A/N: TRIGGER WARNING! This story is about a clace age gap au. Jace is a biker and her father's best friend. Foul language as well. My Beta is reppinda5o3

Clary breathed a sigh of relief as the bell rang for the last period of the day. Izzy, her best friend, was in the same last period English class she was and Izzy looked as if she'd just woken up from a nap. "Rough night last night?" Clary asked her friend.

"They won't stop fucking fighting!" Izzy lamented. "They went till like one in the morning last night."

"Yeah, but your dad cheated on your mom… shouldn't she just leave him?" But Clary knew it wasn't that simple.

"She's his old lady. Fucking biker culture." Izzy snarled. They were walking out of school and Jace was waiting for Clary and Alec was waiting for Izzy. Alec was Izzy's older brother and something of a ringleader. He was the oldest of the teenagers in the club, and next year he would be a pledged member.

"See you later, Iz," Clary said.

Jace Herondale, one of the Red Demons' most prized members and her parents best friend, picked her up every day from school. "Hey, Jace," she said, smiling at him.

"Well, aren't you the most beautiful girl I've ever seen." He suppressed a groan when he took in her outfit. She looked so sweet, in her dark denim skirt and her black tank top. Way more demure than any other female you'd find in their lifestyle.

She blushed like she always did when he spoke those words to her. She wasn't shy by any means but he could tell that compliments were something she didn't know quite how to handle, or maybe it was just him. Jace was a family friend and he was 28, just a few years younger than her mom and dad, who were both in their mid-thirties. She thought Jace was very cool and had a huge crush on him. Who wouldn't? He was all tanned skin, golden eyes, and sculpted features.

"Jaaaace," she said, looking down at the ground. God she was driving him crazy. She wasn't a girl anymore, she was a young woman...and the kind that would never ask you for anything even though she could get whatever she wanted from you in a heartbeat. Clary was absolutely gorgeous but completely down to earth and if she were a drug, Jace would already be done for.

"What, baby girl? Just telling it like it is." He laughed and put his arm around her, pulling her into his side. "Come on, let's get you home."

"Jesus, Clary… " Jace facepalmed when Clary came down from her room in a dress with diamond-shaped holes cut open on the sides, black as night and a plunging neckline. Jace wondered if she knew what she did to him seeing her dressed up in these outfits. The dress barely covered the soft curve of her ass and it made him swallow hard. "Where do you think you're going looking like that?"

"Sebastian wants to hang out!" She said happily.

"Clary, does hangout mean have sex?" Jace asked her, he sounded concerned even to his own ears. Sebastian was a new recruit and he really didn't want her hanging out with him. Not to mention he was 18 but that was another matter entirely…

"No!" Clary blanched. "We're going for a ride up to the Catskills on his bike!"

"Ok, so what are you going to do when you get there?" Jace said. He figured if he badgered her enough she wouldn't want to go.

"I don't know! Get pizza and head back?" Clary said innocently.

"No." Came another voice from the hallway. "Absolutely not."

"Daaaaad!" Clary whined.

Jace and Luke did their secret handshake and Jace caught Clary rolling her eyes. "I was just trying to convince Clare-bear here to not leave the house looking like that," Jace said.

"Thanks, man. I know she's a handful sometimes." Luke said to Jace. "Clary go put some jeans and a t-shirt on. I need your help in the garage. We just got an order of parts and I need someone to inventory them."

Clary sighed. "Are you going to pay me?"

"Yes, but you better hurry up," Luke said.

"Fiiine!" Clary said running back upstairs.

Luke smirked at Jace and rolled his eyes. "I love her dearly but one is definitely enough."

"How's Jocie?" Jace asked his best friend.

"Pissed. She really wants another baby but things have been so busy lately and I wouldn't have the time to take care of a new baby." Luke said.

"Mhmm… well from what I hear you don't have it as bad as Robert and Maryse. Maryse was under some delusion that Robert was above using the club girls. Everyone knows Robert's wandering hands are pretty fucking notorious. Not to mention, I've never met anyone besides you and Jocie who didn't cheat on each other, especially in our world."

"I know. Well, you've always been faithful, even if the girl in question didn't deserve it."

"Cheating is… gross." Jace said, looking repulsed.

Luke chuckled and Clary trotted down the stairs in jeans and t-shirt. "Am I decent?" Clary asked.

Luke and Jace laughed, "Yeah, you are baby girl." Luke said.

Clary had been reading off inventory numbers on parts boxes for over three hours when Luke decided to call it night.

"Why don't you order some pizza? It's Friday night so the boys and I are going to have a bonfire in the back. You can have Izzy and Alec over."

"Ohmygod dad, are you going to get drunk?" Clary said giggling.

Luke just laughed and finished closing down the garage. She took out her phone and noticed she had three missed calls from Izzy.

[ C. Garroway ] Come over, we're having a get-together. Dad's throwing a bonfire in the backyard and all the boys are coming over.

[ I. Lightwood ] I can't. My mom is packing her shit and leaving. I'm freaking out.

[ C. Garroway ] Oh no! Is there anything I can do?

[ I. Lightwood ] Not right now, but thanks. Mom wants Alec and I to come with her but we can't because I don't want to leave school and everything behind. I'm totally freaking out.

[ C. Garroway ] I don't know how to help. How about I just see you tomorrow?

[ I. Lightwood ] Yeah ok.

[ C. Garroway ] *heart emoji*

Jace didn't technically live with the Garroway's but he was there pretty frequently. He was there setting up the fire now. He had a beer in his hand and he was trying to hack apart an old sofa Luke was getting rid of with an ax.

He thought about Clary and the way she had dressed. She wasn't trying to attract attention per se, but she did it without trying, she was only 16! She had no right looking so sexy at that age. More to the point he had no right thinking about what it would be like to touch her. When she had gotten into the truck that day after school looking sexy without even trying...he knew he had to have her. He shouldn't be having these thoughts! He threw a hunk of the sofa into the fire pit frustratedly.

He thought about her in that dress that she tried to wear to see Sebastian of all people… she had looked fine as fuck but it wasn't something Sebastian deserved to see. He'd known Clary as long as he'd been in the club which was going on 10 years now. He'd seen her grow up from a child into a beautiful young lady. She was off limits though, how fucked up could it possibly get? He could never date her… dating your best friend's daughter was taboo at best.

Jace's issue was that he'd overheard a private conversation between Izzy and Clary where she told Izzy that Sebastian asked her to fuck him. As soon as he heard that, he held his breath, hoping to catch anything related to her feelings on the subject. She was quiet and didn't really comment which had Jace nearly passing out from lack of oxygen.

Jace may have been about 10 years too old for Clary but he was a better man than Sebastian could ever dream of being. He hoped, even if he couldn't have her, that she'd at least save her virginity for someone worthy of it. Jace tried to imagine Sebastian taking Clary's virginity… he swung the ax particularly violently, splitting the back of the sofa in half.

He heard the rumble of Luke's truck pulling into the drive and wrested the ax out of the sofa.

"Jace!" Jocie called from the house.

"Coming!"

Jace ran back to the house.

While Jocie was busy getting food ready for the boys she had inadvertently left the liquor cabinet in the living room open and Clary went in for the kill. She nabbed a bottle of Grey Goose and made off with it towards her room. No one noticed her and thank god too, she would be dead if Jocie saw her with that bottle. Luke was the relaxed parent and Jocie was a bit uptight.

She stashed the bottle and went downstairs to get a cup of cranberry juice to chase her shots with. She brought the cup upstairs and started changing into a low cut shirt and riding boots. These kinds of parties, especially when they were outside, were not a high heels event.

She had never been drunk before, and she was curious as to what it felt like. She took a pull from the bottle of Grey Goose and chased it with a sip of cranberry juice. It tasted the way gasoline smells. A few minutes later she felt a light-headed feeling come over her. It felt good.

She started doing her makeup and decided on a smokey eye and thick winged liner. The whole thing took her about 30 minutes. She had one more shot, chased with cranberry juice, before going down to the party.

She went back downstairs and saw that the party was in full swing. The fire was roaring outside and everyone had a drink or a joint in their hands. This was not exactly kid-friendly setting. In the corner of their yard, she could see Sebastian getting his dick wet in one of the club's sluts. They were cheap girls with no tact.

Jace and Luke were passing a joint between them, Luke had a beer and Jace had whiskey. "Clare-bear!" Jace called. "Come on over!" He said with a smirk.

She walked over and took a seat in one of the lawn chairs next to them.

"Hey. Can I have some?" Clary asked, giving their joint a pointed look.

Luke looked at Jace. She was turning 17 in a few days… "Please, dad!" Clary begged.

"Fine. It's Jace's job to carry you in the house when you get too high though." Luke said.

Clary looked at Jace and grinned, she took the joint from his grip. She noticed his fingernails were bitten down to the quick. "How does this work?" Clary asked innocently.

Jace laughed and Clary looked at him, his eyes were glassy and bloodshot. Luke got up and went over to Sebastian to pull him off of the slut he was currently manhandling.

Jace rolled his eyes. "How could you want to go on a date with him?" Jace laughed. He was right to laugh because thinking she could give her virginity to someone like that was fucking comical.

She took the joint and inhaled she immediately started coughing and hacking. "Jesus Christ this isn't weed this is an assassination attempt!" Clary said through her coughs.

Jace laughed and rubbed her back. "Baby girl, why don't you watch me?"

"Yeah, ok," Clary said.

He took the joint back and inhaled, held the hit in for a second and blew it out all without coughing.

"It would be easier to teach you if we had a bowl or something."

"This is fine. I can do it." She took the joint back from him and inhaled and held it for a second and blew it out. "Wow." She felt more of the lightheaded sensation come over her, she felt kind of sleepy.

"You like it?" Jace asked.

"Yeah. but I'm good for now. I kind of snuck some liquor." Clary said and cringed, expecting a reprimand.

"Oh... Don't let Jocie see the bottle in your room." Jace said, he let his hand wander to her knee. "Do you wanna sip of my whiskey?"

"No, I can barely stand the vodka chased with cranberry juice. The shit tastes like gasoline." Clary said making a face.

Jace laughed. "What kind of vodka is it? Crystal Palace?"

"Grey Goose."

Jace shook his head and smiled good-naturedly. "That's the good stuff."

"See I don't even know what good vodka is supposed to taste like." Clary laughed.

2 in the morning was approaching and Clary and Jace had one more joint between them and Clary had a few beers. Comparatively, Jace had gone a little harder than Clary. He'd gone through nearly half a bottle of Jameson whiskey. The crowd was starting to disperse, the groupies were finding beds for the night with the men present and she figured her dad was already inside.

"I think I want to go to bed," Clary said yawning.

"Drink some water before you go to bed so you don't get hungover. God, tomorrow I'm going to regret this so hard." Jace murmured.

"Ok, sounds good. Will you come tuck me in?" Clary asked, putting her hand over his where it was on her knee.

"Yeah sure."

He knocked back the last of his whiskey and staggered as he got up. She grabbed his hand and prevented him from falling over. "You ok, Jace?"

"Yep. A half bottle of whiskey does make a man's balance a bit off." Jace laughed and clasped his hand with Clary's. She thought maybe she should pull away but it was just Jace…

They walked into the house where things were settling down too. All the food was gone and most of the booze too. Clary helped Jace upstairs and walked him into her room.

She took off her shirt, revealing a lacy cami, she took off her riding boots and got in bed. She pulled the covers up and took off her jeans. "Jace come'ere."

He tucked in the edges of her duvet and kissed her… on the lips. It was over in a flash but by the gasp that left Clary's mouth she wasn't expecting it. "Jace…"

"Shh… god, you're so fucking sexy." Jace purred in her ear. She felt her face flush and was it just her or did the temperature go up in here a few degrees?

He pulled her hair to one side and kissed a fiery trail of kisses up her neck. His teeth grazed her ear and nipped the top of it. She couldn't help it, it was the best thing she'd ever felt, she moaned his name.

He was hovering over her. She blinked and saw him staring down at her, his golden eyes were still glassy although less bloodshot. "Kiss me, Jace."

He let out a low growl and pressed his lips to hers. He kissed her over and over and finally she let him inside her mouth. He ran his tongue along her lips and scraped his teeth over her tongue until the need for air became an issue.

In the intervening moments, they looked at each other. That had been coming for quite some time hadn't it? Clary couldn't take her eyes off of him. "Just lay down with me for a bit?"

"No, Clary, I shouldn't," Jace said resolutely seeming much more sober than he actually was. She could tell he wanted to do more than kiss, but he was afraid of the consequences.

"Shh… lay down. You can't drive like this. Take off your boots and make yourself comfortable." She slipped past him and locked her door. "See, no one will be any the wiser."

"Clary…" But the clarity the kiss had brought was fast being replaced by more sleepiness. "Fine, but no one can know." This wasn't how he imaged his first night in Clary's bed or the first time he would kiss her but there he was making a mess of things.

"That's fine. I wouldn't tell anyone." Clary said, slipping back into bed.

Jace had taken off his boots and jeans leaving him in nothing but a soft t-shirt and boxers. She redistributed the pillows so Jace would have two and she would have one. "Good night, Jace."

"Night, Clare-bear."