Description: One-shot.Jace goes to ask Isabelle for a favor, but she wants a favor in return.When she notices something hard against her, something happens that neither one of them had planned.
A/N:This was something I put together back in 2009. I'm making an attempt on trying to start writing again, but before I do, I wanted to try and finish or correct anything I've posted on FF. So I've made some changes, added some detail. Hope you enjoy. 10/9/18
Chapter 1:Rub Down
Staring at her reflection in the tall body length mirror, she sighed, doing circles to overlook her body; praying to the angel that the modeling agency would be pleased with her. She examined herself for any highly visible scars. The only garment she wore was a lacy black thong.
Hodge had brewed some herbs and made them into a pasty cream that would make her marks disappear long enough for the photoshoot. She pinned her long black hair on top of her head and put the cream onto a small wicker table that sat in the near corner. She couldn't help breathing in the wonderful extracts of the coconut oil and lime juice that had been mixed in with the cream. It made her mouth water.
As she began to lower her thong from her waist, the door flew open and Jace barged into the room, breathless.
"Izzy, I need your help with som- oh my.. um never mind," he said quickly, turning to go back out.
"No!" She called. "Sorry Jace, I thought I had locked my door. Come in, I need your help with something anyway," she said pleadingly.
"Isabelle, you're naked. Put some clothes on and then we can talk," he called from the hallway.
She scoffed. "As if you haven't seen me naked before. Hurry up already, or this stuff is going to get cold."
Jace sighed, walking into the room, closing the door behind him, not looking at her. "What are you talking about? What is going to get cold."
"Oh, stop the shyness. Come here for a minute, please?"She cooed.
Jace rolled his eyes, but obeyed. His head lifted slowly, his cheeks light pink with embarrassment. He'd seen her naked plenty of times. She had the tendency to walk to the bathroom in her birthday suit. It wasn't anything new to him, it just felt weird to be in the same room with your best friend, who had a highly attractive body, with the door closed.
Isabelle's hands were covering the nipples of her fully, round breasts as he stood in front of her.
"Okay, what I need is for you to put that," she said, nudging her head toward the cream that was in the bowl, "all over my body so my marks will disappear long enough for the photo shoot tomorrow. It's going to be hard for me to cover my back, and the masseuse isn't here this week. Would you be so kind to help me with this?"Her long eyelashes fluttered, and she bit her lip hopeful.
Jace rolled his eyes. She always tried being a flirt when she wanted something, even if she saw himas a brother.
"Fine. Go lie down, pixie. I don't have all day. I really need for you to help me find a blade sharpener, because I've misplaced mine."
"Oh, thank you, Jace. I'll help you with anything," she squealed, both of her hands grabbing his cheeks, kissing the tip of his nose. He blushed slightly.
The sight of her round breasts and her amazing body was breathtaking. He was trying his best to look at her as his friend instead of the beautiful woman that she was.
She walked over to her bed, crawling slowly onto her stomach, laying her arms flat at her sides.
"Hodge made enough cream to cover my front and back, so if you could just divide it evenly, please."
On her front? He gulped. "Okay then." He kicked off his black boots, so they wouldn't dirty her bed and straddled her legs, bowl in hand.
The sight of her naked body in front of him was highly frustrating. It would have been better if she wasn't wearing a thong. The way the fabric pressed tightly against her waist made the cheeks of her ass look god was it appetizing.
"Would you hurry? I didn't ask for your help just so that you could stare at my ass!"She snapped.
"Sorry, it's appealing," it slipped out.
"Oh Jace, your almost drooling," she giggled.
"Oh shut up already, narcissist," he said playfully.
He smacked her naked bum playfully before applying the cream to her shoulders. His fingers massaged the cream evenly into her soft skin. She sighed in contentment as her tense muscles started to relax.
He continued down her back, giving every inch of her skin the same amount of attention. His heart began to accelerate in his chest as his hands lowered to her waist, where the strap of the thong was.
"Just pull the straps down or pull it off; it doesn't matter," she said with a shrug.
Take it off? A hard lump formed in his throat as he hooked the straps with his thumbs and slowly pulled the garment down her legs. She lifted her body, wiggling her hips as he pulled it down, kicking it to the floor once it was on her ankles.
He breathed a heavy sigh, and continued massing the cream into onto the back of her thighs and down to her calves.
After using half of the cream on her back side, he regretted telling her to turn over. There was no way he was going to be able go over each part of her body, with her now looking at him. The moans and sighs she made had already caused a arousal to start in his jeans. He hoped she hadn't noticed.
"Do you want to finish your front?" Jace asked.
She shook her head and quickly turned over. Her breasts jiggled innocently against her chest as she looked up at him. "You'd be a very naughty masseuse if you left me with only half of my body massaged. You can do the rest."
Jace nodded, chewing on the inside of his jaw. The way her body laid in front of him caused his mouth to dry and water at the same bulge in his jeans was harder than ever.
Her hands laid over her small waist, the sight of freshly waxed pussy made him clear his throat. He scooted down to her feet, propping them on his lap as he massaged them.
"Have you ever done this before? You're the best masseuse I've ever had."
"To Clary, once. But to her shoulders, obviously, he stammered slightly. "Nothing else of course, she's my sister."
She giggled at his response, sighing softly as his hands reached the inner part of her thigh. "Yeah, it would be very improper to do such a mas- oh, oh Jace that feels so good," she moaned out.
He didn't think she meant anything by her wild expressions, but Jace's stomach was in knots. The erection in his pants was throbbing.
He rubbed quickly up to her bikini line, his thumb accidentally sliding over her opening since she'd closed her legs. She let out a gasp. Her thighs bucked, as if beckoning for more.
He shook his head as he moved to straddle her thighs, doing everything possible to keep his hard member from touching any part of her body.
His hands started on her stomach, and she sighed in contentment. Her arms raised above her head to play in her hair, that she'd just let down. He worked his way up to her chest, not knowing how he could make it quick while applying the cream to her breasts. Of all parts. Why in the hell would she mark these beautiful mounds?
He gathered a good amount of cream into his hands and began to lather the thick coldness over her them. She cried out, and he jumped back cautiously, but she grabbed his wrists and beckoned him to continue. She let out a sharp moan, and her eyes opened, glazed with lust.
Jace quickly pulled his hands away, holding them in the air. His blond locks fell innocently into his eyes. "I'm sorry, what did I do?"
She shook her head, and rose up. "You didn't do anything, I just, noticed... that," she said, rubbing her hand over the hard bulge in his pants. He moved away from her, his cheeks burning. He didn't know what to say.
"I.. I, I didn't mean for that to happen. I-it's just, your body. I-I'm really, I'm going to go."He started to get up, but she had grabbed his arm to stop him."What is it?"he asked.
"I'm sorry Jace, I didn't know I would make you feel so uncomfortable. It's not fair for me to let you leave like that; I'm sorry. Please, let me do something," she said innocently, her hand rubbed against his pants.
His body jerked at the touch. "W-what do you mean, let you do something?" He hissed.
Isabelle shook her head. "I'm going to cure your problem. Please don't take it seriously; we're friends. I'm helping you in the way you were helping me. Please lay down."
Jace knew what she was wanting to do, and his body wouldn't budge. "There is no way that I can have you-"
"Jace, I said to lay down," She snapped. Her completely naked body straddled his legs as she began fidgeting with his belt.
"Izzy, this is insane. You don't have to do this. I'm fine. It'll go down in no time."
"I know what it feels like, to be aroused, and it sucks when it's not able to be cured. You were making me feel the same way just now, even though it's something I shouldn't have felt. I may be the best, but please let me cure your pain."
'She had been feeling the same way?' He thought. He hesitated, but she nodded with reassurance, and he slowly laid against her heart was pounding in his chest.
"There, don't worry," she said calmly. Her fingers slid the zipper of his jeans down and tugged them slightly off his waist. She looked down at the bulge in his boxers and her hand rubbed softly over his erection, causing both of them to gasp. Her eyes glanced up at him, but she said nothing.
Her fingers ran inside the opening of his boxer, grasping his length into her hand.
Jace's head fell back against the pillow. She sighed contently as she continued to caress his hardened dick, pulling down his boxers with her other hand.
"It's soo, hot," she muttered. "I didn't know you were so big." Her eyes were staring at the length in her hands, caressing his shaft up and down.
"It's.. not big," Jace muttered embarrassed, but he couldn't help bucking his hips. Her hands began mimicking his movements.
"It's the biggest I've ever seen at least." She licked her lips hungrily, leaning down closer, her tongue flicking against his glistened head.
Jace gasped, never having had a girl do anything to him like this before. He began to feel really hot, and his eyes rolled into his head as her wet mouth brought his throbbing member inside it.
Her tongue licked down the shaft, moistening it, sucking it slowly, trying to get use to his length. She couldn't help letting out a moan when she'd brought him even deeper into her throat, and she could feel herself getting wet between her legs. Jace's hands were running through her hair, his fingers pushing against the back of her neck, beckoning her to take it deeper.
She sucked a few more times, causing the both of them to moan in rhythm. When she pulled him out of her mouth, his eyes darted open. He stared up at her, her eyes looking feverishly into his.
Jace's hand slid down her back and teasingly played with her clit before his hand caressed between her legs, one finger slipping inside her tight, wet opening.
She gasped, grinding against his hand before it slipped out. "I need you inside me, now," she demanded. "I want you to fuck me, Jace," she muttered violently, her teeth biting shyly against her wet lips.
"Ar-are you sure that's what you want?" He couldn't help but wanting the same thing, but he was going to respect her. This had been her idea.
"I'm going to-" His lips cut her off, and their lips madly moved together, kissing each other deeply.
He pulled her down on top of him, her wetness smacking loudly as he fully slipped inside of her. His hands slid down to her waist as she ground her ass on top of him, their tongues and lips in a fierce battle of dominance.
Her back arched, moaning, lifting herself to where his tip would almost slip about, and would crash back down against him, pushing down to have every inch inside her.
The way she worked her hips made Jace want to cum already, but he pushed the thought aside. Not yet. He didn't know if he'd ever have this moment again. He was going to savor every bit of Isabelle while it lasted.
Jace gripped her hips tightly, lifting her up and down off him, her cheeks smacking against his thighs. With every movement and thrust, he made sure that her clit rubbed up against him. He could tell she was close to her climax.
"Oh Jace," she cried breathlessly, grinding feverishly. "I-I'm almost there... ah, oh fuck, what I've been missing with you."
Jace raised himself up to her chest, cupping her soft mounds into his calloused hands. They bounced against his face as he sucked and bit gently against her nipples.
Isabelle lost her hands into his golden locks, bouncing up and down, plunging him so deep into her, until she felt it. The burning sensation that clouded her mind and causing her to cry out as she reached her peak. She climaxed, her wet juices covering the shaft that was hot and hungry inside her.
"God Isabelle, your so wet," growled Jace.
Isabelle's defeated eyes met his, and she sucked at his bottom lip.
"It's your turn Jace. I want you to cum in me," she said breathless.
He nodded and rolled over so that she lay down on the bed. He hooked his arm around her waist and and turned her over. She obeyed, laying her chest against the bed as she lifted her ass high in the air.
Jace slipped his thumb between the milked lips of her opening as her index and middle finger toyed with her wasted clit.
"Oh god," muffled Isabelle into the sheets. Her body shivered. She'd climaxed so strongly that she barely had any strength to move. If he continued playing with her like that, she was bound to cum again.
"It's my turn now," whispered Jace. He positioned his tip at her opening, teasing it before he slammed himself into her, the juices of her climax and the cheeks of her ass slapping against him.
He arched his back, his hands against her hips as he thrusted in and out of her tightness. With every thrust, though tired, she would lift her hips as if twerking against him, slipping up and down his overly wet shaft. She wanted him to cum inside of her. She wanted to continue to feel the thickness of his length inside her tightness. This was the best sex she had ever had.
"Isabelle," groaned Jace.
He thrust faster into her. He could feel it building. He was almost there. He collected her long black hair into his hand, pulling it so that she lifted herself up to him.
He wrapped his arms around her stomach, his breath heavy against her neck, biting and sucking her perfumed flesh.
"Cum for me Jace," Isabelle moaned in a whisper, and he complied. With one last buck of his hips, he groaned loudly as his lips bit into her neck, the hot milk bursting from his tip, filling her up inside.
They both fell against the bed, breathless. It took them several minutes to regain their senses. Jace managed to pull himself out of her, laying down onto one of her many pillows, pulling Isabelle to his chest. She leaned up to kiss his cheek, her hot tongue played over his earlobe.
"That's the best sex I've ever had," she whispered hotly. "You're not going to get away so easily."
Jace chuckled, his hand caressing her breast. "I'll be your prisoner any day," he said seductively. He leaned down to kiss her. The kiss grew passionate, and they started all over again.