This is my first fanfic. Hope you like it :)

I don't own the characters or the story. I simply change the settings bit.


She was so mad at him that she wanted to hit him. She almost managed to but he stopped her only a few centimeters away from his chest. He grabbed hold of her hand and put it against his beating heart. They're eyes locked. It happened so fast that she gasped when her back hit the wooden door.

Jace was watching her reaction. She didn't seem angry, more like surprised. He kept looking into her eyes to gauge her reaction as he continued to lean in. Soon enough there was no space left between them. They were touching everywhere: hips, legs, stomachs, chests but he still didn't kiss her. She couldn't stand it anymore so she wrapped her legs around his hips and kissed him. What she didn't expect was his almost inaudible moan. She felt a tingling sensation in her stomach at that sound. She loved it. She was the only who could make a sound like that come out of Jace's mouth. She was delighted.

She kissed more eagerly and he did the same in return. She knew that they were close but she felt as if a thousand barriers separated them and she didn't like it, at all. She touched his arms. She loved how the lean muscle felt under her touch. Hard yet soft. Her hands trailed down his muscular chest to the hem of his t-shirt where she pried it off with eager hands. Jace did the same with hers.

Jace's hands roamed over her arms, her shoulders, her collarbone, her tiny but firm breasts, her stomach and back up leaving hot trails where his hands made contact with her skin. It was nerve-wrecking.

Clary, in return, roamed his broad shoulders grazing his battle scars. She roamed his hard, firm, muscular and scarred chest, his abs and the lower part of his stomach. They made each other shiver.

They were at it for several minutes but she still found it wasn't enough. She reached down to unbutton his jeans. At first, she felt him stiffen but moments later his muscles relaxed. She pushed the jeans off his hips; he did the rest. While she did this she never stopped kissing him. The kisses were getting hungrier and hungrier. She didn't even notice when he pulled off her jeans. They were now both standing in their undergarments.

Her hand was about to attack the waistband of his boxers when a hand stopped her. She looked up to be greeted by dark golden eyes. She starred at them then at his mouth when he said:

"Clary are you sure you want to do this? 'Cause if we continue we won't be able to stop."

"That's the point Jace, I don't want to stop. I want you. I need you." She whispered.

His eyes, when she looked at them, were filled with lust and love and devotion. He wanted her too. He needed her too ever since he first laid eyes on her. He carried her to the bed, laid her down gently among the scattered pillows and slid his body over hers. He asked her one more time:

" Are you sure you want to do this?"

" I'm sure about one thing: I love you."

And with those last words he kissed her. He didn't kiss her hungrily; he kissed her with love, passion. She knew it wasn't possible but if she could she would be melting into the mattress right now.

Her hands were shaking. Even though she knew what she was doing she was still scared. She knew that Jace sensed this because she felt him renew his kisses silently showing her his faith in her. With that she was able to take off his boxers. She felt his body shudder when they were finally off. He was now naked before her. Not to be outdone he stripped her of her bra and panties. Now they were both naked. His hands lingered on her hips. She bit her lip at the sensation. His hand travelled lower until he cupped her thigh. Her leg found its way around his hip. She pushed him closer to him. She couldn't stand the friction between them and neither could him.

With that he thrust himself into her and was overwhelmed with pleasure. She felt the same. He wandered deeper into her and groaned. This was just too much. He pulled himself out of her and plunged right back in. He continued doing that. He never felt that pulled to her as he did now.

Together, they formed one soul in two bodies. They wished the sensation never ended. Jace had been in these sorts of "relationships" before but never like this. He never felt connected to the other person as he did now. He'd be with them only to satisfy his physical desire. With Clary it wasn't like that. Of course he had desires. One of them was to get his desire fulfilled by Clary but it was more than that. He wanted to show her his devotion, his love to her. He wanted to be connected to her. Now he finally was.

From that moment on he knew he needed her. Without her he wasn't whole, complete. Before her he was Jace Herondale: just the looks. Now he was Jace Lightwood: the luckiest teenager on earth.

Alone ,he was powerless. Together they were the most powerful people on earth and he'd be damned if he couldn't be with her for at least forever.


I have written a second chapter with more "action" in it. Tell me if you want me to post it. Bye