Love Blooms
J&C 4ever
disclaimer: I have nothing to do, whatsoever, with the talented Ms. Clare.
I want to write about the day or days after Jace and Clary kiss in the greenhouse.
Clary tries to phone Jace, but all she ever gets is his voice mail. He doesn't text either. Clary is confused because she really wants to be with Jace alone, but she can't figure out how. Half of the problem is Clary herself. When she can break away from thinking of Jace, she worries about her mother or Simon.
"OK Clary, pull yourself together. Great, now I'm talking to myself. If Jace ever walked in on me having an argument with myself he would be out of here and never look back." said Clary talking to herself.
"I might look back." said Jace wearing his cocky 'caught ya' smile while leaning against the door frame.
"Oh, Jace, I didn't hear you and..." stuttered Clary.
"Mm mm, you don't say." answered Jace pouting his lower lip and raising his eyebrows, but not moving otherwise.
Clary stood frozen not able to speak, thinking the worst. Jace was going to tease her and laugh at her for thinking he could be interested in her. Then she would probably listen to his chuckling all the way down the long corridors of the Institute. She looked at her hands twisting around in front of her. Jace entered the room and slowly, purposely sauntered over to her. She looked up and watched him with his head lowered, but still mocking her with a smirk. When he was in front of her he raised his right hand and just using one finger, ran it up and down her arm. This made Clary feel almost dizzy. Then their eyes met, Jace gave her a thorough look over from head to toe. She felt naked even though she was fully clothed. It felt more probing, it was like he could see right through her. His other hand reached up into her hair making her gulp aloud.
"Sorry." she whispered. "I just..." she started again but Jace interrupted her with a hush.
"Shh. I'm so sorry. I couldn't answer your call at the time. Forgive me?" was all Jace said He knew she was putty in his hands. He tugged at her arm and Clary walked right into his arms. They felt so good around her. She rested her head against his chest. She listened to his heart beating evenly and inhaled his soapy cleanliness. She knew she was home. He drew his arms in pulling her closer and purring into her hair like a cat.
"I still don't know if you have forgiven me." said Jace with a warmness in his joke.
"Not if it means we have to stop this." said Clary holding on tighter.
"How can I kiss you if my lips are so far away from yours?" asked Jace.
"Like this" said Clary as she tilted her head move leaned forward so their lips barely touched. Then she replaced her cheek against his chest.
"Oh, I'm sorry, what how did you do that again?" asked Jace. Clary let out an exaggerated exasperated breath and with a big smile on her face she lifted her head to once again brush Jace's lips with her own. But this time Jace tightened his grip and when her lips were in full view he gave her a passionate kiss that took her for surprise.
"humph aw" said Clary tensing all the muscles in her body for a few seconds. Then Jace's kiss was exploring the inside of her mouth and she melted in his arms, relaxing to the point where she didn't think she could stand up much more. But she stood there and they kissed for many minutes. When Jace pulled back he was still holding onto her tightly. She felt like the liquid form of Clary.
"If I let go will you stand?" asked Jace. Looking for some sign in her eyes. But she looked as if she left the planet. That made him smile.
"Not sure" was all Clary could mutter.
"I better make it a soft landing then." said Jace as he picked her up like a rag doll and carried her over to a sofa. "You better not let any demons find out this weakness of yours or they'll know all they have to do to conquer this Shadowhunter is a big kiss." smirked Jace while placing her upon the sofa.
"Jace" was all Clary said and Jace could not control himself and he layed down half on top of her, half next to her on the small sofa, and started kissing her again. He was feeling more serious now, his needs increased with urgency while his hands started exploring her back and sides.
Should I continue?
