Jace and Clary were walking down the dark street. He was walking fast while she was struggling to keep up in her skinny jeans and handbag, it always amazed her how boys were able to fit everything they needed in their pockets while she always felt the need to carry her possessions in one place. She looked at him from behind and couldn't help but notice Jace's back muscles twitching in the breeze and how he kept wiping his hands on his jeans. His hair flopped lazily to the back of his head and was hanging in small knots, all she wanted to do was put her hands through them and twist the curls around her finger. The street was dark and had no lights, except those of some houses that were still awake. Jace was taking Clary to a place she hadn't been before, it was a short detour to the institute and she figured that her mum wouldn't be calling anytime soon, it was only 7pm. Jace stopped in the road as a man started to approach their direction, he looked back at clary who gave him a wearily smile. She was tired and didn't know how she felt about being here, alone, on a dark street, then she realized she wasn't alone; she was with jace. So she continued walking. The man veered towards the other pathway and didn't even look at them.
"No matter what, I still get frightened when its just me and someone else on the street at night" Jace said in a warm and comforting tone. "Too bad you're a shadowhunter, you're not suppose to be scared" as Clary turned around to face him, she walked backwards and felt herself awkwardly keep a steady pace. "I'm not afraid to admit when im frightened" Jace replied. They continued walking until they reached a small decline of mud, he walked on first and then put out his hand for her to take, her converse were slipping and she didn't want to take the risk of falling on her back, so she took his head pleasurably.
As they turned a corner they were faced with a field of grass with stone steps carving their way down the hill, there was a wooden log offered as a seat to the back of the field but as jace headed for the logical seat, clary sat on the second stone from the top, leaning back on the step and wet grass above. Jace followed with a sigh and sat next to her, at least one foot away. Clary felt her heart shrink, she was waiting for a sign, a sign for him to show he cared about her in more than a friends way and then she would make any move. Angry at her confused feelings she spun her body and lay down on her back, looking up at the skies. Jace started talking and although the conversation was interesting, all Clary could think about was the stars and the jace sitting right behind her, and how she wanted to feel his hair and touch his back. She wanted to sit on his lap and hug him and nurture him with kisses. She wanted to feel his lips and the warmth emitting from his veins. But she had to constantly pull herself back to reality as planes flew past and fast moving clouds covered the stars in the sky.
Clary shifted her body once more, and found her head hit something hard, Jace had placed his wallet and keys near her head and she yelped at the sudden pain. Jerked by the noise, jace lifted her head, "Clary! Clary, are you okay" She looked up at him and was astonished to see his golden eyes had a tinge of blue in them, she was about to say something when he pushed his body over and placed her head on his leg. She was stunned by the sudden movement but so comforted by the feel of him. She wanted more though.
She lay on his leg listening to the soft sounds of his voice and his quiet chuckles he was making. They hummed through his body and although she wasn't touching him anywhere else, she had never felt closer. He was shy and she could tell from his reserved manor. She noticed his hands were placed behind him, with his elbows propped up on the stone wall, she felt him shiver every once in a while and figured he was getting cold, he was only wearing a shirt and jeans while she had a jacket on. So she made the bold decision of getting up from her spot and to sit next to him. Their legs were touching and she felt the tingles go up her spine. "You're so warm" he whispered, then laughed a low sound in his throat. She took his hand in hers and felt the chill that emitted off them. "Here", she placed his hand on the back of her neck, after swooping her hair to one side. He moved his hand after a few seconds and shifted his body so they were next to each other again; he lifted his arm behind her back and rested it on her waste. She took the opportunity to rest her head on his shoulder and didn't think he would respond. But when he did, his head hit hers so softly and his curls fell to the front of his head, blocking her eyesight. She placed her hand on his thigh and began tracing a circle with her fingers, she couldn't see him, but feel him. She could feel him shake at the small gesture, "are you still cold?" she asked and felt his head move around. Clary couldn't understand what that meant so she straightened her back and when his head fell back, it landed on her chest. "It is so warm right here," he said and she felt his lips hum against her collarbone.
He looked uncomfortable and so when he moved it was no surprise. When she looked up at the skies for answers, she saw the moon had risen considerably and she checked the time; 9pm. Had it been two hours, it felt like 3 minutes for her. She saw the clouds encircle the moon and an orange glow leapt over the dark blue sky, Jace looked up and she noticed his eyes were not on the moon; they were on her. She pulled her head back down to eye level with him and noticed they were considerably close and it felt like years passed between them until she finally closed the space between them and placed a hand on his cheek. He closed his eyes and tightened the grip on her waste. She pulled him into her and kissed him with such softness, she surprised herself. He felt inexperienced and awkward against her mouth, his tongue was lost in her and she was trying to keep up. She could feel his heart stammering against his chest and wondered if hers was doing the same. She pulled her right hand down and placed it on his chest, breaking away she whispered into his mouth "it's okay" and he calmed himself. She now could feel the whole passion as one as he slowed down and their kisses became languorous and hot.
Jace moved his head away from Clary, "what's wrong?" she looked at him the way it broke him and he swiftly replied with a confident smile. He stood up and put out his hand for her to take, "there's somewhere I want to take you", he felt confident and larger, all he wanted to do was kiss her again, maybe do more, but not here. As they were walking down the stone steps, he imagined what her face would look like in the darkness, he wondered if she was feeling like her heart was going to explode, like his was and he thought they could not get to where he wanted to go any quicker. He lead her to the waters edge, glancing at the dark water, he shivered and then remembered clary's worried face when he had said he was cold. He took them around a corner and up some stairs until a large tree faced him. Letting go of clary's hand, he parted a way in the branches that fell to the floor, and let her through. Her face lit up and it was like fireworks in his mind, all he could see was her sillouete in the darkness. As the trees branches fell to the ground an open space was left where no one could see from the outside. She opened her mouth to say something but Jace took the opportunity to kiss her and she fell into his arms.
His body encircled her, gathering her up, taking her in. When she finally got her footing, she entwined her hands around his neck pulling his curls and bunching them in her fingers. He groaned and she felt his teeth hit her lip and she fell once more. Jace laughed and slid his hands down to her thighs, crouching down to pick her up, she clung to him and felt him walk towards the tree trunk, he pushed her back against it with such force it would have hurt her in other circumstances, but right now all she could think about was the heat rushing through her body. She moved her hand down his back, tracing his runes and outline of muscle. When she got to his waste she pulled up his shirt and scratched his back. His head fell backwards and she started kissing down from his mouth, sucking on his jawline, his neck, and his collarbone. She pulled his shirt up over his head and when he was free she smashed into his lips. His tongue danced around her mouth and he opened as she closed. His hands were placed firmly on her ass and his core was pushing up against hers, she was pushed further against the tree, keeping her safe and secure. His hands slid up her sides to take her shirt and he pulled it up over her head. She felt insecure and could tell he was looking at her, but he just said "most beautiful creature I have ever seen" and at that, her eyes scrunched and she placed her hands on his, she pulled him around her torso and lead him to unclip her bra, when it fell, she felt the coldness on her chest. Jace was so quick and his mouth went straight to her breasts, he licked her and bit with softness, eliciting moans in Clary's throat, which only made him, act with greater haste.
She was suddenly very aware of the warmness between her legs and realized she wanted him to be inside her. She felt him laugh. And realized she had said her thoughts out loud, he picked her up once more and went to his knees, placing her on the soft grass. Still kissing her, he lead his head down her stomach, circling his tongue on her skin. He reached the rim of her skinny jeans and unbuttoned them, pulling down the zipper and slowly kissing her whilst pulling the pants off her feet. He gathered the jeans in his hand and placed them under her head. She shivered from the pure bareness of her body and felt him shutter with fright. She shook her head at him and pulled him close to her.
His hands roamed her body, as did hers and she realized there was nothing between them but their underwear. She quickly spun them and was straddling his member, which was a large bulge in his cotton boxers, she looked at him with quirky eyes and skid her body down, pulling his last piece with her. She slid her hand down his trunk and began pumping lightly, he moaned at the sudden feeling and she then decided to take him in her mouth. The wetness of her tongue struck him like a lightening bolt and he moaned, pulling her hair into a bunch, she was using both her hands to pump while circling the tip of him with her mouth. He could feel his body shaking and realized he had to hold out, but he couldn't with her still there, her head between his legs. He reached down and pulled her back up while turning them so he was back on top of her body. His hand slipped between them and rubbed her hood as his thumb flicked the waste band of her underwear. He fell down to her core whilst pulling down her last piece of clothing and rubbed his thumb against her clit. She felt a warm splurge in her and felt his long musical fingers slip inside her. She let out a moan of pain but pleasure and he froze. She looked down at him, breathing heavily then said "It's okay" and he took this as vantage to take her into his mouth. She screamed at the warmth of him. His tongue was sliding up and down her folds while his thumb was circling her clit and his fingers pumping in and out of her.
Her breath was getting faster and she was panting. His arm was tensed and he felt her say his name over and over again, "aww Jace, Jace don't stop, keep going, oh yea ngghhh" he was breathless and could feel her coming into his hand. He slid his hand out and his tongue came back to her mouth, which took him in. Her kisses were furious and wanting pleasure. There was sweat dripping down her hairline and he felt his back wet with it too. Then all at once, he gathered himself and put the top of his throbbing core to hers. She nodded at him "go" and he did. He pushed inside her, eliciting a groan in both of them. His hands were on either side of her body, and she was sucking on his neck, at first he moved slowly, but his pace picked up as her walls became slippery. She moved her hips up in time for his to push down and they became a hot mess of sweat and lust. They were pushing each other and pulling, like tides of ocean with the moon. His breath was becoming quicker and she couldn't help but scream out his name mixed with waves of moans.
Her hands travelled his back and felt every inch of him, she was on the edge, and he finally slid out and then pumped into her quickly. His eyes shot and so did her, she screamed out "OHH JACE!" and she felt warm liquid spill inside her, he pulled out once more, pumping into and eliciting another moan of affection from her. He felt her walls clenched and she finally screamed out in so much pleasure, some one had to have heard them. He collapsed onto her, his full weight on her chest and his core still in her body. She was shaking as her orgasm continued on and he slid out of her, he rolled over to his side, pulling her onto his chest. She was sweating and eyes looked tired. He looked at her and imagined she was the moon and he was the ocean, he would follow any command she requested. She allowed him to move. And then she started laughing. And he looked down at her as she went to her knees and straddled his waste. Did she want, more? She slid her wet middle against his leg and realized, she was still in the mood. He was exhausted, but if clary wanted more. She would get more.