Author's note: I am writing this with another author on here (who will later be a surprise…teeheehee) but as to what how this is working is that anything signed by me was written, well, by me and the same with her. She's one of my besties, and a kickass writer, so how could I NOT write with her?  So without further blabbering, I'll leave you to the fanfic (that of course I own nothing but the plot in.)

I crave him. I part my lips quickly, and he slips his tongue in mine. Nothing, I tell you, nothing is

like kissing a shadowhunter. I battle his tongue with mine and of course, I win. At least until he bites

my lower lip and with a moan, I give in. If anyone could see the great Magnus Bane now, whimpering

under his practically pubescent lover, I'd lose all credibility in the magic world. But it'd be worth it, for

Alec. I open my eyes to see said beauty and see none other than…Jace?

Okay, this is officially getting weird. Heterosexual, jerk-off, in love with someone who until

recently he thought was his sister Jace is nipping at my neck, kissing my collar bone, sucking at my…

breasts? Why, oh dear god, do I have those? I look down, and with the right tilt of my head see past

the ministrations of the poor, confused blonde and see what is definitely the wrong anatomy. This

morning I certainly did not have those hips, those thighs, that –

Where is Jace think he is going with that hand? It is getting dangerously low, I open my mouth

to tell him when all of a sudden I feel a sudden rush of pleasure as he plunges two of the fingers I was so

urgently trying to stop and bites my neck at the same time. I should not enjoy this nearly as much as I

do. "Clary," he begins, and I'm confused as fuck, "You're so wet for me baby."

My name is NOT Clary and I am not anything remotely close to "wet" for this moron. I am

practically a desert. But as he adds a third I can't help it, I moan again, and recognize the voice behind

it. DAMMIT. I am the red-headed acne covered seventeen-year old. And I am wet. I really think it is

time to stop now, seeing as he's positioning himself for something he definitely should not do. At least

he's wearing a condom, that's considerate. NO, WAIT, I AM STOPPING HIM. "Jace?" I gasp and then-

I wake up in bed. My bed. Holding my boyfriend. Alec is so beautiful and innocent when he

sleeps, if only he knew about my dreams…

AN: there you have it, love to see what she does with this!!! Haha! -Indi 3