His hand slip up from her wrist, encircling her upper arm with his fingers. Clary snapped her wrist back quickly.
"Don't touch me."
Sebastian's arm was on the door in front of her, blocking her exit.
"What fun would that be?" A lazy grin played at the corner of his mouth. "Back at the club you asked me who I belong to Clary." Sebastian was suddenly serious, the smirk gone from his face.
"Stop it." Clary turned her head away and stared at the door.
"I belong to you." He slid the back of his fingers down her cheek.
Clary clenched her fist at her side. "I said, stop it. I don't want to hear anymore."
"You know we belong together. You felt it when we met. The pull. You can't deny the obvious."
Clary looked at him then. Her eyes wide with disbelief. "I'm your sister." She spat.
"That didn't seem to matter when you thought it was Jace who was your brother."
Clary felt her face flush hot.
"No, that's not true-" She denied meekly.
"So it's okay if it's Jace. You'd burn the world down for Jace. What about me, Clary?"
Clary waited a length before answering. "What about you?"
Something flashed through Sebastian's gaze so quickly, Clary wondered if she imagined it.
"You belong to me, Clary. I belong to you. We belong to each other."
Clary didn't like where this was going. She tried to move past his arm but he caught her wrist again.
"Clary…"
But she didn't wait to hear what he had to say. Clary pushed hard at his chest, catching Sebastian off-guard as she dashed past his arm, down the hallway and hit the steps with a clatter, racing for the downstairs. She heard Sebastian's boots loud on the glass staircase behind her, but didn't dare look back, knowing he must be right on her heels. Sooner than she hoped his fist closed on the back of her dress, jerking her backward and sending her crashing into his torso. She felt the wind whip past as he swung her up off her feet and slammed her into the wall, knocking the breath out of her.
"Do you really think there's a place on this earth you could go where I couldn't find you?" He snarled.
Clary gasped trying to regain her breath. She couldn't leave the house. She hadn't been thinking. She panicked and fled without forming any sort of plan as to what she was actually going to do. Still, she had run. She had set the wheels in motion by her impulsive need to put as much space between them as she could.
Sebastian had taken her silence as compliance. He traced the silhouette of the dress against her hip and touched his face to hers, inhaling the scent of her hair.
"You smell like the sun on a rainy day Clary. Did you know that?" He played with a curl by her temple.
Deciding there's no turning back now, Clary stomped on his foot, hard, and his grip loosened. She jerked away from him and immediately turned toward the bedroom at the bottom of the stairs, hoping she could get there to lock the door before he got to her. Sebastian stepped of the hem of her dress ripping it up her leg and causing her steps to falter. He seized the moment, coming up behind her a grabbing her shoulders with his hands as he pushed her back into the wall, this time pinning her there with his body holding her arms by her sides.
His grin was diabolical. He pressed her back harder against the wall. She could feel his chest rise and fall against hers. He stared into her eyes, his raw hunger prevalent. She flinched as he brought his face close to hers. He looked down at her and she felt him inhale sharply. Suddenly, he brought his mouth to hers, hard, suffocating. Sebastian's hand was moving to the side where Clary's dress had ripped, feeling the skin of her bare thigh. An ice pit dropped in her stomach and panic rose in her throat wanting to break free but Sebastian's mouth held hers hostage. She rose up on her tip-toes and bit down on his lip until she tasted blood.
He yelled and spun away from her, his hand to his mouth.
"Seriously?! We were having a moment, Clary!"
