A.N. Thank you to... Angelic Goddess Of Light for that review. Here is more for you my fellow Candy!

Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own Lysander, If I did, how happy would would I be? Pretty Fucking happy. But I do own Clary so I guess that can work.


Those dual colored eyes were something I could not get enough of. Then again, he was the hottest boy in Sweet Amoris and he was shirtless in my room. "Clarissa.." He purred my name as he got up and made his way to me. My heart stopped. I could smell him. Cucumber and melon. It was just irresistible. He reached out and grabbed my chin gently and softly pressed his lips against mine, the black and silver tips of his hair brushing against my face.

I carefully pressed my hands against his warm bare chest and kissed him back, letting him know that I wanted to be kissed, as long as it was him. But it seemed that Lysander had other plans in mind. He pressed his tongue against my mouth, letting me know that he wanted entrance into my mouth. I opened my mouth and let him explore. My cheeks were a bright red because he chuckled softly, pulling away.

"You really are cute, Clary." He kissed my forehead and ran his hands through my waist length light brown hair. I muttered something and looked up at him with innocent eyes. He knew that I loved him, but how far was he willing to prove that he loved me? "I know that look. Clary, I'm not going to force you to do anything. I just want you to get used to seeing me shirtless. Why?" He read my facial expression and smiled. "Because I really do love you and I know that I'll be spending my life with you."

I blushed deeply and hid my face in the crook of his neck. He really loved teasing me and watching me get flustered. "You really are cruel…." I mumbled, wrapping my arms around his chest. He rested his chin on top of my head and sighed softly. "When you're ready, I'll be ready. Only you can see me like this." He whispered softly and stroked my hair lovingly.

The front door opened and feet scurried across the floor. I looked up and hurried to the window and glanced out. My parent's car was parked out in the driveway. "Shit.." I cursed under my breath. I spun around and looked at Lysander who was watching me- still shirtless. "My parents are home…" I picked up his clothes and tossed them at him, " Hurry up and change. I don't need to give them another reason to ground me again."

Lysander caught the clothes and smiled at me. "You know they're bound to catch us at some point. Their daughter does have me head over heels for her." He slipped on his white button up and and redid the buttons and smiled. "Y-You're going to go greet my parents like that?" I flustered again and looked him over. "What? It's hot in here." He walked past me, not forgetting to pinch my butt on his way out. "L-Lysander!" I exclaimed as I hurried after him.

Nothing was said at dinner- well nothing about the fact that my boyfriend looked like he was irritated and the other fact that he was only wearing his button up and his pants. I guess my parents really didn't care what we did because we knew the consequences of our actions. And by dinner, I mean my parents watching us eat. They had already eaten at a five star restaurant and had refused to bring something home so I was forced to cook chicken and make some mashed potatoes. Lysander had disappeared upstairs after he finished eating, leaving me alone to clean up the mess and wash the dishes. But it also meant that I could spend more time with my kitten, Mister Chairmanmeow. Mister Chairmanmeow purred softly as he played with the top part of a Ziploc bag.

Putting everything away only took half an hour and by that time, it sounded like Lysander was thrashing around in my room. I sighed softly and dried my hands and picked Mister Chairmanmeow up and headed upstairs expecting Lysander to be jumping around in my room. But that wasn't entirely the case. Once again I found Lysander shirtless sitting on the alcove. "Lysander…?" Mister Chairmanmeow squirmed out of my arms and ran out the door when he landed on the floor. "Lysander…?" I asked again as I approached him.

Lysander was moaning softly and he leaned forward. His body seemed tense. "Honey…" I tapped his shoulder which caused him to grunt. His body finally calmed down and he turned around looking at me with lustful eyes. Sweat was gleaming off of his forehead and dripping down his face. There was a small hint of embarrassment on his face as I stared at him in shock.

I caught my boyfriend in the act. Then it hit me, this was the reason he was so irritated at dinner. A side even I haven't seen until today. "Lysander…." He closed his eyes and sighed, answering simply, "I made a mess…"I sighed and looked away, still shocked and a bit scared of what might happen next. He got up and hugged me, getting some of his essence on my hands. "Lysander, you really should clean yourself up…" Although he was sweating, I could still make out the hint of cucumber and melon on his skin. "No…" He whispered in my ear, "I want you to clean me up. Even though I told you that I would wait for you… I'm done waiting… Tomorrow is our six month anniversary and I'm going to make sure you remember it." I blushed deeply in response. His hands were already tugging at my violet jabot top.