Her vivid dream took her back four months ago, before her and Jace moved out of the Institute. Alec had left to go God knows where with Magnus and Izzy went over to Simons house. With the Lightwoods in Idris to deal with the Accords yet again, Jace and Clary were quite alone. They had been dating since the death of Sebastian a year ago, and Jace had some thoughts on what he and Clary should do, especially seeing as how it was Clary's birthday and the day of their first kiss. Jace had packed the same exact picnic he had all those years ago, and knocked on Clary's door. Clary, knowing Jace would be over, was wearing a tight black shirt and a mid-thigh tight black skirt, which, Jace could tell, Izzy had helped her pick out. She smiled and said, "So, do I get to know what we're doing?" Jace smirked and shook his head. Taking Clary's hand he led her away from her room. "Jac-" Clary had started to say, but Jace held up a finger to his lip and smiled devilishly. He led a somewhat anxious Clary up to the Greenhouse. He had laid out the foods on a warm blanket. Jace heard Clary gasp and turned around he saw that her eyes were shining and she whispered, "Jace" with a surprised tone. He smiled and led her over to the picnic. They ate and talked about so many different things from weaponry to where Alec and Magnus always disappear to. Jace, having tirelessly planned out the evening, heard a small buzz from his pocket which told him that it was five minutes to midnight. He and Clary were laying on the blanket and Jace stood up. Clary looked up to see his hand held out so she took it. He helped her up and walked her over to the midnight flowers. Clary was touched at how much effort Jace had put into her birthday, but before she could give it any more thought Jace was kissing her. Lightly at first, but then with more passion and desire, reluctantly Clary pulled away she said to Jace, "Jace, I'm ready." Jace looked at Clary, he whispered, "Are you sure Clary?" Rather than answer with words Clary took his face into her hands and kissed with all the passion and love she had for her shadowhunter. Jace pulled away and chuckled lightly saying, "I'll take that as a yes then." Clary led Jace down the stairs of the greenhouse, and to her bedroom as she reached out to open the door she look over at Jace, and saw a hint of mischief in his eyes. Before she had much time to register that Jace was saying, "I am to assume that this time I won't be finding Simon stowed away in your room." Clary hit him lightly on the shoulder, and opened the door. As soon as the door swung shut on its hinges Jace pressed Clary against said door and kissed her with fervent pressure. She moaned slightly, and tugged at Jaces shirt bringing it up and over his head. His hands roamed downwards and traced Clary's petite figure. Stooping slightly he lifted Clary who wrapped her legs around his waist. He carried her to the bed lips never leaving her mouth. He carefully set Clary down on the bed and looked at her and whispered to her, "Clary are you-". Clary cut him off a looked at him with eyes filled with both love and lust, "Don't ask me again Jace." He smiled slightly kissing her lightly on her lips his tongue exploring her familiar mouth. This time his hands traveled south with a better purpose which was taking off Clary's shirt. He moved his head lower and pushed her shirt up slightly, kissing her with every push of her shirt. Clary arched her back as he slid her shirt off. Jace took this chance to unhook her bra, which he couldn't help but notice was a black satin and lace masterpiece. He looked from the bra to Clary, and said mischievously, "Someone planned ahead." Clary blushing slightly let him remove the bra from her. He lick his way down between her breasts, and kneaded one with his hand, Clary let out a titillating moan, and Jace felt himself get really hard really fast. He began to work his way down he felt Clary shiver when he kissed along the waistband of her skirt. He slid it off slowly and took in the matching black lace thong, which he promptly removed. He looked up at her and she nodded slightly and he started. His hands work her lower regions with great care working her slowly, but thoroughly. Jace was rewarded for his labor by the moans and shouts of his name. He felt Clary wind her hands through his hair and pulled him up to her face. She kissed him with newfound confidence and need. She pulled away slightly and whispered to Jace, "I want you right now." Jace nodded and removed his jeans, a great relief what with his erection, and his boxers. He lined himself up and entered her slowly and gasped slightly as he entered. He did what he could to ease her pain distracting her slightly with kisses and well placed touches, but she still closed her eyes in pain. A few tears slid down her red cheeks, and he kissed them away. Her eyes slowly opened and her cheeks were less red, so Jace knew he could continue. Pushing into her harder he made her gasp aloud, but this time in pleasure not pain, with laboured breathing Clary cried out, "Harder Jace, harder." He pumped into her, his hips and hers moving in harmony. He felt a release coming, and he said, "Fuck CLARY" with it turning into a scream. She arched her back and screamed out his name this time, and they both rode out their orgasms together. His arms buckled and he collapsed on top of her. He pulled himself out and rolled to the side. Taking Clary in his arms saying, "I love you Clary, more than anything."