CHAPTER 4

***CLARY***

Clary walked inside her room and fell face first in the bed, absolutley exausted from training all day. Jace had insisted on pushing her to the absolute limit and she felt like her limbs were made of lead. Or jelly. Lead limb jelly.

As she was contemplating how horrible that would taste, Clary heard the door open, but didn't bother to move. They closed the door and sat beside her on the bed, "Hi Clary", Isabelle said.

"Mmfff"

"What?"

Clary turned her head to the side enough to say, "Go way. Tired"

"That is exactly why I am here", she proclaimed, "I have discovered something, and have decided to master it"

"What is it?", Clary asked despite knowing she was only encouraging her.

"Massage therapy!"

"What? You want to learn how to give someone a MASSAGE? Why?"

"Because! I saw the mundanes doing it and I thought, 'if they can do, why can't I?' I am going to master it!"

"Just like you mastered cooking", Clary mumbled under her breath.

"Watch it, Fray", Izzy growled.

"So what does this have to do with me?", Clary asked, wanting to get to sleeping.

"Well, I've taken a class or two on it, but havn't actually GIVEN a massage yet"

"And you want me to be your lab rat?"

"Please? I promise it won't be THAT bad"

"But I'm tired and I just got done training", Clary groaned.

"Exactly! Perfect time! Pleeeeeeeeease?"

Clary sighed dramatically, "Fiiiiiiiiinnnnnne"

Izzy grinned and clapped exitedly, "Yay! Lay down in the middle of the bed on your stomach and put your arms at your sides"

Clary did this, "You better not permamantly injure my back, Lightwood", she warned.

"Don't worry", Izzy said as she took off Clary's socks and shoes and straddled her back, "Ready?"

"Sure. By the way, why didn't you just offer a massage to Simon? I'm sure he'd be more... than... willing...", Clary trailed off as Isabelle started to work Clary's tensed muscles with her strong shadowhunter hands.

"Does that feel good?"

"Yeah..."

Izzy kneaded her shoulders and neck, working out cramps Clary didn't even know were there. Clary accidently let a small moan slip out of her. Izzy chuckled and Clary could preactically sense her smirk. She lightly smacked Isabelle's leg with her hand, which was almost completly pinned to her side, "Shut up"

After a little while, Izzy stopped and Clary made to get up, assuming she was done. Izzy gently but firmly pushed her back to the bed, "Where do you think your going? I'm far from done with you"

Clary shivered slightly and layed back down obediantly. Izzy grabbed the hem of her shirt and Clary jerked in surprise, "Izzy? What are yo-"

"Relax, Clary", Isabelle said, "It's part of the massage, trust me"

Clary reluctantly let the other girl slip her shirt off, then moving to her pants, taking them off as well. Clary turned bright red under Isabelle's intense stare she could feel drilling into her. Izzy's hands were back on her lower back, moving downward.

After those muscles had been effectivly rendered to jelly, Izzy grasped Clary's foot in her hand, kneading the muscles. Clary's light giggle turned into a soft moan. Her moans grew a little louder as Izzy worked her way up her leg, towards the junction between them.

Clary's breathing grew a little uneven as she neared her core, but just before she got there, she moved back to the begining of her other foot. "Am I good at this?", Isabelle asked.

"Fuck... yes", Clary managed.

Izzy's hands dissapeared for a moment, "I brought something for this", she popped the lid off something and Clary felt a thick, warm liquid pur onto her back. Isabelle rubbed the oil into Clary's back and legs, elicting a small moan from the redhead.

She flipped her over so that Clary was on her back, facing upward. She let her green eyes drift closed as Isabelle started on her stomach. "Mind if I take this off?", Isabelle murmered into her ear, fiddling with the hem of Clary's sports bra. She swallowed nervously and nodded. When it dissapeared, Clary tensed instinctivly, "Relax", Isabelle whispered. Clary opened her eyes to see Isabelle lean back up and take the bottle of massage oil and pour more onto Clary's stomach.

She rubbed it in, doing the same things to Clary's stomach as she had her back. Clary let her eyes close again and rolled her head back with a small sigh. Izzy's hands got closer to Clary's breasts and her hands enveloped them. Clary sucked in a breath and the other girl kneaded them. Clary noticed how they were a perfect handfull for Izzy, but though in general quickly flew out the window.

Isabelle chuckled at Clary's moan and she moved her hands back down the smaller girl's torso. Clary whimpered as the cool air hit her nipples, the oil making them hyper-sensetive and pebbled.

Izzy's hands continued there path downward untill she was met with Clary's soaked panties. "Wet are we?", Izzy smirked and rubbed her forcefullly.

Clary gasped and bucked her hips up. Izzy leaned down so she was just inches in front of Clary's face, green eyes locking with brown, "Tell me you want me", Isabelle murmered.

"I-I want you"

Isabelle crashed their lips together, tounges exploring. Clary arched her back so she was pressed agianst Izzy. The older girl parted their lips to move quickly down her body, ripping off Clary's ruined panties. Clary cried out in ectasy as Isabelle wasted no time, going down on Clary like a pro.

Clary's hips bucked as she withered under Isabelle, crying out her name. Before she could cum, Izzy moved back up her and placed her elbows on either side of Clary's head. Clary was about to protset when Izzy rolled her hips against her.

Eyes rolling up, Clary clung to Izzy with her arms wrapped around her back, mouths colliding again. Izzy gasped and moaned with Clary. Clary felt the coil in her stomach tighten as she dragged her nails down Izzy's back. The other girl hissed as she slammed her hips against Clary.

Clary's back arched as she cried out in pleasure, coming apart. Izzy moaned loudly as she collasped to the side of Clary. After a few moments of heavy breathing, Izzy lazily pressed her lips to Clary's, "That was one hell of a massage", Clary mumbled.