Okay, some people are worried about this: There will be no Maxline sex happening. They're 14. Nope. Nope. Nope.

Also, today is my homebrew's birthday. Her name is rippingbutterflywings, and everyone should go read and review her stories because they're awesome, and she's awesome, and just do it. I honestly probably wouldn't be updating today if it weren't for her, so just doooo iiiiit. HAPPY FUCKING BIRTHDAY.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Mortal Instruments.

-Clary Fray-

"Jace, be quiet!" I whisper-yell, when Jace stumbles into something yet again. There are guards on the house, and we're not allowed out unsupervised. So... we're sneaking out, but we may be a teensy bit tipsy. Magnus just turned 21, and stocked us up on booze. We're not the sneakiest motherfuckers around, under the influence.

"You be quiet, Clary!" He slurs, loudly. We rush across the lawn, into the woods. He points further into the mesh of trees. "There's a lake through here."

"Are we swimming?"

Jace nods, dragging me toward the lake. "If you wanna." If I'm being honest, that isn't what I want to do. We're all alone, and we're a little bit drunk. We haven't had sex since we left Valentine's house, three weeks ago. To say I'm sexually frustrated would be an understatement. I stumble, tripping over something and fall to the ground. Jace laughs and sways before pulling me back up. "Careful, silly."

"Slow ya shit." I retort. "I have to run to keep up with you."

"I'm sorry. I'm just excited. Look at the way the stars reflect on the lake." He points in the direction we were running. I didn't realize we'd reached the lake already. It's only about twelve feel away.

"That's beauty-full." I slur. "Now take off your clothes. Please and thank you."

Jace grins. "You just want me for your body."

I shrug casually. "Right now, yeah."

"I'm okay with that." He fumbles with his belt, pulling it from the loops on his pants, before pulling me against his chest, and he kisses my forehead. I pull him closer, to cover his lips in heated kisses. Unzipping his jeans, yanking them down along with his boxers, just enough to release his length. I take him in my hand, and he lets out a deep sigh encouragingly. Jace tags at the hem of my shirt, and I let him pull it over my head. Fuck, it's cold.

My hands warily press into his newly bared chest, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath my fingertips.

-Valentine Morgenstern-

They're so oblivious to my presence, lingering along the treeline. Making love by the lake, professing their love to each other. This is what I wanted. Two out of three of my children have fallen in love with the partner I chose for them. They can be angry all they like, but they cannot deny that I was right about this. They are happy, all because of me. Sebastian is the only one left to find someone for.

I remember being 18, and in love. Jocelyn and I were so similar to the two of them. We couldn't keep our hands off of each other, after we got married at 18. We'd jump on each other anywhere, any time we were alone. I was madly in love with her, all the way up until the day I caught her in bed with Luke Graymark.

She left me shortly after, taking two of my children with her. She would have taken Sebastian as well, had I not gotten to him in time. Jocelyn was angry because I punished her for having an affair with my best friend. I killed her brother, and hung him from the rafters. For three days she and the children stayed with him in the basement. Perhaps the punishment was a bit extreme. I shouldn't have left the children down there as well, but I had to go to work, and I couldn't just leave them alone in the house.

Clarissa and Jace fall asleep together when they finish. I've been watching them for days, and they never knew it. I can't believe these morons truly believe they can keep my children away from me. They can't. Every time one of them steps outside, I see them. I'll take them back, once the opportunity presents itself. They're not safe, out in the world. My children are only safe with me, where they belong.

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-IWriteNaked