The warmth on the back of her neck as Sebastian slowly pulled her into a kiss was unexpected but strangely delightful.
How could anything be wrong from someone so beautiful, said the bubbling feeling inside her head. The kisses were slow and soft. A nip of a lip gently between the other two. The sweep of a tongue across the edge of teeth. The parting, allowing access of the further regions of the mouth. The, at first lazy swirling of tongues and lips, and then gradually the more passionate play. From seemingly nowhere, a burst of desire and boldness shot through her body and Clary straddled Sebastian, hands in his hair while she kissed him deeper. He grabbed her and pulled her even closer towards him, their bodies clashing on the sofa. Clary broke the kiss and leaned her head back while Sebastian took the opportunity to kiss and run his teeth along her neck. Involuntarily a moan escaped her lips. Clary pulled her head back and was now looking at the collarbones peeking out from the neck of his shirt. His skin was lined with scars from Marks long since healed. Clary traced her fingers across the raised skin. The marks were swimming along the pond called Sebastian's skin. She traced the runes with her fingers down until they were hidden beneath his shirt. Sebastian, not taking his eyes off her, slowly raised his shirt above his head and discarded it on the floor beside the sofa. Clary continued her trail down his chest, his tight stomach, along his lower belly where a small trail of silvery-white hair disappeared into his pants. She stopped and looked back up at him. His gaze was dark though he made no move towards her. The faerie juice and the wine was singing in her veins. This all felt like a dream. She traced the runes back up his chest and stopped. There was one that had been traced several times over his heart.
It was more raised than the rest and looked like it was always battling to heal. Clary bent down a kissed the scared skin, thinking the irony of it tragic. Runes you carved into yourself to be protected and this one, it seemed, hurt the most and was the last to heal.
Sebastian's hands went to Clary's arms and she looked up at him questioningly.
"Let's go to another room, shall we?" His voice was husky and the sound of it made the hairs on Clary's neck stand but she only nodded.
He swept her up and brought her into a bedroom. Clary didn't look around so she didn't know which but didn't let her mind linger on the thought. Something was still troubling the back of her mind but it was too much to think about right now. Right now she was enjoying herself. The warmth in her veins making her forget everything but the moment at hand. Sebastian set her on her feet and Clary, feeling suddenly brave, began pulling her own shirt over her head, watching Sebastian as she did. Sebastian stared intently. She smoothed down the skin of her arms, enjoying the feeling. Sebastian sat on the bed and pulled Clary into his lap. She found herself drawn to his hair again.
"Clary?" He spoke into her chest.
"Hmm?" She replied, absently playing with his hair.
"We don't have to do anything if you don't want."
She was just about to reply that she wasn't even sure what he was talking about, that she felt so good and everything was so beautiful when something pressed on the inside of her thigh. Sebastian was tracing his hand on the inside of her leg. His fingers went higher until they found her center. He was rubbing circles on the outside of her jeans and a feeling like wildfire shot out from between her legs. Sebastian unbuttoned her jeans and tried to slip a hand inside but the way she was sitting on his lap made it increasingly hard to do so. He wrapped an arm around her back, keeping her body locked onto his, then turned and laid her on the bed. He pulled her jeans away leaving her in her bra and panties.
Clary giggled. "The ceiling is swirling!"
Sebastian kissed her forehead, her cheekbones, her lips, her throat moving down her body. He relieved her of her bra and kissed her exposed breasts. He trailed his teeth lightly over them. Clary inhaled sharply. Sebastian's other hand found it's way between her legs once more. He was moving in deliberate, slow circles on her panties until she started to move with his hand. His other hand traced her nipples interchangeably with his mouth. He slid his hand in her panties feeling the hot warmth of her beneath his fingers. Clary moaned again. Sebastian relieved her of her panties while lightly biting the inside of her thigh.
Her fingers in Sebastian's alabaster hair once again, she formed words, barely a whisper.
"Sebastian…ohhh…"
He brought his body back up to hers.
"Tell me you want it. We won't do it unless you want it, Clary. Say it."
Clary eyes were closed, enjoying the intense feelings but she managed a breathless reply. "I want it…"
Sebastian kicked his pants off and brought himself between her legs. She pulled his shoulders toward, loving the feeling of his body on hers, as they locked in a heated kiss. Clary felt Sebastian's length pressed against her inner leg. She arched her back towards him. He slid a hand between them and pushed a finger inside her. Clary gasped.
She felt him grin against her lips as he removed his finger and with a graceful, fluid motion entered her. Clary's head shot back in a moan. Sebastian cradled her neck and brought her face back to his. He was moving slowly, rhythmically. The fire was building inside her. Clary began to follow his lead and move her hips along with him. It was spectacular. Clary wrapped her legs around his back giving him deeper access to her. She fisted his hair as he began moving faster now, a thin veil of sweat starting to gleam on the two of them. Sebastian paused, took Clary's ankles and positioned them over his shoulders pushing down even farther into her. Clary gasped again feeling the full length of him. Sebastian was pumping again, faster now. More intensely. Clary heard herself cry out his name and was surprised at the sound that escaped her lips. She was feeling so incredibly good. Sebastian now had her feet over her head and was pounding into her hard and fast. Everything was building towards a massive crescendo. Sebastian gave a few last hard thrusts before loudly finishing, and emptying himself into her. He collapsed on top of her, still inside. Clary felt the excess leaking onto the bed beneath her. His hair looked almost translucent plastered to his face with sweat.
Sebastian propped himself up on his hands and looked down at her.
"You did much better that time." He grinned devilishly.
"Wha-" Was the intelligible reply Clary had to offer.
