Clary felt warm, strong hand caressing her back and smiled. How could she not it was Christmas morning, and she was sharing a bed with her wonderful boyfriend; the exact same boyfriend that she had spent the last 2 years of her live with.

"Good morning, beautiful." Jace whispered in her ear, his lips grazing hers ever so lightly. She giggled and rolled over.

"Well good morning to you too, handsome." she smiled "did you sleep well?" She asked, enjoying the view of his naked chest and wild lion like hair.

"As a matter of fact I did, even though it got a little late last night" he smirked, his eyes glistening with an unknown emotion.

Clary smile got even bigger, the flashes from last night showing up behind her eyes. Their very long night together: in bed. Clary could feel her cheeks starting to blush, it had been a good night, even if they hadn't slept that much.

Jace noticed her smile; he reached out and pulled her to him.

"So my love, what are we up to today?" he asked, trailing kisses from her cheek to her mouth and back again.

"Well for starts it is the 25th of December," Clary said, trying hard not to get distracted by his lips "you know; Christmas morning?!"

"Hmmm..." Jace said, not at all sounding like he was paying attention.

"…and tonight we are having dinner with Simon, Isabelle, Jordan and Maia."

"Mmm..." Jace's hand had somehow ended up between her legs, and Clary could feel his long piano fingers on her very sensitive skin.

"Jace please don't," it would have sounded convincing if she hadn't moaned afterwards.

"What..?" he breathed, his lips finding hers.

"Not now, please...?" it came out as a question, and Clary hated herself for sounding so unsure.

"...why?" Jace asked, smiling against her lips.

"because..." once again a moan escaped her lips "it...is...Christmas..." well at least she managed to say it. She deserved a medal or something, since it wasn't everyone who would or could manage to say something, when Jace Herondale was doing very naughty M-rated stuff to you.

"so... I thought that morning sex was a very good wake-up call on a Christmas morning... actually I think that morning sex is a good wake-up call every morning but you know..." he said, before he slowly kissed his way down her throat.

"But... we got a Christmas tree..." she gasped, wow, that boy could really work some magic on her body. "Jace...under that tree...I WANT MY PRESENT. "

Okay, so maybe she said the last part a little loud but come on, she wanted her Christmas present she had waited so long, and she also wanted to see Jace's face when he opened his. But now, the only morning where it was allowed to see what was inside the sparkly paper and beautiful bows, Jace wanted sex. Not that she didn't like having it with him, but it was only Christmas once a year and they had sex like...well it was definitely more than once a year, a week and sometimes (okay most times) more times a day.

Jace had stopped, and looked at her, his eyes a dark gold.

"what if I gave you one of your present now, and then you wait till we are done here, before you get the rest." he raised an eyebrow at her, waiting for her answer.

"but I want to see you open your presents too, you know Christmas is about giving and not expecting anything in return." she said, sounding only a little desperate.

Jace just smiled. "It sure sounded like that."

Clary crossed her arms across her chest, giving Jace the evil eye. But Jace just kept on smiling.

"Besides, " he said "I can be a very patient boy, and who says that I don't get anything...but you know if you really wanted to give me something then I am sure, we could figure something out." he said while his gaze traveled up and down her body.

"Fine," Clary said, secretly glad that they would finish; she could feel the need between her legs.

Jace pulled a little box, form his nightstand, and Clary could feel her eyes getting big, the gift looked exactly like a ring box.

"You know," Jace said, the atmosphere changing to something else, something with a lot more love, rather than lust. "I have been carrying this around for a month now, just waiting for the right moment, and here we are completely naked and you all commanding and inpatient, and somehow, for some reason, I'm doing this now. And I would go down on one knee, but you hate clichés..." Clary was now sitting up her eyes big and her heart beating like a butterfly's wings: was this really happening?

Jace took a deep breath, before he looked her straight in the eye. "I love you Clary, now and forever, in this life and the next. If there is a life after we are finished here, because I will love you there too. You mean the world to me Clarissa fray...you are my world." Clary could feel a tear rolling down her cheek, it was a happy tear. Jace had never been the touchy feely person, but now suddenly he had turned in to one.

"Clarissa Adele Fray, will you marry me?" he asked, opening the little box.

Inside was a ring, the most beautiful ring Clary had ever seen. It was a present that definitely made up for all the other presents, because now she could die happy.

so hey people, i hope you all had a lovely holiday (i did) so this wasn't the real chapter, but hey it is Christmas so we all deserve some happiness even Jace and Clary! hope you all enjoyed the chapter, i kept the m-rated stuff to a minimum.

see you all next time (hopefully before new years)
until then

BYE

Eva