Okay, so it's been months since I updated. I'm the biggest asshole in the world. I'm so sorry, but honestly, first term of my first year of college and it was so different and draining I just couldn't write. I'm sorry :( But yay! Happy holidays :) I made time to update! And I'm so glad about the response for the last chapter, glad you see you guys so excited! Here is the chapter you've been waiting for! I don't think it's much quality wise to be honest, but I just wanted to get something out to you guys for waiting for so so long.
Lots of Clace cuteness and sexiness in this one. ENJOY :D
Professor Herondale
Chapter 6
For the past few weeks I ended up home in a daze because of Jace Herondale. I don't think he truly had any idea of what he was doing to me. But tonight…wow. The way he had touched me and what he did with his fingers? Damn. My skin flushed as I remembered that particular moment. I can't believe we had actually done that. In a club, with other people around! At least no one could see what he was doing to me. I hadn't told Isabelle or Jordan what happened between Jace and me when I got back to them. I just said we had a talk and we were going to try to sort things out. It didn't look like they believed me but whatever. I wasn't going to spill my guts just yet. Since Jordan was only in town for a few days he would be sleeping on the couch in our apartment. As we headed into our apartment we were all exhausted so we decided to go to our own rooms and get some sleep. Well, Jordan and Isabelle would get some sleep. I planned on talking to Jace.
I logged on to my laptop and saw that there was already an email in my inbox. Yay. I read it fairly quickly, he had given me his number because he didn't want to waste time typing and waiting for a response when he could hear my voice. Aww. As soon I was tucked into bed and had done my bathroom ritual I put his number into my phone and called him. As the rings went along my heart started beating faster.
"Hello?" Jace answered.
"Hey, Jace. It's me. Clary." I said softly.
"Sweetheart." He sighed serenely.
"Hey."
"I think you already said that." Jace chuckled.
"Well all you said was sweetheart. That doesn't give me a lot to go off with." I mumbled.
I loved the way his deep sleepy laugh sounded in my ear. I wish I could hear it with him actually sleeping next to me, not in his own home across town god knows where.
"Sorry sweetheart." He teased, and then went silent for a minute. "So…how do you feel about what happened earlier at the club? It was kind of a whirlwind. Are you okay?"
"Yes Jace I'm okay." I smiled dreamily, even though he couldn't see it. "As you heard I wasn't complaining."
"Yeah you definitely weren't. So we're really doing this, huh?" Jace said with disbelief.
"Yes, we are." Shit we really were. We were actually going to embark on a secret teacher student relationship.
"We're going to have to keep it a secret you know?" Jace said quickly. "But have you told anyone?"
"Uuumm…" Shit! Shit! Was I going to force him to end this before we even started anything?
"It's okay if you have." He said softly. "Just tell me who and you know…whether we can trust them or not."
"Only Isabelle and Jordan know."
"So your best friend and Jordan? Let me guess…the guy at the club?" Jace asked.
"You're right Professor. We can trust them. Isabelle is family and so is Jordan. We've all known each other since we were kids. Jordan actually called me a badass when I told him about the email and everything." I blushed.
"Yeah. That took some real guts. I can't imagine ever propositioning my professor." He teased. Once again.
"Whatever! If I hadn't we wouldn't be here right now." Clary pointed out.
"That's very true. I'm really sorry about what I said about your email. I didn't really want to say that stuff." He said apologetically
"I know. It's okay. I realized." I said understandingly.
"Damn I miss you. I want to be there with you right now." Jace said sadly.
"Me too. If you want…you could come over?" I said, wincing, hoping I didn't come off too desperate.
"You really want me there? I can be there in twenty minutes! If that's what you want, of course." He mumbled nervously. I guess I weren't the only one who was feeling desperate.
"Yes! Please. Do you remember where I live?" I asked.
"Like I could forget." He laughed.
"Okay. I'm gonna hang up now." I whispered.
"Okay sweetheart." I hung up.
Then commenced the longest twenty minutes of my life. I quickly scooted off my bed and turned on the light to see if I looked okay. I untied my hair and shook it out to fall over my shoulders. My sleep shorts and tank top looked hot. Meh. I was presentable enough. I swiped some lotion on my legs and face, trying to make my skin look smooth. Don't judge me. What if I get laid? Unlikely, however. My phone beeped as a text from Jace told me he was waiting outside my door.
I tiptoed swiftly from my room to the door and dragged him into my apartment.
"Easy there tiger!" he chuckled.
"Ssh. We don't want to wake Isabelle. Tiptoe to my room." I told him.
We both stealthily snuck to my room and I closed the door behind me, leaving the light on the dim setting.
I leaned against the door as he took a seat on the edge of my bed, facing me. I took a proper look at him since it was too dark when I was dragging him throughout the apartment. He had jogging bottoms and a loose gym t-shirt on. His hair was sexy messy and he looked tired. He had on squeaky trainers and that's when I realized.
"Oh shit." I face-palmed.
"What? What happened?" he narrowed his eyebrows at me.
"I just realized Jordan was on the couch that we walked past on the way to my room." I let out an unbelievable chuckle and Jace snickered. "I don't know if he was awake or not. I hope he was asleep and didn't wake up from our noise." I blushed slightly.
"Well he knows about us anyway so I guess it's not a big deal." He said, running a hand through his hair. "So why don't you relax and come sit beside me on this very soft bed?"
"I guess I could do that." But instead of sitting beside him, I sat in his lap and laid a hand on his chest, pushing him back on to my mattress.
"Well hello there." Jace smirked, while putting his hand behind his head, clearly getting comfortable.
"Hi." I murmured softly. "How you doing?"
"Doing way better than I should be to be honest. Got the girl I've wanted for a while right in my lap. Couldn't ask for much more." He slid his hands to my hips, situating me more comfortably on his lap.
I leaned forward and tucked my head into his shoulder.
"You okay?" He asked worriedly, bringing a hand to hold the back of my head and pull me in closer.
"Yeah, I'm okay, it's just for the past few weeks I've had a ball of anxiety and stress inside me but now I'm adjusting to it being gone, although there's another type of anxiety to be taken into consideration now." I laughed softly. "Sorry, it's just today has been a bit of a whirlwind of crazy and it's just settling in my head now that this is real."
"I'm sorry for putting that anxiety and stress on you." He whispered in my ear. He turned us around onto his side, still holding me close to him and pulled the blanket over us.
"It's not your fault, you were just doing what you thought was right. It was my mistake, we could have waited till the year ended but I got impatient."
"I'm glad you did babe." He rubbed his hand up and down my thigh when he noticed me shivering. "We're going to be okay now. We'll work it out."
"I know we will." I said as I snuggled in closer. "This is nice, being able to cuddle with my professor."
I felt his chest vibrate beneath me as he laughed. "Lucky for you, you're the only one who gets special one to one study lesson that include cuddling."
"Oh, this is a one to one study lesson, huh? What exactly am I learning?" I asked him.
"How to please me." He grinned.
"Oh, no, I don't think I care much for that type of lesson." I stifled my laughter.
"Hey!" he scowled. "You could learn a lot from it."
"Nothing valuable though." I grinned at him.
"If that's how you see it." He gave me a devilish look and then caged me with an arm either side of my head. And then he started tickling me. I laughed, screamed and tried to retaliate but he just wouldn't let up.
"Please, please stop! I'm going to pee myself. I don't want to pee myself in front of my professor." I pleaded, laughing my butt off.
"Fine! Fine. Have you learnt your lesson though?" he asked.
"Obviously…not to mess with you!" I laughed gleefully. I hadn't been this happy in a long time.
"You're so adorable. Not what I expected when I first saw you, the quiet girl who was too shy at first to express her opinions." He whispered, lying over me, holding himself up on one elbow.
"Well you're not what I expected as a teacher." I replied.
"Oh yeah? What were you expecting?"
"A stiff old man who only likes to do crossword puzzles."
"Hey! I like crossword puzzles," he scowled. "They're not only for old men."
I giggled as I pushed the hair that had fallen into his eyes back into place. I let my fingers linger in his hair, stroking it softly.
"Whatever old man." I mumbled.
"I'm a young professor, okay?" He pouted. "I'm hip and cool. I still listen to dubstep and go clubbing."
"Oh my God." I groaned. "Get out of my bed."
"You'd have to drag me out of here." He frowned.
"I don't really want you to leave anyway." I smiled at him.
"Good."
He dropped his elbow and scooted in beside me. I felt him against the length of my body. Face to chest. Stomach to stomach. Hips to hips. Thighs to thighs. It felt good. Too good. I wrapped my arms around his waist and hooked my leg up on his hip. He held onto my hips.
"Mmmhm." He mumbled.
"What?"
"Nothing." He said, snuggling in close. "You just feel good."
"So do you."
"Go to sleep now Clary. You've had a long day. Goodnight sweetheart." He kissed my forehead and that's the last thing I remembered before dozing off into the best sleep I'd had in years.
When I woke up the sun was shining through my curtain and irritating the hell out of me. I turned away to shield my eyes from the source of agony and banged my nose into soft cotton covering hard muscle.
"Hello there." A deep sleepy voice spoke from above me.
"Jace. You're still here." I mumbled.
"Hmm yeah. I wasn't just gonna leave while you slept, plus I didn't really want to leave anyway." He yawned. "None of your roommates have woken up yet. I can leave now-before they wake up, if you want?" he asked timidly.
"Well it's a Saturday so you can definitely stay…if you want to of course. If you're uncomfortable being around Isabelle and Jordan."
"No, I want to stay. It's okay if they know I stayed the night. They already know there's something going on between us and if they didn't hear us last night with all the laughing then they're deaf."
"I guess so." I laughed nervously.
He sat up in the bed and stretched. I think I drooled when his t-shirt lifted up to reveal the slice of skin, giving me a glimpse of his hip bones. Uuuh, those are the hottest things ever.
"You're staring, Fray." He raised an eyebrow at me, giving me a cocky smile.
"Sorry." I blushed.
"It's okay." He brushed the skin of my lip with his thumb. "Let me just get that bit of drool."
"Oh get off!" I shoved at him playfully.
"Oh my! I'm so offended." He joked dramatically.
"You should be. You're really not that pretty." I giggled.
"That's it. I'm so leaving!" Jace sniffed condescendingly and left the room, slamming the door closed behind dramatically.
"Hey!" I laughed, running for the door and chasing after him.
Jace
I slammed the door closed and ran, not really knowing where I was heading until I banged into a table. I should have learned her apartment before trying to run around in it.
"Well, hello Jace." I turned around to see Isabelle sitting at a breakfast counter with Jordan. They appraised my sleepy messed up hair and wrinkled clothing. "Did you have a fun night with Clary?" she asked.
"Yeah…it was fine." I mumbled, running a hand through my hair. "I didn't hear you guys from Clary's room. I thought you were still sleeping."
They just gave me a funny look.
"There you are!" Clary yelled as she ran up behind me, but then came to a standstill when she saw Isabelle and Jordan behind me. "Oh hey guuuys. What's for breakfast?"
"We made pancakes." Jordan raised an eyebrow at us. "Come join us?"
Clary and I awkwardly walked towards the breakfast counter and took a seat next to each other. We put some pancakes on our plates and started to eat. I could tell instantly this was going to be awkward. How exactly do you address the friends of the student you are seeing and hopefully will be banging in the future?
"So…this is awkward." Isabelle said, taking a big bite out of her pancake. Jordan just smirked.
"Yeah, not often do I spend breakfast with a professor and the student he's banging." Jordan pointed out.
"Hey!" Clary yelled, narrowing her eyes at him. "There is no banging happening."
Not yet.
"Not yet." Isabelle mumbled while she chewed. Me and her thought alike.
"God, you're so embarrassing." Clary groaned, dropping her head into her hands.
"It's okay Clary." I chuckled and rubbed her leg under the table, trying to diffuse the awkward tension.
"To be honest I think it's really hot. I've always wanted to get it on with a teacher. I'm jealous Clary. I wish I had your guts." Jordan shrugged.
"I'm glad she did it." I smirked, causing Isabelle and Jordan to laugh and Clary to narrow her eyes at me.
"I bet you are. Just don't hurt my girl, okay? I'll stab your hands to the table and you'll never draw anything again." Isabelle threatened pointing her fork at me.
Now I understood what this was. They were trying to give me the third degree slyly. They'd known I had made Clary upset over the past few weeks, which technically was my own fault, so I had to deal with them being wary of me now.
"I got the message. I won't hurt her Isabelle. Don't worry." I looked over at Clary and gave her a reassuring smile. She gave me one back. We would be ok.
I was her professor. She was my student. We hopefully wouldn't hurt each other, but there were strong chances that other outside forces would.
"That's good." Isabelle said warily. "So what do the two of you have planned for the rest of the day?"
Me and Clary looked over at each other. We hadn't exactly gotten to this part.
"We can't go out in public Jace…" Clary bit her lip apologetically, like she was worried I'd get upset with her. I wasn't upset with her though. Maybe with the fact we had to hide our relationship, but not her. Never her, just our circumstances.
"I know." I smiled at her, letting her know it was okay.
"How about we just stay in bed and watch Netflix all day?" she said, giving me a cheeky grin.
"I'm sure he would loooove that." Jordan said, rolling his eyes.
"Oh shut up." Clary scowled at him.
"Yeah we can do that. I so need to brush my teeth though." I mentioned.
"We have spare toothbrushes under the sink in the bathroom, don't worry." Clary smiled, leaning her head on my shoulder.
We finished our breakfast and put our dishes in the sink. Clary pointed out the bathroom to me and I went to wash up while she headed back into this room. Once I finished I headed back to Clary's room but was stopped on the way as Jordan grabbed my arm.
"Hey dude, I know out there was all jokes but being serious now, don't break Clary's heart okay?" he said earnestly, no emotion on his face. "Her brother asked me to make sure she was okay while he was gone so if you hurt her, I will kick your ass and I'm sure her brother wouldn't mind coming home to kick your ass too."
"I got it Jordan. Don't worry. I won't break her heart." I said softly.
"Good." He gave me a small smile. "That's all." And he walked away.
I opened the door to Clary's room and stepped inside. She was leaned up against a pillow with a pad and pencil in her hand.
"What you drawing there, sweetheart?" I asked her.
"Nothing yet, I was just moving my stuff around, but now that you're here…pose!" She said sternly, pointing at the end of her bed.
"What kind of pose?" I chuckled as I stood in front of her bed.
"I don't know." She shrugged. "Something sexy."
"Sexy, eh?" I winked at her. "Guess I should take my clothes off."
"Go for it. This will be good practice for my final piece for class." She raised an eyebrow at me.
"What was your final piece going to be anyway?" I asked as I pulled my t-shirt off.
"Uuumm…" She hesitated, twisting her bottom lip, blushing slightly.
"It was me, wasn't it? Were you going to draw me?"
"Yeaaah..." She mumbled nervously. God damn she was so cute.
"I remember your idea was a man covered in fire though…should I be worried?"
"No! You don't need to worry, but I don't want to tell you my idea just yet; I want it to be a surprise."
"Okay then."
"The jogging bottoms need to come off too." Clary smirked at me.
"If you say so. Don't attack me when I do." I said.
"Oh I will take much effort not to, I assure you." She said dryly.
I pulled my bottoms off and put them to the side. We both kind of stared at each other. She was in a pair of sexy sleep shorts and a tank top and even though I tried really hard not to notice, I could see her nipples poking through the soft cotton. God if I could just climb over the bed and pull her towards me. I'd rub my thumb against her nipple and lick her through her tank top till she was wet and panting on my thigh. Shit, all I was wearing was my boxer shorts. I needed to stop thinking about her like this otherwise I was going to get an awkward hard on in front of her. There wasn't much separating us from being completely naked.
"So uh, how should I pose, seriously?" I coughed, trying to diffuse the sexual tension.
She looked me down, slowly, and carefully back up. "Just relax. Whatever pose you want."
I moved towards the chair next to her bedside and sat down so I was closer to her. I leaned my head against the top of the chair and sat so my legs were wide. I rested my hands loosely on the arms of the chairs. I closed my eyes. Two minutes passed and I still didn't hear the rustle of a pencil against paper. I opened one eye and saw that she was still staring; more specifically, she was staring at my crotch.
"Clary, are you going to keep staring at my crotch or will you draw at some point?" I smirked.
She gasped as she looked up at my face. "I'm sorry; you're just really distractingly hot."
I grinned at her.
She grinned back. "I'll start now."
"You do that babe." I murmured.
I closed my eyes and finally heard the rustling of the pencil and paper. I started to feel myself doze of as the time passed. This was comfortable. I wasn't used to being on the other side of the pad. I'm ashamed to admit my fantasies turned slightly rated 18 and I had to shift covertly to hide the slight action I had going on down there. After the longest of time Clary finally spoke.
"I'm done Jace." Clary announced.
"Thank God, I was falling asleep." I yawned.
"Sorry." She blushed.
"It's okay, I know art takes time." I smiled gently at her. "Can I see it?"
"Sure. Just don't judge it as a teacher okay, Mr. Herondale? Judge it as a normal person."
"Okay Miss Fray." I rolled my eyes at her.
She handed me the piece of paper and I stared at it. Wow. Throughout the year I had seen Clary's art improve but this was a really remarkable piece of work. All of my features were distinct and clear. Sometimes when people draw people they can look like someone else but this was exactly me. All of the details were all me. From each individual hair of my eyebrow to the one drop of water left on my hand to the individual lines on my stomach.
"Can I keep this?" I asked softly.
"Do you like it?" She asked shyly.
"I love it." I murmured, astonishment in my voice.
"I really glad you do." She wrung her hands together nervously.
"You want to feel how much I love it?"
"Sure…" she said apprehensively.
I grabbed her foot and dragged her towards me. Once her hips reached the end of the bed and her feet were on the floor I picked her up from her hips and dropped her onto my lap.
"Do you feel that?" I whispered in her ear.
"Oh yeah, I totally feel that." She whispered back, rocking her hips slightly into my cock.
"That's how much I love it baby." I lifted my hips up in short thrusts to meet up with hers.
"Ooh…that's nice…" she gasped, her eyelids falling.
"Just nice?" I asked.
The cotton of her sleep shorts was so thin; the friction of her against my boxers was getting me so hard. She rocked against the ridge of my cock like she owned it.
"Baby…" she moaned.
"Feel good?" I asked.
"Hmm," she murmured.
"This will feel better."
I stroked the side of her face with my hand and pulled her in close. I kissed her neck, her chin, her nose, around her lips and then pressed my lips against hers. They were soft, smooth and full. I parted her lips with mine and slid my tongue in to meet with her own wet tongue. We clung to each other's mouths. We stroke our tongues against each other. A long shudder went through me and I pulled her roughly into my chest. We tangled together, pulling and tugging at each other. I grabbed her ass and squeezed, causing her to gasp in my mouth. I groaned back, my voice tortured and tight. My cock throbbed harder against her clothed pussy. I moved one of my hands from her ass to her breast and rubbed against her nipple, feeling it harden under my thumb. I could barely catch my breath. I was doing this with my student. We both became eager as we felt the thrill and rush of having our lips on each other and our hands on our skin. She gasped into my mouth repeatedly, trailing her fingers down my chest.
"We…baby…we should stop." I panted against her lips.
"Why?" she whimpered against me.
"Let's take this slow okay? I want us to do this properly. I don't want it to be just sex, you know? And I don't want to feel like I'm pressuring you, since you're a virgin." It took every ounce of my strength to pull away from her.
"That's so sweet Jace. Thanks." She murmured into my neck.
"Not even a single problem sweetheart. How about you put some clothes on and I'll put my clothes back on and we can just watch movies on Netflix like you said earlier?" I ran my fingers through her hair.
"Okay Jace." She lifted herself off me and I put my clothes back on while she put on a pair of yoga pants and a long t-shirt. I kept my back to her while she changed though.
We sat on the bed and did as we said we would. We watched funny movies and ate junk food all day in bed. It was a great day. I guess it was easy when you hid your relationship behind doors and nothing could come between you because you literally didn't let outside forces in.
But all I could think was what would happen if and when the outside forces finally got in.
I guess we would have to wait and see.
AND THAT'S A WRAP. SORRY ONCE AGAIN GUYS.
I SUCK FOR TAKING FOREVER.
IF I DIDN'T HAVE EDUCATION AND PROBLEMS I SWEAR I WOULD WRITE FOR YOU GUYS ALL DAY.
LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH.
PLEASE FORGIVE ME.
HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS CHAPTER.
I GO BACK TO COLLEGE THIS MONDAY.
I CRY.
PRAY FOR ME XOXO.
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