This Night Belongs to Us

Clary walks up to Jace's door at the Institute, hesitating before knocking. They had just gotten into a huge fight, and Clary just wanted so badly to apologize. But would Jace want to see her? Clary shakes her head at the thought. Of course he'd want to see her. He probably wanted to apologize as well. But Clary honestly didn't know what to expect. Jace could be even angrier than he's ever been in any of their fights. And that scared Clary. Her hand hovers in front of his door, about to knock when it swings open, an angry looking Jace on the other side. Clary suddenly feels small, weak, and tiny compared to the fuming Jace standing before her.

"Uh..." Clary trails off, she had lost all trail of thought and felt clueless as to what she was going to say.

"What do you want?" Jace snaps. "I'm pretty sure I made it clear that I didn't want to talk to you for a while."

"Yeah.. I- I know, Jace." Clary stumbles over her words. "I feel terrible and-"

"And what? You wish the argument never happened and that I'll be all lovey dovey with you again? It's not that easy, Clary." Jace snarls, practically spitting venom at Clary with every word he says. Clary feels on the verge of crying, then a wave of anger and frustration washes over her. She would not let Jace make her feel like she was small, weak, and helpless. She was Clarissa Morgenstern, and he would not treat her this way. Clary's face turns a dark crimson and she pokes Jace hard in the chest.

"Listen here, Jace!" She shouts, walking in and slamming the door, fire in her gaze. "You're not going to treat me like I'm some piece of shit on your floor! You've been doing this for the past WEEK and I'm SICK OF IT!" Clary was fuming now, and Jace gulps, a look of fear quickly passing in his gaze before it turns to pure anger.

"Clary, I will do what I want with you! I was protecting you!"

"I don't need protecting! Don't you get it!?" Clary's voice was a shout, and she was sure all the others could hear their heated argument. "I'm not a freaking child! Now stop treating me like one!" Clary pushes Jace, wishing she could just punch him till he bleeds and begs for mercy. Feeling angry, Clary pushes Jace roughly against the wall and crushes her lips to his. This wasn't a loving kiss, it was an angry kiss. Clary pushes her tongue in Jace's mouth, gripping his hair tight and pressing her body up against him. Her lips moved rough over his and she breaks the kiss. "I'm done." She says. "Until you decide that I'm not your little toy and that you can't protect me forever, I'm done." The words come out of Clary's mouth before she can stop them, but she doesn't regret them. The look in Jace's eyes is shock and desire, he wanted Clary and felt horrible for the way he'd treated her. Clary turns around to leave the room when he grabs her by the wrist and crushes his plump lips to hers. She gasps under his lips but kisses back, looping her arms around his neck as he moves to pin Clary against the wood board of his bed. Clary groans against his mouth, nibbling on his bottom lip. Jace licks her bottom lip, asking for entrance, which she grants. Jace's hands roam Clary's body and grip her thighs as she wraps her legs around his waist and their tongues do a tango. He pulls away, stroking a lock of Clary's red curls behind her ear.

"Clary, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have treated you the way I did, and I'm sorry." Jace tells her genuinely, a look of desire, love, lust and truth in his eyes.

"I forgive you. This whole argument wasn't entirely your fault." Clary whispers back. "And I'm sorry."

"No apology needed. I love you."

"I love you, too." Clary smiles and fits her lips back to Jace's, bringing them into a more slow and gentle kiss. Jace breaks away, staring into her emerald green orbs.

"This Night belongs to us."