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Jace

I licked her lower lip and she gave me entrance immediately, I lay on top of her, her knees apart so that I fit between her, I trailed my hands up her hips and arms until they were cupping her face.

"Tell me you forgive me"

"There's nothing to forgive"

I pulled back a little, so that I could look at her. Her priceless emerald eyes were more vibrant than ever, her curled copper hair was splayed mesmerizingly around her head like a halo, her cheeks were flushed, she looked up at me adoringly and my heart destroyed itself. I couldn't do this to her, I couldn't let her love me. She deserved so much better than me, she deserved so much more than I could give her, I'd only hurt her. I stroked her hair.

"Clary" I said quietly. She must've noticed the worry in my tone because she propped herself up on her elbows, she placed a thumb on my cheekbone.

"What is it? What's wrong?" She asked her eyes still full of love and affection, I looked into them deeply, and she blinked and looked at the pristine white duvet.

"Maybe this isn't a good idea" I said, willing her to look at me, she didn't, she kept her eyes trained onto the duvet.

"I thought you said you loved me?" she questioned meekly; I saw hurt and betrayal flash across her down cast eyes.

"Look at me Clary" She didn't move. I reached under her chin and tilted her head so that she looked at me directly, her eyes shone with tears that were threatening to spill. My heart shattered.

"Of course I love you, I'll always love you" I say, pained.

"Then why wouldn't this be a good idea?" she questions, her bottom lip pouting slightly, although I don't think she means to do it. I want to bite it.

"I...I never want to hurt you Clary, and I would do everything in my power to make sure that doesn't happen, but some things aren't in my power, what happens if I go into battle and don't return? What happens if you go into battle and never come back to me? If we allow ourselves to act on our feelings then we're just investing in our own demise"

She frowns a little, "You're right" she says, "We'd be risking too much, we both know how dangerous things can get, especially with those who are still loyal to Valentine around, there's no point in acting like we lead mundane lives. It'll be better if we go our own ways, settle down with people who don't know our pasts, fall in love, get married, have children. I could move away, we'd never have to see each other again"

Hundreds of different images assault me; Clary getting married, Clary with children and a husband, Clary in a little house far from here, far from me.

Was she toying with me? Was she really about to agree with me as fast as that? I'd expected a fight of some sort at least. My whole being ached when I imagined never seeing Clary again, when I imagined never making her blush or smile or frown again.

"Is that what you want?" I ask, dreading the answer.

She shuffles backwards so that we're not touching at all, her face glows with anger.

"Of course it's not what I want. I love you Jace, I want to be with you. You're being utterly ridiculous; you can't wrap me in cotton wool. I know that things don't always go how we might want them to but that doesn't mean you block yourself from anything and everything that matters to you. This 'to love is to destroy' crap is really pissing me off"

I let out a sigh and smile. She was right; this was a risk worth taking.

"You're sure you want to be with me?" I ask with a smirk

"Well, I don't know, it depends" she said with faux nonchalance, stretching her hand and glancing at her finger tips.

I took her hand "Depends on what?" I ask suggestively, she watches me with curiosity as I slowly bring her hand to my lips, it was such a small gesture but my lips were burning where they'd touched her soft skin. The only light in the room was emanating from a small golden lamp.

Her eyes darkened, I chuckled softly, glad that I had the same effect on her that she had on me. Her copper hair was sexy and wild around her head, making her look almost animalistic. I groaned inwardly. The things I wanted to do to her...

I leaned forward and brushed my lips against hers experimentally, enjoying the rush of electricity and heat that her touch brought me; I nipped her lower lip and then kissed her chin, then her neck and then her collar bone.

"Depends on how I'm feeling about it tomorrow" she answered me softly. I lifted my head to look at her and she brought her lips to mine and enveloped me in a kiss.

I lay us down again so that I was in between her legs like I had been before, I gripped her hips and she tugged at my hair fiercely. Her mouth moulded into mine over and over, the heat between us intensifying increasingly.

Clary

By the Angel he was a damn good kisser. His thumbs traced circles on my hips and his finger tips just skirted below the small of my back, onto my ass, he dug in earning a small moan from me. I moved my hips in small, rhythmic circular motions while simultaneously pulling at his golden curls. We were only kissing and I already felt like I was losing control. He groaned as I slowed down the grinding and made them more purposeful. He pulled away from our kiss and placed his lips onto my jaw line he sucked and kissed his way slowly across to my ear, he tugged at my lobe between his teeth and then sucked deliciously at the sweet spot behind my ear. I sighed with pleasure. His hands released my hips and travelled upwards on top of the shirt of his that I had on. They inched up, agonisingly slowly as his mouth made its way to my bared shoulder, he sucked ferociously. I moaned, knowing it would leave a mark, but the heat of the moment made it impossible for me to care. I arched my back up suddenly, something coiled in my abdomen, Jace's artistic hands had found my breasts, he groped me and rubbed his fingers across my hardened nipples making me shiver, the only thing that separated his finger tips from my skin was his t-shirt. The realisation dawned on me quite suddenly, I blushed furiously, Jace must've realised too because he pulled away from my shoulder and looked at me with wonder.

"Clary, are you wearing a bra?" he asked

I shook my head shyly; "N-No" I felt my blush deepen

"Are- are you wearing anything under my t-shirt?" he asked, his eyes were almost completely black.

My face burned "No" I answered again.

Jace's breathing hitched. "Fuck" he breathed, his eyes by now were completely consumed by a blackness that only made me want him more.

"Fuck" he growled again before pressing his lips to mine again with even more heat than ever before, his hard on pressed into the middle of my legs, where I was burning most. Jace's hands reached under the shirt I was wearing and he gripped my thighs. His hands inched upwards until they were beneath my belly button, dangerously close to where I needed him most. I moaned as his hands travelled upwards and his fingers brushed softly against my erect nipples, he rubbed them slowly between his thumb and finger eliciting deep moans from my throat.

I ground desperately into his erection now, my insides were burning, I needed something, but I didn't know what. I pulled away from the kiss and bit down onto Jace's neck and sucked as hard as I could, he groaned loudly. I unbuttoned his shirt and he peeled it off and threw it onto the floor beside us. He pulled the neckline of the shirt I was wearing and exposed my breasts to him.

"Fuck, Clary, you're beautiful"

My hands explored his back and then his chest; they travelled lower, following the path of golden hair, tracing every dip and curve of muscle. I popped open his trouser button and tugged down, closing my eyes and arching upwards as Jace closed his mouth around one of my nipples and sucked, making it harder than before, and then kicked his trousers off. His mouth was enclosing my other nipple and sucking, he moved his tongue around it.

I moaned loudly and dug my fingers into his arms, causing him to growl. I flipped us over, the neckline of Jace's shirt was completely stretched out and my arms had slipped out of it, the only thing it covered now was my middle. I straddled Jace and kissed him languorously, I broke away and sucked my way down his throat and to his nipple, and I sucked and licked each of them making him groan out. All the while I continued to grind down into him. His fingers slipped beneath the t-shirt and dug into my ass, touching and feeling me there, rubbing slow, deliberate circles.

"Clary. Fuck Clary we need to stop" he said in a husky voice. "I don't think I'll be able to take much more of this"

To be continued

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