Sebastian POV
I've only been gone for a few days, but I can't help but worry about Clary. Part of me knows that she'll be alright, but the other part of me worries profusely. What if she's in danger? What if I can't make it back on time? What if…? I cannot keep up like this. I'll call when I finish this leg of the mission.
Simon POV
I cannot believe the words that just came out of her mouth. I know that I should ask her if she's sure. If this is really what she wants. But I'm terrified that she'll come to her senses. So I just shut my damned mouth, and nod at her.
We get up and leave the restaurant (thank you, Jace, for your donation). It takes us a little more than 15 minutes to make it to my place, and I worry the entire time. Izzy is silent, and I wonder if se is thinking that she made a mistake. I mean, I don't want her to feel pressured, but I also want her to know how much I want her. As we enter my apartment, I begin to feel kind of weird. My stomach clenches and it's like I'm having an adrenaline rush, but I know that I'm not because I don't get those anymore. It takes a moment to realize that I'm not thirsty; I'm horny. As fuck. I stop walking in the middle of the hall and Izz runs right into me.
"Shit, Simon," she mutters, "a little warning next time would be-"
I whirl around, and kiss her, effectively silencing her. When we finally come up for air (and for some reason, I needed it), I open my eyes and look at her; her eyes tell me to take her to bed. So I do.
Izzy POV
When I finally open my eyes after our kiss, I see everything I feel mirrored in Simon's eyes. He takes my hand and leads me to his bedroom.
As soon as we cross the threshold, I jump on him. I'm kissing him and his hands are under my shirt in a matter of seconds. Simon moans into my mouth as I stroke him through his pants. Suddenly, I have an idea. I drop to my knees and almost break the buckle of his belt trying to get it off of him.
"Isabelle," he begins, "are you sure you want to-" And then he's in my mouth. I feel him all the way at the back of my throat, but resist my urge to gag. I surprise myself by actually enjoying it. Every time I look up at Simon's face, I am reminded that he has come apart because of me.
Simon POV
Too soon. Izzy stands up too soon, but before I can even process my disappointment, she has her shirt off and then I can't think. I want to tell her how beautiful she is, but all intelligent thoughts are limited to uhhhhhhh. I pull her to the bed and before I can try and figure out what to do next, she has me on my back. My legs are open and hanging off of the bed with Izzy standing between them. I lift my hips so that she can get my pants and boxers off. When she finishes, I take my shirt off. So here I am, naked in front of a girl for the first time, and all she's taken off is her shirt. I sit up to see what she's doing just in time to watch her take off her pants and throw them into the pile of our clothes. She shimmies out her panties (which were barely there to begin with), and carefully removes her bra. I think I'm going to explode.
Very slowly, she crawls into my lap. It occurs to me that she's trying to kill me via denial of sex. She kneels so that her legs are on either side of my waist and she is straddling me.
"I love you" she says, "And I trust you"
She kisses me, and it is nothing like the kisses from earlier. These are slow and deliberate, and tender, but desperate all at the same time.
"Love isn't a strong enough word," I tell her when she breaks away to breathe.
She grabs my shoulders to steady herself, and stares into my eyes as she slowly lowers herself onto my staff.