A/N: Hey guys! I know it's been a while since I posted, which I warned you about, but here I am. I hope you guys like it.
Clary grunted softly, as she her eyes flickered open. Her entire body felt sore and amazing at the same time. Most of last night was a complete haze, but it was the best night of her life. She didn't want to get out of bed, but her bladder was calling out to her. She groaned softly, as she crawled out of bed. She hurt everywhere. It was a good hurt. She peed, shuffling out of the bathroom.
"You look like you've been hit by a train." Izzy laughed, stepping out of her room. Clary felt like a wreck. She could only image how bad her hair must look because it felt disgusting.
"I feel like it." She muttered, scratching her head, which probably made her hair even worse.
"When did you get home last night? Jace and you left way before all of us, and you weren't home. Where did you go?" She snickered, probably imaging the naughtiest things possible.
"We hardly made it to the car." She shook her head, feeling like she probably lost her panties on the street.
"Oh my gosh." Iz snickered, covering her mouth.
"I orgasmed like 20 times last night. I didn't even know I could do that that many times." A sleepy smile appeared on her face, as she flashed back to Jace's body on top of hers.
"Woo, too much information." Her eyes widened slightly. "20 times? How is that even possible? Because if it is I am so jealous." She exclaimed with a goofy grin.
"Well when he would umm... finish, he would start going down on me almost immediately. Then he repeated that many, many times." She bit her lip, thinking back to his hair between her thighs.
"Wow." She nodded, grinning faintly at her friend. "You know you have a hickey stretching from your jaw to under your shirt." She gritted her teeth, pointing at it.
"He did not do that!" She exclaimed, running into the bathroom. She pulled her shirt down, seeing that it stretched over most of her neck and chest. Jace hasn't given her a hickey since they were in high school, and he would get all worked up. "Ugh." She groaned, touching it lightly. It made her wince. This was why her neck was so sore. It explained everything. "I'm going to have to wear a scarf for the month." She moaned in annoyance, walking back into her bedroom. Jace was asleep on his stomach with his back exposed. There were claw marks running up and down his back. She bit her lip, not realizing that she had done that. She looked at her nails, seeing that they were run down to the nub now. She laid down on the bed, making Jace stir. Clary traced over them, wondering if they hurt.
"Hey." He grunted, resting his head on her shoulder.
"Hi." She ruffled his hair, kissing his head lightly. The sound from the kiss made an extremely satisfying sound, making her heart drum in her chest. "Last night was worth the wait." She breathed, rubbing his arm before resting her nose against his skin.
"I am very impressed with my stamina last night." He laughed, brushing her lips against her shoulder.
"Was the hickey necessary?" She teased, pulling her collar down to show him.
"It was very necessary." He chuckled, nuzzling even closer to her.
"This is going to be here for a month." She shook her head with a smile. She might have hated how it felt, but she was marked. She wouldn't have to flash her ring around for a little while, which was an upside.
"Well, my back is going to be in rough shape for a while." He countered, sighing contently.
"Whatever." She brushed her lips against his temple, closing her eyes. "I think I'm going to be in a sex coma all day." She yawned, letting her eyes close again.
"Or we could have sex again?" He grinned deviously at her, as he slid back on top of her.
She giggled violently, as his mouth connected with hers. This was so much different than last night. It was slow and gentle, as he carefully moved their lips together. She loved him so much. She held onto his hip, signaling him to go even slower. He understood, taking her cheeks in his hand, as he deepened the kiss even more. Sometimes she just wanted him to rest against her, tangling their lips together. She felt like he knew her as much as he knew himself, like they were one being, moving and reacting simultaneously with one another. He made her heart pound in her chest, and her veins run warm.
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Clary laid back against Jace's stomach. She propped her knees up, scribbling on her sketch pad. His arms were around her stomach, holding her lightly in his strong arms. She inhaled a small breath, as he kissed her shoulder.
"I love you." He breathed, squeezing her tighter. She felt enveloped by his warmth, making her feel like jelly.
"I know." She smirked, making him tickle her sides. He wanted to hear it back, but it was so much fun to tease him.
"Say it back." He laughed, as she squealed with laughter.
"No." She giggled, squirming violently against his biceps.
"Say it back." He flipped her onto her back, pinning her down on the bed. Gosh, she just wanted him to ravish her right now, but he wouldn't do that until she said those three words "I love you." He murmured again, bumping his nose against hers.
"I love you." She snickered, holding his cheek.
"I know." He chuckled, kissing her nose.
"Shut up. You are the worst." She laughed, tracing his hands down his back.
"I'm the best. You seemed to moan that a lot last night." He teased, kissing her lightly. "So I wanted to know…" he sat up, inhaling a small breath. His demeanor and tone had changed, making her a little nervous. What did he want to know? "I think that we should start going to the gym together." He suggested, tangling their finger together playfully.
"We just spent all night working out." She teased, running her hands over his hips. She felt exhausted from their night, and they probably burned so many calories.
"You know what I mean." He chuckled, pushing her hair back from her face. "It's not that we are putting on weight, it's more like out muscle is being replaced with fat." He pecked her lips multiple times, making her giggle.
"Mr. Herondale, are you calling your doting wife fat." She accused, forcing back laughter. She knew that he didn't mean that, but it was so much fun to tease him.
"I'm calling us both fat." He chuckled.
"Fine, we can go to the gym together." She fell onto her back, pulling him with her. "But you have to earn it." She smirked, drawing him into a kiss.
"I think I've earned just about anything I wanted yesterday." He breathed, trailing his lips over her neck. She shivered, knowing that he probably did earn it, but she wanted him.
"You earned me not getting angry when you called me fat." She giggled, playing with hair at the nape of his neck.
"I called us fat." He countered with a smile splayed across his face.
"Doesn't matter. I was included in the statement." She snickered, pulling his face down her lips.
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Clary stood in the mirror the following Monday, wondering how she was going to cover up the massive hickey her husband gave her. It was too warm for a turtle neck. She ran her fingers over it, wrinkling her nose. It still felt super sore, which was beyond frustrating.
"What are you grimacing about?" Jace pulled his shirt over his head, before enveloping her waist with his arms.
"I don't know how to cover this up." She pointed at the sore spot, looking at him in the mirror.
"Don't. Wear it with pride." He brushed his lips over it once again, holding her tighter.
"Stop it." She snickered, pushing his head away from her. "You're going to make it worse." She grumbled, rolling her eyes jokingly at him.
"I like it." He breathed, pushing the hair back from the other side of her neck. He slowly ran his lips over her neck. She whimpered quietly, resting back against him. She breathed in a small breath, as she smiled faintly
"You like it, huh?" She hummed, sliding her hands over his. "You like marking your territory?" She teased.
"Maybe." He chuckled, being to suck on her unmarked skin.
"Jace." She snickered, shoving his head playfully. He snickered quietly, kissing the top of her head. "If you didn't have claw marks up and down your back I would kill you." She laughed, turning in his arms. She liked it when he held her. His firm body enveloped hers; giving her a sense of security that only he could give her.
"You're name has been permanently marked on my arm." He stated, gesturing to his tattooed bicep.
"You did that to yourself." She exclaimed with laughter, as he tickled her sides slightly. She never understood what compelled him to tattoo her name to his arm, but maybe he was branding himself as hers. It wouldn't surprise Clary that he felt the need to have something permanent that said his life was tied to hers. She knew that he felt like their life wasn't necessarily real. She also knew that he hated it when women would come onto him, and now that she had her name on his arm, it probably steered some girls away.
"You don't need to cover it up." He assured her, releasing his beloved wife. "Wear it with pride." He shrugged his shoulders, smiling faintly at her.
"Alright, fine." She walked over to the closet, pulling on one of her typical shirts. "Happy?" She grinned, pushing up on her toes to peck his lips.
"Yeah." He nodded, holding the door open for her.
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They headed out to school, and Jace's first class was canceled. She asked him to walk her to her first class because it is the class she hates. Maybe she would be a little calmer in class if her hubby was around a little longer in the morning.
"I love you." He pushed her hair back from her face, brushing their lips together once. They stood outside the room, leaning against the wall together.
"I love you too. I wish I didn't have class." She groaned quietly, playing with his belt loops.
"I know." He chuckled, kissing her one last time before backing away from her. "Meet me at the gym after your classes." He ducked into the stair way.
She headed into her classroom, and sat at her desk.
"Before we start lecture I want to give you guys your project." Hodge started to pass the papers down the row, as the class groaned in unison. "So I will be assigning you partners, and this project will be due before you leave for fall break in two weeks." Clary wrinkled her nose, not wanting to have to work with a partner. Whenever she did partner work, she always ended up doing all the work, which just ticked her off. He called off the list of partners, some people were happy with their partners some were not. "Clary Herondale and Raphael Santiago." He called out. Clary let her head hit her desk because that was the guy who kept asking questions he didn't have the right to ask. He constantly contradicted her marriage, and it really set her on edge. "Now let's get into today's lecture about enthalpy."
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"Clary, Espere!" Rapheal called after her.
"What?" She huffed, pausing in her tracks. Deep breath. She only had to deal with him a few times. It shouldn't be that bad, right?
"When do you want to meet up to work on our project?" He asked, as he began to walk next to her.
"I don't know, I have to talk to my husband first." She shrugged her shoulders, knowing that she definitely didn't want to work somewhere alone with him. She would have to work with him while Jace was close by.
"You're married to Jace Herondale, aren't you?" He asked bluntly.
"No, I changed my last name for kicks." She rolled her eyes because he obviously heard her name when Hodge said it.
"What do you see in him? He is a total tool." Raphael snarled slightly at the thought of her husband.
"Jace is probably the greatest person I have ever met. So you can go screw yourself." She scoffed, holding her books tight to her chest.
"I played football against him in high school. He was an arrogant jackwagon." He countered with a glare.
"That's because he is competitive when he is on the field. He isn't like that with me or any of his friends." She snapped, continuing to walk down the sidewalk.
"What happened to your neck? Did he do that to you?" He accused rather harshly, pointing at her neck.
"Yes, he did because we both got carried away after not having sex for a month and half." She flipped around to face him. He keep assuming the worse, making Jace sound like he's abusive or something. It made her so angry because Jace was so good to her. "So, yes, my husband gave me a very large hickey, but you know what there claw marks up and down his back. It doesn't matter. Jace worships the ground I walk on, so I am going to ask him when it is alright to get together with you because you make me uncomfortable and he probably doesn't like you. It's common courtesy. I will get back to you next time we have class." She stormed away from him, not believing that she just had had that conversation.
Why was this guy she didn't even know screwing around with her relationship? He had no right. She made it very clear that she loved Jace. She defended him because he is her husband. She is loyal to only him, and she didn't understand why that was hard to get. She was furious by now, sending her nerves on edge.
"Are you ok?" Jace pushed off the wall by the gym, walking over to her.
"I'm fine." She huffed, flipping her hair down to pull it into a pony tail.
"You look angry, what happened in class?" He held the door open for her, as they filed into the gym together.
"We got a group project in class, and I got assigned to Raphael Santiago. He is a complete tool. The two conversations I have had with him he had tried to poke holes in our marriage or trash you." She grumbled, striding over to the elliptical.
"I hate that guy." He rolled his eyes, as he hopped up on a machine. They needed to get their heart rate to get up before they move to weights.
"I assumed so." She grumbled, pushing buttons on her machine roughly. "When are you free the next two weeks after school? I don't want to be anywhere alone with him." She shuddered at the thought.
"Thursday, next Monday, and next Wednesday." He offered, inhaling a deep breath.
"Ok, I can work with that." She nodded, starting to run.
"What did he say about us, me?" Jace asked softly after a few minutes.
"It doesn't matter because it isn't true. He is making assumption on us by our experiences and not who we really are." She glanced over at him. "Ok?" She could see the apprehension on his face. He was a lot more self-conscious then he let on. Most of it revolved around their relationship, and she understood why. It was very hard to feel secure together because of their age and how society views them. She felt insecure about it too. She was insecure for different reasons then he was. He was insecure about keeping her; she was insecure about what others assumed about them.
"Ok." He gulped, turning his face forward.
"Ok." She repeated, scanning over his features. "I love you." She spoke softly, silently begging him to look at her.
"I love you too." He glanced over at her with a faint smile.
"I know." She teased, as she made her legs moved faster.
"Shut up." He grinned at her, biting his lip lightly. She returned the smile, feeling her cheeks warm up. She worked her body in a comfortable silence next to her dear husband. A few minutes later they switched over to the weights.
"You probably want to tone your arms, right?" Jace asked, as he picked up some dung bells.
"Yes." She nodded, feeling slightly intimated by the weights. She never worked with weights in gyms because she felt like she got weird looks from men.
"Get the fives." He grinned, noticing that she was uncomfortable. She picked up the five pound weights, holding them in her fist. "I want you to do this." He lifted his arms, showing her how to do it.
"Ok." She nodded, doing what she he showed her.
"Do 20 of those, and set them down." He explained.
Clary hated working out. The more Jace made her lift, the more her arms struggled against the soreness in her arms. "Can I please stop?" She groaned, setting her weights down.
"Yeah, you can stop." He chuckled, kissing her head. "Come spot me." He took her hand, leading her to the barbell. He laid down on the bench, gripping the metal pole. "Straddle me." He smirked at her, adjusting his hands.
"What?" She widened her eyes lightly at the suggestion, especially because they were in a public place.
"I read that it increases testosterone, which helps muscle growth." He chuckled. "Come on, please." He grinned innocently at her, drawing her in. She rolled her eyes at him before slinging her leg over his hips to sit on his lap. She adjusted her sitting position until she was comfortable, and Jace gave her a sly look.
"You owe me so much." She snickered, glancing around the gym. A couple people glanced over at them, but not enough to make her freak out. He grinned, laying his head back to lift the bar up. Clary placed her hands on his chest, attempting to balance herself. He put the weights on their stands, sitting up to hold her waist.
"So I was thinking…" He ran his hands over her thighs. "Fall break is in two weeks, I thought it would be a good idea to drive down to Virginia and go camping like we did for our honeymoon." He suggested hopefully, looking up at her.
"I love that idea." She smiled, running her fingers in his hair.
"I found some houses for rent by headquarters and that college you could apply to." He pecked her lips lightly, as he laid back down under the bar.
"I thought we were buying a house." She teased, really wanting a place to call their own.
"I thought we were renting." He half chuckled, as he grunted, pushing the weight up. "I thought we would wait to buy until we are thinking about kids." He groaned, setting the weight back in its place.
"That makes sense." She nodded in agreement. "Sounds like a plan. I want to be able to have a garden, and a porch, and I want to get a dog." She giggled, taking his face in her hands. "And I want you to make me some sweet southern ice tea." She snickered, brushing their lips together. "Because we are going to be southerns soon."
"Yes, we are." He chuckled, kissing her one more time before he laid back down.
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Jace typed away on his computer while Clary waited for her partner in class. She didn't like the idea of working with Raphael, but Jace was here.
"He's late." Jace scoffed, rolling his eyes.
"Probably because I said you would be there. He's intimated by your glorious manhood." She teased, leaning over to peck his cheek. Jace grinned at her compliment, making her smile. She used to discourage stroking her husband's ego, but now she loves to do it. He looks so confident when she does those things.
"Oh, here he comes now." Jace sang under his breath, as he kept his eyes on the screen.
"Sorry, I'm late. I lost track of time at the gym." Raphael slid into the seat next to her, throwing a glare at Jace, who rolled his eyes in response.
"Right, gym," Jace used air quote, making Clary snicker.
"Anyways," Clary clapped, pulling her laptop out. "Project time." She sighed heavily, typing away on the computer.
They got a fair amount of work done, and the two boys pretty much ignore each other. There was a time when Jace's hand wondered on her leg, making her flinch heavily. She smiled over at him, giving him a sly look before turning her eyes back to her paper. She scribbled a few more things on her paper, inhaling a deep breath. Raphael read over some information, and she copied it on their sheet.
"I need to go fine a book." Jace patted her thigh, as he climbed to her feet.
"Kiss?" She grinned, looking up at him. He grinned, pecking her lips lightly before disappearing between the book shelves.
"He is so annoying. How do you put up with him?" Raphael rolled his eyes, lounging back in his seat.
"He has been sitting here quietly, letting us work. How is that annoying?" She looked oddly at him.
"He had his hands all over you under the table. I'm not an idiot." He snorted, crossing his arms.
"I like it when he touches me because he's my husband and if we were at home right now, I would riding him on this table." She grinned deviously, seeing him shift uncomfortably in his seat. "I don't know what you deal is, but stop trashing Jace. He is a good man, and, I know you don't believe it, but I wouldn't have married him if he was a tool. If you do it again, I'm going request a partner change, and I never want to speak to you again. Understood?" she said harshly, glancing over at her husband who came around the corner. "Find your book?" she questioned softly, as he plopped back down next to her.
"Yeah, I only have a few more pages to type." He grinned, flipping the pages open.
"That's great." She rubbed his arm, looking back over at Raphael. "Let's keep working." She said, as Jace's hand found its place on her thigh again.
A/N: The next chapter will be in Virginia, and it is going to be fun! I think there is going to be about 4 or 5 more chapters, which should be fun.
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