CHAPTER 10

***CLARY***

Clary truged upstairs to her room, passing her brother on the couch and flopped on her bed, taking out her phone. She texted Izzy,

CLARY: im back. no offense, ur brothers an ass

IZZY: ill be over in a minute. i expect every detail

Clary waited about thirty seconds before there was a knock at the door. Jonathan answered it and let Izzy upstairs. She walked in and sat on the bed next to Clary, "What did he do?", she demanded.

Clary went over every detail, exept the part where he told her Izzy had a crush on her, "Anything else?", Izzy asked.

"Um... nope", she lied.

"Well, to make up for my brother being an ass, how about we watch a movie?"

Clary nodded, smiling. That sounded like a great idea, "What kind?"

"Romcom?"

"Sure"

They sat down on Clary's bed, watching the movie. Clary was hyperaware of her arm touching Izzy's. Halfway through the movie, the main charachters began to make out and it was quickly growing more heated. Izzy looked down at her, "Clary?", she asked. Clary looked up at her and suddenly found a pair of lips against her own. Clary's eyes widened and she froze in shock. Sensing her unresposiveness, Isabelle pulled back, "Oh my gosh, I am so stupid!", she jumped off the bed, "I-I'll leave, I'm so sorry Clary, I-", Isabelle looked close to tears as Clary jumped up and grabbed her shirt, standing on her tiptoes to press her mouth against Izzy's. This time it was Isabelle who looked at her in shock, but she eventually slid her arms around Clary, holding her there. Clary let her eyes flutter closed and opened her mouth when Izzy asked for enterance. Their tounges battled for dominace and Izzy won.

Clary let herself get led back towards the bed as Isabelle tugged at her shirt. Clary let her slide it over her head and gave a breathy moan when Izzy's hands cupped her bra-clad breasts. She was pushed down on the bed as Isabelle straddled her, clearly the dominant one in these situations. Their lips moved with passion as Clary felt Izzy unclip her bra. They were blind with passion and their cloths were scattered around the room in no time. Izzy pulled back from kissing Clary and raked her hungry eyes over Clary's body. She blushed and covered her breasts with her arms. Izzy frowned and pulled them back, pinning them above Clary's head. Leaning down, she took one of the smaller girl's pink nipples in her mouth and sucked on it, leaving Clary gasping. Isabelle switched and gave the other the same amount of attention.

Clary bucked her hips upwards and was rewarded with delicious friction from her's and Izzy's clits rubbing together. Isabelle moaned and grabbed Clary's hips, pushing them against the bed firmly. Clary whimpered and strained against the other girl's strong grip. Izzy smirked and placed kisses down her body, making her way to the junction between Clary's legs. Her breathing grew ragged as she realized where this was going. Izzy nipped and sucked on Clary's thighs and hips, just avoiding where Clary wanted her most. Clary whined and lifted her hips pleadingly. Finnaly, FINNALY, Isabelle went straight for her clit, sucking on it hard. Clary moaned loudly, not giving a fuck that her brother was just downstairs.

Izzy slid a long, elegant finger into Clary, alowing her to adjust, before slowly moving inside her painfully slowly. One of Clary's fists gripped the bed sheets, the other coming down to weave into Isabelle's hair. Izzy sucked and licked her clit while fingering her rapidly. Clary was lifting her hips in time with Izzy's ministrations, feeling like she was nearing the edge of a cliff and couldn't WAIT to jump off. Clary was getting louder now, not caring that Alec and Jace could probably hear her from next door.

"Ah, ah, Isabelle! Isabelle! AhhhhhHHHHH-"

The door slammed open.