CHAPTER 11

***CLARY***

Clary and Isabelle's heads snapped towards the door. Jonathan was standing there with a look of shock, and a clear 'stiffy'. They all stared at each other in surprise for a few moments, Izzy and Clary frozen in their positions. Jon finnaly composed himself and bolted. The girl scrambled to their feet, throwing on their cloths quickly, not bothering with under cloths and shoes, "He's probably getting Mom and Dad", Clary said, panicking.

"Out the window!", Izzy exlaimed.

Clary's room was on the second floor, but there were window sills and the drain pipes that they could hopefully climb down. "If you fall, bend your knees when you hit, and roll forward", Izzy advised.

Izzy ducked out the window and Clary watcheds she managed to get down, however, she almost had a heart attack when her foot slipped. Thankfully, Isabelle recovered quickly.

Clary got all but her head out the window when her mother, father and brother appeared in the doorway. Valentine looked furious and Jocelyn horrified. Clary smiled apologeticlly at her mother and ducked down, scrambling down the house. The girls took off across the lawn and hid on the other side of the Lightwood house. They were breathing heavily and looked at each other. Suddenly they burst out laughing, holding their stomachs.

"CLARISSA ADELE MORGENSTERN, GET BACK HERE NOW!", Valentien roared from the front door. Clary and Isabelle glanced at each other,

"You want to stay at my house tonight?", Isabelle asked.

"Thanks"

They snuck inside via the back door and slipped upstairs to Izzy's room. Izzy closed the door and locked it, then leaning on it and grinning at Clary, "I don't think we had the chance to finish earlier", she stalked forward and kissed Clary passionatly. She responded eagerly, wrapping her arms around the taller girl's neck. Isabelle guided her to the bed, settling them both down in the middle. Their kissing progressed as Izzy tugged off Clary's shirt and pants. They had both forgotten undercloths when they ran, so Izzy picked up right where she left off. Clary gasped and clamped her mouth shut again, remembering it was the middle of the night and Alec, Jace, Robert and Maryse were all asleep only a few doors away.

Izzy chuckled and picked up her pace, nipping gently at the redhead's clit. Clary grabbed a pillow to muffle her sounds of pleasure, bucking up to Isabelle's mouth and hand. Izzy's unoccupied hand held down Clary's hips. Clary, not having found release last time, was desperate.

Just before Clary could cum, there was a knock at the door. Izzy froze and Clary cried out, "Izzy! Come ON", she begged. She felt about ready to cry if she didn't climax soon.

"Go away", Izzy called to the door.

"Clary's dad is here looking for her", Alec called.

"Tell him she's not here", Izzy said.

"Is she?"

"Maybe, maybe not. Can I sleep now?"

"Fine", Alec grumbled, walking off.

Izzy turned back to Clary and curled her finger upwards hitting her sweet spot. Clary gasped and just managed to muffle her cry with the pillow. Her back arched as the waves of her orgasm crashed over her. Falling back down, she kissed Izzy slowly, "Teach me how to do that", she managed.

Izzy laughed a little, "Some other day. Good night, Clary"

Clary curled up next to her, "Night", she mumbled, "Dad's gonna kill me"