Chapter 11

Clary POV

Several days had passes since the photo's incident and Jace was deadly serious when he said I wasn't to be alone, even when I went to the bathroom, Alaric would wait outside the door. I was starting to feel suffocated. I knew Jace was only trying to protect me. Jace hadn't let me go to work, in case the 'stalker' was still lurking around, I was kind of glad because it gave me time to draw. I had been texting Izzy and Simon a lot. Simon informed me him and Magnus were planning a visit to America which I was over the moon at, I missed my best friends. And now here I am, laid in bed unable to sleep. My mind started wondering to Jace and what he was doing. Was he lying in bed like I am, thinking about me or is he getting on with his life like a sane person?

My thoughts begin to wonder to the sheer attractiveness of Jace, especially when he smiles, his real, goofy smile that shows his chipped tooth; the only imperfection about him. I thought about his sculpted shoulders leading to his pecks and abs. I would love to run my finger tips down them, feeling every indent. I thought about his flat stomach and his long, strong fingers.

I snapped out of my thoughts. When was the last I had gotten some... 'Action'? Even saying it in my mind made my face flush with embarrassment. It had to be at least 6 months since Sebastian and I had gone anywhere near sexual activity. I just hadn't wanted to for some reason and I never knew why, now I'm realising, I just didn't want to, I didn't love him like I thought I did. No wonder every time I look at Jace I get an ache in between my legs and my heart races. However I couldn't just walk up to Jace and demand sex, he would look at me like a crazy lady. I didn't want to use Jace after everything he had done for me. So what could I do? I sat up straight in bed, in the spare room of Jace's apartment. Is it hot? Why is it so hot? I climbed out, my bare feet hitting the cold floor as I padded over to the window, flinging it open and letting the cold breeze hit my face and go through my hair.

Why was I feeling like this? I was all flustered and wanted nothing more than to walk up to Jace and wrap my legs around him, but I couldn't do that. I could only think of one alternative. I knew a lot of women my age did it, but it still felt wrong even thinking about it. I had to get rid of these urges somehow right? I walked back over to the bed, leaving the window open so a breeze was circulating the room. As I crossed the room over to the bed, I noticed how dark coloured the room is, nearly everything was black. I would have to change that.

I lay down in the bed, not bothering to cover myself with the sheets. I was dressed in a simple tank top and shorts. I lay flat on my back, one hand on the bed beside me; the other on my waist, fingers spread wide. My legs bent at the knees with my feet flat on the soft bed. Deep breath Clary. You can do this. I repeated to myself over and over as I began to lower my right hand into the waist band of my shorts. This felt so wrong. I moved my middle finger over the 'special section' over my underwear and began to slowly stroke. It started off feeling awkward but as I carried on doing it, I could feel myself starting to enjoy it. I could feel a warmth feeling forming beneath my finger and my hips began bucking on their own accord. I slowly picked up the pace of my finger, rubbing up and down my underwear. My heart beat started getting faster, my mouth opened in a pant. I can't believe I was doing this. I pulled my hand out of my shorts and went down another layer to touch my skin. I could feel the small hairs as I moved my hands closer to its target. I needed a shave; Sebastian liked it shaved so I just carried on doing it, even after we stopped having sex. I wonder what Jace's opinion is on pubic hair. My hand still began to move south until I could feel the heat radiating off me without even touching myself. I pictured Jace's face hovering above mine as I lowered my hand, moving my lips with my finger as it plunged into to delicious wetness forming in between my legs. I imagined it was Jace's long, strong, tanned fingers rubbing along my clit instead of my short, thin and pale fingers. Moans started forming out of my mouth without me knowing but I couldn't stop, I didn't want to stop feeling the way I was feeling right now in this moment. I pulled down my shorts and underwear to my bent knees. I held a breath as I inserted my middle finger into the pulsating hole, feeling the enjoyment of my fingers, my hips rocking. I inserted my fingers deeper, so my hips were grinding against my palm. I could hear my moans getting louder, forming a name as I felt my insides begin to quicken but I didn't care. I just wanted to feel this moment. I moved my thumb in a circular motion over my clit as my fingers continued to pump in and out. I could feel my insides tightening until... "Hey Clary, are you okay? I could hear you moaning and it sounded like you were having a nightmare. Oh." I looked up in shock to see Jace in the door frame, shock evident on his face too. I didn't even hear the door open meaning I had no time to get out of the compromising position I was currently in. I looked back up to Jace, meeting his eyes; gold clashing with green. The shock began to fade and a smirk replaced it. "Want some help?" he asked as he crossed the room towards the bed. I felt the bed dip as he lay next to me, placing his large hand over mine which was still cupping my sex. "Do you want me to do this Clary? I can stop at any time." Not trusting my voice, I just nodded at him. Jace brought his over hand towards and cupped my chin, pulling my face towards his as he placed his lips on mine giving me the most tender kiss I have ever received. As we kissed, Jace's hand began moving slower, moving mine out of the way and-.

I woke up with a start. I was alone in the bedroom, the window still open from the night before. It was just a dream; my first wet dream. What was happening to me? I turned over and grabbed my phone off the bed side table; checking the clock which read 5:28. It was time to get up for work; I guess I would have to face Jace sooner or later. I pulled the covers off myself and padded straight into the bathroom and into the shower.


Hey Guys, I'm sorry this has taken me so long, there's been multiple reasons really. The main reason being I've been having horrendous Writers Block. I know what I want to happen but I don't know how to make it run smooth, do you know what I mean? Another reason is there's a lot going on in my life; personal things and I've been super busy with work.

Someone reviewed a previous chapter and suggested I do this, so I made it into a dream;)

I've actually had this chapter written for over a month but I didn't like it and I don't feel like it's long enough...

I hope you enjoyed this chapter, a little sexual tension is building and I also hope you don't hate me too much.

Chey xxx

PS if anyone has any ideas for this story, I would love to hear them!