At Your Service, Miss

Chap 13

Disclaimer for all MI stuff.

drabblish

A note was slipped under her door. Clary picked it up, it read,

Meet me by the bay on the dock, at our spot.

Clary blushed just reading the handwritten note. She would recognize that scrawl anywhere. She got her self together and jumped into her car. She drove at a dangerous speed, but made it alright. She checked her face in her compact and freshened up her lips with sugar flavored lip gloss then headed out.

When she reached the end of the dock she leaned against the banister and stared out at the shimmering water as it reflected the romantic full moon. The bay barely had a ripple in it. The air was still and though she did not hear anything she felt his presence behind her. She turned to see Jace looking handsome as ever with a vulnerable look on his face. He seemed out right nervous.

"Jace, are you alright?" asked Clary.

"I'm better now that you're here." said Jace. Clary smiled sweetly and their eyes locked. Jace came forward and wrapped his arms around Clary. As he held her she squeezed back.

"I've missed you Clary." whispered Jace into her hair.

"I've missed you too." said Clary.

"Stay with me." said Jace and then he added, "all night, tonight."

"What's up, is anything wrong?" asked Clary clearly concerned. When she pulled away Jace looked into her face and then his eyes seemed to drag themselves down the front of Clary. Clary felt suddenly naked. She almost wanted to cover herself with her arms, but then she realized she felt the same way he did and she drew up all her courage and took a good long look at the eye candy, she called Jace, in front of her. Jace smiled and Clary brought her hands up to his face and then pulled him slowly until their lips were matched up, but not touching. All Jace had to do was lunge, but he held still and waited. Clary slid her cheek against his and whispered in his ear,

"Do you know how Eskimos kiss?"

"No," whispered Jace back before his gently scraped his lips across hers.

"Not like that." said Clary and she rubbed the tip of her nose against Jace's nose.

"Oh" was all Jace replied.

"How about I give you a kiss and then you give me one?" asked Clary.

"At your service, Miss." answered Jace. Clary then gave Jace a chaste kiss on the lips. Jace felt a tremor of nerves rush through his lips and down his back. He wanted more so he leaned back in and gave her a longer chaste kiss.

"Now, how about a French Kiss?" asked Clary before she pulled him close and slightly opened her mouth as she pressed her mouth to his. He accepted the gentle probing her tongue ran around the edges of his mouth. The kiss went on for a few minutes and Jace was lost his thoughts. When Clary broke the kiss Jace was amazed. The kiss was soft and yet, he felt incredibly hot by it. He held her arms tightly and pressed her back against the banister. No one had come around the deck, not they would have noticed. Then Jace said,

"How about a Full Frontal Shadowhunter Smooch?" he said with an evil grin.

"Oh, I don't know about that, is it dangerous?" asked Clary with a teasing wink back.

"I'm always dangerous, Clary." said Jace before he unleashed his desire in a tight hold with a deep kiss. The harder he pushed, the harder Clary met back his advances. His hands went roaming around her body sending signals through out her body. Clary felt her knees become weak, but Jace was holding her so tightly she knew she would not fall. Then Jace picked her up and turned her around 180 degrees and placed her bottom on a table. He stepped in between her legs and pushed up her skirt. Clary took in air with a surprised gasp.

"You OK?" asked Jace.

"Yes, sorry." said Clary and then she gasped again. Jace looked down and saw her silk blouse tight against her chest. She was at least as aroused as he was, if not more. His fingers started to play with her nipple as the other hand unbuttoned her blouse. Clary knew then that she trusted Jace, so she dropped her head behind her and she started to relax. They became unaware that they were still in a public place. No one came down, but the idea of being caught suddenly came to Jace and he stood Clary on her shaky legs.

"Why did you stop? Asked Clary.

"I'm not stopping, we're just moving to somewhere a bit more private." said Jace. "That is if you want to?"

"I want you, Jace. I don't care if this is a one-night stand. I just want to hold you." said Clary. Jace looked at her as she tried to straighten her blouse and hair unsuccessfully, but when smiled for his approval he practically melted on the spot. She looked disheveled and beautiful. He leaned in to kiss her again, but she held up her hand against his chest.

"Let's go where ever you wish to go. If you kiss me like that again, I won't be able to stand/" said Clary.

"Like what?" asked Jace with a quick peck on her lips. It actually made Clary tilt with an intoxicating result.

"Keep those, those, those Weapons of Mass Destruction of hearts away until I can lay down somewhere." said Clary with a giggle.

"It's not far, I'll carry you. You think they're weapons?" asked Jace with an eyebrow tilted up. He had been with many woman and no one called his lips weapons before and he liked it. It was a short walk to the hotel he booked a room at and before he met up with Clary he picked up the key. He kept her in his arms as he opened the door and then kicked it shut behind him. He placed Clary on the bed and then locked his eyes onto hers as he started to slowly undress. Once his clothes were off he said,

"If my lips are a WMD, then what would you call the rest of me?" asked Jace as he crawled on top of Clary who was still dressed. She smiled and blushed trying to think of an answer. Then Jace said,

"This is not a one-night stand Clary. I don't know if I'll ever get enough of you."

"You know this is my first time, right?" said Clary. Jace stopped for a moment and took in her beauty. He has had sex with many women, but he didn't think he was ever anyone's first time. It gave him an overwhelming feeling of joy and nervousness. He is never nervous around women, but Clary is different. He didn't want to hurt her, but he was having trouble taking things so slowly. He certainly felt this inside of him. He knew he would never forget this night.

"I need to get a condom." said Jace as he backed off of Clary.

You don't have to go anywhere, I brought some in my purse. And she reached over and took the small red clutch and dumped it out on the bed next to her.

"Clank,Clank" was the sound made by something metal. Then Jace looked over and saw handcuffs had fallen out of the bag, the same ones that Izzy placed in when Clary was not looking. Both Clary and Jace looked surprised.

"First time?" asked Jace and he smiled at Clary. Will she ever stop amazing him?

"I, I, I" stuttered Clary. "They're not mine."

"Sure. We'll keep those aside for later, but for now." said Jace as he was on top of Clary and they started kissing wet, sloppy desperate kisses.