A/N - I'm really truly sorry that I have not updated but I've been under a lot of stress lately; I went into shock after an immunisation injection (something I don't usually do) and was nearly diagnosed with GBS Syndrome which can stop you from walking so as you can guess, I was scared shitless and the stress was rapidly building. I don't have the syndrome, thank God, but I have had other girls starting on me left, right, and centre so these past two weeks have not been good for me : / I'm sorry but I hope this makes you forgive me? Xxx
Disclaimer - I own nada...
Halloween had passed and autum coloured leaves littered the floor, some floating down in the chilly November air. Afternoon coffee lovers wrapped in wolly scarves and gloves bustled in and out of the small Cafe, jingling the bell atop the door. Christmas songs where playing and even the grumpiest of the British business men couldn't help but smile, pulling thier collers up higher to conceal their noses from the frosty wind. This was a scene I would love to draw; the hustle and bustle of London. Sure, it was no New York, but this was home to me.
Jace and I sat towards the back of Costa, wrapped up like all the other Londoners. I had a long mustard jumper on with a green scarf and brown knit tights while Jace sported a Christmas jumper with a knitted angel that looked suspiciously like him on it. Big mittens warmed both our hands which were each wrapped round coffee cups.
"This is life" Jace moaned, taking another long drag from his cup. I giggled when he set the cup down to reveal a milk mustache. I swiped it of with my napkin before giving him a kiss.
"Mmm. I love you" I murmed against his soft lips. It was true, I did.
"I love you too Clare- bear" he kissed me hard, the cool metal of his lip ring pressing into my lips though I could hardly feel it. I was soaring in the sky, giddy with happiness. "Let's get outta hear..." Jace wiggled his perfect eyebrows at me and grinned suggestivly, showing the chipped tooth in his mouth.
This boy and the thing he did to me...
(Time jump)
Later found us bundle up in bed with two duvets over our naked bodies to maintain natural heat. Jace was behind me with his arms holding me around the waiste as I curled into his comforting body. I felt like a little bear snuggled up like this, all warm and cozy. When I was little, Jon would always try and cuddle me but that boy is ice cold, like Jack Frost cold. Jace is like the sun...
He started pressing hot little open-mouthed kisses on my neck and behind my ear, casing me to shiver into him. I mounded aloud, stretching my hands above my head and turning around in his embrace. Just looking into the boy's eyes made my body react immediately. The swirling pools of gold held a mischievous look in them and I feel deeper and deeper in love with him in that moment.
"Your gonna get us both all worked up again in a minute if you not careful" I warn, kissing his chin softly. Jace grinned again, a fox-like, panty-dropping drop-dead gorgeous grin that had me ready for round two in no time.
Then his face smothed out into one of love and adoration. He pressed a kiss to my head, murmuring "The first time you walked through that parlour door, I knew I wanted you, my beautifully feisty little redhead lover, I just never thought I'd be so lucky as to have you" he pulled back to look at me with strong eyes. "I'm still waiting for the betters guy to strut in and show you that you deserve better..."
"Nonsense!" I shake my head frantically. How could this boy even think that? There is no better man that I would ever want or love more than I do Jace. Ever. This amazing, gorgeous, artistic, caring, loving, Greek God is it for me, he's stuck with me for a lifetime. "Your stuck with me for a lifetime" I press my lips to his and tenderly stroke his cheekbones with my thumbs, scraping over some light golden stuble.
"Well I wouldn't mind that if we got to do this" he murmed against my mouth before rolling ontop of me and trailing kisses down my neck...
Oh good Lord yes!
(Time jump)
"Mmmmm stay" he mumbles tiredly. It's around 4:00am and my stomach has been grumbling in my sleep for the past hour. Jace was a blanket hog too so not only was I hungry, I was cold aswell. I attempted to leave the bed one last time but Jace just wrapped his long tattoed arms tighter around my small body.
"Fine... Let me just get dressed if your gonna take all the covers" no matter how I-just-woke-up Jace looked, he clearly never looses his perviness. That much is obvious from how I can feel him looking at me as I slip out of the warm large bed and replace my nakedness for Jace's blue stripy dressing gown, rolling my eyes slightly as I do. His golden eyes are just visible in the semi darkness. I crawl into the large queensized bed, Jace ammidatly pulling me towards his heated golden god body. We fall asleep entangled together, both our arms round the others back, my face resting on Jace's bare chest, and his in the crook of my neck, a common habit of his.
I'm woken by the sound of the door bell ringing through the apartment. "Mmmmm... Fuck off" I hear Jace mumble tiredly from where his face is bured between my breasts. I swear this boy is molestering me! "Jace... It could be important" I whine slightly, though I know we both don't want to leave the bed in a very long time, both resting comfortably in the others arms... Well, as comfortable as you can get with some bastard ringing the fuckin' doorbell at 9 in the morning.
Groaning loudly, I lift Jace's curly head off my chest, placing a swift kiss on his lips before heaving my tiny self up to get the door. Pulling Jace's dressing gown on more securely, I steal his hairy monster feet slippers and trudge unwillingly into the hall, yanking the front door open with more force than necessary.
Standing before me, looking me up and down from the flaming hair, bleary green eyes, borrowed dressing gown, and hairy slippers, is a tall willowy women who looks awfully like Isabelle, who is standing behind her, and a small boy I vaguely remember from the picture in Jace's study, clutching a comic book to his chest. The boy looked like a little Simon...
"Hello?.." The woman at the door asked my curiously, smoothing her work suite down with french manicured nails.
"Hi..." How flippin' awkward can you get Clary, for Christ sakes!
"Clary! Where's Jace?" Isabelle peered around the older woman, wriggling her eyebrows suggestivly at me. "He's asleep. Not feeling to well" I lie through my teeth, ringing my hand nervously.
"Clary?..." The older woman asked.
"I'm Jace's girlfriend" I reply awkwardly, holding out my hand.
She shook my small pale paint-stained hand with her manicured one, saying "Maryse, his mother. Lovely to meet you Clary. This is my youngest son Max... She gestered to the little boy around the age of 10 "and this is Isabelle, whom I think you know already". She offered me a small smile.
"Lovely to meet you too" I open the door and step back, Jace's slippers squeeking embarrassingly loud. I can see Marsye smirking lightly as she towers over my 4,11 self. "I'll just go get Jace..."
Turning around, I squeek all the way back to Jace's bedroom, where only a golden lump of hair is visible beneath the covers. "Jace, babe?" I sit next to him on the bed and rub his muscular shoulder through the covers. He turns over to face me, groaning loudly and stretching his lean arms up before wrapping them around me and bringing me down onto his chest, kissing me sensually. Jace's warm fingers undid the gown smoothly as he began rubbing soft circles into my hip bones, causing me to moan loudly and lustfully. Sinking futher into the kiss, I completly forget about Jace's Mum and siblings in the apartment... That is until he begins to pull away and my mind unfazes.
"Oh Shit!..."
"What?"
"I forgot to tell you, your Mum is here with Max and Isabelle"
I really hope they didn't hear me moaning like a whore just then...
Jace looks at me for a minute, then as if reading my thoughts, he bursts out laughing. "Well then, seeing as it's not just the two of us anymore, I best get dressed" he picks me up over his shoulder giving me the greatest view of Bob Dylan ever. Company be damned, this boy was still trying to seduce me!
After depositing me on the floor, Jace got dressed in a pair of loose boxers and a white top with HERONDALE on the back of it... I was defiantly stealing that sometime.
We made our way into the living from where everyone had made themselves comfy. "Jace!" Max barrelled into his older brother, jumping up as Jace hugged him tight. "Hey buddy" he set him down. "Hey Mum, Isabelle" he kissed each of their cheeks as I made tea in the kitchen. I slyly munched on some digestives aswell seeing as I hadn't eaten and Jace had definatly wore me out.
"Jonathan, I didn't know you where seeing someone" I could feel Marsye assessing me from behind so I turned around smiling, holding out a cup of tea to her. "How long have you two been going out now?" She looked at the both of us.
"Not long. Why do you ask?" Jace's tone is half amused and have curious.
"Have you been seeing each other long enough to have had a child together?" Jace spit takes tea all over the kitchen as I spray digestive crumbs all over him, both our faces expressing shock.
"What the hell! Have you been speaking to Keelie's mother again?" Jace questions after recovering. Of course that bitch would be behind this!
"Possibly" his mother looks away, anywhere but me.
"No, Clary and I have not had a baby, nor are we expecting one, right?" He looks at me for confirmation. "Errr, no, no baby" I stutter out, cheaks flaming as bright as my hair.
"Don't believe everything you hear from that women, Mum" Jace leaned back against the worktop, resting an arm over my shoulder. Maryse merely shook her head and changed the subject. I felt a tug on my borrowed dressing gown and looked down to find Max looking at me, comic book still clutched to his chest. "Hi! I'm Max" we shook hands and I told him my name.
"You look like flame princess" Max blurted out as Isabelle shook her head, laughing lightly. "She's the coolest princess from Adventure Time! Asides from Lumpy Space Princess of course" I giggle, because truth be told, I do watch the show when nothing else is on.
"Does that make Jace Finn then?"
"Yeh! He looks like him too!" The boy joked back. It was funny how similar talking to Max was like conversing with Simon. Or Simone as Jace likes to call him...
Max and I continue to talk about Adventure time and even draw pictures of the charecters while the others talk. I draw Jake the Dog and Max draws LSP, though it turns out to look more like a a lump of hair you find in the gym showers... Hey, he'll learn...
I get up to use the loo and come back to find Jace and Marsye arguing quietly while Isabelle is checking her phone and Max is coloring in his drawing. "What going on?" Jace's ears are red and as adorable as he looks, curiosity gets the better of me.
"Clary dear, I wanted to invite you to the office's annual Christmas ball? It's next week" Oh shit, rich people and snobbish looks centeral... "Clare, we don't have to go if you don't want to". 'Keelie will be there' Jace mouthed to me when Marsye wasn't looking.
Haha! Bitch, no way is Jace going without me so that slut can climb all over him. "I'd love to go actually. It would be a great opportunity to meet the rest of your family" Jace rolled his eyes as his mum smirked smugly at him.
"Well, we best be off then. We going shopping now" Marsye explained standing up as Isabelle shrieked and Max groanded. "Good luck buddy, stay strong" Jace clapped his little brother on the shoulder and we waved goodbye to the trio from the front door.
As soon as the door closed, I leaned back on the shinny hallway table with Jace standing in front of me. "Why where you arguing before? Don't you want to be seen with me?" I joke lightly, tugging him forward more by the shirt. "Of course I do, you sexy little redhead. I just don't want those people judging you. Your mine" he hugs me to his lean comforting body and presses a kiss to my temple.
"Possessive much?" I joke against his throat, kissing his Adam's apple lightly. These past few months have been sweet little kisses and not so innocent touches, each full of love.
"Very" he growls against the shell of my ear, running a shiver down my back as his quick fingers undo the dressing gown covering my body. "Tut tut, mister" I wiggle a finger in his face and he tries to bit it. "We've got work to do".
My world is tipped upside down as Jace swings me over his shoulder and hits my butt as I aim a smack at his.
"The only thing I'm doing today is you, my dear sweet Clary"...