Sorry for late chapter, I just had to go into school during my holiday to do some errands. Well read on!

Chapter 21

Clary P.O.V

I woke up to Jace curled next to me. I smile because I know this time I can curl up for as long as I want to without it being awkward between us. I look at him in wonder because I cannot believe he is actually lying, half naked, with me in bed.

I look down at myself as a reminder that we didn't go all the way last night. I was still wearing my UN flattering flannel pyjamas that I had shrugged on before leaping in bed with Jace for another make out session.

'Morning,' I press a kiss to Jace's temple as he starts stirring. I pull the covers off of me wincing as I feel a rush of cold air sweep up on my exposed feet. As soon as my feet touch the ground of my bedroom, I feel strong arms pull me back.

'Now where do we think we are going?' Jace says his voice all husky as he places an upside down kiss on my lips.

'Training,' I tell him simply as I move away.

'Seriously,' Jace groans. 'Not even a day in?'

I grin at him. 'Since when have you ever missed a day of training?'

'Since I met you and I am hung over love for you Clarissa,' I blush at that as he says it mock lily but the truth is clear in his eyes.

I sigh as I look at his pouty handsome face, his golden curls ruffled and his eyes blinking owl like. I give in because he looks so adorable.

I sink back down on the soft pillows. 'Fine, but as long as we wake up-'

Jace's lips claim mines again making me cut off. I smile as I pull him closer and on top of me.

ooOoo

'Oh by the angel,' Izzy exclaims not so quietly causing the head librarian to glare automatically then lower her gaze as she sees its me.

'What?' I ask, I did cover all the bite marks with make up I begged Gwen I could burrow.

'You look like you had a Botox on your lips last night!' Izzy exclaims again. She pulls my chin in her hands before crooking a grin. 'Or is this my brother's work?'

'Shut up Iz,' I tell her although I am grinning.

Iz lets out a whoop, making some others wince and hold there ears. 'I am so happy for you!' Iz reaches across the table to hold me close to her. 'Now Simon and I can double date with you too!'

I double back, pushing away from Izzy's tight grasp. 'I don't think so Iz.' She tires to cut me off but I silence her with a look, holding two fingers. 'One: Jace would absolutely hate it. Two: I would also hate it.'

Iz frowns looking a little hurt, so I hurriedly explain. 'Iz, we can't go on double dates with you too because just think of the terror in Jace and Simon arguing on who is the most gay,'

'Who is the most gay?' a voice said behind me. I turn round and give a small smile to Kirin who looks like she has done allot of running as sweat is cooling on her head as she dabs it.

'Hey Kirin, nice to smell you,' Iz says snorting.

Kirin and I fix her with a look.

'Really?' I ask disappointed. 'Tell me you're not turning into a dork,'

Iz looks sheepish. 'Well its Simon's fault. I spend too much time with him,' Iz then glances at the antique clock that is centre in the moist library. 'Oh, I have got to go meet Simon. We are taking a romantic ride to the woods for a picnic and later something else,' Iz winks before clutching her bag and scarf, and with a flutter she is gone.

I roll my eyes with Kirin. 'She spends too much time with him,'

'Yes but I would do anything to have a Simon,' Kirin says wistfully.

I fold my arms. 'You're naming your future guy 'Simon'? I laugh

Kirin looks outraged. 'I didn't say it was a guy,'

I batter my eye lashes at her. 'Really?'

Kirin blushes and stumbles as she gets up. 'I have to go shower,' and with that she quickly blusters through the library to the doors. I frown after her wondering what her problem was.

I sigh turning back to my books that I was observing though not absorbing the knowledge. I moved myself around the room sitting in a shadowed corner next to a window. I had spent an hour reading then felt someone's cold lips kiss the back of my neck. I grinned. Jace. His arms circled my waist as he pulled me towards him.

I turn fully in his arms giving him a peck. He wasn't having that as he pressed his mouth against mines his lower lip brushing mines.

I pull back looking at his face, his golden eyes sparkled as he smiled softly at me. I smile back. 'Hey,' I whisper.

'You know I never get why people whisper in the library,' Jace says instead.

I roll my eyes. Typical Jace. 'That's because of the known rule,'

'Rule?' Jace asks he pulls me tighter to his chest, his fingers carding through my hair.

'Yes, Silence in the library. 'I tell him. I raise myself to my tip toes. 'That's why I am not allowed to do this,' I peck him lightly. 'Or this,' press my mouth to his, poking my tongue out to lick his lips. He shivers. 'Or-'

Jace doesn't let me finish the sentence before covering his mouth with mines. His asks for entrance in my mouth which I gladly give, our tongues battle for dominance, Jace eventually winning.

I pull back eventually or else I would not be able to breathe, Jace to my satisfaction also looks breathless his face slightly flushed red.

I look down to see him holding a picnic basket in one hand.

'I was thinking romantic get away from your tedious work so we can focus on something interesting,'

'Like you?' I tease as I move from his arms and pick up all my books I was reading.

'Like you,' Jace says softly causing me to blush.

Jace P.O.V

I was looking for Clary every where after I had finished training, had breakfast and visited Magnus for another potion.

'Just in case,' Magnus had said wary as he watched me drink the pink liquid.

I had passed a very satisfied Izzy dragging Simon with one arm. To others from another view, it looked like Izzy and Simon was linking arms and Simon was the leader, to others that know Simon and Izzy, Izzy was the one dragging Simon.

I pass them. 'I don't want to know Isabelle,' as Izzy was about to open her mouth.

Izzy rolls her eyes. I turn a fraction my picnic basket dangling. 'Do you know where Clary is?' I ask her and Simon.

'Library I guess,' Izzy says as she moves further down the hall. She giggles as Simon ducks his head to whisper something in her ear.

I move away before something happens that I do not want to see. I move further down the hall reaching a large oak door, and then stopping short as I blink a couple of times.

I look at it confused on why it was so familiar. Then I realised, my old library. I stand wordless looking at the familiar brown knobs of the door that I pushed open with my small hands to escape Valentine's torments. This was where I found secure. This was my library. My eyes ran over the black engraved doors, the curved design travelling from each door reaching to the tip of the ceiling.

I twisted the knob like I did when I was young, hearing the relishing sound of the wood of the door scraping across the floor. The musky smell of dust balls and old books flinted up my nose.

I scampered in my eyes filtering across the room. It still had the same interior design nothing had changed expect the light in the room was brighter and not dull like before.

'Can I help you?' an old wrinkled woman arches her eyebrow.

'I am looking for Clary,' I tell her.

The women looks puzzled, her eyes blinking behind her glasses. 'I am sorry, who?'

I then look confused then realised it is all about formality in this god damn place. 'I am looking for Clarissa,'

The women looks put out. 'It is your majesty' she corrects me. She points in a direction. 'Your Majesty is sitting there,' she lets out an unimpressed sound at me before moving the cart of books away to shelve them.

I follow the direction, stopping short as my eyes widen. Clary is sitting curled up on a window ledge. My eyes scan over the ledge and I suck in breath. The same window ledge I used to perch on as I see the familiar grading of my initials in the same corner of the ledge.

Clary's brow is furrowed as she looks deeply into a huge filling book. Her teeth are pressed down on the plump softness of her lips, her sparkling green eyes lowered as her lashes flicker.

She was beautiful and it stunned me every day on how beautiful she gets every time I see her. I walk silently up to her, smiling as Clary lets out a small groan as she puts the heavy book down. My arms curl around her soft body pulling her close to me as I press my lips against her neck.

Clary's shoulders lower as she turns round reaching up giving me a small brush on my lips causing me to grin. She moves away teasingly, which turned me on a lot. I pull her closer to me pressing my lips against her soft ones, my lower lip brushing hers.

Clary pulls back again, her green eyes softening as I smile at her. I could see each fleck of freckle that adorned her nose as she scrunched it in a cute way.

'Hey,' she whispers.

'You know I never get why people whisper in the library,' I say instead, inside I was punching myself. Why couldn't you just say hi?

Clary rolls her eyes, an amused look on her face. 'That's because of the known rule,'

I pull her tighter against my chest not liking the small distance away from us. 'Rule?' I push my fingers in her hair, liking the soft strands that tickled my fingers.

'Yes, silence in the library,' she says. Her eyes flicker with a delinquent look as she raises her self to her tip toes. 'That's why I am not allowed to do this,' she pecks me lightly. 'Or this,' her lips press against mines, her tongue pokes out teasingly to lick my lips. I shiver as she presses her teeth against those soft cushion lips. 'Or-'

I cut her off by covering my mouth on hers. I ask for entrance which she quickly opens her mouth to give as my lips slip in her mouth. I crook a grin as she tries to battle for dominance against my tongue. I smile as she finally gives up electing out a small whimper causing me to groan silently.

Clary pulls back her neck flushed red, the bite marks from last night still visible. Clary's eyes flicker downwards to the picnic basket I still managed to hold, the handle imprinted on my skin on how tightly I held it behind Clary's back. 'I was thinking romantic get away from your tedious work so we can focus on something interesting,'

'Like you?' Clary says her lips curve upwards. She moves from my arms to pick up her pile of books.

'Like you,' I say honestly loving the way her cheeks flush an adorable red.

She smiles shyly at that taking my offered free hand as we walk out of the library immediately heading towards the patio outside on the green lushes field. The tall pine trees seem to sway there branches in approval as I pull Clary to a secluded area from any interruptions.

Of course the guards are there to my annoyance. Clary sees and quirks a smile, she releases my hand walking over to the guards and speaks in hushed tones. One of them rolls their eyes but bows his head. They move away but still are a distance to see if Clary got in any harm.

'I wish it was just us,' I say truthfully as we walk together to a hidden quiet area.

'With Sebastian alive, we never can be too sure if he sends any of his worthless gifts,' Clary says simply taking the basket from me and shaking out a red and white checked table cloth that I had snuck from the kitchens.

'Gifts?'

'Demons,' Clary says as she moves to lie on the cloth her head tilted back as she smiles up at me. I sit next to her. 'But enough about that. Today it is about us,'

She looks so tempting and deceitful in her small shorts, her creamy legs exposed. She shrugs out of her jacket showing more bite marks that I placed on her possessively last night, her low cut top shows the full length of the Morgenstern ring that shimmered as the light refracted on it.

I smirk at her. 'I'd like nothing else,' I launch myself on her, pinning her down. She lets out a moan of approval as I connect my lips with hers, me laying half on and half off her between her legs. I groan as she shifts, her soft lips felt like velvet as she brushes them against my chin. I duck my head to her creamy soft white neck, nipping at it then sucking red marks.

Clary chuckles. 'Don't you think you already put too many?'

I smile as I kiss her lips softly, I could get so dizzy with love in kissing her that I could make a lifetime of doing it.

'What happened to having a picnic?' Clary says as I kiss her jaw, moving my lips to her ear lobe and nipping at it. She lets out a breathless moan making me shiver.

'Who's to say we can't have dessert early?' I tell her placing my hands on her stomach. Clary's eyes sparkle and turn a deep ocean green before quickly crushing her lips to mines.

Clary P.O.V

'CLARY!' a voice yells. Then 'Oh,'

I pull away from Jace seeing Chrissie shuffle as he takes in the scene of a shirtless Jace and me panting.

'Chrissie,' my voice is a little hitched. I move away from Jace pulling my red curly hair back. Jace lets out a groan. 'What are you doing here?' I ask Chrissie as she looks a little embarrassed.

Chrissie's face lights up. 'Dad said that we could take a stroll through the forest,' He clutches my hand. 'Do you want to come?'

I look to Jace who is smiling but looks a bit put out.

I turn to Chrissie. 'Maybe another time Chrissie,'

Chrissie's shoulders slump, his blue eyes blinking in disappointment.

'But later when you come back there is a bath tub ready,' I say hating that Chrissie is sad.

Chrissie smiles, his dimples twinkling. 'With rubber duckies?' He asks. 'And Ice cream?'

'Yep and yep,' I say smiling I give him a tight hug as he runs back not before giving Jace a cute wave.

I place myself next to Jace, fingering my lips on how swollen they are. We must have kissed for several hours.

'How come I don't get a bubble bath with ice cream?' Jace pouts. I stroke his face, his golden eyes shining.

'No ducks?'

Jace screws his face. 'I hate ducks ever since I was small. They would follow you waddling like a stalker,'

I let out a laugh. 'You're scared of cute ducks?'

Jace gives a mock glare, his fingers wrapping around mines. He looks at the picnic basket that is strewn on the grass with all the contents tipped out every where.

'Well there goes a romantic meal,' I say to him.

'We had an over drive of dessert,' he says smirking at me as I blush. He reaches behind me to the picnic basket. 'Ah,' he declares pulling out a packet of deep red strawberries. He arches his eyebrows to me as I flush some more.

I take the packet ripping it open letting the strawberries fall out. I place strawberries on his nose squishing watching giggling as the red trickle travels down the slope of his nose to his lips.

Jace's eyes darken. 'It's on,' he fishes out a handful of strawberries and squishes across my jaw making me squeal as I throw some at him.

OoOoo

We walk back strawberry stained and very content. Jace slips his hands through mines, his hands sticky and warm. I smile up at him giggling at the sight. His golden locks of hair are clamped together because of the water I chucked down at him, strawberry juice stained on his neck.

'Oh my god,' Iz interrupts as she scans us from head to toe.

She laughs as she takes in my slightly ruffled appearance. 'Straw berries huh?'

'Go bother some one else Iz,' Jace says annoyed wrapping an arm around my waist bringing me close to his side.

'I remember Simon and I-'

'We don't want to know Iz,' I tell her dragging Jace away.

'Yeah, we'll you might want to know that your mother is looking for you,' Iz says a sneer in her voice.

I halt with Jace. 'Oh crap. I forgot I was supposed to meet up with mom later,'

Jace sighs next to me. 'I guess our day is over,' I heave a sigh with him ignoring Izzy's annoyed yawn.

I raise myself to kiss him, our nose brushing each others as I kiss him some more. 'I have to go,' I say reluctantly. 'You can stop by later,'

I travel away from him down the hall to my room wanting to get out of the sweaty clothes. Thankfully, nobody was around as it was nearing evening time for a meal. I slipped past another corridor heading to my chambers.

I gave a small sigh as I pulled off the top that I was wearing, tossing it on a chair.

'Clarissa,' my mother's voice cut through my thoughts. I twist round seeing her sitting on the opposite chair that I had chucked my top on.

'I'm sorry mom, I forgot about meeting up,' I meet her cool gaze, her hands twisted in her lap as she stared me down. 'I was occupied,'

'Yes I can see that,' I blush as my mom scans my exposed upper half full of love bites. 'I am very disappointed in you,'

'Look, I'm sorry.' I say again. 'We can schedule another time,'

I watch as she moves from the chair a distance away from me. 'Clary, you have a kingdom to run. You cannot just put that aside.'

'I just wanted to have some fun for a change!'

'Fun?' Mom says incredibly. 'There is no time for fun! If you haven't noticed there is a war going on!'

I suck in breath annoyed; the joyful glow shimmered out of me. 'That's not fair. I haven't had any fun since they picked me as Queen and assassin in looking after the god damn world!'

'Don't swear Clarissa,' Mom barks out.

'You can't treat me like a child mom like you did every time I came back late from a club with Simon,' I tell her angrily. 'In case you haven't noticed I have grown up and I know my responsibilities. I wanted to have fun, to be able to pull away from my work and worries. The work and worries that are your entire fault,' I snap at her.

Mom raises a shaky hand threw her hair. It ran in soft curls down her back. 'My fault?'

I was too busy in a rant to see how affected mom was. 'Yes! You had to marry Valentine, a member of royalty. You turned down the position of being Queen and appointed me as being a substitute. This war and the whole world's safety rest on my shoulders,' I flush red. 'Why couldn't you just marry Luke so none of this would have happened?'

I glance at mom seeing her quiver and her lips tremble. Her eyes swell with tears.

I step forward apologetic. 'Mom-'

Mom raises her eyes to me. 'I am sorry Clary,' she tells me. 'I am sorry I am a failure as a mother. I let both of you children down,' she looks at me one last time before leaving the room.

I stand still my hands clenching. I cannot believe what I just did. I was so stupid. I kicked a vase full of flowers in anger, it smashed in shiny pieces on the floor near my feet, the flowers strewn out.

'My lady!' I whirl round seeing Sophie, my maidservant, open mouthed. 'What happened?'

'You are dismissed tonight Sophie,' I tell her coldly. What was wrong with me?

Sophie drew back obviously hurt. 'If there is anything you need?'

'You are to leave,' I tell her. Sophie leaves me one last wounded look before leaving the room and closing the door with a bang. I move away from the broken bits of glass and flop down on the bed. I curl into a ball falling into heavy sleep.

There you go! Another chapter! I just wanted today's chapter to be part fluff part drama. Hope you enjoyed the fluffiness, I think we all deserved a big spoon of Jace and Clary romance.

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