Jace walked by Clary's door and into his own room. He could hear the muffled sounds of her music. Pulling out his new purchase, Jace discarded the shopping bag onto his bed. He broke open the box and pulled out this generation's polaroid camera. Tessa always wielding her vintage camera happened to be his inspiration. Loading up the film, he strolled over to Clary's room, not bothering to knock.

On top of the bed, red curls bouncing, Clary danced in only a lace bra and athletic shorts. Jace grinned and snapped a photo of her, placing the print on a standing shelf next to him. She seemed unbothered by his presence. The song was one he recognized, Here (In Your Arms) by Hellogoodbye. Just as the melody slowed, Clary jumped off the bed with a thud. She made a sultry walk over to him, mouthing the lyrics.

Our lips... Can touch... Her hand lightly stroked his cheek. Jace could feel the previous amusement slip from his features, replaced by fascination.

And our cheeks... Can brush... She leaned in, her lips grazing his ever so lightly. In that moment, he was completely captivated by her. Yet in a flash, the music shifted and Clary danced off. Jace blinked clearing his head, before he threw himself on her bed, propped up against the headboard.

Clary turned her music down. "What's up?" She said happily.

"You tell me." Jace replied. He noticed her face was done up with makeup and some of her curls pinned back. With the point of his camera at her, Clary momentarily posed. Then, she went about her business, discarding her shorts in trade for black skinny jeans.

"I have a date tonight." She told him, all too cheerfully.

"Is that so?" Jace feigned disinterest as he played with the device.

Clary stood at her closet, flipping hangers from side to side in search of a blouse. "Yep. Sebastian wanted to take me to dinner and a movie. Such the gentleman."

Jace snorted. 'Gentleman' his ass. He was taking a page straight out of Jace's playbook. But, the next thing he knew, the short girl was straddling him and the small mounds of her cleavage were invitingly in his face. "Jealous?" She proposed with a smirk.

"Not if you blow me first." He shot.

Instead of the eyeroll he was expecting, Clary scooted further down his legs. Her hands fisted the side of his shorts to bring them down with her. Then, she unearthed the erection he had growing since he saw her dancing on the bed.

"Like this?" She asked, licking his length. Jace hummed and nodded. He watched her take all of him in her mouth, slowly teasing him with her pace. He raised his camera and took another photo of her. Her lips contorted around his shaft into what he knew was a full mouth smile. She sat up, trying for a look of disapproval. "You better burn these." She scolded.

Jace shrugged, playing innocent. "I have plans for them."

Clary grumbled in response, "Yeah, I don't like the sound of that." She checked her watch and climbed off the bed. "He's gonna be here soon." She informed.

"You are such a tease." He complained, tucking away his stiff member. The red head winked at him as she buttoned her jeans and threw on her chosen blouse. "Wait up for me?" She requested, zipping up her short boots.

"We will see." Jace murmured. Clary grinned, slinging her purse around her shoulder. With a pinch of his cheek she strutted out the room.

The evening flew by for Clary and before she knew it, they were parked outside her house. It turned out to be a great date. Sebastian really was a decent guy. He bought dinner and movie tickets but Clary made sure to get their snacks.

"I don't suppose your mom would be okay with me coming inside." Sebastian mentioned, his fingers laced through hers.

"She's not home actually." She replied without thought.

"Oh, and your stepdad?"

Clary had to fight an eyeroll. Was calling him 'Jace's dad' not sufficient enough? "Stephan typically leaves me alone. Jace on the other hand would probably not be too happy with your presence." She said.

Sebastian chuckled. "Yeah, we all had strict instructions to leave you alone. He said he wasn't about to deal with that drama."

"You seem to have taken that warning lightly."

"Hey, I had eyes for you way before you guys moved in together." He defended.

Clary simply smiled and patted their folded hands. "Well, I'll see you at school. I had a good time."

Sebastian was leaning over the center console, his eyes dropped to her lips. "Me too. Goodnight." He affirmed, yet his hand still held hers.

Knowing what was expected, Clary leaned in and kissed him sweetly goodbye. As he drove away and Clary went inside, she felt what was best described as unadorned satisfaction. A plain contentment that was neither exciting nor disappointing.

With a sigh, she peeled off her jacket to hang on the hook. She could hear the television playing in the other room. She walked down the hall, unsurprised to find Jace stretched back on the couch. He took a gulp of his soda can, finishing it, and kicked his feet up on the coffee table.

"Hey, babe." He said unconcerned upon seeing her. His eyes barely left the screen.

Clary shuffled over to the couch by him. "What are you still doing up?" She asked through a yawn.

Jace ushered to the television. "Game is almost over. My dad is already asleep." He told her.

"Oh, good." And with that she plopped herself down in his lap like he was her personal chair. Jace didn't hesitate to wind both arms her waist as she lay back against him.

"So, how was your date?" He questioned, sounding only mildly interested. With his hand, he gently tucked her curls to the side, giving full exposure of her neck. He began to leave little pecks along her collar bone.

Clary tried not to linger on the fact that while she was just on a date, she was now snuggling with another man. It was really just too complicated.

"You will be glad to hear that he was the perfect gentlemen." She assured. Jace had actually become a lot like a protective brother… or jealous boyfriend… somewhere in between there. Honestly, it was a foreign territory that she didn't know how to navigate.

Jace hummed against her skin. "That is good to hear. I can't smell any of his cologne on you. I'm assuming he didn't get too close." His little pecks became wetter. She could feel his tongue dart out to taste her, as he sucked at the soft skin up her neck.

"Well, he did give me a quick kiss goodnight when he dropped me off." Clary divulged.

Jace just snickered into her hair. "Pussy. I would have closed." He bragged. Clary swatted at his folded hands against her stomach in rebuke. He took that as an opportunity to move them lower and undo the button and zipper of her jeans.

"I think Seb is a lot like you, actually. Not quite as witty though." She continued to chat.

"Mm hmm." Jace didn't break from decorating her neck in sensual kisses. He nibbled lightly at her ear lobe and he could hear her breathing become heavier. He slipped his hand down the front of her pants, palming her sex. Clary let out an audible gasp. Jace smoothly slid his fingers along her folds.

"But, he's really just got this likeable way about him." She droned on, her voice wavering a bit. Jace circled his fingertips lightly around her peak. She arched her back and brought a hand up to fist in his hair behind her. Jace continued his assault on her neck, which alone was sending heat through her nerves. His hand picked up pace against her.

However, images of her date still wandered through Clary's mind. "You know, the way his mouth is kind of lopsided when he grins is actually pretty adorable." She mentioned.

Jace pulled his mouth away from her. "That's it." At once, he wrenched his hand out of her jeans and scooped under legs, tossing her to the cushion beside him. "I am not about to pleasure you to the thought of another guy." He stubbornly informed her. He clicked the T.V. off and headed to the kitchen.

Clary could only sit up and laugh. "Oh, is that what was happening?" She teased. She waltzed over to the staircase, waiting for Jace. He frowned at her and retrieved the whip cream and chocolate syrup. He tipped his head back to squirt a clump of whipped cream into his mouth.

"Need I remind you of which guy you are currently fucking?" He exclaimed and pointed the bottle toward her accusingly.

Clary just smirked as Jace followed her up the steps. "You sound quite jealous, Herondale." She suspected. Clary led them into Jace's room, already knowing that's where he wanted her.

Jace set the ingredients down on the dresser. "Please, obviously, if he knew about us he would be the jealous one." He replied and pulled his t-shirt over his head.

Clary sat down at the end of his bed still smirking. "What 'about us', exactly?" She said egging him on. Jace walked over to her and helped her out of her tight sweater.

"Well, one being the fact that you spend your date with him thinking about me." He explained. Jace reached around and undid her bra with one twist of her fingers. He slipped it down her arms and dropped it to the floor beside them.

Clary was about to argue but Jace continued. "And next being that while he is out there playing the gentleman, I'm the one that gets to peel you out of your clothes—" Clary lifted her hips so Jace could pull her jeans down her legs and her panties along with them. "And get to bed you every night." He finished.

Clary, who had found their whole conversation humorful up to this point, now frowned. "Well, way to make me feel guilty about it." She mumbled.

Jace took her hands in his and laid her back on the bed. Still dressed in his jeans, he kneeled over her naked body. He leaned forward, pinning her arms above her head. His lips lingered above hers, just barely touching. "Well, I did have you first." He whispered.

Jace climbed off and went to retrieve the ingredients from the dresser. Clary still lay calmly on the bed.

"What are you doing?" Clary questioned as she watched his movements. Jace approached her and with one bottle he left a topping of whip cream on each breast and her nether region.

"Making myself some dessert." He replied, blatantly smiling to himself. He then took the bottle of chocolate syrup and with it, spelled out a big 'JACE' down her torso.

Clary lifted her head to see his work. "Cute." She voiced sarcastically.

"Just claiming my territory." He proclaimed. Jace leaned down to her and licked the top of the 'J' before smothering her mouth with his. He kissed her passionately and Clary could taste the chocolate. He pulled away from her and set the ingredients down. The blonde mastermind walked around to the end of the bed. He grasped her legs and yanked her ass down to the end of it. He wasted no time parting her legs and dipping his head low between her thighs.

Clary moaned as Jace's mouth made contact with her womanhood. With expertise, his tongue lapped up the whip cream that resided over her clit. Her hands that still rested above her, gripped tightly at the blankets. His tongue pressed harder against her peak and Clary bit down on her lip to keep quiet.

Jace's mouth moved up her belly, leaving sloppy kisses of chocolate in his wake. Jace brought a hand to her breast, lifting it for better access. He greedily licked up the whipped cream and his tongue encircled her bare nipple. He nibbled at it slightly, teasing her. His head moved to the other and repeated the process. Clary entangled her fingers in his hair. Her breathing was erratic as she was nothing but a bundle of tense nerves.

Jace devoured the chocolate and kissed his way up her neck. Once his lips reached hers, they smiled. His body now completely covered hers and his pants had been discarded at some point too, she noticed.

"Your bed is going to be all messy." She pointed out in a whisper against his lips. Jace just kissed her in return. A slow and savoring kiss.

"I'll just have to sleep in your bed then." He whispered back through a smile.

"Hmmm, we'll see." She replied.

Jace's hand ran down her hip and around her behind. He brought her leg up and hooked it around his back. He took this as his opportunity to slide inside her. Clary arched her back and gripped her arms around his neck at the sudden fullness. Jace kissed sweetly under her jawline as he moved in and out of her. Her breath staggered with each buck of his hips that were sending waves of pleasure through her. Jace's hands removed hers from around his neck and he pinned them above her once again. He threaded his fingers through hers and she threw her other leg around him. Jace picked up pace, rolling his hips into hers. He rested his forehead against hers. His open mouth hovered above hers so that their breath mingled. Clary lifted her chin to catch his lips, her tongue wrestling his. His teeth grazed her bottom lip as she pulled away.

Jace brought his hand to rest against her face as he watched her roll in pleasure beneath him. His thumb caressed her swollen lip. "Tell me that this is all you want. That he means nothing." He begged her, his voice rough. He didn't know why but he had the sudden need to hear it. The way she looked trussed up and begging for release… He wanted to know he was the only one that could give it to her.

Clary screwed her eyes tight shut. "Jace, I'm going to cum!" It was the only reply she gave him.

Jace dipped his head to move his lips against her ear. "Cum for me, babe. I want it. I want all of you." He whispered to her. A second later, Clary cried out and gripped his shoulders, her nails digging in. The feeling of her walls tightening around him sent Jace over the edge as well. He buried his head into the crook of her neck and shuddered against her as he released himself inside of her.

Clary ran a hand over her forehead as she tried to collect her breathing. Her limbs were still tingling from her orgasm. Jace pushed up and rolled to the side of her. For a moment she just listened to the sounds of their labored breath. Then, she muscled a hand into the air and Jace didn't hesitate to smack it in a high-five. Clary laughed and stood up to collect her clothes. Jace readjusted and rested his hands behind his head for support. He watched her move about with a satisfied smirk.

Clary caught sight of herself in the dresser mirror. A smeared 'JACE' still ran down her torso. She looked back at him and raised an eyebrow. "Nice." She commented.

"You've never looked better." Jace agreed.

Clary rolled her eyes but giggled. "I'm going to go shower and clean this off." She told him as she strutted out his door still naked.

"Do you need some company?" Jace offered trying to sound casual.

Clary poked her head back in "Well, it does get a bit lonely in that whole ten minutes." She sarcastically rivaled before disappearing again.

"I'm taking that as a 'yes.'" Jace affirmed.

While Clary stepped under the steaming hot water, Jace waited back to brush his teeth first. Once, he stepped through the curtain, she moved out of the water for him to use and she set to work on scrubbing off the sticky chocolate sauce. They moved around each other with a comfortable familiarity that made her feel weightless. She watched him, his eyes closed tight as shampoo and water flowed down his face and chest. She admired the natural tan of his skin, the light hairs on his chest and the deep V-lines of his abdomen. Grabbing his sides, she maneuvered them to switch places and he let her with ease. But, before she was completely under the water, Jace pressed her body with his against the shower wall. He bent to rest his forehead against hers. His eyes bored into her while water ran down his cheeks and dripped off his nose and eyelashes. His large hands grazed up her collarbone and cupped her small face. He dropped his mouth to hers, kissing her slowly.

Usually when Jace kissed her, Clary felt desire run through her but the kiss was too sweet for that. It was soft and slow, as if it weren't in a rush to go anywhere. He kissed her for the sake of kissing her, with his open mouth and peppered smooches. Butterflies rose in Clary's stomach at the new feeling it brought. She reached for him, but instead of pulling him closer, she broke away to finish rinsing under the water.

Jace let her go without a word and she heard him exit the shower and then bathroom. The weightlessness she felt before was now replaced by anxiety. Her head scrambled to find why that kiss felt so different and her heart fluttered to shake the feeling off.

After wrapping herself in a fluffy towel, Clary stepped in her room only to see Jace tucked under the covers. He laid on his side, eyes closed as if he was already asleep.

"What do you think you are doing?" She demanded as she traded her towel for sleepwear.

"You were right. My bed is messy." He mumbled without opening his eyes.

"Ever heard of 'spare-sheets'?" She huffed.

"I'll do it tomorrow."

"Jace..." She whined. "You can't sleep with me." Yet, the boy continued to ignore her.

Clary growled. In her only defiance, she grabbed the two extra pillows she had and packed them in the middle of the bed along his body.

Jace perked up, confused. "What are you doing?" He questioned.

"Creating boundaries." She asserted as she laid on the other side of her pillow wall. "Now go to sleep."

Clary laid still, her breathing even, as she tried to quiet her mind and fall asleep. A rustling came from the other side of the pillow.

"Are you asleep?" Jace whispered harshly against her ear.

"Yes." She snapped.

"Good." Suddenly the pillow against her back was gone, replaced by Jace's chest. His arm draped around, cupping her breast, as he pulled her tight against him.

Clary laughed, despite herself. "Jace! Boundaries!" She admonished.

"Shh, you are asleep, remember?"

"You cannot spoon me." She argued, trying to slip out of his grip. Turning to face him was the only progress she made.

"Why's that?" He asked, clearly unaffected by her struggling.

"Because it's distracting." She replied through tight lips, squished against his face.

Jace grinned in the dark. "I know."

OMG 2 updates in one week. Its a miracle.

I liked this Chapter (: They are cute (:

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