Prompt from Rando29 on A03: "Clace have their honeymoon at a fancy resort and get noise complaints from their neighbors."
I had a little bit of fun with a bit more dirty talk than normal in this one. I hope you all enjoy!
Marriage changes everything Jace has discovered. He'd thought Alec was exaggerating when he'd told him in such vague terms, smirking as he said "you'll find out" when he pressed him for further Information. He still isn't sure what exactly he meant, but he is certain that there is a difference between himself and Clary now. Something in the way they touch each other, the way they look at each other, something almost imperceptible, but palpable, something more. Something that makes them ravenous for each other in a way they have never felt before and apparently much louder and unreserved.
So loud in fact that they have come to meet their neighbouring honeymooners who are much too close in proximity for Jace's taste. At least that's what he tells himself as he passes by their villa nodding curtly at their disapproving faces as he strolls back to his and Clary's villa proudly sporting nothing but his board shorts and a cocky lopsided grin. He would say he's sorry for disturbing them but in truth he is not. Rather he wonders how terrible their sex life must be to be obsessing over a little noise from him and Clary when they could be making a racket of their own.
His eyes latch onto to Clary immediately as he enters their villa, his heart instantly leaping into a gallop at the sight of her making coffee in the kitchen in nothing but her black lacy lingerie that leaves noting to the imagination. Her eyes latch onto to him as she finishes pouring her coffee, hungrily taking him in, a small smirk on her face.
"I know, I'm stunningly beautiful." He quips chuckling lightly as she rolls her eyes and takes a sip of her coffee.
"Did you enjoy your swim?" She asks, still eyeing him but making no attempt to move closer.
"I did." Jace answers, leaning over the counter on his elbows so he is down on her level. "Our neighbours appear to still be upset by the way." His proud smile making it clear that he has no intention of caring what they think or doing anything mitigate the situation.
Clary blushes slightly. "I guess we can't blame them considering how… attentive you've been."
Jace chuckles lightly as he reaches across the counter taking her free hand into his. "Well who could blame me for being excited when my wife has been walking around in nothing her panties for most of this trip."
He holds her gaze as she smiles and then bites her lip playfully. "I like that word." She states.
"What, panties?" He jests, knowing full well what she means.
She rolls her eyes and puts down her coffee after another quick sip, no longer craving caffeine. "You know what I mean." She smirks squeezing his hands gently.
"I know." He acknowledges, teasing her as he steps around the counter eyeing the luscious curves of her petite body as he comes to stand beside her. "You know I think we could make them even more than a little annoyed right now…" He suggests, a cheeky grin crossing his face.
Clary smirks as she turns to him, leaning on elbow on the counter top. "Only if you say it again." She challenges.
Jace smirks back at her, a wicked glint in his eyes. "Okay then… wife."
Clary takes one step closer, placing her hands on his bare chest. "Say it again." She commands.
Jace takes advantage of their proximity placing his hands on her hips as he leans in to place a gentle kiss to her exposed neck, continuing a trail up to her ear as he whispers against her skin over and over again. Wife. He could never get tired of saying it, of remembering that this amazing woman is arms has actually chosen him to spend the rest of her life with him. The reality of it does things to him that he can't explain as his mouth reaches her ear and he whispers low and heavy. "What do you want Clary?"
He can feel her breath coming heavier against his neck as she circles one hand around his back, clutching at his bare skin. "I want…" she sighs losing her composure at the feeling of his lips trailing down her neck and his hands cupping her ass. "I want you to take me on this countertop… right now." She gasps surprised as he lifts her up suddenly placing her gently on the countertop, hands running slow trails over her thighs as he meets her gaze, both of their eyes alight with mischief. She places her hands either side of his face holding his gaze until the moment neither of them can bear the separation anymore, their mouths coming together passionately.
His lips are hungry, his tongue gently dancing with hers as his hands travel to her hips thumbs gently massaging as hers move to his shoulders pulling him closer. He can feel the heat radiating between her legs and he cannot stop himself from letting his hands slowly travel along her inner thighs, longing for those incredibly sexy panties to be gone so he can touch her. He hooks his fingers under the hem and she shimmies a little as he moves back just enough to slide them off. His eyes drink in the sight of her and he needs to taste her immediately. "Lean back." He orders smirking as he spreads her out before him enjoying the way she is already glistening with arousal. She leans back on her elbows lifting her legs to brace her feet on the edge of the counter as he leans over, capturing her lips again briefly before trailing kisses down the side of her neck to her chest, pausing there as he slides the straps of her bralette down one at a time and she works her arms out of them exposing her breasts to him.
She moans unreservedly as his tongue and hands find her breasts, arching into his touch as his tongue swirls around her nipples before sucking gently, hands gently massaging until she is nearly gasping with pleasure, longing to feel his touch lower where she can feel herself already dripping for him. "Jace, please!" She begs tilting her hips up, hoping he'll take the hint. His eyes gleam with amusement as he kisses his way down her stomach, hands massaging her sides as he inches closer to where he knows she is dying for him. By the time he reaches her hips he can smell her arousal and it takes all of his effort to hold himself back knowing the pleasure she gets from his teasing. He can feel her hands tangling in his hair, enjoying the way she whimpers impatiently as he places wet kisses around her inner thighs and hips driving her crazy until she can't handle it anymore.
"Jace please!" She begs breathless.
She can feel the gentle vibrations as he chuckles lightly against her skin. "Please what?" He continues teasing. He wants to hear her say it, wants to hear the words that tumble from her mouth when she's too turned on to care how she sounds.
Clary groans in frustration. "Please put your tongue where it belongs!" She almost snaps, ready to burst.
Jace knows he's walking on thin ice, but he can't help himself. He raises himself back up to her face smirking and kisses his way to her ear. "And just where does my tongue belong?" He whispers low and smooth hovering over her.
Clary's breath is coming harder as she raises her lips to his earlobe biting down gently as she scratches her nails up his sides. If he's going to tease her to death, she's going to give as good as she takes. "Your tongue belongs between my legs Jace…" She gasps lightly as she feels him press up against her, enjoying the way his skin feels against hers as he kisses his way back to her mouth, crashing his lips against hers in a long drawn out kiss before pulling back, a wicked grin crossing his face before trailing his tongue down her body, pausing briefly before running the underside of his tongue down over her clit to her entrance and back up again, eliciting a loud moan from Clary as she tangles one hand in his hair.
The taste of her is incredible, better than anything else in the world. He devours her, leaving no inch of her unexplored, teasing around her labia, circling and sucking around her clit, sliding his tongue inside of her and dragging it up along her seam to her clit and back again, increasing pressure and pace as she gasps and moans louder with each new stroke, her nails gently digging into his scalp as she starts rolling her hips meeting the movements of his tongue. He remembers the first time he went down on her, how shy and reserved she had been, unsure and insecure at the prospect of revealing herself so openly to him. But the years together have given her confidence and she is no longer afraid of laying open before him, demanding her pleasure from him with wild abandon.
"More!" She cries out between her escalating moans and he knows what she wants, enraptured in her pleasure, his own desire building rapidly as he starts probing a finger slowly inside of her, keeping his mouth attentive to her clit as he slides another in marveling at the way she opens to him, so swollen and dripping red hot and wanting. He loves the way she cries out for even more, never satisfied with less than she desires and he adds a third finger swirling in and out of her as she moves her hips in time with him, her chest heaving as she lets go of his head to support herself against the tidal wave building inside of her. He can feel himself straining against his shorts imagining how amazing it would feel to completely bury himself inside of her right now, but he is determined to let her finish first.
She can feel her movements becoming less controlled, her vision blurring slightly as he works her closer to her release, his movements increasingly rapid and fluid. She is so close she can barely stand it, her mouth uttering obscenities so loud now she is certain the entire world can hear what he is doing to her and yet she still wants more, her body opening to him as if she could consume him whole and never be satisfied. "Harder Jace!" She gasps and within seconds she is tumbling over the edge, her orgasm crashing over her entire body so forcefully and blindingly that all coherent thought disappears and all she can do is let the waves crash over her until they slowly subside as Jace strokes her down while kissing his way back up her body to her face.
"That. Was. Incredible." She emphasizes as he cups her face with one hand, wiping off any residue from his face with the other.
"It was if I do say so myself." He brags.
She rolls her eyes but only half heartedly, nudging him as she sits up with him wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss as she lets her hands roam down his chest over his impressive abs to brush over the bulge in his shorts, eliciting a small groan from him. She pulls back just enough to meet his eyes as she rubs him through his shorts. "Now then mister Herondale, what are we going to do with this?"
"Mmmm…" he moans lightly. "I have a few ideas."
She tilts her head to one side coyly as she starts untying the drawstring on his shorts, eager to touch him. "Go on…" She encourages as she teases around the skin just under the band, leaning in to kiss his neck sucking gently, enjoying the slightly salty taste of him and his intoxicating musk that is uniquely him.
"First…" He pauses sucking in a sharp breath as her hands travel lower inside his pants caressing either side of him brushing lightly past his shaft, teasing him mercilessly as he did her.
Her lips travel along the underside of his jaw to his earlobe where she nibbles tantalizingly before muttering. "Cat got your tongue?"
He grips her sides firmly, his breath coming ragged as she draws her hands over him, firmly massaging over his groin brushing over his balls, still not fully touching him. "I…" He starts again, having trouble articulating himself as she continues rubbing over him, waiting for him to tell her what he wants. "…oh god Clary, right now all I want to do is bury myself deep inside you."
"Yeah?" She asks, her breath warm and moist in his ear.
"Yeah." He confirms breathlessly. "Right here, on this countertop."
"Then I guess I'd better make you ready…" She whispers low and sultry as she moves her hands to slide his shorts off, finishing the job with her feet, sliding them as far down the back of his legs as she can, his almost fully erect shaft brushing up against her, eliciting a small moan from both of them. She reaches down with both hands slowly, deliberately dragging her fingers over him from balls to tip grasping his shaft with one hand and sliding the other to fondle his balls as she starts rubbing in small circles over him.
He groans deeply against her, letting his lips explore her neck and over her jaw before claiming her mouth again, sliding his tongue over her bottom lip demanding entrance which she gladly grants him, massaging her tongue against his, feeling heady from the lingering taste of herself on his lips. She can feel herself dripping, a powerful ache building inside of her again, longing to be filled as only he can. She strokes one hand over herself coating it in her juices before wrapping it around his shaft, slicking him thoroughly in her sex as he moans into her mouth. She pulls him closer guiding him to slide along her folds, moaning at the feeling of him gliding over her.
"Oh by the angel…" she gasps as she leans her forehead against his feeling his laboured breathing against her lips. "Tell me what you want Jace and don't hold back." She demands, lost in the sensations building inside of her.
Jace's hands massage over her hips, kneading into her pubis as he continues sliding himself over her. It feels indescribably good, but he wants more, wants to feel her insides stretch around him as he buries himself in her, to feel her walls clench around him in pleasure as moves inside of her. He slides one hand up over her side brushing over her breasts to her shoulder and neck, coming to stop at her face, brushing his thumb gently over her cheek as he temporarily halts the movement of their hips. "I want to fuck to you slowly Clary…" He breathes out drunk with desire for her. "I want to feel every inch of you around me and draw it out until you can hardly stand it and you're begging me to let you finish… I want to feel you clench around me as I fall apart in your arms and I spill myself inside of you… I… oh by the angel Clary, I just want you!"
Clary bites her lip as she places on hand on his chest, unbelievably turned on. Jace has always had a way with words and she has discovered that she loves it when he talks dirty sometimes, though she will rarely admit it to him and even more rarely talk dirty back. But there is something incredibly sexy in their mood today that has them so much less reserved and she cannot hold back her words anymore. "Then take me Jace…" She encourages him rolling her hips to slide over him as she wraps her legs around him, digging her heals into his butt. "Take that beautiful big cock and fuck me until I can hardly remember my own name…"
Jace's mouth hangs open in surprise for a moment before he quirks a lopsided grin. "Only if you say it." He teases, wanting to hear it from her too.
Clary leans back on her palms letting her gaze roam over him deliberately from where they are still sliding slowly over each other over his magnificent torso back to his face. "Say what?" She teases merciless, knowing exactly what he wants to hear.
He massages over her inner thighs smirking, enjoying the teasing between them. "You know what."
"Hmmm… maybe I need reminding." She pushes him on, letting the tension build between them.
"Well Clary, we did just get married…" He prompts, unable to keep the amusement from his eyes.
"Mmmmm…" Clary moans at his touch closing her eyes for a moment before meeting his gaze again. "I guess that makes you my husband…" she trails off reaching to grasp his left hand with hers running her thumb over the ring he wears. "…at least that's what I assume this ring means." She quirks one eyebrow biting her lip again playfully.
Jace shakes his head in amusement pulling her flush against him "And what do you want your husband to do now? Ask nicely…"
Clary leans in kissing him briefly but passionately biting his lower lip before gripping his hip with her free hand. "Fuck me husband." She commands and when he raises an eyebrow she waits for a moment and then adds "Please."
Jace grins widely. "As you wish." He obliges as he reaches between them to guide himself to her entrance, pausing briefly and holding her gaze as he slides all the way into her, both of them gasping at the sudden connection. There is no need for easing his way in this time. She is so open and warm and wet that he fills her with ease, sliding in and out of her smoothly, reveling in the feeling of her surrounding him completely. He makes good on his promise of drawing it out, circling his hips a little to add to the sensation as they hold each other close, lips locked together in lingering kisses as the tension between them slowly builds.
Clary breaks away to lean back on her palms, closing her eyes in bliss as he caresses her insides so perfectly that it leaves her lost for words. "Lay back." He says after a few minutes, pausing to adjust their position, pulling her butt just off the countertop as she relaxes herself letting her head rest on one of the arms as she watches him curiously enrapt in his movements. He grips the back of her legs hoisting them onto his shoulders taking his time to kiss each one tenderly before resume his movements. The sensation is somehow infinitely better as he begins thrusting inside of her again a little faster while still drawing it out tantalizingly. "Oooohhh…" Clary moans louder, revelling in the feeling of him filling her in a way she can only describe as delicious. "…you feel so good inside me…" She breaths out, her pulse escalating with every new thrust, a fire building inside of her, ready to consume them both.
Jace runs his hands over her legs as he slowly increases his pace. "Fuuuck…" He groans starting to feel his release building, forcing himself to remain in control. He is determined to bring her to her peak first. "…you feel so amazing Clary… I could fuck you for the rest of my life…"
"It's a good thing we're married then." She teases before crying out loudly as he thrusts harder into her. "Oh god yes! Please Jace, fuck me harder!" She exclaims, arching her back as she massages her breasts.
God she is so beautiful! She is always beautiful, but right now she has never been more stunning to him with her long red curls splayed against the counter, her gloriously perfect pale skin flushed and starting to gleam with sweet from their exertions, her perfect pink nipples standing to attention as she squeezes them to enhance her own pleasure. He thrusts harder unable to stop the volume of his own groans as he feels her clenching around him, a sure sign that she is getting closer to her peak.
"Harder… please… harder… faster…" She begs unashamedly, all teasing between them ended, neither of them able to deny each other or draw it out for much longer. He slams into her hard and fast as she thrusts her hips to meet his, their moans escalating louder and completely out of their control as she runs her hands all over her body, eyebrows creased from the intensity. He grips her legs holding her steady and he simply cannot tear his eyes away from her, completely enrapt in the sight of her enjoying the pleasure he is giving her.
"God, Clary I'm so close!" He gasps, knowing she is too, from the way she clenches around him.
"Yes! Aaah yes! Jace please!" She is practically screaming now, unable to stop the trembling in her core as he reaches between them to rub her clit, sending her over the edge in seconds, screaming his name as he follows her engulfed by the fire between them, the force of their shared orgasm almost enough to buckle his knees. He grips the countertop for balance as he spills himself inside of her, gentle trembling thrusts stroking them both down as they stare at each other, completely enrapt in the afterglow.
He releases her legs, carefully pulling out as he pulls her up to him, longing to be closer to her. She lets him pull her into his arms, gripping the muscles in his back as she tucks her face into the crook of his neck, breathing in his scent deeply as her pulse slowly returns to normal.
"Do you think we'll get kicked out?" She asks giggling as she realises how loud she's been.
Jace's lips smile against her neck and he places a tender kiss there before speaking. "Well I don't know about that, I do tip the staff here very well… and I for one enjoy it immensely when you scream my name."
Clary nudges his side playfully, pulling back to meet his mischievous gaze. "It's even better when you scream my name at the same time." She agrees running her hands over his chest.
They both giggle, giddy from the emotions and hormones racing through both of them. Jace's face grows tender after a moment bringing one hand to the side of her face. "I love you so much Clary." He speaks seriously, unable to keep the emotion from his voice.
Clary cups his cheek with her hand leaning in to kiss him tenderly. "I love you more than I know how to say." She confesses as their lips part and she meets his gaze again, noting the un-shed tears glistening in his eyes. Nobody but her really knows this side of him, the side that gets cracked open in moments like this, revealing how vulnerable he really is underneath the front he wears for everyone else. He confessed to her once, as they were planning their wedding, that he was so far removed from his emotions when he met her that he wasn't sure he was even capable of feeling the things he felt for her. She'd known, of course she'd known, but hearing him say it out loud had made her so proud, made her love him even more than she thought was possible.
"Do you think the neighbours would mind us skinny dipping in the middle of the day?" Jace suddenly asks clearly trying to lighten the mood.
Clary laughs shaking her head. He just can't help himself sometimes… well most of the time. "I think that might just tip them over the edge." She comments. "The cool water would feel good right now though."
Jace can't keep the proud smirk from his face as he helps her down from the counter as she rolls her eyes. "I know I know, you're insanely hot…" she trails off sarcastically as he laughs lightly tapping her ass playfully as she walks.
He throws his hands up in the air as she feigns indignance placing one hand on her hip. "It was staring at me." He defends as she shakes her head.
"Don't go starting something you can't finish." She warns, not even a little bit serious.
Jace's eyes light up at the realisation of what she's suggesting. "Maybe later?" He suggests.
Clary shrugs playfully. "Maybe… If you're good for the rest of the day."
Jace grins excitedly. "It's a pity we didn't bring our toys." He comments.
Clary smiles suggestively. "Jace… do you really think Izzy would let us go away without at least some toys?"
For a moment Jace thinks she's joking as she pulls on her bikini, but then she pulls out a small case placing it on the bed. "Wait, really?" He asks, smile widening.
Clary shrugs. "Don't ask me what's in there, all she said was it was a present to help 'spice things up'." Clary air quotes amused. "I'm not sure she's aware of how much we already have."
"Well then…" Jace starts, unsure whether he wants to retrieve his board shorts just yet. "Shall we…"
"Later." Clary confirms winking. "For now let's just cool down for a while."
Jace sighs feigning disappointment as he pulls his shorts back on.
Two days later they receive a visit from resort management telling them they've been upgraded free of charge to a much more private villa isolated from the rest of the resort. Jace smirks at Clary who is shaking her head at him knowingly as the resort staff assist them with carrying their luggage. They don't ask questions, they know the reason. Jace chuckles as they are left alone in their substantially larger and very secluded space.
"So the lesson here is that really good sex gets us upgrades?" Clary asks raising one eyebrow suggestively.
Jace pulls her close holding her by the hips. "Hmmm, I guess we should keep having really good sex then. Who knows, maybe we'll get a mansion next time…"
Clary laughs heartily before pulling him in for a passionate kiss, Jace picking her up and wasting no time taking her to christen their new bed.
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