Hey everyone! Long time, no see! Here's the next chapter. Very quickly, there is a long A/N below, but it's not a very happy one, and you're under no obligation to read. To sum it up here, there is no posting schedule, I will post when I can, message me on any of my provided platforms if you have questions. However, I do have a Clace oneshot that will be getting posted this weekend :)

Also, this chapter is not yet edited. I will try to do it this weekend.

"I could get used to this," Clary sighed out as she felt Jace's hands rubbing up and down her shoulders, the glide made easy from the warm water and the soapy suds from the bath bomb that Jace had found under the sink and had tossed into the water when he had been drawing the bath.

"Yeah, baby, you think so?" Jace's voice was soft and teasing as he leaned forward, kissing her shoulder as his hands moved down her arms and dipped under the warm water to rest on her waist. "So could I." And Clary was glad that she was facing away from him, because her face got redder at that, and it wasn't just because of the heat from the water. It was actually really nice, the way that once she had woken up, her body feeling a bit achy and used after sex, she'd rolled over and the heels weren't on her feet anymore, standing up nicely in the corner of the room, and a light blanket was pulled over to keep her from getting cold, and she could hear the sound of water running. When Jace had come back into the room—still deliciously naked—he'd smiled down at her when he'd seen her eyes were open, and told her that he was getting a bath ready for them.

She'd never actually had a bath with someone else, not like this, not after sex, not...This intimate.

She was pretty sure her ears were burning with how happy she was right now, the scents of the lavender coming from the dissolving bath bomb, Jace's arms strong and secure around her, only comforting, not...Not searching or groping or moving anywhere, just holding her.

If she was left for any longer, she might fall asleep again, and she really didn't want to do that.

"Jace?" She asked.

"Yeah, baby?" Jace responded easily, and she could feel him nuzzling at the back of her ear again, against her shoulder, and it made her shiver, and she felt his chuckle in response. Usually she hated it when people acted all smug, as though they were happy about the effect they were having on her—which didn't happen a lot—but Jace wasn't acting smug, and even if he was—hell, he deserved it.

"Can I ride you?" Clary asked, and then almost gasped out loud because suddenly his fingers at her hips tightened and she felt a bite of his blunt nails digging into the soft skin of her waist, clearly completely taken off guard by her question.

"Here?" Jace asked, and Clary felt a grin spread across her face as she looked at the tiles opposite her, decorating the wall of the bathroom, because there was an obvious hitch to his breath. He hadn't expected that question from her.

"Yes, please," Clary tilted her head back, all the way back, resting in on his shoulder and patting her eyelashes up at him as best as she could, and Jace blinked down at her, his own eyes going dark. He swallowed hard, she heard the sound of his throat and chest contracting, and she purposefully sunk her teeth into her lower lip as she stared up at Jace from his shoulder. She let her eyelids droop a little as she looked up at him, and Jace honestly looked as though he was thinking about it, and Clary was about to pull away from him and protest that they'd already had sex, and if he even though about trying to hold out on her again after he'd already put his magic cock in her then she was going to riot, but then he was grinning and nodding.

"Go get a condom first, baby," he told her with another light squeeze to her hip. Clary nodded instantly and was standing up and stepping out of the bath within seconds, not caring that she was dripping water as she only wiped her feet briefly before darting out of the bathroom and into the bedroom, Jace letting out a laugh under his breath at...At how adorable he found her. How gorgeous he found her. How precious he found her. How—

"Got one," Clary said, a grin on her face as she came back into the bathroom, still almost running even though she was dripping. She almost skidded as she got close to the bath and Jace's smile dropped and his body jerked forward as she steadied herself and rolled her eyes. "I'm fine," she reassured him with a laugh as she dropped the condom in it's packaging onto the low bench beside the bath where their towels were resting before she was getting back into the bath, but this time, she was facing him. She giggled when she sloshed some water out of the bath and Jace just rolled his eyes playfully, looking completely unbothered as he lifted his arms out of the water so that she could make herself as comfortable as possible with her knees pressed against the sides of the bath.

"We can get out and go somewhere more comfortable," Jace began to suggest and Clary narrowed her eyes, pressing her lips together in a smirk when she reached out for the condom, fumbling slightly as she tried to rip it open and then holding it above her head and out of Jace's way when he tried to help her with it. "Oh?" Jace raised an eyebrow and grinned, because it wasn't as though he couldn't reach the condom, but with her arms extended above her head, it meant that her bare breasts were completely on display for him.

With their piercings that Jace hadn't really gotten to explore earlier.

So he seemed to make it his mission now to become intimately familiar with both nipples, and Clary nearly dropped the condom between her fingers and into the bath water as he leaned forward and wrapped his lips around one nipple and his teeth played with the bar and the gems. Clary curled her fingers around the edges of the foil, shakily tilting her head back to look up at the wrapper, trying to focus as Jace's fingers pulled at her other nipple.

"Fuck," she ended up hissing out and Jace made a humming noise which—shit, felt amazing. The way that his teeth were pressed against the gem and was humming from the back of his throat was making her shiver and her back teeth clench together, and it took a lot to concentrate on opening the wrapper and carefully take out the condom.

"Good girl," Jace was suddenly pulling back, his hot mouth leaving her breast and the fingers moving from the other to take the condom from her as he arched his hips up and slightly out of the water, his cock already hard, already curved up toward his lower stomach, and it was...It was kind of weird, because it was almost comical, seeing it bob out of the water, and she felt like if she laughed, Jace would probably laugh with her and it would be okay. It wasn't often that she felt like that when she was having sex with someone, not really ever this comfortable. But she didn't feel like laughing, just smiling, and when Jace had rolled the condom on properly, he looked back up at her and reached out with a hand to rest it gently on a hip, not rushing her, just letting her move however she wanted.

And she wanted him inside her now.

"That's it, baby," Jace's voice was deep and slightly husky and that made Clary shiver as she forced her eyes to stay open and look down at him as she braced her knees on either side of his hips and against slopes of the bath and positioned herself over him. Jace's fingers flexed around her hips as he laid back against the curve of the bath and looked up at her with heavy eyes.

Her pussy ached a little, and she could feel it in the base of her spine the way he stretched her when he filled her up, and it was different in this position as well, than just an hour or so ago. She couldn't help it, her eyes started closing as he filled her, and he didn't move, he let her take it as slow as she needed to, but she felt the way his fingers were tightening on her hips and that made her feel...Amazing. Powerful. Because there were slight tremors coming from his body and she could feel his cock throbbing inside of her, and yet he was trying to rush her or move her along faster. In the back of her head and somewhere deep in her heart, it also made her feel warm in another way that she didn't really want to think about too much about right now, so she focused on the way that Jace was stretching her again.

Water sloshed over the sides of the bath as Clary began to ride Jace, hips moving faster and faster and their moans and sighs mingled together in a way that sounded like they had been making music together with their sounds for years, and neither of them cared about the mess that they spent nearly half an hour giggling and cleaning up after.

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Jace didn't have any meetings on Sunday, which was their last day, and Clary found that she actually woke up early the next morning, although she was bleary eyed. Not as early as Jace did, because he was just some weird, superhuman person who seemed to have an inbuilt alarm clock that had him rising earlier than the chickens on her nana's farm. He hadn't gotten out of bed though, and it was nice to roll over and have him laying there in the bed next to her, and he wrapped an arm around her back and gathered her against his side which made Clary feel warm and stretch out like a cat, almost purring against him.

"Morning, baby," Jace whispered against her hair as he gave her a kiss and the way that she felt as though she could just dissolve through the sheets at those two stupid words was just insane. "I was thinking we could go for a walk on the beach today? Find somewhere to get something to eat and then come back here for a bit before we have to head to the airport?" Clary's nose wrinkled at the fact that they had to leave today.

"Yes to all of that, but, could you maybe fuck off with any talk of the airport?" Clary whined against his arm and he froze for a moment, maybe surprised at her cussing this early in the morning but that was just going to have to be something he got on board with, and then he was laughing and kissing the top of her head again in a way that made her feel fuzzy, his other hand stroking down the back of her head and giving her neck a squeeze in his comforting way.

"Fuck off with any talk of the airport noted," he responded, and then his hand was stroking down her back, under the blankets, and it was...So nice. He was on his iPad, reading something, undoubtedly to do with work, but he'd already gotten up at some point because the sliding door that lead out to their small courtyard partially, sun coming through and a slight breeze was coming in through the gap, gentle in the air and with the feelings of the cool breeze on her face and the warm cocoon of blankets and Jace's fingers were so nice and smooth down her back and through her hair.

She drifted in and out of sleep for a while and Jace didn't complain, even though he must have been awake for a few hours and laying in bed next to her by the time she actually woke up properly and was ready to get up. When she finally yawned and stretched, Jace smiled as he leaned in and kissed her on the forehead before he rolled out of bed.

They took turns showering, it was quicker than way, although Clary wondered what it would be like sharing a shower with Jace.

She knew what a bath was like.

It would be nice to find out about showers.

Maybe he could hold her against the wall and fuck her.

Maybe she'd be a complete klutz and slip on the tiles when they were trying to be all sexy and Jace was going to stop her from slipping over on her ass.

Clary snorted as she towel dried her hair and then brushed her teeth. She didn't put on much make up—she didn't wear a lot of daily make up anyway, but she had plans to get back into the pool in just a few hours and there wasn't any point in putting some on just to take it off. Jace didn't complain that she was taking too long in the bathroom when she dried her hair thoroughly with the supplied dryer under the sink, and he'd already made the bed and gotten dressed when she came out to start looking for something cute to change into for them to go down to the beach and then get brunch.

The beach was busy, since it was close to eleven by the time the town car that Jace had ordered them dropped them off. Clary kicked off her shoes and held them in her hand as she walked because it was a fucking crime to walk on the sand in any kind of shoes and she refused to commit that illegaility—Jordan always laughed at her and Isabelle when they said that, and said that they had literally committed actual laws, it was just funny that she chose to get uppity about a fake one.

Everyone drinks while they're underage.

A lot of college students get fake IDs.

And, like...Her and Izzy were really, really high when they almost got caught by a security guard at a park for public urination and that had been a one. Time. Thing. Izzy had lost a good pair of heels that night and she still mourned them, while Clary had only gotten a dull stab mark in her ass from where she had been squatting behind a poky group of bushes.

Jace didn't take off his shoes, and Clary rolled her eyes at him because that meant he wouldn't be able to put his toes in the water, which he looked weirdly unbothered by, so she dropped his hand and went to the waters edge by herself for a bit, cool water running over her toes as she watched a few kids play in the shallow pool nearby. She was wearing his sunglasses and he was wearing another pair of sunglasses, that had probably cost just as much as the ones that she had managed to thieve from him.

They went somewhere expensive and kind of exclusive looking for brunch, and Jace just grinned when Clary announced that she couldn't decide between two of the cocktails and so she was going to get both.

But her favourite part of their last day was early afternoon, when they had gotten back to the villa and after they had tidied their things but still had a few hours before they were getting picked up to be taken to the airport.

"No one's going to see," Clary sung out as her fingers went to the string at the nape of her neck, although there may have been a small spark of interest at that idea.

She'd put that aside to explore later.

For now, she was dressed in only a bikini, a different one from the one she had worn yesterday to 'seduce' Jace, and she was planning on being in a lot less, and making use of the last few hours that they had.

"I would hope not," Jace raised his eyebrows with a slightly...Possessive arch that was strangely attractive, but then his lips curved upwards in a smile, and his hands were going to the shorts that he had pulled on to wear into the pool, and began pushing them down. Clary's grinned widely, letting the first tie loosen and then quickly moving to the other one, so that the two triangles that were covering her breasts fell forward before she could second guess herself, and the way that the smile dropped from Jace's face and his cheeks darkened as he watched her, told her that he was appreciating what he was seeing.

"Am I going to be the only one naked?" Clary asked with a tilt of her head as her fingers went to the ties at her hips, sashaying her shoulders from side to side as she waited for his response. Jace had an amused smile on his face as his hands went to his own shorts and yes, he was going to take them off.

"We're not having sex again," he told her simply and Clary's expression fell.

The fuck?!

"The fuck?!" She whined, pouting a little and Jace's eyes widened before he let out a laugh, and then it kind of looked as though he was blushing as he glanced to the side before looking back at her.

"Don't think I missed the way you were walking...With a little bit of a limp," he told her and Clary's own eyes widened before she let out a laugh.

"You think I can't take more?" She asked, a little taunting, but Jace didn't take the bait, just smiling at her as he dropped his shorts and was left completely naked in front of her, all golden and glowing in the afternoon sun, and apparently not going to have sex with her? Which was just so, so completely unfair. She was still watching Jace with an almost indignant expression as he turned around and gave her an incredible view of his toned ass, and she made a face at his back.

"C'mon, baby," Jace called over his shoulder to her. "Get undressed and follow me." She kind of wanted to keep pouting and hopefully try to change his mind, but Jace turned back as he got to the edge of the pool and gave her an expectant look, raising his eyebrow again in a way that made her pussy wet which—once again, wasn't fair, because apparently, they weren't even getting to have sex and he was getting her all turned on—but that didn't stop her from undoing the ties at her hips and letting the bikini bottoms fall to the ground and then began walking toward the pool. She'd thought this through, but it was when she thought that maybe Jace was going to pick her up and maybe just take her straight away, but now she had to walk from the villa to the pool, and even though it wasn't that far, being completely naked in the broad light of day felt incredibly exposing.

And Jace was watching her with the warmest eyes.

Clary reached him, and shoved him hard, and couldn't help the loud cackle of laughter that she let out when Jace's eyes widened in complete surprise as he toppled sideways, into their private pool with a shout, water splashing up into the air and over the edge onto the concrete, getting her legs wet and making her laugh. His astonished expression had disappeared when he broke through the rippling surface of the water, laughing and wiping at his face with his hands, pushing back his shaggy hair and shaking his head from side to side.

Fuck.

He was so pretty.

Usually she didn't describe guys that she wanted to ride as pretty, but he was. Or, guys that she had ridden, given their excursion in the bath yesterday.

Clary's mind was drifting, and it wasn't until there was a slight breeze and she turned her head to the side and saw Jace had easily pulled himself out of the pool and was advancing toward her, and she managed to let out a squeal before his arms were going around her waist and pulling her toward his cold body and then they were both falling into the water, Jace laughing while Clary sucked in a quick breath of air before they sunk under the surface. The water was cold, and if she had been at all sleepy from lounging around in the sun after they had come back from brunch, she would most definitely be awake now.

Jace kept to his word, as Clary was finding was something he seemed to take seriously. What he said, he stuck to, and she kind of liked that stability, even though she did find it frustrating at times, when it was things like this that he wouldn't budge on.

But they swam around in the pool for about an hour, and Jace kissed her gently, turning their wet lips warm as his tongue licked at the seam of her mouth and then began to taste her more thoroughly. It was strange because they had already had sex, and she was already naked in the full light of day, but even as he was just kissing her, his tongue gently rolling around hers and exploring the ridges of the roof of her mouth with his hands on her hips, keeping her lightly pinned against one of the curves of the pool, it felt as though he was somehow seeing more and more of her, and she was becoming more vulnerable under his touch. To the point where it felt as though she was going to break out in shivers, and she knew it wasn't from the temperature of the water or from the breeze.

They just floated and kissed, and Jace playfully wrapped his arms around her from behind so that he could tug her through the water as he gently kicked and...It was just really peaceful, and nice, and it felt so disconnected to reality.

The weekend was really over far too quickly.

It just felt as though it had gone in the blink of an eye.

Her body felt heavy and a bit achy, especially between her legs, but there was a contented smile on her face as she held Jace's hand on their first class seats on the flight home.

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