Okay, this is gonna be another one of these months you get two updates in month, so...*throws internet cookies*
Clary was back at work and two days after she returned, they also moved back to Jace's penthouse apartment. Clary loved her own apartment, because it was hers, and it had been her home for nearly five years, but since she and Jace had gotten close and she had begun coming to Jace's apartment, she had been making it her own and she felt comfortable there now. And so it felt like heaven, being back here after they had been in the safe house for what felt like years.
She was still going to physical therapy twice a week, but she was walking without a hitch now, and Meliorn was even saying that she could go back to yoga with Maia in a few weeks time, as she long as she took it slow and didn't push herself.
But she wasn't worried about herself.
It was Jace that concerned her.
He was up all hours of the night, gone pretty much all day, every day. She had work every day of the week, and she left reasonably early in the morning—just after seven with Will, since she was still catching up on everything that she fell behind on—but she was usually home by five at the latest. Jace, on the other hand, was gone by the time she even woke up in the morning, and she was lucky if she saw him long enough to hold a conversation before she went to bed. It was the same in the weekends as well, and Clary couldn't help but feel isolated. She knew that he was doing it because he was still feeling guilty, still feeling as though he needed to completely take on his brother and whoever it was who was working for him, and he was throwing everything he had into it, which meant that he was never around.
Clary stayed up late on Saturday night, after going out for dinner with Maia, Jordan and Simon—escorted, of course, this time by Isabelle. Isabelle blended in a bit better than Will, though, and it seemed as though she hit it off with Simon. Clary caught a few glimpses of Raphael flitting through Isabelle's head as it happened, but that wasn't any of her business, and so she pushed them aside. Isabelle had come back to the penthouse with Clary, and hung around until she got a text from Raphael, letting her know that he and Jace were on their way back.
Isabelle had left, although Clary knew that she was only down one floor, in her own apartment, and Clary had gone and had a shower. She was sitting on Jace's bed with her bare legs crossed, drying her hair, when Jace came through the front door. She was able to sene his presence from the minute he had stepped foot into the apartment building, but had forced herself not to rush out to meet him until he had had a moment to unwind.
She could feel the stress, weighing heavy on his mind. It was like lead, filling every tiny gap in Jace's brain and filtering down through his body, making it hard for him to even breathe without worrying. It made her worry, her eyebrows pulling together as she stopped herself from intruding too much into his mind, but that didn't stop her from feeling how dense Jace's mind was right now.
"Hey," she said softly. Jace looked up from where he had put his wallet and keys down on the tall glass table that was beside the door. Despite everything that was worrying him, he still gave her a tired smile that was genuine, and made his eyes light up slightly, even though she could see the cloudiness behind them. He was tired, and she knew that he hadn't been sleeping through the nights, given how many times she woke up to him tossing and turning.
"Hi, liebling," Jace murmured. His tie was loosened and he had pulled out his usually perfectly pressed button down shirt from where it had been tucked in to his pants, and he looked a little crumbled. Clary walked over to where he was standing, reaching up on her tiptoes to press a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth.
"Have you eaten?" She asked as she backed away, giving him some space. "I've got leftover Thai beef noodles in the fridge if you want some."
"It's alright, Alec grabbed us some sushi for inner," Jace told her with a sigh, walking into the kitchen and getting a glass out of the cupboard. Clary followed after him, leaning against the door frame and watching as he filled the glass with water.
"Tell me what's wrong," she prompted him gently. Jace paused, giving her a long look over the rim of glass before tipping his head back to drink. He finished the glass off and put it upside down in the sink before walking slowly toward her, already shaking his head.
"It's fine," he began.
"It's not," Clary's voice got slightly sharper. "Don't lie to me. We don't lie to each other." Jace stopped in front of her, and she saw the conflict on his face before he took in a deep breath.
"Alright," he said with a slight incline of his head. "It's nothing that I can't handle." He was picking his words carefully, and that pissed Clary off almost as much as him lying.
"Let me help," she insisted, straightening up, no longer leaning against the door frame and staring up at him. Even at her full height, though, her head only just reached past his shoulders. Jace narrowed his eyes.
"No," his reply was simple and his tone was flat, not inviting any argument. Usually Clary would respect that, but not tonight.
"Yes," she told him firmly.
"The last time you tried to help me out, look what happened," Jace's voice had more of an edge to it, and she knew that it was guilt that was creeping into his voice as well as his mind. Clary took his hands, linking their fingers together and squeezing them tightly, making herself known in his mind as she brushed over his thoughts and smoothed them over, not taking away the pain and the anxiety, but helping to numb it slightly. She saw the sharpness in Jace's eyes dim slightly.
"We're in this together," she told him—she promised him. "I'm strong, you know that. You wouldn't be interested in me if I was a weak woman." Jace's lips pulled up slightly.
"I would never dream of calling you weak—" Jace was cut off, freezing almost comically with his lips parted. His whole body tensed, unable to move, and Clary tilted her head to the side as she let go of his hands, and released her hold on his mind just enough to let his mouth close and his hands fall back to his sides. His eyes were able to move, but everything else was stilled. Clary's hold on his mind was gentle, but firm, and he knew there was no way he was going to move unless she let him.
He had only seen her do this to people before, she had never done it to him, and it had been impressive to watch. She had done it when Max and Alec when they were squabbling, only momentarily, to stop them from fighting. More impressively, there had been a time when Jace and one of his teams had needed to get into a building unnoticed. She had frozen every single person in the lobby of the building from the other side of the street, where she was sitting in a coffee shop with Isabelle. But Clary didn't move, letting his mind wander, not affecting any of his thoughts.
Clary knelt down in front of him, ignoring how hard the tiles were on her knees, and tugged at the belt Jace was wearing, undoing the buckle, and then working at the button and zipper of his pants. She felt in take in a sharp breath as he realized what she was doing, but his thoughts didn't tell her to stop. He wanted this, and she could feel the heady arousal beginning to win out against the stress he had been feeling previously, which she was glad about. Even if she could just dilute that feeling for a few minutes, she was happy.
She loosened her hold on his mind, so that he could move his fingers and hands, and so that he could tip his head forward slightly so that he could watch what she was doing, as well as letting some of the grip go on his his throat and vocal chords, so that he could talk.
Or, hopefully, not talk, and just make some noise.
Jace was hard as Clary pulled his cock out, not bothering to push his pants all the way down, only far enough so that she could pull him out and then envelop her in his mouth. Her cheeks hollowed out as she immediately took him right to the back of her throat, so that her nose was pressed against his pubic bone. Jace let out a strangled gasp and she felt his hand jerk at his side. She was distracted momentarily as she loosened the grip she had on his mind slightly more, so that he could move his hand a bit more.
"Shit, Clary," Jace sighed as he lifted his hand up, resting his thumb against her cheekbone, his fingers stretching toward her hair, massaging the side of her head, just above her ear. Clary moved her head quickly, her lips stretching over his cock and swallowing every time she took him to the back of her throat. "Leibling...Baby..." Jace was mumbling as she moved faster and faster. Jace wasn't sure if it was because of the sheer power that Clary was demonstrating, keeping most of his body completely restrained off-handedly while also concentrating on sucking him off, but he felt his orgasm rising quickly inside him.
There was a pounding in his ears as both hands went to her head, tangling in her hair and beginning to tug with what little leverage he was able to with his limited capabilities, and Clary got the hint. She laved her tongue underneath his cock, sucking harder at his head and tonguing his slit each time her head moved back, and moving her head from side to side slightly when the head was pressed against the back of her throat.
"Clary—Clary!" Jace cried out as his body jerked and his stomach muscles contracting as his orgasm ripped through him, and poured down her throat. Clary's concentration was obviously completely focused on swallowing everything that he was giving her, and her hold over his mind lapsed, his body free once again. Jace's body slumped slightly, loosening the grip on her hair as she pulled backwards, resting back on her haunches, and lifting her hand to wipe it across her lips. "Baby," Jace whispered as he leaned down and pressed a hard kiss to her mouth. "Come on," he told her, reaching down and hooking his hands underneath her arms and pulling her to her feet. "Let's go to bed." He easily lifted her, her legs going around his waist.
"And then we'll talk about what's on your mind?" Clary asked, sounding a little breathless. Jace rolled his eyes.
"You're all that's on my mind," he told her as he swiftly made his way through his apartment and toward the bedroom. She gave him a pointed look, even though her mind was a little hazy with the feelings of lust that were running through her veins. Jace reached the bedroom and dropped her down. "Fine," he told her with another roll of his eyes. "After we'll talk." Clary looked satisfied as she smiled, and Jace's lips came down on hers.
I watched the movie It's Kind of a Funny Story for the first time, I've been meaning to watch it for years, but I just never had. I'm really glad I did, so I definitely recommend it. It's got Zach Galifianakis, Viola Davis and Emma Roberts and it's just a really really good. Sort of similar to Perks of Being a Wallflower, although nowhere near as good since that's my favourite movie of all time. Haha. Also as I'm writing this, we're watching Big Hero 6 and I just adore this movie so much. They're all just amazing, and Tadashi is just...The most beautiful person in the world. Oh, and the other day I watched Need For Speed again, which is just a mindlessly car racing movie, but I love Aaron Paul and Imogen Poots and so it's great. Haha.
For TV shows, I've recently started The Bold Type, and I'm completely in love, the three main girls are adorable, I don't know which one is my favourite so far. None? All? All, I think. And I absolutely love Alex. And Jacqueline is a fucking goddess. Honestly, the show just makes me so happy. Also Crashing, which was fucking hilarious. Some of the lines in it were really cruel, actually, which kind of cut for a comedy show. I absolutely fucking LOVED Melody and Colin and Sam. Particularly Melody. Also, Derry Girls, I've recommended it before, I'll do it again. Haha. My husband and I have watched it sooooooo many times, it's generally our go-to when stoned. Haha.
Okay, so songs... Uh, some old ones I've been listening to—Forever and Sex Metal Barbie by In This Moment, um, also Blood and Adrenalize. Slow Fade by Ruth B, which is beautiful, Cringe by Matt Maeson and the acoustic version is even better. None Of My Business by Cher Lloyd and Takeaway by The Chainsmokers and then Hope For The Underrated Youth by Yungblud, which I bawled my eyes out over the first few times I listened to it.
Okay; questions...Anyone into Veronica Mars? Anyone been into Veronica Mars since they were a child? Oh my god. I was so fucking disappointed by the reboot. Like, my entire heart dropped. I only got two episodes in, and I wasn't really enjoying it, I just felt like Veronica wasn't characterized well, she had actually regressed, and then I read the ending, and I just refused to go on. So...That's disappointment dating back to my primary school days.
Umm...Favourite song right now? Mine is hammer by nothing,nowhere.
And how many tattoos do you have? I've just gotten my second one, and I think I'm getting a third in November, and then I've got plans for, like, four others.
Anyway, drop a review, they make my day :)