Hey, my beautiful, wonderful readers! It's early February, so as promised, here's an update! I hope you guys have had an amazing past few months, and I hope you're still interested in these stories! Just a quick heads up that I've uploaded some oneshots, and I do still have a couple to post, but I had so many requests to update my multi-chapters, so I thought I would update these before continuing with my editing, so there are some more to come!
Just a little disclaimer in here...I know Clary's actions here may be construed as a little slutty. And maybe they are. But at the end of the day, she's not in a relationship with anyone, and she's just having fun with no strings attached, to the best of her knowledge. It's also realistic, some people move from one to the next. So please, no shaming here.
Anyway, here we go...
"You're amazing," Clary mumbled through a mouthful of chocolate cake. It was incredible—moist and layered with berry coulis and cream, and Jace was just proving for the hundredth time over how perfect he was. "Oh my god, seriously. How are you single?" Jace just snorted and rolling his eyes, leaning forward and lighting up the bong that was on the table in front of him and breathing in deeply, the water bubbling and smoke rising in the chamber.
It had been a few weeks since they had been able to see each other, given both of their busy schedules, but a few days into the week after her birthday, Jace had messaged her ad said that he had made her a birthday cake. So naturally, Clary just had to find time to get away and go and see him, because she was never one to turn down cake.
It was nice, being back in his apartment. She was getting used to apartments with actual nice furniture and that looked as though it got cleaned regularly, given she went to Magnus and Kaelie's place, who definitely didn't live like university students. But there was just something about Jace's apartment, it just felt...It felt calmer. And she felt more comfortable when she was there.
"So how was your birthday?" Jace asked, his eyes fixed on the TV as he leaned back on the couch, tilting his head back to let out the stream of smoke.
"It was good," Clary nodded. She had already smoked her way through a joint before having more cake, which had tasted even more heavenly after she was stoned, like most things did. "Party at Magnus', and then went out for lunch on my actual birthday. Mum and Luke sent me some money, so we ate like kings," she smirked. "And by kings, I meant that we didn't eat two minute noodles or re-heatable pizza for dinner." Jace gave her a half smile as she got up from where she had been sitting on the ground, cross legged, and carried her plate back to the kitchen.
Her legs felt heavy and her eyes kept closing. She wasn't that stoned, but she was also tired, and she liked how relaxed she was right now. Clearly, she was so relaxed that she wasn't thinking about what was coming out of her mouth, or she may have censored her next sentence.
"Still didn't get what I wanted for my birthday," she stated as she came back to the lounge, standing still, but leaning forward over the back of the couch and resting her forearms against it. "Oral." Jace almost choked, given he had been about to take another hit from the bong, and he managed to stop himself by pulling back.
"Oral?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Oral," Clary confirmed with a sigh, her eyes fixed on the TV, which was playing an episode of Archer. "I mean, it's meant to be this great thing, right? But I've never experienced that! Just...Would have been nice to get some for my birthday? Apparently giving head is something that college guys are just shit at. Sebastian couldn't even get around to the actual having sex part."
"College guys," Jace repeated back with a raised eyebrow.
"Yeah, but still..." Clary pouted a little. Jace was staring at her, completely taken aback by her statement. But then he shrugged.
"I can help with that," he stated, before leaning back forward to the bong. His thumb stroked over the lighter and lit up the bowl, as he left the ball in Clary's court. She blinked slowly and turned her head to look at him.
"What?" She asked dumbly. She watched as his lips stretched around the mouth piece, as the muscles of his throat shifted, and then pull back from the bong and tilt his head back. He held the smoke in for a few beats before slowly pursing his lips and letting the hazy smoke out. He was...He was so achingly pretty, it just wasn't even fair. And she had definitely thought about kissing him—and going a lot further with him. "Yes," she blurted out. Jace's eyebrows arched as he looked at her.
"Yes?" He checked, his voice croaking slightly.
"Yes," Clary nodded, hoping that her voice was firm, and that she wasn't hallucinating from the different strand of weed that they had smoked that night. She hadn't heard of people ever hallucinating on marijuana before, but this whole circumstance sounded as though it was potentially too good to be true.
"Okay," Jace nodded. He reached out, pushing the table further away from the front of the couch. "Move onto the couch."
"Huh?" Clary blinked, still not sure if she totally believed that this was happening.
"Move onto the couch," Jace repeated, raising one eyebrow at her. She opened her mouth to speak again but Jace stood up, towering over her even though there was a couch between them. "On the couch, Clary." The arousal she felt before, simmering below the surface, rose at his order. She loved it when a man took control, and it was like Jace knew that. Maybe she had told him before, in one of their weed infused conversations. She moved from where she had been standing behind the couch, sitting down on the edge and waiting as Jace to move. For a moment she wondered if he was going to kiss her, because she honestly didn't know if she could handle that, but he just put two fingers on her shoulder and pushed her so she was slumped backwards, her legs still hanging off the end of the couch while her torso was resting against the cushions. He hooked his fingers under the sides of her shorts and thong, pulling it down her long, smooth legs and revealing her glistening pussy to him.
"Fuck..." she mumbled as the cool air touched her.
"Pull down your shirt, Clary," Jace said as he ran his hands up her legs, to her inner thighs. He felt her muscles tense under his touch and he knew his body was already reacting to hers. "Pull down your shirt, Clary, and touch yourself." She made a low moan at the back of her throat and Jace had to bite down savagely on his lower lip to stop from responding with a moan of his own. She tugged at the low hem of her top, tucking it under her bra. Both hands went to her breasts, massaging them roughly, drawing circles around her nipples and then pulling at them. He dropped a kiss to the inside of her thigh, dragging his tongue up from her knee toward her centre.
"God, Jace," Clary groaned as he licked over the skin of her hip joint.
It was then that Jace realized he had made a huge mistake.
Hearing her moan out his name was like a shot of heroin in his veins and he wasn't sure how he was ever going to be able not to hear it again.
"Clary," Jace gritted his teeth. She dropped her hand to his head, her fingers burying themselves in his short hair and tugging at it. "Keep touching yourself." She whimpered low and went back to her breasts. He looked up at her, her cheeks red and her eyes closed. She opened them to stare down at him, her eyes clouded with lust and shooting pangs of arousal through him. He quickly diverted his gaze, looking back down at the apex of her legs.
Not that the sight of her was helping with his cock, which was now hard in his pants and aching.
He moved forward and ran his tongue up her slit, a long groan coming from deep inside Clary and her legs automatically tried to clench shut. Jace pushed her thighs apart, pushing them further than they were before so that she was wide open for him. The taste of her was sweet and even better than he had ever imagined and it was going to get him through the next few nights in his shower. He did it again, her lips parting to show her opening and her already swollen clit. He circled her clit and she jerked underneath him. He did it again, this time with the tip of his tongue, teasing her, her hands clenching over her breasts and her chest rising and falling as she breathed rapidly.
"You taste good, Clary," Jace couldn't help but mumble against her wet skin and he felt a tremble run through her body. He continued to play with her clit, rolling it over with his tongue, then sliding his flattened tongue up and down her slit. She sucked in a sharp breath as he skimmed over her entrance but didn't actually dip inside.
"Jace," she moaned. "Jace, come on..." she rolled her hips upward toward his face but he just pulled back. She lifted her head to look at him and glare. "This is meant to my birthday present, remember?" She tried to sound angry, but as his tongue continued to run up and down her opening, it came out more like a breathy sigh. And in all fairness, there was no way in hell that she could be angry, because this was the best oral that she had ever gotten.
"Calm down, princess, I'm getting there," he replied with a slight smirk as he looked up at her. She growled but it didn't dissuade him. He tortured her, giving her just enough pleasure to bring her right to the brink but not push her over. The pressure inside of her was rising and she thrust her hips upward to his face, searching for more. And after a couple minutes, he relented slightly, not going inside of her but sucking hard on her clit, his teeth brushing the sensitive skin.
"Fuck!" Clary gasped out, the new sensation just enough to tip her over, her cream flowing. And that was when Jace went inside of her, pulling back and plunging two fingers, knuckle deep, inside her convulsing walls. This time, she screamed out, her back arching violently off the couch, her fists grasping the cushions on either side of her. He plunged his fingers into her relentlessly, the thumb of his other hand pinching her clit and then she was crashing into her second orgasm of the night.
Her body went limp some time after the third, and her mind was fuzzy from the weed and the orgasms. She slumped down against the couch, her eyes fluttering closed, not caring all that much about the fact that she was still naked from the waist down, and that the neck of her shirt was pulled down low.
Jace wiped down his mouth and then rested back on his haunches as he took her in. His golden eyes flickered over her body, and he really wished that there was more light in the lounge than just from the TV behind him. Clary's chest was rising and falling, and her eyes were closed, her eyelashes glancing over the apples of her cheeks, and her lips were red and bitten, and he really, really wished he could kiss her. He had wanted to kiss her a couple of times before, the younger girl stirring all sorts of feelings in his chest in the time that they had gotten closer, but right now, it was right in his grasp.
He stopped himself, though.
Jace gently pulled her underwear up, shifting her around awkwardly, and then readjusting the shirt that she was wearing. He had undressed her a couple of times, when he had transferred her from the couch to the bed, but he had never actually seen her this exposed, only ever taking off pants and sometimes her shirt to make her more comfortable, putting her in one of his baggy shirts, she always had her bra and underwear on. Once she had her underwear back on, he lifted her up off the couch, and walked down the hall to his room. He was careful, trying not to jostle her as he put her down, then pulled the blankets back and tucked her underneath. Jace then stood up, staring down at her once again. Generally, he would go back and sleep on the couch, and he had no problem with that.
But Clary sleepily reached out with one hand, a couple of her fingers latching around his and she tugged at it. He was pretty sure if he walked away, she wouldn't notice, given how dozy she was, but he didn't want to resist her. After taking in a deep breath, Jace pulled his shirt over his head, folding it loosely and putting it on the chair in the corner of the room, and then slid in bed next to her. He moved further toward the centre of the bed, lifting Clary's head lightly so that his arm was around her shoulder, and she mumbled under her breath, warm puffs of air tickling the light smattering of hairs across his chest. She pulled herself closer to him, shifting her leg so that it was thrown over his. By the time he was comfortable, she was fast asleep.
"Goodnight, pretty girl," he murmured, the term of endearment coming out naturally. He kissed her on the forehead, his arm tightening around her shoulder as he fell asleep.
Right! So, here's the super, super long A/N—sorry! I had a great Christmas and New Years time, not really doing much, just spending time at the beach and with my husband and with some of best friends. This year has started well, there's been a few bad days, but hey, happens to everyone. I hope your year has started just as good, and you spent it with family and friends if that's what you prefer, and that you spent it alone and quiet if that's what you prefer.
I wanted to say that I managed to get around to most of peoples oneshots, at least the ones that struck a chord with me because some of prompts just aren't the type that I can write, and I had fun with the ones I wrote! You can still send me prompts or requests through the year, and I try and get to them near the end of the year when I focus on oneshots. Can be in a huge variety of fandoms, just ask me :)
On with the recommendations!
TV Shows: Roswell: New Mexico. Well. I loooved the original series, even if I can see a lot of flaws in it when watching it now back to when I was a teenager. I'm enjoying the reboot so far, I really like the change up in Liz, and Michael's relationship with Alex. I love that Tyler Blackburn from Pretty Little Liars is in it, and Michael Trevino from Vampire Diaries, because he was one of my favourite characters from VD. Anyway. Fingers crossed it goes well. And I intensely ship Max/Liz already, and not because I know they're supposed to get together, but because I love their chemistry, which is more than the original series, at least for my side. Oh and The Runaways Season 2! I liked Gert a lot more in this one. Ooh, and Sex Education. That show is absolutely brilliant. Like, insanely brilliant. I'm so glad it's been renewed for another season. I also started watching The Following for the hundredth time because this show is amazing.
Music: 6 Figures by Kings, Run Away With Me by Carly Rae Jepsen, Old News by Mitch James, Wasted by Jesse McCartney and Bad! by XXXTENTACION. Ooh, and Saturday Nights by Khalid, Bury A Friend by Billie Eilish and Wild Enough by Elina.
Movies: Tomb Raider, which I watched for the second time the other week and I quite enjoyed it, a lot more than the first time I watched it. Alicia Vikander is a babe. Also How To Train Your Dragon 3. Holy shit. I knew this one was going to get me in the feels, but I didn't expect to cry twice. It was beautiful. Also the new Robin Hood. Maybe I'm biased because I love Taron Egerton, but I didn't think it was anywhere near as bad as what the reviews said. I know it wasn't great, but I still enjoyed it, and Marian was a badass.
Now, I've got some questions! Thought I'd change things up a little this year.
So; what is your favourite song right now? Mine would be a tie between Run Away With Me by Carley Rae Jepsen and Back To Life by Hailee Steinfield.
What is...Your favourite movie that you've seen recently? Mine would be Spiderman: Into The Spiderverse.
Aaaand what is your favourite fandom to read in? For me it would be a tie between the DC fandom and Harry Potter right now, although it changes frequently.
Talk to me, let me know what you thought and answer the questions if you feel inclined to!