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I am sorry for my long leave of absence ! As I have told you guys I've had exams both in January and February. I've had 9 exams to attend to , and then I had to rest for a week. NO, I AM NOT ABANDONING THE STORIES. If I were to abandon them, I wouldn't be so cruel as to not tell you about it . Anyway, sorry again for the long wait ! WARNING:This chapter contains lemons and smut.
Hodge was quietly sitting at the polished wooden desk in his large office, meticulously attending to the administrative issues of the New York Institute. Having so many young , riotous shadowhunters under the same roof could prove to be exhausting and genuinely overwhelming. He released a sigh and rubbed at his prickly , weary eyes , wishing he could catch some sleep. Along with the new changes established by the Clave , came a wave of fresh responsibilities for the old man. He had to fill in weekly reports on the development of each couple, so the members of the Clave could make sure that their rules were being obeyed. Five months after the signing of the marriage contracts, the council was getting impacient, waiting for pregnancies to occur. Hodge received weekly warnings to urge the couples to procreate and not forget the purpose of their marriage arrangements.
Crimson scorching flames flickered in Hodge's peripheral vision, signalling the arrival of a fire message from the Clave. He let out an exasperated breath ,took the thin piece of smooth paper in his wrinkled hands and scanned it attentively. Frowning worriedly ,he rose from his chair with a loud screech and made his way to the main hall , calling a meeting with all the inhabitants of the Institute.
Soon enough the hall began buzzing with indistinctive chatter coming from the anxious shadowhunters. Meetings of the sort almost never bore good news.
"What do they want nooow?" Isabelle groaned, rotating her head in an exasperated gesture.
"Probably some new rule to make our lives more miserable." Simon huffed, crossing his arms.
"Are you saying your life with me is miserable, honey ?" Isabelle inquired, menace weighing in the tone of her voice, her eyebrows slightly tilted.
"Of course not." Simon defended himself."You know what I mean.."
"No, I don't. Care to explain how exactly your life is miserable , Simon?"
Simon groaned."Why do I ever open my mouth?" he mumbled to himself, leaning his forehead in his calloused palms.
"I heard that ." she snapped.
"Guys, shut up , I want to hear what Hodge has to say." Clary chided them. Surprisingly , they complied and resolved to casting annoyed , threatening glances at each other ,that they both knew would soon enough turn into amused or lustful ones.
"From the constipated look on his face, nothing good." Jace whispered, studying Hodge intently. Clary giggled like an enamoured teenage girl and Isabelle gave her an amused look. Jace grabbed Clary's waist and pulled her closer to him as she relished in the safety of his bulky ,strong arms.
Hodge cleared his throat loudly and nervously , but also in an attempt to quiet down their talking. Eventually, the room fell silent and he became extremely aware of the many pairs of anxious young eyes watching him with interest and expectation.
"I received a message from the Clave." he began in a firm , imposing voice."Firstly, ladies, as you already know, the council gave you one year in order to become pregnant. Five months have passed and they have grown dissatisfied with your progress. Therefore , they are going to move your deadline from one year to eight months." Loud protests roared through the room and Hodge rose and waved his hands in an attempt to determine the crowd to continue listening to him."LISTEN !" he yelled."There is more!" he continued , as the shadowhunters grew silent." IF after 8 months a couple proves unable to conceive , it will be determined which one of you has fertility problems and the healthy one will be forced to marry someone fertile .They wouldn't want you to stay married because it would not be profitable for them. "
"WHAT ?!" Clary and Isabelle shrieked.
"They can't do that !" Simon complained.
"If they made us marry, they can make us split up as well."Jace intervened, seeming oddly calm.
"Oh, I'd like to dig my nails in the throats of the council members."Isabelle growled , while Clary just stared at Jace with wide eyes. He squeezed her hand.
"It's going to be okay. You'll get pregnant and we'll be safe." he assured her, kissing her forehead.
The hall was slowly clearing out , the disappointed mumbles echoing through the enormous Institute.
"What if.. I don't ?" she whispered, looking at him with big worried eyes.
"You will. We'll figure it out." he tried to calm her.
"You need to fertilize me, mister !" Isabelle said, grabbing Simon's hand and pulling him faster towards their room. "See you guys later ! Happy humping !" she chimed through the corridor.
Clary gave a half-hearted laugh and silently walked hand in hand with Jace to their room. None of them dared to elaborate on the subject. What would they do if one of them was infertile?What would they do if one of them was forced to remarry? What were their feelings towards each other ?Those were questions none of them ventured to ask.
As soon as Jace closed the door Clary turned around and backed him up against the wall, crashing her lips to his in a fiery passionate kiss which he returned with matching fervour, although taken aback at first .He roamed his hands down her back , playing with the hem of her shirt. Clary's touches were urgent desperate , she quickly stripped him of his shirt and started placing hot wet kisses down his chest. Seeing she was in no mood for slow,long foreplay ,Jace swiftly removed her shirt and jeans, leaving her in her underwear. Clary undid his trousers and leaped at him , wrapping her legs around his waist, her lips attacking his again. She kept on kneading his skin and scratching it, as if making sure he was real under her touch, making sure she wouldn't lose him. She whimpered as she peppered kisses down his neck, nibbling at his ear and jaw. She felt like crying at the thought of not tasting his sweet ,delicious skin anymore, of not feeling his skin against hers, of not having his maddening smell all around her , of not being able to bury herself in his arms at night , of not being able to have him inside her and grind herself against his strong, warm body until the pleasure became unbearable. The thought of not having Jace made her go absolutely insane. It was insufferable. She bit and sucked on his shoulder, moaning at the taste of his skin, as he groaned in her ear. Jace took off her bra and fondled her breasts affectionately , grunting as Clary began rubbing herself against his hardness, urging him to get inside her. He turned them around, pressing her against the wall as he draped her panties to the side and slammed into her forcefully , making her scream in pleasure.
Okay , guys, we're back on track from now on , I promise several updates a week ! Don't forget to review, tell me what you think !
-Kisses