A.N.: MUCH MUCH MUCH apologies for the long ass mothafuckin' wait I know I said two weeks but…I got really sick. No really. And I had exams so :P I'll try to update more often. Teehee. But I'm working on a novel. And I'll update more often I promise, I just got kind of…stuck you know?
Clary slept soundly and happily wrapped up in Jace's arms throughout the night. She felt kind of, free, being naked with Jace; it felt right. Not once was she bothered by nightmares with Jonathan, more commonly known as Sebastian.
Distantly, she heard birds chirping a light sing-song and knew she was close to waking up. She smiled, glad all the crappy weather had cleared up, and stretched.
She heard a chuckled, and then a soft sigh, and felt slim, slender fingers smoothing her cheek and running through her wild untamable curls. "Goodmorning," a sultry, sexy, familiar voice said.
Clary opened her eyes to the sunny morning and looking into Jace's molten gold eyes. The sun hit the back of his head perfectly, lining his golden of halo of hair and making him look angelic. "Good morning," she said, snuggling into his chest.
Slowly, she felt him wrap his arms around her waist and then lift her with effortless strength and sling her gently over his shoulder. "Jace!" she reproached, laughing and squirming and swatting softly at his back. Secretly, she loved it. And she had a rather nice view of his rear from there.
"You weren't going to go without a shower were you?" he asked, raising handsome eyes as he set her down in the shower after he'd warmed up the shower.
Chuckling and fighting the urge to blush, Clary shook her head, "No." But he was so naked…and tempting more than she ever could have imagined anyone being.
"Good," he grinned and stepped in behind her under the streaming, steaming water.
A little while later, Clary stepped out of the shower, feeling a little wanton from having to look at every aspect of his body without trying to touch it for twenty long minutes. Other than that though, she felt refreshed. She remembered last night pretty clearly; it was a little hazy, but she thought that she'd never be able to forget his touch. Soft, yet demanding. Very sexy.
Before she knew it, Jace was also stepping out of the shower, and looked like he wanted to say something for a few moments. He wrapped a towel around his waist and went to stand in front of the sink next to Clary. "Sorry." he said finally, taking a different towel and scrubbing his wet locks of hair.
Clary cocked her head at him a little, "For what?" she asked, frowning a little.
He turned a little to her for a second, looking at her face his eyes traveling down her scarcely covered body in a way that almost made her blush. "Last night," he said after a pause. "My hands seem to have a mind of their own."
At that, Clary finally blushed, averting her head down a little as she dressed quickly, aware of his eyes dancing all over her. She took her tooth brush and squeezed some toothpaste on it and, realizing he might expecting an answer she said, trying for a smirk, but failing. "Don't be." It was a sweet, happy smile.
Jace smirked a little and raised both eyebrows, leaning behind her and reaching for his own toothbrush after he'd clothed that oh so sexy body of his.
Once they were done and all ready for the day, they took hands and slowly made their way down the hallways of the Institute. She saw Jace stifle something that might have been a chuckle as they walked into the kitchen and saw Alec sitting miserably at the table, looking a little green.
Isabelle was at the stove with chopsticks in her hair, a kimono style shirt and form fitting jeans hugging her slender figure. She was making something black and round that looked a little like charred pancakes and smelled like burnt rubber.
Alec looked relieved once they both walked in, but Clary couldn't get the image of him and Magnus at Wal-Mart out of her head. Lube and…condoms and…there was something else Magnus had been holding…and it looked ring shaped… She so did not want to think about that right now.
Isabelle turned around, giving her and Jace a charming smile, oblivious too, like she didn't even realize she was filling everyone's lungs with pancake ash. "Food?" she asked, looking between the two of them, and then at the back of Alec's head.
"My answer is always, 'if it's not cooked by Mayrse, it's not edible.'" Jace said with a smirk, taking the seat next to Alec while Clary sat across from him. Isabelle glared at him for a moment.
Sighing, Isabelle turned back to the charred remainders of the pancakes, and dumped them all into the trashcan. "Let's go to Taki's." she said, taking the chopsticks out of her hair and walking past them into the hallway. The look of relief on Alec, Jace, and Clary's face was almost comical.
They both jumped up from their seats at once, "I'm starved." they said together, walking towards the door. Jace reached over quickly and grabbed Clary's hand, pulling her with them.
"I'm hungry too." she added meekly.
"I thought you said you weren't hungry," Isabelle huffed, like she didn't know most things beside toast she made were inedible. And sometimes, sadly, even the toast was a little burnt.
"She did what any sane person would do Izzy," Jace grinned. "She lied."
Alec snorted while Clary shot Jace a small glare and gave Isabelle an apologetic look that said, "Hey, it's not my fault you can't cook to save your life."
"So can we go now?" Jace inquired as Isabelle fiddled with zippers on her jacket. Isabelle looked back at him with a raised brow, "What?" he added to the look, "I'm hungry."
Isabelle rolled her eyes and pressed the button to the elevator doors, stepping in as they slid open with the little "ding." "What else is new Jace?" she asked rhetorically.
"These jeans actually," he answered in a matter-of-fact way that made Alec and Clary chuckle. "Do they make me look fat?"
"You've always had a juicy butt Jace." Isabelle gave him a wink.
Jace's smile was especially cocky, "I knew you stared at it."
"Oh put a lid on it Mr. Cocky." Alec laughed, Clary giggled, Jace scowled, and Isabelle grinned.
All was oddly silent as they sat in the booth together at Taki's. Jace next to Clary of course, and Alec next to Izzy, who was pressing her lips together wile looking between Jace, Clary, and Alec.
Alec decided to boldly break the silence. "Don't be so loud next time," he murmured.
Jace's head shot up, a angry fire starting in his eyes. "What was that Alexander?" he asked sharply, jaw set, head tilted defiantly. He felt very, very protective over his Clary.
"Nothing." Alexander said with a sigh, looking purposefully in a different direction, looking like he wanted to melt into his seat and disappear.
Clary was blushing fiercely, her head hung over her lap. Had she really been loud last night? She couldn't remember anything but-in the most blunt of ways-the amazing sex.
"So this thing." Isabelle started, pretty much saving the day. "What was it?" The question had been directed at Clary, who wished she could ignore it and pretend like she was deaf for the moment.
Thinking harder about it, Clary shivered, causing Jace to squeeze her waist encouragingly. The hissing, thumping, scratching, dragging, and yowling sounds were all too clear. "I don't know. Just weird, unexplainable noises." At that moment, she would have loved to think and believe her house was haunted, it was much better than what her, and the other three people at the table were thinking.
His mouth twisting thoughtfully, Jace mentioned, "I didn't get any activity when I checked." He was referring to the demon sensor.
Clary wrapped her arms around herself. "What do you think would've happened?" She looked at all of their gave faces and found the answer in that alone. She could have been seriously hurt, or worse, maybe even killed.
Kaelie came back with their food and set it in front of them, her like "Ooo-kay?" at their silence. Once she left, they all dug in.
Clary was wondering if maybe her house really could be haunted…
Jace laced his finger through hers under the table and squeezed her hand reassuringly. She smiled softly at him, and even though Alec and Izzy were sitting right across from them, all coherent thoughts flew out of her head, and it was just her, and Jace alone, their food forgotten in front of them as they kissed, and kissed, and kissed.
When they finally broke apart, they were breathing heavily. Alec cleared his throat uncomfortably and Clary looked down at her hand, which was terribly close to Jace's manhood, and blushed and kept her hands to herself.
Jace scooted a little bit closer to her, eating, but licking his lips. And it wasn't because of the food though, because he hadn't taken a bit. Looking at his slightly strained face that Alec and Isabelle seemed to notice, she looked down and yelped, her arm jerking when she saw the huge hard-on bulging in his jeans.
Her knife slide off of the table and onto Jace's lap. He was quick to try and get it, but they both went for it at the same time, causing it to clatter to the floor. Alec looked confused, "Is everything okay."
"Fine." Clary said, her voice a little high strung, earning weird looks from Alec and Izzy and a smirk from Jace. Oh…wow… she couldn't stop thinking about it now. Just there. In his jeans, bulging like no tomorrow…
Her hand slowly slid over to his button and popped it. Keeping her eyes on her food and eating every so often, she carefully took out his hardened length as the glasses on the table clinked a bit when Jace squirmed and swallowed.
"So, I was thinking maybe we could do some research." Alec started talking out of nowhere.
Jace nodded rapidly, trying not to let his hips buck as Clary's soft hand gripped him firmly and pumped slowly and torturously. "Yeah, yeah." he said trying not to sound breathless.
Alec, giving him a weird look, continued. "Maybe Clary should stay home tonight."
Clary twisted her hand slightly and ran her thumb over his tip. Jace gripped the table, which Alec misinterpreted for anger and added, "Or not…"
"Oh fuck." Jace breathed, feeling a coil wind itself in his groin, squirming. His knuckles were white from gripping his fork so hard.
"Are you alright?" Alec asked as Clary continued to pump, thinking with awe about how soft yet hard he was. The penis should have like, a shrine or something, really. Well no, just Jace's penis.
Jace cleared his throat, his coil getting tighter, adrenaline running through his brain at the fact that his Clary was doing this, and they could be caught. "Yes, maybe she should." the glasses clinked some more, Jace's hands searching for something to be busy with. "I could, you know…" he said breathlessly, "stay there with her."
Alec looked at Clary who blinked at him and straightened, grinding her thumb and circling it over Jace's tip slowly as his abdomen started to wind even more, ready to release at any moment. "I'd like that."
"Clary!" Jace shouted in ecstasy, causing everyone to look his way in confusion. The place where they were, no one saw as Jace came all over Clary's hand.
"No need to get mad Jace." she boldly kissed his lips. "I'll be right back." she said, quickly excusing herself to the restroom.
Alec and Izzy looked confused and Jace looked a weird mixture of emotions that made her chuckle.
Clary washed the substance off of her hands, smiling as it swirled down the drain. She didn't know why she'd just done, but she'd felt somewhat…compelled. Taken by his hardened length in her hands. Maybe it was because she was just discovering sex.
She walked out of the restroom and saw only Jace now sitting at the table. Almost immediately, his golden eyes flicked to her. He have her a sexy corked grin that almost made her stumble. His muscular arms were draped over the length of the booth, his curling golden hair shining under the light hanging over the table.
"Thanks," he said, his grin turning a bit cocky.
She blushed, deciding not to comment on that. "Where did Alec and Izzy go?"
"Well," Jace stood, slapping some money on the table. He hooked his arm around her shoulders as he led them out of Taki's. "Isabelle ran off after you went to wash your hands." he chuckled. "And I'm almost certain our dearest Alexander has ran off to Magnus' place."
"Oh," almost instantly, Clary remembered when they encountered the couple at the store. She still didn't know what to make of that. "So what are we gonna do?"
"Dunno." Jace sighed as they wandered around together. "Whatever we feel like doing."
Clary nodded and leaned in closer to him and he kissed the top of her head. They really did start to wander around, talking. Laughing. But they each found themselves walking back to where it all started. Pandemonium.
Clary chuckled as they approached the doors and went inside immediately. Jace seemed to know the bouncer.
"What?" he asked, looking down at her.
"Oh nothing." she replied, happy inside. "You're taking me dancing."
"There a problem?" he asked with a sexy smile, cocking his eyebrow, moving behind her and holding her hips.
Clary hummed approvingly. "No. No problem at all." she held his hands there, moving her hips slowly as they approached the dance floor. Say Something by Drake was playing, somewhere near the middle of the song.
Jace smiled and ran his hands down her body slowly easily getting lost in the music. Clary and Jace found their rhythm sync almost immediately.
Clary smiled, liking the feeling of his hands sliding up and down her sides, just enough pressure applied to please her, and let other guys (which she doubted were looking) to know that she was his.
She laughed as he took her hand and twirled her so they were now facing each other. Jace's gold eyes caught her emerald ones. They both blazed in happiness as the change changed to something else, causing Jace to twirl her around so her back was pressed to him. "About earlier," he whispered lowly into her ear, his hands firmly rubbing her hips. They ground against each other at that moment.
"What about it?" Clary asked, in a daze because he was so close, and knew exactly what to do with his hands. Ride It by Ciara was on, a music Jace thought was perfect for what exactly he wanted to do with her. Not as thanks, but a repayment.
"Why did you do it?" he asked, turning so he could look down into her eyes and dance against her slowly as she swayed her hips sexily side to side. His hands held them as he waited for her to answer.
"Because I like how you feel." she whispered as his big warm, skilled hands slipped under the button on her jeans and rubbed her nub through them a little.
He thought she didn't know how much of an ego booster that was. He willed it not to go to his head. It was easy actually, as he realized he wanted her. "Allow me to return the favor."
Clary breathed out and looked around, seeing if anyone was watching. But she didn't see anybody with the jaw-dropped incredulous look on their face. Only people that didn't care what they were doing as they danced, carefree.
"Later," Jace said and jerked her around and pulled her to his chest, grinning down with lustful eyes. She gulped and met his gaze with an intense one of her own.
He would have her later, no doubt, but for now, he just wanted to dance with the love of his life.