I was surprised I managed to get this written so quickly. I think I was so worried that I wouldn't have it up within the two weeks that I rushed it all. Sorry about any mistakes! I did try to edit it all, but I'm so, so busy, and I just wanted to get it all up .
"I like this," Clary announced, throwing her arm around Simon and pulling him in close to her side. Simon gave her a slightly uncomfortable smile but she couldn't really see the tension given the dark club, pink and blue lights flashing over them occasionally from the strobe lighting overhead. "I thought that things were going to change once you went to Uni, but you only live a couple of hours away! You can totally come home in the weekends!" Her words were slurring slightly from the alcohol she had drunk, and Simon bit his lip from telling her to slow down.
"Have you thought anymore to coming to Uni with me?" Simon shouted over the music but Clary just tilted her head to the side, a confused look on her face. Simon sighed and looked over his shoulder before looking back at her. "Have you thought anymore about coming to Uni with me?!" He repeated loudly, his mouth close to her ear.
"Eh, I don't know," she gave a one shouldered shrug. "I'm pretty happy where I am right now!" Even in the intermittent, flashing lights, he could see that her pupils were dilated and there was a slightly spaced out expression on her face. Simon licked his lower lip as she held up her hand to signal the bartender, asking for another round of shots. "You need to catch up, Si!" She grinned at him, pushing one into his hand. He put up his hand to ward her off and opened his mouth to disagree when an Asian girl popped up at her side. "Ooh, Aline. Simon, this is Aline. Aline; this is my best friend Simon."
"Hi—" Simon was cut off when Aline leaned forward to give him a hard kiss on the mouth. His eyes were like saucers and he blinked at her behind his glasses. Clary laughed and threw back the shot she had intended to give to Simon.
"Don't worry!" She shouted to Simon over the music. "She kisses—"
"Everyone," Simon nodded. "Yeah, I remember from last time." Clary and Aline just laughed. Simon didn't really know what he was meant to say, and it turned out that he didn't have to, because a second later, Clary was bouncing away, Aline dragging her into the middle of the dance floor. Simon sighed, actually relieved to have a minute alone, and sat down on the barstool.
"Hey," a voice said from behind him, and he turned around in surprise to see Isabelle.
"Hey," he gave her a weak smile.
"You look a little out of place," Isabelle said, holding a cocktail glass in her hand while her other went to rest on the bar next to him. Simon shrugged, looking out at the dance floor where Jace had joined Clary and Aline, all three of them dancing and laughing. But it wasn't any type of dancing that Simon would ever be caught doing; rubbing themselves against each other and touching one anothers arms and torsos. Simon looked back at Isabelle, who was regarding him with raised eyebrows. "Scratch that, I was wrong. You look a lot out of place." Simon gave her a sheepish grin and rubbed the back of his neck.
"I kind of thought that I would be spending the night watching the latest Avengers that I illegally downloaded last night," he admitted.
"And instead you're stuck here," Isabelle tilted her head to the side. "Have you been out clubbing before?"
"Yeah, I mean, it's kind of something you have to do at least once with your fake ID when you're in high school," Simon gave a one shouldered shrug. "But it's not really something that I'm into."
"I don't think Clary was really into it either," Isabelle observed. "But she seemed to have changed her tune." Simon looked back out to where Clary was surrounded by people but seemingly completely unaware of anyone except Jace. The two were wrapped around each other, their fingers tangled in their messy hair and their mouths mashed together.
"Yeah, well," Simon pursed his lips together. "There's a lot about her that seems to have changed."
Clary wasn't too sure how they managed to get back to Jace's apartment. She was glad that the club they had chosen to go to was only a couple of blocks away from the two-storied walk up, because they could barely move apart from each other as they left the club and stumbled down the sidewalk. Clary's pussy was throbbing as Jace's tongue lashed out over her lips and curled around her own tongue. She could already tell this was different from the other times they had had sex. She was already burning all over and didn't want any foreplay, she just wanted him in her. They fell through his front door and into the lounge area of his apartment.
There was nothing gentle about this.
He was biting at her lower lip and his fingers were ripping at her clothes, dropping them to the ground and then stepping on them in his haste to get her inside his bedroom. In the end, it didn't seem like he cared, because he slammed her against the wall beside the couch, reaching under her skirt and pushing her underwear aside, his fingers inside her without warning. Clary gasped out at the intense pleasure, throwing her head back against the wall and moaning his name.
"Fuck...Jace..." she moaned as he played roughly with her clit, quickly bringing on her first orgasm. She flooded over his fingers and he tore his hands away, cupping her face with both hands, his wet fingers on her cheek, pulling her back to him. She couldn't keep up with his kisses, the furious swiping of his tongue and the frantic grasping of his hands. "Jace, baby, I want you to—" she broke off as he trapped her lips, cutting off her words. She could feel him hard against her, and she fumbled with his belt, attempting to undo it without breaking their kiss, glad when she finally felt it give way. She pushed it down, over his narrow hips and ass, and he stepped out of them, throwing off his shirt. His toned body was illuminated by the moon that was streaming through the open windows of his lounge and she remembered that they weren't in his room once again.
"Turn around, Red," he grunted at her. Clary did as she was told, turning around so that she was facing the couch, and he ran his hand down her bare back, hooking his fingers around her skirt and panties, pulling them off so that she was naked before him. He brought his hand down hard on her ass and she jerked, a rush of arousal going straight to her pussy at the sharp feeling. "Fuck, your ass, babe..." he moaned out, grabbing her ass cheeks and squeezing them. For a moment, panic ripped through her, wondering if Jace was so drunk he had forgotten that she was still a virgin in that regard. But then he was stepping between her legs and one of his hands slipped toward her pussy, pushing the lips apart and into the wet.
"Fuck, fuck," Clary chanted, leaning forward over the couch so that her ass was sticking up in the air. He continued to play with her, not touching her enough to bring her to an orgasm, but enough to make her wetter. Then his hands moved up to her ass, spreading the juices from inside her up her crack, and pushing one finger in her rear entrance. She let out a low, guttural groan, surprised by just how good it felt. Before she had time to adjust to the new feeling, his cock was in her and she gasped, all breath leaving her.
Isabelle had mentioned in one very awkward shopping excursion that her favourite style was doggy style, and she had been horrified when Clary had said that she'd never done it like that. To be fair, before Jace, she had only had sex once. And Jace and her had been taking things reasonably slow and simple.
Now she completely understood.
And she completely agreed.
Okay! Two things that have made me happy! Ohmygod, I'm completely in love with The Good Wife. Completely head over heels. I'm honestly running out of things to watch that I like, so I went out and brought the first season and shit. I finished the first season already and I've brought the second and third. Oh yeah, if any of you have suggestions about good TV shows? Preferably a couple of seasons in so that I have more than just a few episodes to watch ;)
Second thing is I Was Made For Loving You by Ed Sheeran and Tori Kelly. I am so completely in love with it! I love everything by Ed Sheeran and I'm definitely starting to feel the same way about Tori Kelly.
The last thing; a few of you were upset that there was no preview for the last chapter. So they're back! A preview for a review x