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Sebastian thrust in and out of Clary. When Sebastian pushed in, Clary screamed, every time louder than before. "STOP SEBASTIAN PLEASE!" Clary screamed.

"Clary, shut up!" The demon cursed. The red head, face now damp with tears kept screaming in hopes someone would come and save her.

"Clary, if you keep screaming in protest I will not hesitate to gag you." Sebastian threatened, not stopping his movements. "But, if you want to scream my name in pleasure," Sebastian thrust himself into Clary again and stilled there for a moment. "That would be a nice touch."

Clary screamed some choice words of her own. Sebastian stopped himself for a moment to slap her.

"Shut. The. Fuck. Up." Sebastian stared at her, Clary's cheek turning as red as her hair.

"S-S-S-Sebastian." Clary whimpered. "Please s-stop. This isn't right– you're my brother."

Sebastian smiled wickedly. "Yes, dear sister, and I love you so, so much." He slammed into her again.

Clary slowly slipped in and out of consciousness, but when she was conscious of what was happening, Sebastian knew and made Clary aware of the pain and the horror of what he was doing to her.

Clary woke in a tangle of sheets. Shit. Clary thought. She repeated that word over and over to herself while she put on some clothes.

Clary had just pulled a grey-blue sweater over her t-shirt when her demonic brother strolled into her room.

"Good morning!" He greeted her.

"Get out." Clary replied, not wanting to play this game.

Sebastian frowned. "Now, Clary. If I recall correctly, you promised to be my personal maid during the day."

Clary shook her head. "No, I said I'd do that if you didn't… do what you did last night."

Sebastian's eyes sparkled. "Oh! So you do remember! I kept wondering if you would, considering you were unconscious half the time."

Clary knew Sebastian was trying to bait her. He was trying to get her angry so he would have an excuse to punish her. "Was I?" She deadpanned.

"Yes, you were." Sebastian wandered over to her desk, picking up a few random things. "You put on quite a show when you were awake, trying to come off as tough but once you slipped away, a few moans escaped your lips. Oh and while we're on the subject of our romantic nights, you might want to control the amount that comes out of you." Clary glared at her brother. "I know some men like it like that but," He flashed her a smile. "I don't. And I know you want to please me."

"When do I get to see Jace?" Clary asked, trying to get off this disgusting topic.

Sebastian looked at her, the boredom in his eyes noticeable. "Today, I suppose. After you're done with all the tasks I give you, of course."

Clary wanted to scream. No, she wanted to scream and yell and punch Sebastian. Clary wanted Sebastian to feel what Clary felt last night, pain and suffering. But she couldn't. She couldn't. If she did then Jace…. Sebastian's voice snapped her back to reality.

"I really want you to make me breakfast." The demon walked slowly toward her. Clary didn't dare back up, that would just show him she was weak. "Yes. That is your first task."

"Don't you have cooks?" Clary snapped. Her brother smiled. "Yes, but none will look as great as you when they serve me my meal." Clary shuddered. Sebastian kept walking toward her. When he was only a few feet away, Clary closed her eyes, waiting for the attack or the harassment or something sexual. After a moment or two, Clary could feel Sebastian's breath in her ear, sending chills down her spine. "Pancakes would be lovely. The way your mother used to make them."

Clary nodded absent-mindedly. She opened her eyes and watched the demon make his way towards the door. "Deliver them to the dining hall." He paused. "And make a second batch. Maybe Jace will be hungry."

A/N Okay, not one of the most exciting chapters but it got me to where I needed to be. The pancake thing was a little lame but whateves I needed it in there.

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