Isabelle's POV

It had been about fifteen minutes since I had knocked on Clary's door, I was debating seeing if she had fallen back to sleep. It was just after 11:00 now and I know that girl went to bed at like 10:00. I know there was a storm last night, but God, how long can a person sleep for? I heard doors opening and closing in the hallway, but that could have been Maia. I was sitting at the table in one of Simon's black gamer t-shirts and a pair of terrycloth shorts Maia lent me. They were a little big, but not bad. I was usually able to sneak in Clary's room in the morning and grab clothes, but oddly her door was locked this morning. Clary finally came walking into the kitchen with rosy cheeks and somewhere between a smile on her face and a scowl.

"Everything alright? You look off?" The look on Clary's face was suspicious enough, without the added factor she had her door locked this morning. Of course my suspicion was peaked further by the fact she had slept in Jace's room the two previous nights. Though, she wasn't exactly glowing, more like glowering. I took a sip of my coffee. She waved me off and walked over to the coffee maker and poured herself a cup.

"I'm fine. Where is everybody?"

"Alec and Magnus got up early to play tennis." I gave her a look and she cringed.

"I forgot. Again." I shook my head.

"Maybe you should stop making morning plans to play tennis. Waking up early isn't really your thing." She rolled her eyes.

"Anyway, Aline and Sebastian took off once they found out I was cooking. Pretty rude if you ask me." Clary snorted.

"Jordan and Simon aren't back from their run yet, I'm sure they'll be starving when they get back, so I wanted to give you a chance to eat before the food is gone. Maia decided to clean up a bit, I seemed to have gotten a lot of food on her while I was helping." I shrugged while Clary laughed. She was adding some sugar to her coffee.

"And Jace?" She glanced over her shoulder and I smiled. Her cheeks were even rosier. Yes, I had been wondering all morning where that boy was. I didn't want to check his room though, that would be creepy.

"I was wondering the same thing. I haven't seen him. I guess he's still getting his beauty sleep…Soooo. Have you two slept together yet?" She spun around.

"Izzy!" She shrieked. Oh, that look was definitely a no. I rolled my eyes and took another sip of my coffee.

"Calm down. I was just checking. Your cheeks looked awfully rosy when you walked in here." She leaned up against the counter as she scowled at me. I smiled and shook my head.

"So, another fun day planned?" She smiled.

"Yeah. I imagine. Jace and I haven't made any specific plans yet. Bat and Jaida are good. I'm stepping back and giving them some time alone to develop their relationship. Aline has been spending a lot of time with Ray, so I think my work there is done. I've missed tennis with Will and Jem the last two mornings, so maybe we'll go hang out with them later. Oh, Kaelie moved her bonfire to Friday, did you hear?" I nodded.

"I might touch base with Sheila. I think she was supposed to have a date last night with Eric, not sure." She shrugged and took a sip of her coffee.

"Eric and Sheila are good. I don't think you need to meddle anymore with them either. Their date last night went well. Why don't you and Jace do something together? Just the two of you?" She smiled.

"Maybe." There was a long pause while she took another sip of her coffee and I grabbed a piece of bacon and popped it in my mouth. It was just a peaceful silence not awkward at all.

"Izzy. What's morning wood mean?" I choked. Clary had this nonchalant look on her face. I loved that she was so innocent. I also loved that she always asked me these questions. I wondered if she knew what she was asking was sexual in natural. Maybe I was just lucky to end up with all the fun questions. Like sophomore year when she came up to me and asked what cum meant. So naïve. So Clary. It was part of her charm though. Of course I could be a little cruel.

"You ok there." She looked at me a little concerned. I tried to cover the coughing.

"Yeah. Just went down the wrong pipe. It could mean a lot of things Clary. Can you give me some context? Use it in a sentence? When did you hear that?" I tried to keep my face straight.

"Context…Ok…Use it in a sentence…Ok…You can't blame me for morning wood." I was pursing my lips so hard suppressing a laugh that they were trembling.

"Izzy what's wrong. You look like you're going to cry. Is everything alright with Simon?" I coughed again and tried to compose myself as Maia walked into the kitchen.

"What's wrong with Izzy and Simon? I'm still moving in with Jordan right?" Maia shuffled over and gave Clary a big huge.

"Morning girl." Clary and Maia pulled away from each other and were eyeing me quizzically.

"Everything is sensational with me and Simon. I was just trying to help Clary figure out what something meant. I'm just having trouble putting my finger on it.-" I bit my lip to keep from bursting out laughing.

"-Metaphorically that is." I couldn't take it any more and started laughing hysterically. Maia was pouring herself a cup of coffee. Clary just looked confused.

"What's up with her?" Maia asked Clary, she just shrugged and shook her head. You could hear doors opening throughout the house. Footsteps. Jordan and Simon had just walked in the cottage. Jace was probably up too. Maia turned to Clary. This wasn't Maia's first round either. She had a skeptical look on her face. Clary never picked up on it until after the fact though. She always walked right into my traps.

"Anyway, what did you ask Izzy?" Maia asked skeptically.

"I just asked what morning wood means." Clary said it so casually. I loved that about her.

"Morning wood?" Maia asked amused before she put down her cup of coffee and burst out laughing as Simon and Jordan walked into the kitchen.

"Is that what you girls do when we're not around? Sit around and talk about erections." Jordan laughed as he walked across the room. Clary was six shades of red. It was priceless. Of course Simon picked up on what was going on right away. Clary embarrassed and Maia and I laughing our heads off. He knew this routine my now. He scoffed.

"IZZY! Stop corrupting Clary." I was still laughing.

"Hey beautiful." Jordan gave Maia a kiss.

"Who's corrupting Clary." Simon looked over at Jordan.

"Izzy. Izzy always corrupts the innocents that is Clary." Clary rolled her eyes.

"She's going to learn it sooner or later man." Jordan muttered. Maia was still laughing

"Hey, I didn't teach her that word. I didn't even tell her what it meant. Jordan did when he walked in here." I choked out as Maia and I laughed harder.

"So I guess I'm the one corrupting Clary." Jordan snickered.

"No. It's Izzy. Trust me." Simon snapped. I shook my head.

"So what I'm absolutely dieing to know…is…where did little uncorrupted Clary hear the line…You can't blame me for morning wood?" Maia, Jordan and I started laughing so hard. I heard a coughing fit in the hallway before I saw Jace appear in the kitchen doorway, he was just wearing gym shorts. Simon crossed his arms over his chest and looked pissed. Clary looked like she was going to just die.

"Your mind is always in the gutter Izzy." Simon walked over to put a reassuring arm over Clary's shoulder, but she shrank way from him.

"You're covered with sweat and you stink." Clary muttered. Simon crossed his arms as he shook his head and rolled his eyes.

"Izzy!" Simon scolded.

"Hey she didn't hear it from me." I choked out while laughing. Jace walked over to Clary, still smirking, but obviously suppressing a laugh, and wrapped his arms around her. She wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her bright red face in his chest.

"So Inquiring minds want to know Clary. Where did you hear?…What was it Izzy?…You can't blame me for morning wood." Jace could be such an ass. We all burst out laughing, except Simon and Clary. Clary pushed Jace away from her and stormed out of the kitchen towards the hallway shouting.

"IT WAS IN A DAMN BOOK." Yeah right. Sure it was. Clary's door slammed shut with force. We all just kept laughing.


Jace's POV

After the laughter in the kitchen died down a bit and I managed to dodge a few peculiar questions, I decided to grab a cup of coffee and head back to Clary's room. Izzy pointed out that Clary had left her coffee on the counter so I figured I'd bring it as a peace offering. Clary only had about a half a cup left, so I figured I'd freshen it for her. I took a sip, she liked it way too sweet. I added some coffee and Maia helped me figure out how much sugar to add. I grabbed both cups. Sebastian and Aline were just coming in, but I already had enough suspicious looks and raised eyebrows, so I just left the kitchen quickly, and headed back to Clary's room. I held both cups in one hand by their handles and turned the door knob. It was unlocked, which meant she couldn't have been that upset. I slowly opened the door and peeked in. I quickly dodged back behind the door as a sneaker flew at me.

"I come bearing gifts." I said sweetly. There was no answer. I peeked my head in again and Clary was sprawled out on her desk chair, facing the door. She had slid way down, legs way out straight, arms crossed. She had the most adorable glare. Her cheeks were still red, but not as bright as before. I took my chances and went into the room. I readjusted the coffee so I had one in each hand and I used my foot to kick the door closed behind me. I walked towards her and held out her cup of coffee. She snubbed me and looked away with a contorted half smile on her face. I repressed a chuckle. I could see how hard it was for her, she was trying to be mad, but she didn't really have it in her. I put both cups of coffee on the bureau and walked over so I was in front of her. I dropped down to my knees between her sprawled out legs and put my hands on either side of her hips. This way we were close to eye level. She kept moving her head around not looking me directly in the eye, but she had a smirk she looked like she was trying hard to keep off her face.

"Do you hate me?" I teased sweetly. Her eyes met mine and she broke into a smile before she looked away with a slight laugh and continued trying to maintain a scowl. She just looked so cute.

"Are you going to break up with me?" I teased sweetly. Another small laugh escaped her lips. She looked back at me and her eyes looked like she was smiling, even though her mouth looked like she was still trying to look angry. She held my gaze this time. With my hands still on her hips I pulled her slowly towards me. Her ass had been right on the edge of the seat anyway, so she easily slid off the chair. I gently guided her to the ground. She didn't resist, but she maintained her crossed arms and her attempt to look angry, which was slowly softening. I shifted myself back so I was sitting between my feet and pulled her body all the way forward so she was on my lap, her legs jetted out on either side of me. I wrapped my arms around her body and gazed into her beautiful sparkling green eyes. Our faces were about six inches away from each other.

"Soul meets soul on lovers' lips." I said softly. Will had emailed me some pictures and stuff yesterday and included a few choice quotes he said girls just swoon over. I couldn't get the pictures to open on my phone, but some of the quotes I liked. This was one of the shorter ones and it had the word lips in it. Clary's whole face softened and she reached her hand up and placed it on the side of my cheek gently and I leaned into it.

"Suddenly a hopeless romantic?" She sounded somewhat amused, she was probably a little suspicious with me quoting poetry, but her whole face looked very affectionate and I wasn't going to be bringing up Will right now, so I just let it go. I nodded.

"Um Hum." I tightened my arms around her and slowly leaned towards her. Her eyes closed as her lips met mine halfway. I reached my hand up to her hair and pulled her scrunchy out. A pool of curls tumbled down her back. I ran my fingers through her hair as her hands snaked up and around my neck. I could feel her legs change position slightly, but it was enough to rock her body against mine and send a very pleasurable sensation throughout me. It was likely unintentional, but my body reacted as I automatically held her tighter and deepened the kiss, parting her lips with my own. Our tongues caressed each others as I slowly leaned back until we were lying on the floor with Clary straddling my hips. I slowly repositioned my legs so my knees were bent up, the way they were bent before was getting uncomfortable. I slide my hands up and under her tank top so I could run them over her bare back. I absentmindedly remembered that her lacey white bra snaps in the front and smiled to myself. Clary's hands played with my hair. For several minutes we laid on the floor like that.

Knock Knock Knock Clary started to sit up, but I held her firm. That rocking motion when she repositioned herself was definitely nice. She had a huge smile on her face as she looked down at me. Her hair falling forward. I looked into her eyes and smiled.

"Ignore it." I said softly as I took one of my hands and pushed her hair back behind her ear. I held on to a strand of her hair and twirled it in my hand. She tilted her head slightly and looked at me in thought with a smirk. I dropped the strand of her hair and moved my hand to the back of her head and guided her lips back to mine with no resistance. She melted back into me. Our lips danced against each other's.

Knock Knock Knock At the slightest inclination of Clary starting to sit up I held my hand firm on the back of her head and she made a slightly agitated noise, but didn't struggle. She just collapsed back onto me. You could hear the sound of retreating footsteps down the hallway. I moved my hand from the back of Clary's head to her lower back and resumed my position of running my hands under her tank top and along her bare back.

"Knock Knock Knock" My eyes flew open as Clary sat up. I didn't try to fight her. I could clearly distinguish Izzy's voice and I could also tell she was in the room with us. Clary was sitting still straddling my hips. I was partial to this position. As long as she didn't move too much, if she moved wrong, she'd squish my junk. I folded my hands under my head and glared over at Izzy at the door. I was looking at her upside-down in this position.

"Can I help you with something?" I growled. Izzy rolled her eyes and shook her head.

"God. First of all the doors have locks if you really wanted privacy. Second of all you have the whole damn night, why waste a beautiful day inside? Izzy flipped her hair over her shoulder.

"Really is that why you came in here. You thought we were making out at the wrong time of day?" I asked sarcastically. Clary giggled.

"No. There's some girl here that wants to talk to Clary. Saree or something." Clary looked confused

"I don't know anybody named Saree." Izzy rolled her eyes.

"Whatever. She seems to know you. She's insistent on talking to you and she's kind of annoying, so just go and talk to her and make her leave. Then you can do, well whatever it was you were doing when I walked it." Izzy shook her head. I could see Maia in the hallway just standing in front of Jordan's room.

"Is she coming?" Maia called. Izzy turned towards Maia.

"Yep. Just give her a minute to…" Izzy looked over her shoulder at Clary and I.

"…get off of Jace's manhood." Clary snorted and started to get up hastily.

"What?" Maia shrieked and took the few extra steps down the hall to look in the room. I took an exasperated breath and followed Clary off the ground.

"Izzy!" Maia snapped as she glared at Izzy. Izzy rolled her eyes.

"Hey you didn't see how they were just sitting." Maia gave Clary an apologetic look and turned to walk back out the door; Izzy right on her heels. Izzy looked over her shoulder at Clary.

"Don't forget to take your pill today." She winked.

"What?" I asked confused and looked from Izzy to Clary. Clary was glaring at Izzy with rosy cheeks.

"Hey! You better not be cheating Izzy." I heard Maia yell down the hallway. Izzy turned back around.

"Tootles." Izzy called behind her as she walked to the door.

"I have tomorrow. Jordan has today Maia." Izzy spat just as she was pulling the door shut.

"I'm never going to win the pool at this rate." I could hear Maia sputtering down the hallway just before the door completely closed. I turned to Clary with a quizzical expression. She was bright red.

"What was that all about?" She was picking her scrunchy up off the floor and heading to the mirror.

"What do you think?" I shrugged.

"Use your imagination Jace. This is Izzy we're talking about. What is Izzy's favorite thing in the world to focus on?" I thought for a second.

"Her hair." Clary was combing her fingers through her hair.

"Second favorite thing then."

"Shoes." She was throwing her hair up in her scrunchy.

"Ok, maybe it's her third favorite thing."

"Her nails." Clary spun around towards me.

"My sex life Jace! Or lack there of. I would bet they have a friggin pool as to when we have sex. They can't know.-" She was shaking her head adamantly.

"-When we have sex Jace. None of them can know." She sounded so serious. It was adorable. I covered the slight distance between us quickly and wrapped my arms around her waist with a smirk and picked her up and swung her around in a circle. She threw her arms around my neck with a small peal of laughter. I looked into her sparkling green eyes with a mischievous look as I held her off the ground.

"When?" I emphasized the word she used. Very nice choice of words. I liked it. She turned an even deeper shade of red.

"If." She said matter-of-factly.

"When?" I reiterated.

"If." She said with a little bit of a chuckle and a small smile.

"When?" I said again more playfully. She rolled her eyes with a huge smile on her face.

"Oh put me down. There is some girl waiting to talk to me in the other room." She didn't sound nearly as annoyed as I imagine she wanted to. Especially with her bright red cheeks and that huge smile on her face.

"Since when do you rush for anyone?" I asked softly. Clary marched to her own drum, she didn't do what she was told and she sure didn't rush for anybody. I figured that out in just a few days. She chuckled and her eyes softened further. I was just so happy right now, and very much focusing on sex at the moment. I crashed my lips to hers, parting her mouth with my own, and my tongue quickly searched for hers. She wrapped her arms around my neck tighter. One at a time I moved my hands from her waist, over her ass, and down her thighs, pulling her legs up and around me. Once both of her legs were wrapped around my waist I returned my hands to her back and held her firmly. Of course about 30 seconds later.

"Good God. Maybe Jordan will win." Maia snapped. Clary abruptly pulled away from me and untangled her legs from my body. I set her down on the ground as Maia watched, hands on her hips, tapping her foot.

"Living room. Now. Stranger waiting." Maia spat. She watched Clary as she quickly walked across the room to Maia. Clary hesitated and looked over her shoulder at me when she got to the door.

"You coming?" She asked sweetly. Maia put her arm around Clary's shoulder stifling a laugh.

"I think Jace…has something to take care of first." Maia glanced over her shoulder at me quickly. She looked somewhat amused and shook her head.

"Put a shirt on before you come out." Maia turned forward and ushered Clary out of the room, and shut the door behind her. Leaving me very alone and very aroused.


Percy Bysshe Shelley (4 AUG 1792 - 8 JUL 1822) Soul meets soul on lovers' lips

Soul meets soul on lovers' lips,