Sorry I'm a couple days behind! School is stressing me out SO FUCKING MUCH! We have to choose subjects for our seniors year and my god...
Plue The 1975 are coming to Australia! I'm trying to get someone to take me! God I need to go! I will die if I don't!
Anywyas, here you are my lovelies.
Clary woke up entwined in Jace's strong arms. She was just in a bra and boy shorts, Jace in his boxers. She smiled, remembering last night. After they had come down from the roof, Jace had practically ripped her dress and his tux off. They had, had a very, very hot make out session. But Jace refrained for Clary sake, not taking it too far. Not far at all the be honest, he hadn't even touched her boobs or ass, yet made Clary shiver at the memory. The things her could do to her, just by kissing.
She looked up at his peaceful face. His lips parted slightly to allow his deep, slow breaths. His golden eye lashes resting on his cheeks when his eyes where closed. His hair tasseled from sleep. His honey golden skin that covered his muscled figure. His delicate, long, slim fingers, that rested on her body.
"Your looking at me again." He whispered.
"How do you always know that?" She asked, a smile on her lips.
"Must be my ego. I can just feel all the girls perving on me from a block away." Hey murmured, eyes fluttering open.
"Remind me again why I love such an ass." She said.
He rolled over onto his side, facing her, hands on her bare hips, their legs twined together.
"Say it again." He whispered.
"That your an ass? Well, your an ass. A big ass." She said, tracing shapes on his smooth, bare chest.
"No. The other thing." He said, fingers tickling her hips.
"There was another thing?" She asked, biting her lip, sliding her finger down.
His eyes fluttered closed, "Angel, you tease me. You tease me bad." He murmured under his breath.
She dipped her fingers under the waist of his boxers, making him take a deep breath.
"What do you want me to say?" She asked sweetly.
"The things you do to me. Why do you have a hold on me. The one that loves to tease." He said, hand tightening on her hips.
She took her fingers out of his boxers and ran them back up his chest, to his lips.
"I think it started with a l...yes?" She asked.
"It did." Jace said, his hands ran up her back before his arms wrapping around her waist, holding her body to his.
She scooted up so she was face to face with him.
"And then a o?" She said, running her hand through his hair.
"That's correct." He said.
Jace quickly moved her body, so she was straddling him. She put her hands on his chest, leaning down.
"Then a v and a e?" She asked.
"I'm sure that's it." Jace said, hands back on her waist.
"I love you." She whispered against his lips.
He smiled, "I love you too." He whispered.
She kissed him, her mouth opening immediately for him, cherishing the way it felt. She tugged on his hair, wanting more. Just a little more. Jace's hand slid to her back and up, playing with the clasp of her bra. But he left it alone, and continued feeling her back, making her feel beautiful, no matter her scars.
She lent down, capturing his lips, opening immediately for Jace when he asked. She loved the feel of his tongue sliding against hers, fighting for dominance. His hands came back to her stomach and rested just under her bra. Hinting, but not asking, as he always did. She kissed him harder, not wanting to break the kiss, but telling him yes.
His fingers snuck under her bra, making her moaning softly into the kiss. She could feel Jace's body under hers getting tense, his body wanting more. Clary reached behind her and un clasped her bra, slipping it off.
Jace nibbled her lip, hands on her breasts, gropping and squeezing. Clary groaned and ran her hands up Jace's bare chest, then back down, dragging her nails down his chest. Jace groaned and flipped her underneath him. Clary hooked one leg around his waist, pulling him closer. His breath hitch when she slipped her finger tips underneath his boxers.
He trailed kisses between the valley of her breast, back to her lips. At that exact moment their bedroom door opened. Clary squealed and pulled the sheets up, over her body. Jace, rolled off Clary, rubbing the bridge of his nose. There in the doorway stood, Tyler. His pale green eyes blank, but a smirk on his lips.
"What the fuck do you want, Tyler?" Jace growled.
"I was just coming to see how my cousin was doing, and his girlfriend of course." Tyler said, smiling slyly at Clary, who scowled at him.
"Can you just leave us alone!" Jace said, jaw set.
Clary self consciously clung the sheets tighter to her body. Jace noticed and moved to block her body with his, she rested her right hand on Jace's bare hip. He grabbed it and played with the ring on her finger.
"Oh, you guys where in the middle of something! I should have guess by Clary's half nakedness, and Jace's grouchy-ness. And well of course, the scratch marks on Jace's chest.." Tyler said, amusement playing in his eyes, he leant again the door frame.
"Oh, for fucks sake! What do you want!" Jace demanded, eyes fuming.
"Just to talk about our little mishap last time you were here. You owe me Jace." Tyler said, raising his eyebrows.
"I owe you nothing." He growled back
"I'm surprised father even invited you here again." Tyler continued.
Clary sighed and laid down, pulling the sheets with her. Jace didn't let go of her hand, still playing with her ring.
"We can talk about this later." Jace said, closing his eyes.
"As you wish. See you later, Clary." Tyler said.
She held up her middle finger as he exited the room.
"Feisty. Love them feisty." Tyler said, closing the door behind them.
Jace collapsed beside her, sighing, resting his free hand on her hip.
"Why do we always get interrupted, Angel?" Jace said, trying to drag the sheets off Clary's body.
She pulled them back up, "not going to happen. Mood ruined." She said, staring up into Jace's golden eyes.
Jace groaned, "not fair." He said.
"What was he talking about?" Clary asked.
Jace's eyes flickered, a sign he was going to lie.
"Don't lie to me." She said.
Jace sighed, "you know me to well. Well it was the last time I was here, 2 years ago. I was just out of rehab, clean and fresh. Jeremy invited me down, then Tyler invited me to his place. Tyler knew, I was just out of rehab, for Cociane. Of course, douche bag he was, he threw a party. And of course, drugs come with parties. I took some. I relapsed. When I was coming down, I was really, really, really angry. I set-I set his house on fire. Yeah. It went up in flames. Everyone got out, not one was harmed. But the house burnt to ashes." He said, taking a deep breath at the end, like he expected to be scolded.
Clary laughed. Just laughed. Uncontrollable laughter. Jace stared at her, a dumbfounded look on his face. She caught her breath.
"You lit his house on fire! God, I fucking love you!" Clary said, burying her head in her pillow.
"You never cease to amaze me, Angel." Jace said.
"That guys an asshole. I could see it in the first 5 seconds I met him. He deserves to his his house burnt down." Clary said, looking back up to Jace.
Jace's eyes glimmered with amusement, "we should do it again." He joked.
A smile tugged at Clary's lips.
"Angel. I was joking." Jace said warily.
"God! No! I was think of something else. But it includes making some friends." Clary said.
"Friends?" Jace asked, confused.
"Yes Jace. Friends. You know those people who we talk to back at home, and hang out with. They are friends." Clary said sarcastically.
"Oh so those are friends?" Jace answered back, resting his hand on her hip, the other playing with her ring.
"Speaking of which. We are going to have to tell them about us soon. I mean I know I asked to keep a secret, but we have too. I'll be able to handle it at school, they'll give up." Clary said, looking up into his golden eyes.
"Only if you want to, Angel." Jace said, smiling.
"Then yes. I want everyone to know your my Jacey. No one else is allowed you." She said, grinning at him.
"And your my, Angel." Jace said, pulling her closer until her sheet covered breasts pushed up against his chest.
"I love you." Clary whispered.
"What was that?" Jace asked, leaning over her.
"I love you." She said again.
"Say it again." Jace said, holding her around the waist.
"I love you." She said, grinning widely.
"I love you too."
Clary and Jace found a popular restaurant in town and headed towards it.
"So isn't he a Herondale?" Clary asked.
"No. His not actually Jeremy's son, his Chloe's daughter. But Tyler will go along with it for the money. But he still goes by Tyler Denton." Jace explained.
"Let's hope this works." Clary said, entering the restaurant.
She was instantly grateful to see mostly younger people around theirs age or Tyler's, and she spotted the stage at the front of the room. They where stopped at the front entrance by a worker.
"Jace? Jace is that you?" The guy asked.
"Hey, Tommy!" Jace said, man hugging the guy.
"Long time no see mate!" Tommy said.
"I know. I know. This is Clary. My girlfriend." Jace said, introducing her.
Tommy looked at her as if she where some extinct creature come back to life.
"You have a girlfriend?" Tommy asked.
Jace laughed awkwardly, "yes, I do. Things have changed in the past few months. Mostly because of Clary." He said, wrapping his arm around Clary's waist.
She smiled up at him.
"Wow, man. I still owe you from the last you were here, with that girl." Tommy said.
"Well actually, we were hoping if we may be able to use your stage? Just for a couple minutes." Jace said.
"Ah, man. I don't know." Tommy said.
"Please. We would really appreciate it." Clary said, pleading with her eyes.
"Oh, alright. Only because of her. She looks like a sad puppy." Tommy said, pointing at Clary.
Clary smiled proudly. They got up on stage, Jace holding the microphone in his hand.
He cleared his throat, "excuse me. May I have your attention for a couple minutes." Jace's voice boomed around the restaurant.
People looked up from their conversations and food, up to Jace. Some people faces flashed with recognition, others looked confused.
"Some of you may know me, I'm Jace. Jace Herondald. But we're not here to talk about me. I'm sure many, probably most of you know Tyler Denton. And I'm also sure, many of you hate or dislike Tyler Denton. Am I right?" Jace asked.
There where mostly murmurs of agreements that spread through the large crowd.
"Well, we have a proposition. So listen up."
Short chapter I know, but I didnt want all the action in this one and make it a super long chapter!
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