Sadie POV

Tonight couldn't have gone better. Besides Clary's disappearance, Jon hadn't been on edge for another two hours. Eventually I had gotten tired though and needed to go back to my dorm. As the stars settled above us I lay my head on Jon's shoulder, happy to be with him. Yeah, I was a crazy girl with many insane ideas. But I still remained a sane person, well sane enough to be walking the streets. Ha, how long had I made myself seem like this? It could be pretty fucking amusing. The gang seemed to think I was pleasant enough, and considering I was actually level-headed and nice, I felt included. Jon paused by my side, leaving me a step ahead, and seemed to be staring in the distance at a slightly secluded spot I knew some couples liked to have a quick make-out session in. We had been one of them… I didn't feel ashamed though. Sometimes you have to find ways to do what you want without supervision. My fae blood started tingling and some part of me knew whoever he saw would regret whatever they were doing very soon.

"Sadie, could you stand under the light while I handle this? Someone is in trouble, big trouble." Me be obedient? I was fae, we were strong people.

"Jon, no offense but I'm going with you." He put his hand out to hold me back but I shook it off. "If you try keep me from danger you'll only end up in danger. Okay?"

He surrendered slowly, lowering his left arm. "Okay. Fair enough." I heard him mumble something as we walked closer to the spot but I chose not to hear it.

We got closer and the figures came into view. Short girl with a tall guy. Now who did I know with that description?

"Hey, you two! This isn't the place to have sex in the middle of the night."

The girl turned her head and slammed Jon with a glare. Her gray eyes said to back off. It had not been Clary and Jace after all. Jon realized his mistake as I pulled him towards the doors and away from the werewolf couple.

"Sorry!" He screamed as I dragged his ass into the lobby. The girl stomped off, her boyfriend running after her, away from us.

Once inside I pushed him against the wall and stood back, crossing my arms as I thought about what I was about to say. My Fae blood took over and the snarky tone came with it.

"Jon, you could have just gotten into a fight. A big one. Do you not understand that sometimes it's better to know before you act? It could have been Clary, I know you were concerned about that. But it wasn't! Your sister knows better than that. Do you not trust her? Because the rest of us do. Besides, I know Jace. He wouldn't do anything without her consent. She'd beat him to bits if he didn't ask first." I had to take a breath before continuing. "You are such an idiot sometimes."

Jon had rested on the wall as I grilled him and looked like none of my words actually affected him. "Sorry, sorry, I just have to look after her some since she started dating him. They are inseparable."

I mentally sighed and joined him, taking his hand in mine. "She knows Jon, she knows."

Clary POV

We hadn't gone too far from my room after leaving the dance. Okay, I'll fess up: we were in my room at the moment. Jace hadn't wanted to hang out in his because of Jon so I volunteered mine. Right now we were cuddled up under Jace's enormous snuggie, both of us in sweat pants and tee-shirts. I looked up from my laptop mid movie because I was bored and decided that I would rather watch his face than the movie. He didn't even notice. Those gorgeous gold eyes bore into the screen as it played, his mouth twitching into a smile when he started to laugh lightly. I focused on the movie to figure out what was so funny but only saw my reflection. My Mac had lost all charge and shut down, oops. I thought I had charged it. And I was caught staring at him, of course he laughed.

"Enjoying the view?" He warm hands made their way from the sleeves to my waist, brushing against my hips.

"Maybe." I mumbled, shutting the laptop and plugging it up beside the bed. Somehow I managed it while in Jace's grip.

He grinned as I squirmed on his lap, attempting to get out. I loved him but I needed to pee.

"Problem, fireball?" His grip loosened but not enough for me to slide out of.

"I have to pee. Unless you want to walk back to your room with a stain, you better let me go."

He reluctantly did and I walked towards our bathroom, grateful for a moment of privacy. Jace's suit still lay on the sink counter, neatly folded beside the wall. My dress was on the back of the door, reminding me of what actually went through my head hours earlier. Did I want to have sex with him? I couldn't say for sure if I did or not. But a part of me knew it wanted to, that someday it would happen. Just not tonight. After flushing what remained of the fruit punch down the toilet, I looked in the mirror and examined my appearance. All I saw was a young girl with freckles, wild hair, and swollen lips. She looked pretty normal. Tossing some water on my face, I reminded myself that Jace was out there and finished up. When I opened the door I saw him waiting, scrolling through his phone just in case someone text him.

"Jace, can we talk?" He gazed up and raised an eyebrow, laying his phone on the night stand.

I heard him pat the spot in front of him as I came back to my bed.

"Of course we can talk, what's up?" Jace covered us back up with the snuggie and spun me around so that I was facing him.

"Tonight was amazing! But I keep thinking about… well, you know." He blushed and bit his lower lip, thinking the same thing I was.

"So am I. I just don't want to pressure you into it when you may not be ready to." His fingers ran through my curls, calming the both of us down.

"But when I am we can?" I felt like a child just finding out they could get a pet.

"Of course. But I'd rather you be on birth control if we did. I have plenty of condoms at hand because I live in a room with a few guys but you should be protected too." To some girls it would seem stupid to put boundaries on these things but I thought he was acting responsible when he said it. If a guy doesn't respect you and want you to be protected too then he isn't worth it, or that's at least what I had heard from my grandma two years before. Still had no clue why she said it… Must be the power of being a grandmother: the ability to know when to say things. I just hadn't mentioned to Jace that my mom made me start birth control before coming here. Dad disagreed heavily, saying I'd just have sex if she put me on it, but mom won. Jon had no clue either way really.

"Okay. But I'm already on it, just so you know. Just don't tell Jon that, he'll flip."

Jace stared down at me, "You are? Why didn't you say that before?" I could hear his voice rise a little before he calmed down. "I don't mean we should now! I'm just surprised I didn't figure that out."

His face was too cute as he tried to figure out how he didn't know. We did live with them for a while so I didn't blame him.

"Jace, can we just agree that we'll plan it out when the time is right and move on? I really want to kiss you right now."

"Oh, you do?" Slowly, he lowered us on top of the comforter and leveled his weight on his elbows. Soft, curly hair came down and touched my forehead before I saw his face, inches from mine. He broke out in a grin, the tiredness reaching his eyes. "How bad?"

"Really bad." I entwined my hands in his hair and leaned up, pecking his lips teasingly.

Jace retaliated and pulled me closer, starting to kiss my neck before moving up to my face. I loved the feeling of his soft, sweet lips on my skin and wouldn't want it any other way.

Jace POV

She started laughing as I kissed her jaw. How did I get so lucky? Maybe she shouldn't have told me she was on birth control because I didn't have a condom on me and little me was getting too many ideas. But right now I didn't care. I just wanted her happy. She looked up at me with those big green eyes and I couldn't help it. Skipping over the rest of her face, I slammed my lips onto hers. Clary responded by roughly pulling my hair, bringing her body closer to mine. The kiss heated as we were both trapped in our own passion for each other. My hand traveled under her shirt to her stomach, the soft skin cushioning my fingers. We pulled apart, trying to catch our breath, and I saw her flushed cheeks. It had just occurred to me how fast her breathing was.

"Can I go higher?" I was afraid to say what I meant but she nodded. Slowly, my hands crept up, trying to find her bra. But there was none. The soft skin under my fingers were her breasts. I laughed and received the most evil of looks from Clary, she hadn't understood why I laughed at all. "I thought you had a bra on. I'm not laughing at your size. It's perfect, see?" I could fit my whole palm around them, and did so, which caused her to blush and her breathing to get harsher. Clary looked at me before wrapping her hands around the hem of her shirt and pulling it over her head. I sat there, hands not moving, surprised until she leaned into my shoulder. Clary wanted me to keep going, I should have known. Kneading the sensitive flesh with my fingers, I could hear her breath hitch in my ear. She placed her hands on my arms and nodded into my shoulder, whispering that I could keep going. In a moment of genius I looked down and saw her small nipples extremely close to my palm. I'd read online that it was crazy sensitive a few weeks back and since she let me touch her there I considered it. Slowly, I stopped kneading and swirled my pointer finger over her nerve bundled nipple, standing from the outward attention prior.

"Jace, wait a second." She unlatched herself from me and used all her strength to push me to the top of the bed and on to my back. Now I could see her entire upper body and wondered what the hell she was up to. Her small fingers latched around my waist line and started to pull my sweat pants down to my knees. I should have stopped her but I was too comfortable. Her nerves showed as she leaned forward, watching my dick rise from its resting spot.

"Are you sure you want to try? You don't have to." But she just nodded and closed her soft lips over the top. Any fight I had left me as she bobbed her head, trying to give me a decent blow job. I stared at the ceiling in amazement. I could feel her tongue and teeth graze the top before starting to bob her head again. Minutes later, during a mind blowing moment, I realized that she never agreed to swallow and tried to warn her I was about to cum. The words left my mouth in a solid grunt as I filled her mouth because I couldn't manage anything else. When she had swallowed the last bit I saw her smiling.

"It tastes like a decent salty mall pretzel," Clary laughed while pulling my pants back up to my hips.

"Really?" I pulled her onto my chest and pushed a stray strand of hair away from that beautiful face.

She stuck her tongue out in response and gave me an idea. When she saw the look on my face her eyes widened. "What? What is it?"

"Would you like to know what a tongue really feels like down there?" It took a moment for her to get it but she grinned at the idea.

"I may. But what if Izzy comes in?" Now she worried about that? I needed an answer quick.

Dipping my hands under her sweat pants while she pulled her shirt back on, it came to me. "She will probably stay out with Simon for a while. We are good for an hour at least." I squeezed her butt and leaned up to sneak a kiss from her. Her lips most definitely tasted like decent pretzels. It was weird knowing what I tasted like though.

"Okay then." On top of my chest she started shedding her sweatpants and tossed them beside the pillows a foot above us. I let out a small chuckle at her polka dot underwear but remembered that I had something I needed to do.

Rolling us over, I moved her to the top of the bed where the pillows were and positioned my body between her legs. "Ready?"

"Whenever you are." I just hoped I did this right.

Alec POV

Things that were strange the days following the dance: Jace and Clary's shared looks, Jon's whipped expression, and Izzy's knowing smile. Obviously something had happened while Magnus and I hung out on the rooftop but I had no clue.

"Spill! What the hell happened on Saturday Night?!" Fork slammed on the table, I held all of their attention.

"What's that supposed to mean, Alec?" Clary said, popping yet another fry in Jace's mouth. A month ago she would have swatted him away from her food but I obviously wasn't getting any info from her.

"Jeez, you're the one we should be asking questions to. The past few days you've been weird." Jace stated between bites. He glanced at Clary again before munching on another piece of her food.

Izzy held back as long as she could, scooting as far as she could from Clary. Grabbing her empty try, she got up and took two steps back. "I walked in on Clary and Jace doing oral, okay?" Before I could even ask, she ran. Jon's expression changed as he looked over at his sister who was steaming from embarrassment and anger all at once.

"Jonathon Christopher…" Jon started before trying to advance on Jace.

The two of them were out of the room before he could finish, spurting something about not feeling so good. He sat there, also steaming, and cursing Jace. Maybe I shouldn't have asked after all…

Authors Note:

A short note because I'm tired and we've had VBS this week. (Vacation Bible School) But here is the new chapter!

Question:

1) What may happen next?

Other stuff:

It's 2:43 AM so me and my healing finger will be going to sleep because I got assigned leader of the 2 through pre-k kids for the week and have been pretty worn out.

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Happy Summer Everyone,

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