Extra!!! I do love doing little shots for the holidays and this is no different. Again, we are not quite here in the story, but we are getting there. This is something I was thinking about making an official part of the story, but decided it was just too soon, but as a Christmas present, I am going to release it. And I decided to set place after the last Christmas special. Merry Christmas. I really hope you guys love it, because come on, who doesn't love a sexy Santa??? Now... Who has been naughty and who has been nice???
Clary came into the room wearing a Santa corset and thigh high, black, high heeled boots that had bells tied into the laces and finished off with candy cane striped stockings. Her hair was cascading down her back in tamed ringlets and her Santa hat was on with the ball positioned to the side. Her eyes were rimmed with black eyeliner and her lips were cherry red.
Jace's eyes went wide when he glanced at her hip and saw the small whip, she had on her and the jingling her heels made with every step. "Holy shit," his voice was rough.
"Now is that anyway to talk to Mrs. Clause?" Clary looked at him innocently. Before stepping closer to him and shoving him down in the chair that he didn't realize was behind him. "You only get one warning. Now, have you been a naughty boy this year?"
"No, I've been very nice. Very, very, nice," he voiced quickly and excitedly. Role playing dominant was something he didn't expect from Clary, but he was incredibly turned on by the role.
"Well then I guess my presence here is unnecessary because only naughty boys get the visit from Mrs. Clause." She turned as though to leave but Jace protested.
"I lied," he said standing up again almost scared that she was really going to leave. This was something so new for him, he never acted so hastily and desperately. "I've been very naughty." He reached around to grab her waist and pull her to him, but she quickly smacked his hands off her and pushed him back into his chair. Jace felt his heart beat heavily in his ribcage, it was like someone was beating a hammer inside his chest, choking off his oxygen. But it wasn't painful, it was something so erotic how could he ever want it to stop.
"That is much more like it. I do not tolerate liars, and I think that you need to be taught a lesson." Clary was nervous, this was clearly not her forte, but this was a gift for him. She knew of his idea before he had voiced it to her the same day. She had hoped this would excite him, but when he mentioned it in the middle of the night before, she felt the push she needed to go through with it. She was just hoping it was erotic and sexy, not awkward and clumsy.
She pulled a rope from a drawer making Jace's jaw drop in both shock and excitement. She returned to him went behind him, pulling his arms back and tying his hands together. "For every naughty action you make, I will punish you. I will take away your senses: touch, sight, hearing, and voice. For every nice action you make, you will be given a reward of my choosing. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yeah," he said before she sharply pulled his hair back and making him look her in the eyes. His head was pulled straight back as she was still behind him but hovering her face over his.
"That is not the answer I was looking for. You either call me ma'am or Mrs. Clause, do you understand?"
Clary's pushed up breasts were dangerously close to his face, and her smell was intoxicating him, making him swallow hard visibly and audibly. "Yes, ma'am." His eyes were so dark now, not intimidating, but enticing. She knew that she was doing well; he liked it.
She smirked at him, "Good boy." Jace was about to ask if he was going to get a reward when she leaned down and kissed him softly on his open mouth, her tongue tangling with his. He groaned into her mouth loudly and flicked his tongue across hers trying to regain some of the control of the night. But she did not approve. Gripping his hair harder, she pulled her tongue away and bit his bottom lip hard making him growl as she pulled away all together.
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The PinUp Coffee Shop
FanfictionClary isn't your ordinary 18-year-old girl; she has always held her personal life separate and unknown to the world as much as she could. Working as a waitress at the Pin Up Coffee Shop since she was 16-years-old, Clary learned how to take responsib...