DIRTY, LEWD AND MISTAKEN

PRE NOTE:

Hi Guys! So... No, this is not an erotic story. It's humor. So yeah, this is a fan fiction on The Mortal Instruments by Cassandra Clare. In case you haven't read it yet, you can pretty much follow through the aspect of the transitions of dialogues and scenes. So yeah...

The italics would be Alec's thoughts

DIRTY, LEWD AND MISTAKEN

               "Strip." Jace's voice was low and firm, almost sounding aggressive. He crawled over to where Clary was... her side of the bed, practically.

               "What?" She asked as she clutched the hem of her shirt and backed away, until her back touched her bed's head board.

I didn't know Jace was so bold! Like, hell, who'd expect!

               "Clary, strip." He grabbed Clary's shirt and pinned her on the bed. This made Clary screech a little.

               "What the, Jace!" She kicked, and turned, and did her best to be free from Jace's airtight grip, but it didn't work. They were basically in that position for a few moments, and by a few, it meant a lot.

What are they doing now? Should I barge in there? But…

               Jace, practically got tired, not to mention bored, and set Clary free. "C'mon. You just have to strip for god's sake!" He exclaimed, raising both his hands into a praying, more like begging, position.

               "No way," she replied, grabbing the sheets, and throwing pillows at the stupid-looking-sort-of, guy in front of her.

                He arched his brows and combed his hair with his fingers. "Why not?"

               "Uh, it'll leave a mark, and it hurts." She said, innocently, then grinned, deviously.

               "Ahhh," he groaned grabbing Clary on the shoulders. "Clary, you act as if you haven't done this before."

               "Quit being an ass, and just leave me alone!" She yelled, throwing another pillow at him.

               "Ow, Clary. Can't you just strip?"

               "Shut up, Jace. Stay away from me!"

HAH! I think I should be stopping Jace from what he's doing to Clary. What is he doing?

               "Shut up, eh? Make me." He gave her a very angelic smile, which is somehow devilish. Then, he jumped at Clary and pulled her shirt's hem upward.

Molesting Clary? Anyway, at the count of three, I'll step in and stop whatever they're doing. 1… 2… 3…

… HE IS MOLESTING CLARY!

               "STOP! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TWO DOING!" Alec exclaimed, upon seeing the two in their current position, and Jace's act of…