Clalec - The Revenge

Love Lost (explicit)

Jace's P.O.V

He couldn't do it. At the end of it all, he just couldn't bring himself to tell Jocelyn the truth. He sat at the table alone, Jocelyn having left almost an hour ago. He led her to believe that he and Clary had broken up and their relationship had been shaky.

At least he was still a skilled liar. His lips curled up in a half grin before downing the glass of alchohol in front of him. He swiped his mouth with his other hand and quickly rose. He had thought the alchohol would numb his pain but all it seemed to be doing was making his loss more apparent. He had to get out of here. There were too many memories of shared dinners and whispered secrets in the booth just across from where he sat.

A few minutes later and He managed to make it to a park nearby. It was mostly empty but still he chose the most secluded and shadowed bench to sit down on. No one could see him from here. He rested his head on the hard wood and forced himself to let go of his feelings of Clary. To forget their dreams for the future because she would never be Clarissa Herondale. He would never wake up next to her or kiss her again.

He didn't want to but he forced himself to push the memory of her lips to the back of his thoughts. As painful as it was, he let himself think of her in Alec's arms. She would be safe with him. He would protect her no matter what and he would care for her. It would never be Jace and Clary. They would never get their happily ever after. His vision started to get blurry but there was nothing wrong with his eyesight.

He angrily swiped at his face. No. Tears were a weakness. He was anything but weak. What he did just proved that. He was strong enough to let her go. To let her be happy. He imagined tying a tourniquet around his heart. He would let her live her life and he would live his. No one would ever have to know so long as he kept his heat tied. As long as he kept the memories of them as distant recollections.

Clary's P.O.V
(Warning, sex scene ahead)

Clary knew her mother wasn't totally convinced, but she was had finally approved of the wedding. Maybe approved wasn't the right word. More like she didn't like it but wouldn't stop it from happening. The minute her mother had returned and somewhat gave her blessing, all she could think about was telling Alec. As soon as her mom left, she dashed up to his room leaving a pouting Izzy to train by herself.

She burst into his room, slightly breathless. He must have been napping, but the minute she barged in, he sprang up looking lightly stunned. She grinned at him before launching herself into his arms.

"Good news. Mom has no problem with this. With us."

She felt his arms slide around her waist and pull her even tighter to him. She was just about to lean up and kiss him when she noticed a streak of something on his neck. Glitter. She lightly rubbed at it with her finger.

"Since when did you start wearing glitter?" she asked curiously. "Should i be worried?"

He laughed at her. "Im not into make up if thats what you think." He bent and gave her a quick kiss on her lips. "I went to Magnus's loft. To get closure." He said in response to her raised eyebrows.

Clary was confused. "Closure? What do you mean?" A terrifying thought went through her mind. What if the spell wore off for him? Would he get together with Magnus? Would he leave her? The thought brought tears to her eyes. She bit her lip to stop them from falling. She was being ridiculous.

Alec could see she was upset. Clary let him lead her to the bed. She sat on his bedspread and took a deep breath to calm herself. Alec sat next to her and lightly clasped her hand in his.

"I want to marry you, and i don't want anything to stop that. I went to finally break it off. So it wouldn't be as if there was still something between me and Magnus," he said softly. He lightly brushed her hair back with his fingertips. "I want to belong only to you. You have my heart, Clary."

This time it was Clary who leaned in. Their lips collided gently at first, but soon their exploring turned heated.

"I love you," she whispered against his lips. His hand was teasingly inching up her thigh, over the workout pants she wore. Her breath hitched and she groaned against his mouth. She pulled back slightly and lifted his shirt up over his head. She let him do the same to her before their lips met again with more ferocity.

Before she knew it, her workout pants had joined their shirts on the floor. She undid his belt and he kicked his pants down. She lay back against his pillows with Alec next to her. Her arms were around his neck and her smooth legs were tangled with his long ones. She ground herself against him and he let out a low moan.

"Clary, are you sure?" He asked huskily. She knew what he was asking and she was already impatient for it. She did it again and captured his moan with her mouth. His left hand was on her lower back while his right hand went to the clasp of her bra.

After a few minutes of trying, he finally had it undone. She shrugged out of it and threw it somewhere behind her. She saw his iris darken with lust. "You are so beautiful," he whispered, bringing his mouth to her breasts. She cried out when his lips closed over a peak.

Her hands roamed his back, memorising the way his muscles felt under her hands. His hand slipped between her thighs and he groaned at the feel of her. She stifled her sounds agaisnt his mouth, rolling her hips to his hand.

Finally they both couldn't take anymore. He tore his boxers off and positioned himself above her. He hesitated for a second. Catching his eyes, she nodded and he began to press into her. She moaned his name and wrapped her legs tightly around his waist.

When he was deep inside, he began to move slowly at first but soon they were both moving in a much faster rhythm. She moved her hips upward with each of his thrusts. Soon she could feel a tinglimg sensation spread through her body and she cried out in rapture. Alec's cries followed hers soon after.

When they were both spent, he moved to lay next to her. He pulled her against his chest. Clary closed her eyes, just listening to the sound of his heart. "You have my heart too." She whispered to him. "Im yours."