Clace (Liberty High School) (Completed)

45. The Negotiation

Clarissa

I wake up and get ready for school today. Monday's! They're the worst! Jace hasn't touched me since we woke up Friday morning. I know I hurt him. I know I don't deserve him. But, I just want to feel his hands on my cheek, or feel his arm graze against my hand, or feel his warm wet lips brush against mine.

After school- at school

"Hey Clarisa, you want to come over and work on our project?" Jace asks. Yes! Finally! I've missed our projects.

"Yeah sure, what time?" I ask trying to contain my excitement.

"Whenever," Jace smiles and walks down the hallway.

I decide to get a ride with Izzy, so Jace and I can get to the project.

"Izzy, can I get a ride to your house?" I ask. "Jace and I have an art project to finish."

"Okay, no problem," Izzy smiles.

"Thanks, Iz," I reply. We get in her car, and she drives us to her house.

I get there and walk into Jace's room. "Hey, Jace," I try.

"Oh hey. Ready to start our art project?" Jace asks.

"Yeah," I reply. Jace goes to get some paper and sits on the floor. What? He....he wants to work on our art project. Maybe he's just a little shy? I'll just kiss him, and see how he responds. Do I really want to be the initiator? Usually Jace is the one to begin our kissing. Of course I want to, but.....what if he's mad at me? I mean he would have every right. What if he just doesn't want to date me anymore, but he's too nice to break up with me? Maybe I should just give him an out...Yeah, I'm just going to give him an out. I sit down next to him, and turn to face him. "Jace, do....do you want to break up with me? They're will be no hard feelings," I manage. Of course I'll miss him, it'll hurt, but after what I did, I don't want to trap him.

"Red, what are you talking about?" Jace asks shocked.

"You, you haven't really talked or...touched me since....Friday morning. I know I hurt you, and I don't deserve anything from you. If you don't want to do this anymore, then we can break up. I....I don't want you to feel trapped," I explain.

"Red, I want to do this. Please don't ever doubt that. I'm going to be honest, you really messed me up Red. It's going to take some time to...adjust. I....I just don't know what to say when we're in public," Jace responds.

"Why? W....why don't you want to touch me then?" I ask nervously. Do I really want to know why? Maybe he....just doesn't find me attractive anymore.

"Red, I want to. I...I just don't know how to," Jace offers, then he rests his hand on mine. "This little gesture, it has me terrified. Red, what if I hurt you? My.....my dad, he...hurt my mom. He did things that I could never....ever talk about, but what if I hurt you? What if I'm just like my dad? What if one day, I wake up and I'm like my dad? Eveything that's happened has me thinking. I...I could never forgive myself if I ever hurt you," Jace manages. My poor Jace! What did I do to him? I've got to make him see, he'll never be like his dad!

I decide to take it up a notch, knowing Jace won't. I move my hand off of Jace's. He looks at me sadly, and I give him a smile. Then, I stand up, turn around, and sit in Jace's lap. Ugh! If feels so good to feel Jace! I can feel his muscles tense when I sit. I pull his chin up, so I can see his eyes. "Jace, I want you to look at me, please," I try. Jace looks up, and I smile. "Jace, I want you to take me to your bed, please."

"Red, I...okay," Jace hesitates. He picks me up, and carries me towards his bed. He lays me in the middle of the bed, and sits on the side.

"Please come here," I beg. Jace reluctantly hovers over me. I can feel he wants this too, but he's stopping himself. I decide I'll have to do everything. I cup his face in my hands and lower his head. He pulls away, but slowly gives in. Soon, my hands are in his smooth golden hair. My mudane lips are against his creamy lips. I finally get him to reciprocate. He brings his hand on my cheek as his tongue explores my mouth. I greedily let him in, and push at the hem of his t-shirt. He stops in his tracks.

"Red, are you sure you're ready for this?" Jace confirms. I love that he wants to be so careful! This is my favorite Jace! Not when he's confident and unbreakable, but when he's vulnerable. The way he delicately handles me and the look of care in his eyes, they are what make me melt everytime.

I decide to play a play from his game book. "Jace, will you please listen to me. I'm the one who offered," I reply. Jace smiles as he leans back down. Our lips meet and a smile shines on my face. His tongue is playing with mine, and I sign in contentness. I find the hem of his shirt again, and pull it up. This time he doesn't stop me, he just pulls away from me long enough to get his shirt off. Jace reconnects with me. My hands find his muscled chest. He laughs and my cheeks radiate heat. What am I doing? His hands are always in my hair or face, but I want him to feel comfortable.

I pull away, "Jace, please don't feel like this is only for me. You...you can put your hands in places other than my hair or face. I want you to enjoy this too. Just pretend I'm like everyother girl you've been with. Please don't hold back," I beg.

"Well Red that's going to be kind of hard because you're nothing like any girl I've ever been with," Jace responds. "When I'm kissing you, I can't think straight. All of my ideas, thoughts, and "experience" just flies out the window." Jace uses air quotes around experience. "I...I'll try to be less restrained."

"Really Jace I'm nothing special. You shouldn't be so taken by me," I respond. Jace opens his mouth as if he's going to talk, but he thinks better of it. He presses into me, and we pick up where we left off. I decide to move his left hand to the right of my waist; right between my shirt and pants. Jace gently rests his hand and we make out, until he has to drive me home for my curfew. I get out of his car, go to my room, brush my teeth, get my pajamas on, and lay down. I go to sleep and know I'll be seeing a Jace soon in my dreams.

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I do not own any of the Mortal Instruments books, materials, etc. All credit belongs to Cassandra Clare.

Author's Note:
This is my first fanfic. I hope you guys like it! Please leave comments, votes, and feedback. I'm going to update, when I'm done and it'll be random.

Originally posted: 2/15/18