Beware Clary Nightingale

5°-A Flirt

× × Clary Nightingale × ×

"W-What are you d-doing?" I stuttered out to Nathaniel who softly pinned me up against the wall.

He smiled softly and reached up to caress my face, "I really, really like you Clary."

"You don't even know me." I scoffed and rolled my eyes, trying to push him off but somehow he over powered me and tightly grabbed my wrists above my head.

"Then, let me get to know you." He mumbled and leaned in. I widened my eyes but for whatever reason I found myself kissing him back urgently.

He smiled softly and let go of my wrists and wrapped his arms around my waist instead. My hands snaked around his neck and pulled him in because of our height difference.

He smiled cutely against my lips and pulled away. I stared up at him in confusion, completely loss for words.

"How about we continue this on the bed?" He suggested glancing over his shoulder at my neatly done bed.

I gulped and nodded, "okay..."

He smiled widely and pulled me over to it. I laid down on the bed allowing him to hover over me and kiss me all over again.

"You're so beautiful." He whispered in my ear while pressing butterfly kisses from my jawline down to my neck.

I ran my fingers through his hair and pulled on it as he began sucking on my neck, "Nate..."

"How does she even sleep like that?" A voice interrupted my dreams. I groaned pulling the covers closely to me.

"She's your sister after all." A female voice giggled.

"What is that supposed to mean?" The same voice from earlier whined.

"Will you shut up?" I snapped tiredly, fluttering my eyes open to see Carlyle and Haven chuckling down at.

"Um, excuse you?" Carlyle gasped and flicked me on the forehead. I groaned and rubbed the sore spot as I glanced at the people crowding my room.

"Oh no." I muttered in annoyance, "why do you guys always come into my room everytime you visit?"

"We just want to see how much our little sister has grown up." Calvin beamed at me and ruffled my hair.

I blew a stray hair out of my face and scoffed, "what if one day I decide to sleep naked?"

"Don't put that image in our brains." Caleb groaned hitting my head with a pillow.

"I'm almost eighteen, I need privacy." I whined to Charles who just chuckled in response.

"You know what?" Haven spoke up making all heads turn to her, "why were you puckering in your sleep Clary?"

All my brothers eyes turned to me, watching me like the hawks they are as they waited for my response.

"Oh, was I? Um I read somewhere that you can get bigger lips by puckering often." I flashed them a nervous smile.