Destined

Chapter 21: After The Party, And After Him

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Chapter 21: After The Party, And After Him (1,0K)

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On her tiptoes, Clary walked to the room where her father had confined Jace. Meaning at the opposite side of her own room, making her go through the whole mansion, praying everything that was holly that her father was snoring to his death. She felt so ridiculous to have to sneak out like that as if she was back in high school, but Valentine Morgenstern liked making it hard on people. Especially people he had decided he didn't like. And he made a particular point on letting the whole wide world know that he didn't like Jace.

Silent as a mouse, Clary entered in Jace's room and blocked the door with a chair as Jace was bluntly sitting up, clearly woken up. He did try to leave when the party finally died around three in the morning, but Jocelyn had called nonsense and forced him to stay home so they would all share a brunch in the morning.

Of course, Valentine had humphed, saying that it was a family tradition that to have brunch on a birthday's tomorrow and that he didn't want it to be spoiled by 'filthy outsider', but Jocelyn just shooed away her whining husband, calling him a mood killer and an annoying old grumpy cat. To which both Clary and Jon laughed very hard, while Jace did his best to keep his face straight under the Morgenstern patriarch stern face.

"What are you doing here, Clary?" Jace asked in a low murmur, having the impression to have been sent back to high school time.

"I couldn't sleep," Clary replied with a smirk. "I was feeling nostalgic." She added before cat walking to the bed he was sleeping in.

Once she was at his level, she noticed how his eyes caught her outfit, and how they darkened with lust, but he still tried to be reasonable as he said with difficulty: "Are you ... planning on getting me killed? Do I need another reason for your father to hate me?"

And still, his eyes never left her outfit, endlessly ravaging her body and clearly peeling her off of her cheerleader costume in his mind.

"You talk and think too much, Jace." Clary snapped, straddling over his laps, and Jace's hands automatically flew to her ass under her short skirt. Clary smirked and started grinding over him as Jace slightly sat up and tangled his fingers in her hair.

"I like it when you're in charge," Jace confessed in a low murmur in her ear, and it's Clary needed to unleash her desire and let her urges take control.

She passionately kissed him, pinning his hands against the mattress and laying him back on the bed as she did her best to never stop the friction between them. More than once, Jace's tried to retake possession of his hands so he could caress her body, but she never let him. Then she slowly let go of his hands and removed his shirt by far encumbering as she felt a low growl rose in his chest.

"Do you want me?" She teasingly asked, surprised to find herself already ready to have Jace in her.

"You know that I do," Jace replied with an obvious agony, and Clary decided to pull him out of his misery by opening his trousers and impaling herself on him. In one swift and strong movement, Jace shoved her hands and he grabbed her waist, making her bounce on him, each time a little bit harder.

Before they both knew it, they reached their peak, and Clary rolled on the side to spoon in his arms, letting sleep take over her as Jace was pecking her shoulders and whispering sweet words to her.

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In the middle of the night, Clary heard someone opening her front door, but she didn't worry about it. Jace had told her that he was going to finish really late. So late that he might even spend the night at the office, or directly go back to his place. So she figured it was him who just came back to her like he did every time.

Still, when she heard him enter the room, Clary smiled, keeping her eyes closed and rolling a little so she could kiss Jace. But he swiftly tied a silk scarf over her eyes. Clary smiled even wider, biting her lips as he busied himself with binding her to the bed, but then she slightly frowned, feeling that something was off with the way Jace was touching her. Somehow, the delicacy mixed with passionate strength was gone. She could only feel how demanding he was. She was still trying to figure out if she would like this side of him or not when he opened her blouse and started fondling her breast.

"Jace?" She asked, feeling a strong knot of anxiety and fear growing in her, but he didn't reply, only kissing her with force and authority, and Clary recognised this kiss among a thousand. She strongly tried to loosen her restrain, fear settled in her heart, but they were too tight, and suddenly, Eric whispered in her ear:

"Shhhhh, sweetie. I just want to remind you how good we are together."

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