All good things

Chapter 14

A/N: This is a warning, that there will be smut present in this chapter (as promised), and I will put the in-text warnings as well. Enjoy :)x

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Jace managed to convince Simon that having sex in his childhood bedroom wasn't the most brightest idea they'd had, so reluctantly Simon removed himself from Jace, but not before he had thoroughly kissed him breathless. Jace was already regretting his decision on turning the brunette down.

When he was finished gathering up the important stuff and some of his clothes, they made their way downstairs. Their steps were silent on the carpeted stairs and Simon eyed Jace. The blonde stared at him. "What?" he asked and Simon smiled. "Nothing. You look cute." he said out of the blue and Jace blushed. "You're weird." he replied, shouldering his bag, so he could easily carry it on his good arm. Simon's eyes had a mischievous glint and he smirked. "You like it." he announced and Jace felt Simon's hand on his lower back. "Simon..." he once again warned him. The brunette knew exactly what he did to Jace, but that didn't stop him. He grabbed Jace's arm, in the middle of the stairs, and pushed him against the wall, trapping him. Jace's eyes widened. They were completely exposed there and Imogen or a member of the staff could walk in on them any moment. Simon leaned in and kissed his neck, making goosebumps appear on Jace's skin. "Simon, stop." Jace said, almost whining and Simon chuckled. "Why?" he asked, acting innocent and he pushed his leg between Jace's, rubbing against him and making the blonde groan in frustration. 

Simon nibbled on his neck just a bit, ghosting his lips over his earlobe, before biting it. Jace bit his lip to suppress a moan and closed his eyes. They couldn't be doing this. But Simon put a hand on his hip, pressing himself onto his body, and kissed his lips, making Jace forget the fact that anyone could see them. Simon's kiss was as passionate as before, but this time it was accompanied by a light touch of his fingers on Jace's hip, tracing the V-line into his pants. Jace mumbled something against Simon's lips, hopelessly trying to voice his concern about getting caught. His hand went into Simon's hair and they both let out a groan when Simon pushed their pelvises together. "Jace? Are you still here?" a voice came from somewhere downstairs and Simon immediately pulled away, taking a step back. Jace's hand was still in the air, when Simon fixed his hair and had a smug smile on his face. "Jace? Oh, there you are." Imogen said, appearing at the foot of the stairs. Jace cleared his voice, aware that he was flushed and that he still had a semi-hard erection. He placed the bag in front of him and tried to look calm and collected.

"Yes, we were just leaving." he stated, his voice sounding weirdly out of breath and he saw Simon smirk at him. He sent him a death glare and then looked back at his grandma. "Oh, very well, I just wanted to schedule the dinner. Is Thursday okay? Let's say at 6." she spoke and there was a finality in her tone. Simon almost skipped down the steps and smiled charmingly at her. What a suck-up, Jace thought, following him. "We'd love to. See you then, Imogen." Simon said, his tone sweet and pleasant, making Imogen smile at him while Simon kissed her hand like a gentleman. "I'll look forward to it. Goodbye, Simon. Jace." she spoke, kissing Jace on the cheek. The blonde pressed a smile and they were out of the house. When in the car, Jace glared at his boyfriend. "Yes, angel?" Simon asked, playing innocent again, but the smile on his lips was evident of the fact that he knew exactly, what Jace was feeling.

"You better hope that we have the apartment to ourselves for at least 2 hours. The things I have planned, you'll be sorry you teased me like that." Jace announced, his voice clear and dripping with lust. He raised an eyebrow at Simon and saw that the brunette was still smirking but visibly swallowed. He chuckled lowly and set his hand on Simon's thigh, while they drove home. When his hand went towards Simon's inner thigh, the brunette shifted, his eyes fixed on the road still. Jace let his hand slid up and down his inner thigh, while he moved a little closer, and placed a kiss on his cheek. "You won't walk for days, trust me, babe." Jace whispered in his ear and he could see the dent forming in Simon's pants. He brushed over it with his fingers softly and Simon groaned, eyes still on the road. "Why is the ride back always longer?" he mumbled and Jace laughed. Oh, how the tables have turned.