Hello! I am sooo sorry I haven't updated in ages. I've just been so wrapped up into my other stories that the characters from this one just.. stopped speaking to me. I had no idea what the next step should be. So, because I didn't want to leave this story hanging in the air, I decided to write a final citrus-fresh chapter to give you some closure. After I'm done with my other two stories (which you should totally check out btw), I might write a sequel for this one, if I get the needed inspiration. Enjoy !

Third person

Clary whimpered against Jace's scalding hot lips as he passionately brushed them against hers making her weak in the knees. She sunk her fingers into the blades of his shoulders to steady herself and to keep herself from losing her mind from the whirpool of sensations which ran through her body at a thousand miles per hour: desire, elation, excitement, fear. Jace cupped her face gently and slowly pulled away from her, looking down at her with hooded eyes. She craned her head to meet his gaze. He brushed a few strands of hair from her forehead and then stroked her cheek with the back of his hand.

"I don't deserve you... " he whispered, afraid he might scare her away. She smiled and gave him a chaste kiss on the lips. "No, you don't, but I'm going to give you a hard time to make up for it." she joked, wrapping her arms around his neck. "I was counting on that." he chuckled, engulfing her waist with his arms, lifting her up and then lying her down on his bed. "Will you please stay the night?" he asked in a feeble voice, as he lay down beside her, sitting up on one elbow. He gently traced his fingers on her arm. "Of course.." she answered, rolling on her side and studying his face with big curious eyes. He intertwined their fingers and raised her hand to his lips, placing short lingering kisses on it. He continued doing so for a long time, just kissing her hands, her wrists, while looking at her beautiful face as she lay on his bed, with her head on his pillow, her long hair engulfing them and making his sheets smell like her, making him smell like her. He could have stayed like that for hours, just watching her . Just... memorizing every single thing: her eyes, nose, lips, every look and every breath.

"What are you thinking about?" she asked, breaking the silence and following Jace's lips with her gaze as they grazed against her skin, making goosebumps raise all over her body. When his eyes met hers, her breath caught in her throat. It was one of those looks she never even dared dream that Jace would give her. One of those looks that said: I am just innocently looking at you and kissing your hands while I'm actually picturing you naked. And she liked it. She lovedit, actually.

"I'm thinking of a lot of things actually." he replied, giving her his signature smirk, as he hovered over her, sitting up on his elbows, his forearms on either side of her body. His face was just inches away from hers. "I'm thinking what an idiot I've been not to notice that I was madly in love with you. You were the first face I wanted to see in the morning, and my last thought when I went to sleep. And whenever I felt bad, you were my one and only medicine. And the fact that you've chosen to love me as well, is the best thing that could have ever happened to me." he whispered, pressing his lips against hers.

"You think I chose to love you?"she chuckled. "I was trapped ever since you decided to annoy me and pull my hair. I was hopeless, there was no way back." she tucked some strands behind his ear. "I love you." Jace whispered, burying his face in the crook of her neck. Clary wrapped her arms around him and pulled him completely over her, hiking up her legs on his hips. "I love you." she whispered back, kissing the top of his head.

"Does it make me a bad person that I'm having dirty thoughts about you right now?" Jace asked, his face still hidden in the space between her neck and her shoulder, breathing her in. "No " she giggled. "It makes you a hormonal teenager." she laughed, lifting up his chin and pressing her lips to his, slowly licking his bottom lip, pulling it inside her mouth and sucking on it. "And.. it makes you just like me." she continued, pulling slightly at his hair. Jace released a sound between a growl and a whimper as he kissed her with more force, grabbing the back of one of her legs and pushing himself against her. He did not expect Clary's instant moan at the friction. He continued grinding against her, as his lips travelled to her neck, licking, kissing and sucking every inch of her skin, down to the swell of her breasts. He placed his hands tentatively under them, while he sucked on one of her ears, making her moan in delight. She grabbed his hands and put them over her breasts, squeezing.

He kissed her on the mouth again, his tongue fighting with hers as he rubbed her breasts and nipples, eliciting a string of pleasured sounds from Clary's mouth. He then lifted her shirt and sucked on her breasts, making her arch her back and bite her hand to keep from waking up Jace's entire house. Clary was panting harder than ever, her ragged breaths filling up the silence. She took of her shirt as she desperately began to pull up Jace's t-shirt as well, wanting to feel every muscle and indentation of his body.

"Clary.." Jace breathed out. "If we go on like this..I won't.. um.. you have to tell when to stop." he managed to say, his voice hoarse and his pants becoming more and more uncomfortable for him. "I don't want to stop..." Clary whispered against his lips, her fingers fumbling with the hem of his pants, managing to pull them down. "Are you sure?" he asked, as he pulled his pants off and quickly kissed the top of her head. "I am more than sure." she replied. Then everything began a mix of quick hot lingering kisses, swift licks, hard panting, soft moans and strong grabbing of skin and pulling of hair, bringing both of them to the brink of insanity. Jace positioned himself at Clary's entrance, looking up at her for confirmation. She nodded and gripped his shoulders tightly. It was painful, but she gritted her teeth, not wanting Jace to know just how much it hurt her all the way until he managed to fully enter her. "Are you okay?" he asked, his voice strained, his muscles tense, obviously fighting to keep still.

"Yes, you can move." she answered, her shoulders relaxing a bit. Jace began to thrust into her impossibly slow, careful not to hurt her even more, as he looked at Clary's beautiful strained face, her eyes tightly shut, and her forehead creased. He kissed her lips, her neck, her breasts, as his hands ran all over her body, down her legs, on her behind, trying to get her to relax. Soon enough, the friction became bitter-sweet, a mixture of pleasure and pain that made Clary's face relax as she quietly begged him to go faster, deeper, making her release sounds she didn't know was capable of until then. The room was then filled with their mumbled gasps and chants of each other's names as their bodies were glued to each other, their skin grazing deliciously.

After they both reached their peaks they lay on top of each other for hours, caressing, stroking each other, kissing every strip of skin, whispering loving words until they fell asleep in a tangle of limbs and sheets. As they would many nights after.

Ta-daaaa! This is it, folks ! I hope I didn't disappoint ! Tell me what you thought ! And don't forget to read my new story, The Downworlder War.