015. Consummation {Jace/Clary}

It was what they had been careening towards since the first moment they laid eyes on each other, when Clary was struck all at once by Jace's looks and charisma and temper and the raw, explosive power he exuded in every move, and Jace thought Clary – well, he thought Clary was the first mundane who'd ever warranted a second look.

That night at Pandemonium, Clary would never have guessed Jace could be so gentle, as he cupped the back of her head in his palm and pressed his lips to her temple, murmuring I love you… god, I love you.