Chapter 29

Merry Christmas all! Here's the next chapter. I hope you all like it. I've really struggled with chapter 30, but I think it will be done in time.

Finally, Clary had agreed and accepted Jace's offer. They didn't really speak until they were both in the car and pulling out of the school parking lot.

"I'm sorry I took forever to reply, I really had shut my phone off yesterday." She stole a quick glance across at him and blushed slightly. "You should have heard Izzy this morning, she was going to call for a search party." this made them both laugh. Jace looked across at Clary and saw her fiddling with the hem of her top.

"Don't worry about it, I didn't even realise until lunch when your message came through. How's the art going anyway?" Jace hoped talking about her art would make her feel less nervous. He had noticed that she tended to fiddle when nervous. Clary thought Jace sounded a little cold, did he really not care? Or was he just being Jace, annoying and sarcastic, as usual. Without looking up, Clary told him all about her concepts and how she'd changed her mind about clay and how she was still figuring out the last piece to make it stand out, something unique about her art. Jace sat there silently listening. He envied Clary for having something to be that passionate about, he had decided the moment he asked Clary if she wanted a lift that he wouldn't be driving her straight there. He headed for the cliffs above the beach.

As they drove, Clary hadn't noticed where they were, or how she wasn't anywhere near her place. It wasn't until Jace pulled over that she finally looked up from her hands and saw they were at a clearing on the cliffs over the beach. She hadn't wanted to go home anyway, so she was glad Jace had taken a detour. Clary didn't want to say anything, she felt Jace could change his mind at any moment and drive her home. Clary naturally grabbed her sketchbook from her bag and a pencil without thinking and followed Jace over near the edge of the cliff. Neither said anything for a while, it wasn't an uncomfortable silence though. Jace was busy watching Clary study the view concentrating on the more delicate details as she sketched with just one colour, but somehow her drawing didn't need the colour.

An hour passed before Clary looked up, she figured if Jace wanted to say anything he would've by now and the fact that he hadn't yet was starting to get on Clary's nerves. Apparently, there was a reason he didn't drive her straight home. Setting her sketchpad down she looked up at him, her eyes full of questions but she stayed silent for the moment. They locked eyes and Jace felt like she could read his mind, he felt completely open and vulnerable, part of him hated it and wanted to look away, but a slightly larger part enjoyed it. He felt like if anyone could make him bare his soul, it should be her.

The longer they looked at each other, the redder Clary's cheeks became. Jace not only noticed this but he loved that with one look from him could affect her so much. Knowing that she would look away soon and wanting to postpone that Jace spoke up. "Now that schools back and Luke is too you thinking of continuing on training with him?" Jace hoped Clary couldn't see right through this question, he held her gaze hoping it would be distracting enough. She nodded slightly "Yea we are trying to go at least once a week, it might get a little hard because he gets, but hopefully, he has a few spare mornings." Clary couldn't keep his eyes any longer and looked out over the cliff.

"Well you know if you ever need a training partner, I'm there early on a Wednesday and Thursday morning." Jace hoped it didn't sound like he was asking her to join him, well that was his intention but hoped he didn't sound desperate. "I wonder if Blackwell will ever go back." This made the pair smile, and Clary giggled just slightly.

Time passed quickly up on that cliff. They didn't stop talking, and neither noticed how late it had gotten until Jace's phone rang, breaking their conversation. Clary sat silently fiddling with her hands while Jace was on the phone. From what Clary overheard it was his parents wondering where he was. Clary gathered her things by the time Jace returned and stood to return back to the car. She had quickly messaged her mum that she'd lost track of time studying and that she was on her way home. Her mother responded with two x's letting her know it was all good.

Jace noticed Clary walking towards the car, he hated the fact that one small phone call had pulled them out of their little bubble. He wished he never answered it. Jace caught up to Clary just before she reached his car. "Hey you wanting to leave already?" he tried to hide the disappointment in his voice. "Yea well it's getting late, and I'm expected home for dinner." Jace simply nodded. He wasn't sure how to answer. "This afternoon was great though. Clary turned to face Jace and placed a hand on his chest, smiling up at him. She wanted him to know that she really did enjoy the afternoon.

Jace couldn't help himself. He leaned down, one hand cupped the side of her face and he lightly brushed his lips against hers. Just before he went to pull away, he felt her rise up to his lips. That was all he needed. He held her face more firmly and with the other hand snaked it around her waist, lifting her ever so slightly towards him. He kissed her this time with a little more force feeling her soft lips against his. Clary dropped her book and clasped her hands behind his neck rising up onto her toes. She deepened the kiss even further. She pulled Jace towards her, and he was backing up against his car.

Jace was now leaning against his car and clary was leaning against him. Both of his hands were now at her waist pulling her desperately against him. She wasn't close enough, and Jace couldn't pull her any closer. His breath was warm against her, and he flicked his tongue across her lips asking them to open. She complied, and soon they were fighting for dominance. He could feel her chest rise and fall quicker as their kiss deepened and they were struggling for breath. She captured his bottom lip in between hers and sucked just slightly, driving him crazy. He let out the smallest moan before he realised to stop himself, but that only spurred Clary on. She started kissing a line from his mouth across to his ear. She sucked a little harder this time on the lope of his ear and just slightly ran her teeth down. As she continued to kiss, suck and bite his neck clary could feel Jace moan and the vibrations in his throat even when he tried to stop himself. This only made Clary smile and continue with a little more force.

Jace was being driven wild by Clary, and he hated not being the one doing something. He had finally had enough and turned them around. Now Clary was up against the car, she was slightly taken aback by Jace's move, and this gave Jace the perfect opening. He started at the very top of her neck, right on her jawline. Just small little kisses to start. He made his way down her throat and found a sensitive spot. Clary had sucked in her breath when he kissed her neck, and Jace knew this spot was more sensitive than the others and decided to exploit that. He licked the side of her neck before blowing cool air across it earning him a laugh from Clary as well as her body twitched against his. He went back sucking lightly before using his teeth to bite her very gently. This caused Clary's body to jolt slightly and let out a small yelp only making Jace smile against her neck.

Clary's hands were now in Jace's hair as they continued to kiss still fighting for dominance and there was no way clary was going to let Jace win, or at least not easily. They both became more desperate for the other. Jace's hand grabbed and pulled at Clary's hips, her hands in his hair only drove him even wilder, and she pulled at him as well. One of Jace's hands moved from her hips around to her ass. At first, he just placed it there. He was so focused on the kiss and making sure it didn't end, he didn't want to do anything that Clary may not want or like. After a moment and seeing Clary had made no objections he squeezed, pulling her hips so that they were pressed against his.

Neither Clary nor Jace could get enough air, and they panted into one another, desperate for both air and to not break the kiss. Clary was utterly caught up in the kiss, in the feeling of Jace's hands on her, the feeling of his hip press almost painfully against her, the soft touch of his lips on hers, the way their breath mixed with hers. Jace could barely concentrate on anything other than Clary, the feel of her lips, her body so close, the need to touch her skin. With her hands in his hair it lifted her top up just slightly, her skin peaked through her overalls, and Jace's hand found it without breaking the kiss. The moment his fingers touched her skin Clary's body reacted, sending sparks through her body.

They both wanted to go; further, their bodies craved each other, but neither was brave enough to make a move. Jace was building up the courage when a harsh buzzing sound broke their bubble once again. Clary's phone was in her back pocket and buzzed against the car door making a thunderous sound. This was apparently broke both of them out of their daze immediately moving away from each other, as clary went to check her phone Jace moved to his side of the car without a word. He climbed in half hoping Clary would tell him she didn't need to go home, but he knew that she did. In fact, it was Clary's mother who'd been the culprit asking how much longer clary would be out, it had been half an hour since her last text. Neither of them had noticed time passing. Clary silently climbed into the car wanting to tell Jace not to take her home. To do anything else, she wanted to stay on these cliffs with him for as long as possible, but it was starting to get dark.