Really old fanfic from 2010. I edited spelling mistakes but maybe at some point Ill add more I dont know it was really just me testing my ability to write semi almost make out scenes xD This takes place before Simon became a vampire

Title: One Last Kiss
Author: Tomoshibi-Chan
Language: English, Rating: Rated: T
Genre: Angst/Romance
Published: 01-26-10, Edited: 11-17-13
Words: 599

He gently touched my sides with his warm hands, locking me against him. "I don't want to let you go" he whispered, eyes downcast. Tears pricked at my eyes knowing that he could no longer have me. Knowing that I was no longer his to keep. I had Jace, I always did. I placed my hands over his, my body over heating with the sudden warmth he lent me. One more minute I told myself. One more blissful minute until I would let go, turn around and leave, never seeing him again. I shifted myself around so I faced him, my hands gliding up to his t shirted chest. The betrayal, He could feel it too.

The conclusion was simple. I would break him. I would shatter his heart and leave him with no bag to pick the pieces back up in. I could already feel him dying, He knew, and it was my fault. My throat closed off and everything around us shut off. Could I do this? My hands glided up his neck, my fingers finding their placing on his collarbone. I leaned up and gently kissed him, my body numbing at the touch. Suddenly he pulled me closer, forcing his lips on mine. He knew that this kiss we shared would be our last. He kissed me again, roughly his hands reaching up from my sides, exploring my body as I did him.

The last kiss was the best, his lips softening on mine, gently carressing my lips with his. We stayed like that for a while, lost in eachothers touch. But while I was feeling an unnatural bliss, anothers face came into my mind like poison and I knew there was no turning back now. With one last tender meeting of our lips I let go, ready for it to end. Held held on, reluctant to let go of this sudden return of affection. But we both knew that I was no longer his. After another minute of inner turmoil, He let go hesitantly, hands still outstretched as I backed away. I couldnt feel myself turning around until it was done and I was stepping away to leave. I could hear a small whimper escape his lips but nothing else was said between us. Nothing needed to be said now. He didnt come after me, just stood there, accepting my choice, and I could feel his eyes on my back as I started to walk away. I was

only a few steps later that I could hear his sobbing.