Midterm projects were due in a week and Clary still had tons of work to do. Theoretically, she could've been halfway done with her piece by now, but she couldn't decide which of her three concepts she wanted to work. Instead, she opted to produce all three so she could choose which she liked best to submit later on. Way to make things more difficult, Clary. Most of the day had been spent on sketching concept 1 onto canvas and finalizing concepts 2&3 in her sketchbook. But now it was late and Clary just wanted a hot shower before going to bed.

After flashing her student ID to security, she made her way toward the elevators and groaned in annoyance at seeing Jace Lightwood waiting for the lift, sweaty and shirtless. Jace's head turned at the noise and he gave Clary his signature smirk just as the lift doors opened. Clary watched as Jace stepped inside and half expected him to let the doors close before she could make it, but was surprised when he held his arm out to keep it open.

"Walk faster, Fray. I can't keep these open forever you know," he called out when she was a foot away. She scowled and flipped him off as she stepped into the lift.

"I was going to say thank you, but then you opened your mouth, asshole." Clary hit the button for their floor and waited as the doors slid shut before leaning against the wall. Great, she was stuck in an elevator with a shirtless Jace Lightwood. Does he not own a shirt or something? And is that a new tattoo?

"Out late?" Jace asked, snapping Clary out of her thoughts. "I thought children had bedtimes on school nights."

"I'm curious. Does your ass ever get jealous at the amount of shit that comes out of your mouth?" Clary shot back as the doors opened onto their floor. She got off the lift and headed for her dorm room. Unfortunately she could hear Jace following close behind her. Why did his dorm have to be three doors down?

"I'm touched you care about my ass's feelings." Clary heard Jace say and tried walking faster, but his long legs caught him up to her in no time. "Tell me, how often do you think of my ass?" Jace questioned as they arrived at Clary's dorm. "Because I remember how much you liked touching it las-"

"Are you fucking kidding me!" Clary shouted when she saw a big X on the whiteboard attached to the door.

"Does that mean what I think it means?" Jace asked pointing to the X. Clary nodded her head and whipped out her phone, pulling up her thread with Isabelle and sending a THANKS FOR THE HEADS UP BITCH which made Jace laugh. Of course he was looking over her shoulder and reading her messages. Dickwad. "Not even a warning text? Classy siblings, I've got. I would hate to be you right now."

"Fuck you, Lightwood." Clary growled, turning around and sliding down the door. She rested her head on her knees trying to figure out what to do next as Jace moved away. She thought about going back to the art building and crashing in a studio, but it was on the other side of campus. She considered crashing on a sofa in the common room, but the cushions were lumpy and not ideal for sleeping. She knew interrupting Izzy and whomever she was entertaining at the moment would be disastrous. And the library closed two hours ago. A loud thud interrupted her thoughts. She looked over to see Jace leaning his head against his door. Curious, Clary got up and walked over. When she got to his door, she saw a penis drawn on the whiteboard and started laughing. "Does that mean what I think it means?" she echoed his question from earlier. Jace glared at Clary and took out his phone. He cursed when he saw it was dead. "You were right. Your siblings are classy. Karma's a bitch, isn't it Jace?"

"Fuck you, Fray."

Considering how late it already was, Clary and Jace figured his siblings would be done with their respective guests soon and decided to wait it out. Iz never let her sexcapades sleep over so Jace knew he could sleep in their room if Alec's guy stayed over. They had been sitting in the hallway for 10 minutes until Clary got tired of her social media so she pulled out her sketchpad and started doodling. After about a minute, she could feel eyes burning into her and looked up to see Jace staring straight at her. "You're creepy. Stop staring. Why are you staring."

"You have a great voice. I've known you for 7 months, and you've never sung around me. You should sing more often," Jace stated nonchalantly. This caught Clary off guard. First, she didn't realize she was singing out loud. Second, Jace said something nice. Also, she thought he had been sleeping.

She wasn't sure how to respond, so she changed the subject. "Why were you out late this time?"

"I was getting restless studying for midterms so I went for a run." Jace shrugged. That explains the sweat. And the lack of shirt. "I set a timer for an hour, but my phone died and you know how easily I can lose myself."

"I have my charger if you want." Jace nodded so she pulled it out as he walked over and sat down next to her, the nearest outlet being on her side of the hallway. She couldn't help but stare at his body as he reached over to plug the block into the wall. His abs were mesmerizing.

"You're creepy. Stop staring. Why are you staring." Jace repeated.

"You know why I'm staring. Don't act so surprised." She slapped his abs and shot him a wink before focusing on her sketchbook once more.

Clary swore that only a minute had passed when she felt Jace lightly poking her side. She didn't think anything of it. He did it just to piss her off when they first started hanging out. But over the last 7 months, it became an annoying habit he developed whenever they sat next to each other. Clary chose to ignore him instead of threatening to break his finger off like usual. But then Jace jabbed her so hard she screamed. "What the hell, Lightwood!"

"What? How else was I supposed to get your attention? Stop doodling and play with me!"

"How was I supposed to know those were attention getting pokes instead of your normal bullshit. Use your damn words next time." Clary chastised while rubbing her side. Why must he be so annoying. A moment later she felt Jace's hands start to massage her aching side. She jerked at the contact, turned toward Jace and gasped at how close their faces were. "Jace, what are you-"

"I didn't mean to stick you that hard," he mumbled, earning a half smile from Clary. She watched his eyes flicker down to her lips before meeting her gaze as he pulled her closer. Then Jace pressed his lips softly against hers, tender at first, making Clary melt. Their lips moved slowly but passionately against one another, savoring the feeling each time they connected. Clary snaked a hand into Jace's unruly hair and tugged hard causing Jace to bite down and pull on Clary's lower lip in response, eliciting a sultry moan from the redhead. Seizing the opportunity, Jace slowly slid his tongue into her open mouth and groaned when she pressed her tongue against his. They took turns exploring each other's mouths, sliding tongues back and forth between lips, against gums, teasing roofs of mouths. Slow became firmer, faster, harder, and more demanding.

The increasing intensity made Clary need better purchase against Jace so without breaking the kiss, she straddled his hips but didn't sit down, instead hovering above him on her knees. Clary swirled her tongue around Jace's, then took it into her mouth, sucking on it. A low, throaty growl erupted from Jace at the sensation, his grip tightening on her waist, turning Clary on even more. She pressed her body against his bare torso, sighing at the warmth radiating from his lean, defined figure, and began rubbing her body against his desperate for contact. Sensing her need, Jace slipped his hands down to her ass, squeezing hard, then pushing her hips down closing the distance between them. Jace crushed his lips to Clary's to supress her moan when his throbbing erection pressed against her aching center. Clary started bucking her hips against Jace, his hands still gripping her ass helping to guide her movements. Jace trailed hot, wet kisses down her neck. Clary threw her head back to give him better access. She continued to move her hips, pressing down more with each thrust for more friction as he sucked on her neck, occasionally biting her when she was unexpectedly forceful.

Clary was about to pull Jace's lips back to hers when someone yelled, "Get a room!" Clary opened her eyes and saw her friend, Jordan, walking down the hallway from the elevators. She shot him a glare, flipped him off and told him to go fuck himself. Jace just shook his head and rested it on Clary's shoulder as Jordan passed them. Jordan ruffled Clary's already tousled hair, jumping back when Clary tried slapping him. "I'm just saying. There are some voyeurs on this floor...unless you're into exhibitionism, then by all means." Jordan laughed and continued on his way.

After Jordan's door closed, Jace finally lifted his head up to look at Clary, who was still perched on his lap, but staring up at the ceiling. Jace tilted her chin down and placed a light kiss on her lips. "You know...I could go for a hot shower right about now." Clary grinned and nodded her head enthusiastically prompting Jace to stand up, easily taking her with him. Clary wrapped her arms and legs around Jace, sucking on his earlobe and whispering dirty things as he walked them toward the bathrooms.

Hi! So what did you think? I don't know if you can tell, but this is my first time writing fanfiction. Hopefully I did okay!

I only intended this to be a two shot, with the next chapter being shower fun so stick around for sexy times ahead ;)