Yes, Cassandra Clare owns these characters. I do not. I just like to play with'em :D

Clary nibbled the tip of her pen cap as she stared down the canvas pad in her lap. Arghh...By the Angel, why is he so hard to draw? She thought sourly. The man's inked body was lean, carved from hours of demon hunter training. The way she had drawn his stance seemed to be giving off an air of complete confidence in his two demonsional looks. It was his face though, it's blank surface taunting her almost. Clary set the pen down, the nib millimeters from the paper, and began to try and trace out that devilish mouth...again.

"What a handsome specimen." Jace's warm hands gripped Clary's shoulders from behind and she jumped slightly, a dot of black ink spilling onto her art pad, smearing the blank spot where drawing Jace's face should have been.

"DARN IT!" She growled, snatching the kneaded blue eraser and attacking the paper to rid it of the stain. Jace chuckled from behind her. "I don't see why your getting so worked up about that when you have the live thing right here."

Clary turned, one hand still on the table surface. Her handsome, yet sometimes irritating, shadowhunter boyfriend was smiling cheekily at her. He was dressed in simple worn jeans and a plain gray t-shirt, his hair still damp from showering. She loved the way it curled slightly, the water darkening it to dark gold. "Maybe I like the picture version better."

Jace smirked and glanced down, his long pianist fingers brushing her's as he touched the paper. "Are you sure? My good looks may appear like a work of art but they are very difficult to translate."

Detaching her self from the chair, Clary reached up and twined her arms around Jace's neck, letting the short hair at the base of his neck curl around her fingers. "You are so full of yourself."

"But you still love me."

Leaning up on her tip toes Clary brushed her lips lightly against his, causing an almost physical spark between them. Jace growled, low and soft in his throat and pressed one hand to her lower back, clutching her body close and bringing her lips back to his. She smiled slightly, lost in the euphoria his kiss could bring.

Moments passed and finally the pair broke apart for air. Panting slightly, Clary rested her cheek against Jace's chest, listening to the comforting steady beat of his heart. Nobody's heart beat like his. Strong, calm and sure. She tipped her head back and looked up into his eyes. "I have a demonology lesson don't I?"

He nodded reluctantly, his arms wrapping tighter around her.

She smiled. "Can't you come with me?"

Jace grinned, leaning down so his lips skimmed across her forehead and then temple sweetly. "Alec and I are going to check out this Rium Demon report down in SoHo."

Clary clutched Jace's shirt tightly, pushing up on her toes so her lips reached his. They communicated their love for each other without any words at all, just the simple movement of their connected lips. "Be careful okay." Clary whispered as he pulled away.

"I promise." He twirled a piece of her red hair before tucking it behind her ear. "I love you."

She smiled widely at him. "I love you too."

This is just how I always picture Jace and Clary's relationship. Completely true and caring, but they can still screw with each other XD

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~Elizem18