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Fan Fiction Highlight:  An Evening Out
Author: PenInfatuation
Description: (A Mortal Instruments Fan Fiction)
What happens when Clary allows Isabelle to dress her up for an evening out?
Chapters: 3
Rating: T

Short Preview:

“I present Ms. Clarissa Fray” Isabelle said to the foyer filled with the Shadowhunters and mundane. “Izzy can we just go- Alec’s voice shuddered to a stop as Clary came into view. Clary couldn’t see very well through her lashes coated with layers of mascara but she could see the surprised look on Alec’s face, the slightly horny one on Simon’s, the proud look Isabelle was giving her and the outraged face Jace was making. She carefully treaded down the stairs holding on to the railing for dear life. Each one was silent except for Isabelle who squealed with glee. Jace on the other hand looked the furthest from happy. He stormed up to her spewing rage with each step. “I cannot as your brother” Jace spat taking in the outfit yet again, “allow you out of the house like that.” “Why” Clary asked innocently but knew the amount of chest she was showing was nothing close to innocent.

Clary had no idea why she’d let Isabelle dress her like this. In a number, red and clinging slit from collarbone to navel and short- unexplainably short. But she also knew that she couldn’t change out of it now. The look Jace was giving her set her bones to steel. She knew that she was dressed and probably looked like a tramp but she remembered his face as she’d come down the stairs. The way he’d totally lost his cool then had to quickly but on a false face. For a moment he’d looked at her like she was sexy, like he wanted her, then in a very brief second it was gone. But she hadn’t forgotten. So she would suffer the outfit and the strappy heels that laced up to her knees so long as she could get Jace to look at her like that again. Totally unguarded.

“Clary” Jace whispered to her, his voice was low so none of the others watching the conflict would hear. Simon as always, was near Clary’s side, eyes bugging out at her outfit too but curious as to what Jace would say to her. “I can’t let you out like that.” Jace’s eyes were even more golden tonight than normal and his hair smelled clean and fresh like he’d just washed it. His body was scented lightly of soap and a little like he’d dabbed on cologne. The smell was intoxicating and warm, Clary wished she could breathe and melt into it. Her body stayed firmly rigid and she blinked realizing that she’d actually closed her eyes to allow the smell to arouse her senses. Clary’s mouth red as her dress and hair was in a hard line, “You’re always telling me I don’t fit in when we go out” she hissed. “Now I will” she said determinedly. Jace frowned, “You want to fit in by dressing like the Underground Elite” he sneered at her. Clary ignored the jibe. She knew- only from a joke between Alec and Jace that the Underground Elite were a league of succubus women whose only goal in life was to seduce and steal the soul of their mortal lovers. Clary was only trying to do the former. And Jace knew it.

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