Jimon: Feeling (Chapter Eight Sneak Peek!)
There was a long pause, the two just stared at one another. Jace slowly leaned up, not sure if he should proceed, but he didn’t stop anyways. The pair’s lips connected smoothly, Jace gripped at Simon’s waist, growling as he ripped Simon’s shirt in half. He laughed, putting the Vampire’s body onto his own. Simon moaned as Jace planted many kisses along his jawline. The blonde rolled Simon over, assaulting his bare chest with fast, wet kisses. Suddenly a sharp pain throbbed in his head, he fell off of Simon. Jace groaned, looking up to see an angry Alec.
“What the hell Jace?” He screamed, looking down at Jace as he sprung from his sleep.
Jace’s head still hurt, like a knife was shoved into his skull and twisted around. The blonde panicked when he saw Simon arguing with Alec, whose fists were clenched and his pearl white teeth were grinding together. “S-Simon?” Jace got up off the floor in a hurry, feeling the pain sharpen in his mind and nearly falling on his way up. He looked up at Alec, “What’s going on?” The blonde held the back of his head, neither party answered, only continuing on about the argument that had started in Jace’s sleep.
Finally, Alec looked past the Vampire, “What. The. Hell. Is wrong with you?” Alec screamed, shoving Simon to the floor. His verbal assault continued on until Alec froze, starting at a mark on Jace’s body; his neck specifically. The white puncture wounds were easily seen on Jace’s neck from where Simon had fed. Without warning, Alec tackled Simon to the ground, repeatedly beating on the pale boy. “You fed on him?” Alec screamed, taking a dark satisfaction when blood began to protrude from Simon’s nose. “Don’t you EVER touch Jace again!”
The taller boy had broken nearly every single rib Simon had, tearing the skin on his face open with his brutal slams and kicks. Simon laid on the floor crying, feeling as if someone just ripped him apart. Blood spilled out onto the floor in small puddles, most it coming from Simon’s mouth. And as much as he wanted too, Simon wasn’t able to open Alec up for a counter attack. That was until Jace grabbed Alec by the shoulders and threw him back into his nightstand, sending him crashing through it, wood flying everywhere.
Jace stepped in front of Simon, guarding him against Alec’s rage, “Leave him alone!” Jace growled, watching his Parabatai rush forward, tackling Jace into his dresser before being kicked off with one of Jace’s free legs. Alexander landed with a thud, groaning, standing back up in a hurry. But it wasn’t fast enough to catch the chair Jace heaved at Alec, crashing into his face and knocking him back down. The pale boy’s nose began to drip blood, a loud cracking noise erupting into the air as Jace’s punch connected with Alec’s nose. The pale boy yelled, holding his now broken nose which began to bleed all over Jace’s floor. “Don’t you ever touch him again!” Jace yelled, picking up Alec by the shirt collar.
But he felt something grip his shoulder, and it wasn’t lightly either. It was just instinct, all of the years he was fighting Demons, he didn’t mean too. But his elbow retracted before he could look at who was grabbing him.
“Ah!” The person screamed, falling to the floor with a thud.
Alec’s eyes were wider than moons, Simon too. Jace turned around, looking down at the person he just hit.
“Jace?” The girl held her face, bleeding from her mouth.
Jace’s heart sank, “C-Clary?”
