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seven relationships [1/7] - Jimon
“I didn’t even think you liked me all that much,” said Simon. “Is this one of those keep-your-friends-close-and-your-enemies-closer things?”
“I thought it was keep your friends close so you have someone to drive the car when you sneak over to your enemy’s house a night and throw up in his mailbox.”
“I’m pretty sure that’s not it”
"That’s a mango," Simon stared at Jace. Sometimes it really was like Shadowhunters were from an alien planet.
"I don’t think I’ve ever seen one of those that wasn’t already cut up," Jace mused. "I like mangoes."
"If we were to get married," he began, and he must have felt her tense under him, because he smiled. "Don’t panic, I’m not proposing on the spot. I was just wondering what you knew about Shadowhunter weddings."
"No rings," Clary said, brushing her fingers across the back of his neck, where the skin was soft. "Just runes."
"One here," he said, gently touching her arm, where the scar was, with a fingertip. "And another here." He slid his fingertip up her arm, across her collarbone, and down until it rested over her racing heart. "The ritual is taken from the Song of Solomon. ‘Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong as death.’"
"Ours is stronger than that."
- Jordan: You're the first Shadowhunter I've ever met.
- Jace: That’s too bad, since all the others you meet from now on will be a terrible letdown.
tmi graphic challenge → 2. Most appealing ‘dirty sexy’ scene;
Dirty Sexy Alley Scene
“Kiss me then,” she whispered, and he pressed his mouth against hers, their hearts slamming together through the thin layers of wet fabric that divided them. And she was drowining in it, in the sensation of him kissing her; of rain everywhere, running off her eyelashes; of letting his hands slide freely over the wet, crumpled fabric of her dress, made thin and clinging by the rain. It was almost like having his hands on her bare skin, her chest, her hips, her stomach; when he reached the hem of her dress, he gripped her legs, pressing her harder back against the wall while she wrapped them around his waist.
He made a noise of surprise, low in his throat, and dug his fingers into the thin fabric of her tights. Not unexpectedly, they ripped, and his wet fingers were suddenly on the bare skin of her legs.