Christmas at the Lightwood manor was something Simon felt sure he'd never get used to. He'd by no means grown up poor, - Simon liked to think of myself as thoroughly middle class - but a mansion with wings was something else entirely. As this was his second holiday in such luxury, Simon liked to think he was getting more accustomed to it. Even if such extravagance no longer intimidated him, Simon hoped never to be too comfortable with it. He didn't want to become so used to Izzy's lifestyle that he forgot about his own. His mother had done her best to raise both him and his sister on just her own salary. Simon was proud of how he was raised, but he wouldn't begrudge someone the circumstances of their life either. Izzy couldn't help the world in which she'd been born, and he couldn't help but love her.
The thought made him smile as he looked out onto the dance floor where his girlfriend was currently attempting to move to the music. He said 'attempting' since usually she was quite a bit more coordinated than this. Simon was at his girlfriend's New Year's party, and boy did these rich folk know how to party. There was a disco ball on the ceiling, and a live DJ up on a stage Simon hadn't remembered being in his room only yesterday. A buffet and bar were along one side of the wall, and the grand room was full of people. In fact, the sheer number of guests was slightly why Simon was sitting at the tables opposite like a wallflower. The results of which were Izzy's taking to the dance floor alone.
"Siiimon," Izzy giggling as she approached. Her cheeks were flushed from the effects of alcohol. Simon had had a glass of eggnog as well, but at this point Izzy was tipsy.
"Yes, my love?" Simon replied, smiling. She was rather adorable while slightly intoxicated, with those bright red cheeks and that grin on her face. Then again, she was always some combination of adorable, stunningly beautiful, and ridiculously sexy.
"Misses you," Izzy mumbled, nusseling in close, holding his arm and resting her head on his shoulder.
"That so?" Simon grinned. She nodded against his shoulder. "You haven't been gone long, you know?" It was true. He'd only just sat out from the dancing less than a quarter hour ago.
"Dancing no fun without my Simon," Izzy argued.
"Your wish is my command," he whispered. It was often impossible to refuse her anything, even if this place was too packed for his liking. Simon leaned down to kiss her sweetly. He'd intended it to be a short kiss before they left to rejoin the party, but Izzy had other ideas. She threw her arms around him, deepening the kiss as if forgetting that they were in a room filled to the brim with people.
Gently he coaxed her off him, while still holding her hand.
"There are people around," Simon reminded her, trying not to laugh. The impromptu public make out session had gotten him quite flustered, and embarrassed.
"People smeople," Izzy mumbled, but she did heed his warning all the same. He was just glad she wasn't drunk enough to try and seduce him here in front of everyone.
"Maybe we should sit down and get you some water," Simon suggested.
"I thought we were gonna dance?" Izzy whined.
"I think you need water," Simon said firmly. With a sigh she agreed, and he lead her to a table. Izzy sat down then closed her eyes and rested her head on his shoulder again. It was a simple gesture of trust, but it warmed his heart all the same.
They hadn't been sitting more than five minutes when Alec joined them, looking cranky.
"Girls suck," Alec stated, planting himself in the chair beside his sister.
"Well, then aren't you glad you don't like to date them," Simon chuckled. Alec gave him a look of such annoyance that Simon decided to change tactics.
"Alright, I'll bite," he said. "Why do girls suck?"
All Simon managed to get out of Alec's mumbled reply was something along the lines of "wanting what they can't have."
"You are gonna have to explain a little better than that if you want my sympathy," Simon replied.
"I know what you're talking about," Izzy said, opening her eyes and lifting her head to face her brother. "You're talking about mom's work friend, Brenda."
Alec grumbled some more, looking throughly put out.
"What am I missing?" Simon asked the table at large.
"I saw her," Izzy informed her brother. "Little vixen." Izzy laughed.
"She was all over him," Alec whined.
"Yeah, but a girl isn't a worry," Izzy reminded her brother. "I mean, Magnus is gay, right?"
"Magnus is bi," Alec corrected.
"Oh that sucks," Izzy stated.
"What? Why?" Alec asked, looking worried.
"Because instead of competing with only half the world, you have to compete with all of it."
"He's my husband," Alec reminded her, almost as if trying to convince himself.
"Doesn't mean other people don't have eyes," Izzy grinned at him. "Or didn't you know that your husband is hot?" She laughed.
"Oh, shut up Izzy," Alec scoffed.
"If you are so annoyed about it, go steal him back from her," Izzy shrugged.
"If he wants to give in to such attention, it isn't my job to stop him," Alec huffed.
"Isn't it though?" Simon asked. "I mean as far as I remember you two both did vow to forsake all others at this little ceremony I remember attending called a wedding."
At that Alec groaned, laid his head down on the table, and sulked. It was all Simon could do to keep from laughing at him. After all, there was no way in this world or the next, that Magnus would be welcoming such attentions, and sure enough only moments later...
"Did I lose her?" Magnus's voice made them all jump, especially Alec. Magnus sat down beside Alec, looking like he wanted to hide behind his husband for all eternity.
"Just in time," Simon laughed. "Your husband has been sulking."
"What, why?" Magnus asked turning to Alec, looking concerned.
"You were trying to lose her, huh?" Alec asking, smiling.
"Of course I was," Magnus stated obviously. "I'm a married man, and even if I weren't, she's crazy!" He mimed crazy by making a circle with his finger near his ear, before adding, "Now tell me, what were you sulking about, my love?"
A huge grin spread across Alec's face as he planted a big kiss on his husbands lips. Magnus, though clearly still confused, accept the kiss happily.
"Idiots," Izzy muttered under her breath.
"Love does tend to have that effect," Simon replied easily as he stroked his girlfriends hair.
"Turning people into idiots, you mean?" Izzy replied softly, her eyes closed again.
"The very same," Simon smiled.
"Does that mean I can turn you into an idiot?" Izzy asked.
"Can, have, do," Simon answered, kissing the top of her head.
"Hmmm," Izzy hummed as she snuggled in closer to him.
"Tired?" Simon asked her. She nodded into his shoulder. "Why don't we rest here, instead of going back out on the dance floor then."
"Actually, I'd rather go up to bed," Izzy stated.
"But it isn't midnight yet," Simon reminded her. "Don't you want a kiss at midnight?"
"I can have a kiss at midnight anywhere," Izzy reminded him. "Just so long as you come with me."
"Kiss in bed it is then," Simon smiled.
The married idiots were still glued together by their lips as Simon stood up, supporting Isabelle slightly as he did so. She took hold of his arm as they walked together out of the hall and towards the stairs. This house - if you could call it that - was, in Simon's opinion, far to large to function as a house. It was like navigating through some kind of museum or something. Or maybe Simon was just exaggerating, even so, walking through the elaborate spaces to their room felt to him like walking through a castle. There was an elegance to the building that felt alien for a place of residence.
They reached the door, and Simon opened it revealing a large room with a big four poster bed at its center. Thankfully, the Lightwood parents were under no illusions as to the age of their children, and had easily agreed to let Simon and Izzy room together. Since moving in with Izzy, Simon had gotten very used to her constant presence. Though they'd only become an official couple a little over a year ago, Simon felt like it had been a lot longer, which did make sense given the fact that they'd shared their first kiss over two years ago. In fact, this March would mark three years since he'd made out with Isabelle in that elevator.
"What are you thinking so hard about?" Izzy asked groggily as she got into bed.
"Wouldn't you like to know," Simon answered, as he too got comfortable before climbing into bed.
"Isn't that why I asked?" Izzy replied, adorably confused.
"What would you say if I said I was thinking about you?" Simon asked her.
"I like that answer," Izzy replied, grinning as she reaching forward to pull him closer.
Simon wrapped his arms around her, and they stayed like that for a while. He just held her tight and very close, keeping them both warm. Slowly as she relaxed, Izzy moved just a few inches away. Far enough that Simon had one hand free. Absently he began gently tracing his fingers over the skin of her back. Over her collar bones, down her arms, then making lines down her back over her hips. He enjoyed the soft, gentle content noises his actions pulled from her. Back and forth his fingers moved slowly, just barely touching her.
"If you keep this up I'm gonna fall asleep," Izzy mumbled.
"Would you like me to stop?" Simon asked her.
"No," Izzy replied. Simon smiled, though with her eyes closed and the room dark, no one knew except for him.
Giving up on his hand, Simon repositioned himself until his arms were holding up his weight. Leaning down, Simon placed his lips on her skin instead, repeating the same patterns as before. As he kissed her neck, he felt Izzy turn her head just enough to give him more access. Moving down, Simon kissed over her shoulders, down her side, and around over her back. He messaged her legs, before running his hands along the sides of her hips, past her shoulders and into his hair. Simon then began kissing over her shoulder blades, and down the sides of her hips. Izzy's skin was so soft, he knew he'd never get tired of touching her.
"I love you," he whispered against her skin.
Just then, Izzy began to turn over. Her eyes were open now as she pulled her already rolled up to her shoulders sleeping shirt up over her head.
"I thought you were tired?" Simon chuckled at her.
"I was," Izzy said. "Until someone buttered me up."
"Hey, I had honourable intentions," Simon replied. "I wanted you to relax."
"Pfft," Izzy scoffed. "Come here you giant loveable sap." And she reached for him locking her lips with his just as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
And just like that, Simon was suddenly breathing harder. Her wandering hands made short work of his light sleeping clothes, and within seconds they were both free of their clothes. It was moments like these that Simon felt a strange sense of wonder that such a woman was his and only his.
As she positioned her legs rather expertly, Simon felt how hot and bothered he'd managed to get her. With a skilled movement of her hips, Simon found himself inside her. Before he'd had time to more than register this fact, she flipped them both around. Sitting on him now, she leaned down and kissed him deeply as she started rocking her hips back and forth. Simon tried to focus on doing something with his hands, even if it was just holding her hips, but in that moment he felt rather lost in his body. His mind blanked as his body reacted to her, Simon sat up. His hands laid flat against her back, she was still rocking her hips against him. Then she laid back, and her legs came up to rest straight up against his chest before her hands reached out behind her to hold the bed frame. They moved together fast and deep, and both of them were crying out the others name moments later. Panting, they collapsed together on the bed, side by side.
His skin covered with a thin sheen of sweat, Simon suddenly found himself cold. He pulled the blankets up over them both, and pulled her closer to him.
"I love you too, by the way," Izzy grinned against his skin.
"I know," Simon smiled, kissing the top of her head.
Just then they both heard a loud noise from outside and turned to look through the window. Bright explosive lights filled the sky, orange, blue, red and gold. The fireworks spread out from one point to cover every inch of the sky visible through their large window.
"Happy New Year," Izzy told him as she turned in his arms to kiss him. His hands reaching up to cup her face, Simon deepened the kiss.
"It's past midnight now," Simon reminded her. "So you didn't get your kiss at midnight."
"Midnight orgasm is an upgrade," Izzy chuckled at him.
"I'm glad you think so," Simon informed her.
"Okay, but now I'm sleepy again," Izzy mumbled as her eyes closed.
Letting go of her slightly, Simon reached over to the bedside table and clicked a button on the base of the lamp. The curtains closed slowly, obscuring the still stunning fireworks from their view. Then he returned all his attention to the beautiful woman laying next to him, holding her close as he fell asleep.
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Woot I actually wrote stuff! Yay! This is a super fluffy happy filler chapter but it's still a chapter. :D Also surprise surprise the next chapter is finished as well. ^_^
Funny side note:
There are a few lines of dialogue in this chapter that have literally been sitting in my notes for this story since like chapter... 20? We are talking pre-wedding, pre-I love you's! Pre-Sizzy even. I had to change it to adapt it to the current events, but otherwise it's word for word been sitting there waiting for me to find a way to add it for AGES! lol. I think the exact lines I wrote in my notes oh so many chapters ago was something like:
"That girl was all over him," Alec said.
"A girl isn't a worry, I mean Magnus is gay right?"
"Magnus is bi," Alec corrected.
"Oh that sucks."
"Why?" Alec asked."Because instead of competing with only half the world you have to compete with all of it."
"He's my boyfriend," Alec reminded her.
"Doesn't mean other people don't have eyes," Izzy grinned at him.
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Anyway... Sneak Peek Chapter 145
"Alright then," Jon said a moment later, stepping back from his suitcase. "I think I'm packed."
"Excellent," Jace smiled. "Then how about a little tv before we head to the bus? I'd say we should play mario kart, but I already packed the games."
"Probably a good thing too," Jon laughed. "Not sure how many times I can wipe the floor with you without it ruining our friendship."
"I'm gonna start practicing when I get home," Jace said, with determination. "And one day I will beat you."
"Ha! As if," Jon scoffed.
"Don't crush my dreams," Jace whined, but Jon just laughed.
"What are friends for, if not for crushing your dreams," Jon said with a shrug as they walked down the hall and into the living room.
"I think you have friendship backwards," Jace said seriously, following behind.