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15 March 2007 @ 05:44 pm
 
title: not the last time
pairing: hugh/jen
rating: nc-17
spoilers: nope
disclaimer: don't own anything related to HOUSE
word count: 1343






*all I have to say is that it was strange writing this, but I did like
it...very much. This has been in my head for a while and I had to get it down.
Hopefully you'll like it. This is my first RPF so...enjoy ;)*



The Golden Globes.
Hugh had just given his acceptance speech for his second consecutive win as Best
Male in a Drama Series.
And what a speech it was.
Of course, why should anyone be surprised? The man was gifted at practically
everything.
Although it wasn’t that big of a deal, Jen couldn’t stop the feeling of
disappoint rush through her at the fact that he hadn’t said her name in thanks.
Perhaps it was because that meant he wasn’t thinking of her as she wished.
While she told herself many times that they were co-workers, friends, and
*taken*, the yearning to have him just once was rapidly increasing with everyday
she saw him.


When Hugh returned after his backstage interviews, everyone congratulated him,
raising their glasses in a silent toast.
Instead of expressing enthusiasm through words, Jen gave him a simple smile that
he returned with a nod.
Their gazes locked for a moment too long and Jo reached for his hand, grinning,
and guiding him down to the seat next to her.
She watched as Hugh gave his wife a quick peck on the cheek.
The side glance he sent her way did not go unnoticed.


When the awards ended, everyone gathered outside the Beverly Hilton Hotel,
debating on attending the after parties.
Omar and Jesse were fixed on checking them out or as Hugh would say, ‘lightly
stroke them in passing.’
Hugh was unsure considering that Jo was exhausted and wanted to get to bed.
Stephen feeling the same.
While everyone else debated their plans for the night, Hugh kept sneaking
glances at Jen, stamping each fleeting look in his mind for a later time.
‘She’s absolutely beautiful,’ he thought to himself.
It wasn’t until Jen finally agreed to tag along with Jesse that Hugh casually
stated that it wouldn’t hurt to make a brief appearance.
No one seemed to notice the hidden reason and he was grateful.
He knew that it was wrong to think of Jen the way he did, but it wasn’t wrong to
look at her, to stare and admire.
Those simple, hasty inspections of her beauty in reality along with the long
gazes on screen were the only things that kept him in control of his actions.


The last party they went to was outrageously crowded and their was enough
alcohol to get the entire city of LA drunk.
Sean Combs’s party no doubt.
Hugh and Lisa were standing with a group including Steve Carell, Teri Hatcher,
and Patrick Dempsey, all wonderful people Hugh thought.
After seeing Jen dancing with Jesse, Hugh excused himself and walked outside for
air.
Jen followed his path to the exit from the dance floor, pulled away from Jesse,
letting him know she needed to get some water.


Walking out the door, she looked to one side and the next, spotting Hugh leaning
against a wall, lighting up a cigarette.
He heard the sound of heels and turned his head to see Jen coming towards him.

“Well you certainly look like you’re having a good time,” she joked.

“Smoker,” he said while holding up his cigarette, “Need a break.”

“I never actually said congratulations-”

“Please, I don't need to walk back in blushing,” he said with a smirk.

They both laughed and Jen took a few steps closer, leaning against the wall
beside him, their arms barely touching.
She watched him take drag after drag in silence.
He was facing her as he finished it, inhaling deeply, letting the smoke come out
the side of his mouth.
Smoking was a disgusting habit and she never understood why anyone would ever
try those cancer sticks.
Never did she think it could be so sexy and of course it was Hugh who made it
so.
The occasional soft hiss when he inhaled made her mind wonder to other ways she
could provoke that sound from his lips.
His lips.
Her eyes never tore away from his mouth and the brief sight of his fingers when
he’d reach to take another drag…
Shit, she was getting wet already.
Clearing her throat to bring her back from her fantasy, she grabbed the
cigarette from his hands, eyeing him as she took the final drag, then tossing it
to the curb.

“You look really handsome tonight.” He could feel the heat in his cheeks
growing already and the smile on her face wasn’t doing anything for other parts
of his anatomy.

Clearing his throat, “Thank you. I’m sure that you’ve already gotten plenty
of compliments tonight,” he smiled, ‘from Jesse’ he thought.

“Why would you say that?”

“Because you look absolutely stunning. But hey, that’s just me,” he joked.


He didn’t know why he did it, but seeing her turn to walk away was too much for
him at that moment.
He wanted her to stay there with him.
Grabbing her wrist, yanking her to him, she spun around, her body running into
his as he instantly crushed her tiny frame to the wall behind her.
Leaning down, he kissed her.
Tongue coming out to taste, to deepen, to tease her of what she won’t get to
have again.

Reality seemed to kick in since he pulled away, scanning her
features…breathless.
Taking hold of her hand, he led her to the side of the building to avoid the
spotlight from the streetlamps.
Pinning her to the wall once more, his lips met the side of her neck, licking a
trail across her throat, head tilting as her fingers worked to unfasten his belt
buckle, unzip his pants and pull him out through the opening of his boxers.

A spurt of desire hit her core when he groaned due to the motions of her hand on
his shaft.
He rocked his hips against her, grunting, trying to keep control of his
breathing and excitement.
Hands on her waist, he slowly slid them to her hips, gripping her dress in
fists and raising it up to reveal her panties that he immediately pulled down to
her knees.
One hand moved to cup her ass, lifting her off the ground as she wrapped her
legs around him, moaning into his shoulder when he entered her.

Panic overcame her when he didn’t move.
His hands holding on to her hips, keeping her in place.
Seeing his eyes closed, head bowed down, she asked herself, ‘Is he having second
thoughts?’
His voice brought her back,

“Tell me how you want it.” When she didn’t answer right away, he looked at
her,

“You know this is the only time it’ll happen. Tell me how you want it.”
She nodded in understanding.

She wanted him. Now. Hard. Fast.
And that’s what she told him. Hard and Fast.
She wanted to feel him the next morning and hopefully the one after that.

It didn’t take long for them to fall into rhythm.
It felt as though they had done this a million times before.
Which they have but only in a daydream.

As he plunged into her over and over, his gaze could not move away from her
face.
He memorized everything.
Sweat on her forehead, bottom lip between her teeth, eyelids half shut, and the
sounds she made with the clenching of her muscles on his cock were almost too
much.

The thrusts were rapidly accelerating bringing them closer to release, causing
his fingers to dig deeper into her hips.
So close. They were so close.
Both bucking frantically until neither could hold back as they breathed heavily,
concentrating on not shouting each other’s name or curse with an ‘oh god yes.’

After they settled down, Jen cupped his face in her hands, kissing him as he
pulled out of her.
Once they were decent, they shared a final kiss only pulling away when the need
for air became too intense then walked back inside.

Hugh noticed the way Jen was unconsciously twisting the ring on her finger as
she walked over to Jesse and he knew that it wouldn’t be the only time.

He was doomed for sure, thanks to Jennifer Morrison.



 
 
 
Katt_25katt_25 on April 28th, 2007 01:33 pm (UTC)
I really enjoyed this!!!

Will there be any more chapters?
nikita34nikita34 on April 29th, 2007 01:58 am (UTC)
thanks love.

I wasn't really planning on writing another chapter. I think it's best that it ends here.

thanks again :)
maybebaby1280maybebaby1280 on June 22nd, 2007 12:09 am (UTC)
Just stumbled across this story... dayum, woman! It's so wrong, yet so RIGHT. Excellent fic - more please!
nikita34nikita34 on June 22nd, 2007 12:33 am (UTC)
haha, thanks love.

It is INCREDIBLY wrong and I felt so guilty writing it, but I love those two :D

thanks so much again :D
Ally Morettiamypinkpoison on February 12th, 2009 11:32 am (UTC)
Oooh, I've been looking for RLPs everywhere, I'm so happy I found a comm for it :D:D
And omg, this fic is HOT!! They do make such a hot RLP!!!


xxxxx
i-like-blue-boxes: jenhughlyly_hameron on September 1st, 2009 02:04 am (UTC)
It's very difficult to find
RPF on the net... more for Jen and Hugh!

LOVED IT!
didiliciadidilicia on December 2nd, 2009 04:28 am (UTC)
I don't have words!
I read this fic some many times... and never be tired it! moreeeeeee!
creditrestore on August 9th, 2010 08:23 pm (UTC)
Credit Restoration
Why it came to your mind that you don't want to say Congratulations?
creditrestore on August 10th, 2010 02:56 pm (UTC)
Credit Restoration
i really enjoyed reading this..hope more chapters to come.