Destiny's Soul Mates - Chapter 10
Destiny’s Soul Mates
Title: Destiny’s Soul Mates
Chapter: Chapter 10: Alarm Clocks, Heimlich and Armageddon
Author: shippercrazed/fanficcrazy
Genre: Real Person Fic
Rating: MA for strong language and graphic sexual situations
Pairing: Hugh/Jenn
Warning: If you are offended by RPF’s, why are you reading them? This is a fictional story. No disrespect is intended towards the real people in this fic, especially Jesse Spencer and Jo Laurie (note: I was not inspired by the “break-up” … I started writing this a while back)
Chapter 10: Alarm Clocks, Heimlich, and Armageddon
Several hours later, Jenn was the first to awaken. Her face was buried in Hugh’s neck - her left leg entwined between his, and her left arm draped over his right hip.
She lay there for a few minutes without moving; just watching him sleep. She didn’t know how long they had been out since their last round of love-making. All she knew was it must have really wiped them out because she could see the sun beginning to set through the bedroom window sheers.
She decided she had better wake Hugh up so they didn’t totally screw up their internal body clocks. No sense in just waking him up the normal way though, she thought as a grin spread across her face.
She lightly caressed his hip and thigh with her fingers. Hugh stirred slightly and then rolled on to his back.
“Don’t mind if I do,” Jenn chuckled to herself.
She carefully positioned herself so that she was on her knees with her mouth where she could pleasure Hugh the most. She bent down and placed little kisses along his hip bone leading to his semi-hard erection.
The kisses alone were enough to waken Hugh. Just as he woke from his sleep induced fog, asking, “Jenn?” she took his cock in her hand and licked him from bottom to top!
“Christ, Jenn! Good morning to you too, Sweetheart.”
Jenn looked up at him and smiled and said, “Try Good evening sleepy head. Speaking of which….” With those words Jenn covered his now rock-hard manhood with her mouth. She began moving up and down, over her prize; sucking and licking as if she couldn’t get enough. She began to feel him expand and harden even more so inside her mouth.
Hugh grabbed a handful of her hair; moaning as shockwaves of pleasure got jolted through his body like electrical currents.
“God, Jenn. Don’t stop. Fuck! That feels so good.”
Jenn was increasing her speed now as she could tell he was getting closer to climaxing.
Hugh shuddered, thrusting his hips upward, as she engulfed his throbbing length. “Oh fuck Jenn…I can’t…Ohhhhhh!” His words turned to cries of ecstasy as he climaxed; his seed warming her throat like the finest Scotch Whiskey.”
She continued to lavish him with licks and kisses until there were no traces left, and he had stopped shaking from his release. When she lifted herself from him, he grabbed her by the arms and pulled her to him so that she was lying on top of him face to face.
He kissed her passionately and said, “Remind me to throw away my alarm clock if you plan on waking me up like that all the time. That was incredible!”
Jenn wondered to herself if there would be a future of ‘waking up together’ and replied, “The pleasure was all MINE, believe me!” Jenn kissed Hugh again and rolled out of bed; quickly heading toward the bedroom door.
Hugh asked, “Where ya going?”
“To take a shower and then see what I can rustle up for dinner. We’ve got to eat something to keep our energy up. We can’t continue to exert this kind of energy all day and night off one meal of pancakes.” Jenn gave him a flirtatious grin and disappeared from his sight.
Hugh just grinned and headed in to his own shower to freshen up for the evening.
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Forty-five minutes later, Hugh and Jenn were sitting at the table eating takeout. Seems pancakes were the only thing in the house not condemned to die by that point in time. They decided they would have to venture out tomorrow and pick up a few essential groceries.
Jenn chewed on her egg roll as Hugh finished his fried rice; both laughing about what junk food they wanted to splurge on tomorrow when they went shopping. Jenn asked, “Hey Hugh, since we’ll be out anyway, I was wondering if we could stop by my apartment? As you can see, I have run out of clothes.” She looked down and his eyes followed to see she was sitting at the table dressed in nothing but one of his dress shirts again and a pair of his boxers.
Hugh’s eyes grew dark with desire and replied, “I think you look good enough to eat just the way you are. Better yet, I vote for you walking around in your birthday suit all the time!”
Jenn blushed and quietly said, “I don’t think that would look too good at the grocery store!”
“Seriously Jenn, do you really want to go to your apartment? I told you I’d buy you anything you needed. I don’t know if it’s worth the risk of having you having a run-in with Jesse. I know you two didn’t live together, but for all we know, the bastard is probably camped out on your front doorstep.”
“As long as you’re with me, I’ll be fine. Besides, I’ve got to get casual clothes to hang around here in, and then clothes to go to the studio in and I want to stop and talk to the landlord about getting the locks changed as soon as possible. Jesse has a key to the apartment as it is now. I won’t feel safe going back there until the locks are changed.”
Hugh looked at Jenn with a question in his eyes and asked, “What about clothes to go out to fancy restaurants and dancing in?”
Jenn just looked at Hugh dumbfounded for a moment. “Hugh, .I figured you wouldn’t want to be seen with me in public like that. I mean especially with your divorce not being official publicly yet…or with the kids. Why make trouble?”
Hugh sighed and said, “I suppose you’re right. I was just looking forward to taking you out and showing off just how breathtakingly beautiful you are.”
Jenn looked up at Hugh with a really sad expression on her face.
“Jenn, what are thinking about, right this very minute?”
Jenn picked up her glass and took a sip of wine. She kept her eyes on her wine glass instead of looking back up at Hugh.
“I was just remembering how often I use to fantasize and dream of being dressed up in a formal gown and you in a tux….and we’d be at one of the charity events or better yet celebrating your win at one of the award show after parties. I use to dream of what it would be like to dance with you….be held by you in front of all those people.”
Jenn finally looked up at Hugh who was mesmerized by the picture her words were painting in his mind and had stopped taking a bite of food, the fork half in, half out of his mouth. She shook her head to clear her thoughts and said, “Guess we better change the subject or I’m going to be going through all of your clean underwear too!”
Hugh laughed so hard and so suddenly, what food he had left in his mouth went down the wrong pipe and he started coughing and choking. Jenn stood up immediately and came around and stood next to him.
“Hugh,” she yelled frantically over his choking, “do you want me to do the Heimlich?” She watched to see if he nodded or shook his head.
He shook his head but gasped out the word, “water”.
Jenn ran to the kitchen sink and filled a glass with some water and ran back and handed the water to Hugh. He took a sip, coughed some more; took another sip a coughed a little bit less. His breathing was returning to normal and the choking/coughing had stopped. Jenn was running her hand through his hair and over his back soothingly to try and calm him.
Hugh looked up at Jenn and said, “I’m alright now.”
Jenn avoided eye contact and said, “Well let me get these dishes out of the way then,” and picked up their plates and took them to the kitchen.
Hugh could tell he had scared her. She was standing with her back to him, scraping the plates, and he could swear he hear sniffles. He stood up and walked up behind her. He slipped his arms around her and only then realized just how hard she was crying.
“Jenn….I’m o.k.” Hugh turned her trembling form around in his arms so that they were facing each other. “Come here and give me a hug.”
“I’m sorry I made you laugh. It was all my fault.”
“Well, you are a cheeky wench, I’ll give you that! I never know what’s going to come out of that mouth! Hey - it wasn’t your fault.”
Jenn just reached around him with her arms and held on like she was hanging on for dear life. And Hugh didn’t seem to mind in the least.
“Tell ya what,” said Hugh, “let’s forget these dishes for now and go snuggle on the couch and watch a movie on the telee.”
“Only if I get to pick the DVD!”
“Well go start looking through the selections. They are all in the cabinet under the telee.”
Jenn gave him a quick kiss and then ran into the living room and got down on her hands and knees and opened the DVD cabinet. Hugh walked in a few moments later with their wine glasses and sat in front of the television on the couch. **My God, she’s still on her elbows and knees. And that perfect, glorious ass is sticking up in the air…just begging me to……**
“Hugh? What is this? Stir of Echoes? Mr. & Mrs. Smith? Urban Legends? Dawson Creek Season DVD?” Jenn sat up on her heels and looked at him waiting for an answer.
“What? My tastes are eclectic. Just because you happen to be in all of those doesn’t mean anything, Miss Thing!”
“Riiiiight.” Jenn continued to look thru the DVDs until she spotted one, asking, “Oh, how about Armageddon?”
“Sounds Cool. Slip it in and let’s get started!”
“Hey, that sounds like it should be my line…..” joked Jenn and wiggled her eyebrows.
They both laughed as she joined Hugh on the couch. She burrowed herself into his right side as he slid his right arm around her shoulder. It just felt so right to the both of them, but neither one decided to comment on it at the time. It was like they were both too afraid to mention it; as if it was a fairy tale or a dream and at any moment they might be rudely awakened.
When they started the movie, they were both in an upright position. About twenty minutes into it, and they somehow had both melded into one long, intertwined body lying down on the couch. Hugh used the arm rest as a pillow and Jenn used Hugh’s chest as a pillow.
By mid movie, the fate of the planet was long forgotten. The two lovers had turned into each other, arms and legs entwined...a much need sleep overtaking them. The last thought on their minds before REM took them, was their love for the other.
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