Okay, so I decided to do something with the graphic scene dilemma I'm having:

I'll write a clean version and actually post it to the story (this one) – but then I'll write the graphic one and post it as a separate story. If you want to read it, go to my stories and I'll put in the 'summary' what it is. K?

Now, on with Aspen and Hugh! :D (this is my fave couple to write about now xD )

Aspen's POV - of course :) There might be a Hugh's POV soon, k? Btw, it's really, really short because the other version is really long. the other one is over 5,000 words...so...ya. ^.^ Sorry! :(

As her lips met his own, she felt their minds come together completely once again. Aspen felt Hugh kissing her back, gently - as she had expected.

It was hard not to feel Hugh's surprise at her action - kissing him, which she had just told him she wouldn't do willingly - but she could also feel how he couldn't deny her, regardless. I'm really indecisive. She commented, and a small smile grew on her lips as she put her arms lightly on his shoulders before linking them behind his neck. Obviously. He said briefly, and she giggled against his lips. She felt his lips curve into a small smile, and she brought herself closer to him. Her arms wrapped completely around his neck and she pressed herself against him. It was odd how she was almost desperate for the contact at the moment after she didn't even want this...

I have a question, though, Aspen. Hugh thought, and her thoughts grew jumbled at her name coming from him. He laughed lightly in his mind, and she felt him lightly press a hand to the small of her back.

She felt warm at the affectionate contact.

Ya? She said distractedly as she nibbled on his bottom lip teasingly. He chuckled against her lips, and denied her.

What do you want? He thought, and she felt her thoughts go reeling. What did she want? That question was...far too confusing. How could such a simple question confuse her so much? She should know what she wanted...and now she knew why she couldn't come up with it.

It was something she was more than merely familiar with...but Hugh was so innocent...she couldn't do that...No, no...Not at all...

Why didn't she feel very guilty at the thought?

She felt Hugh's confusion before he got what she was thinking of with a clarity. Aspen... He said slowly, and she started pulling away. Her eyes opened and looked into his gray ones, and the connection remained. She could see the colors of her own eyes reflecting in Hugh's. They were a light purple that was silverish, and at that second changed to a silver-white color before settling with blue hues with that hint of silver. "Sorry..." she muttered, and her currently royal blue eyes glanced over his shoulder. Then, she just lay back down as she went quiet. 'Huh...so this is what rejection feels like.' She thought vaguely, not really pondering over it. At that moment, there was a weight over her and she met a familiar pair of gray eyes.

"I never said no, you know." Hugh murmured, smiling a little before he kissed her lightly.

* * * Later * * *

"Okay, Hugh. Come on. Get dressed." She murmured, kissing his chest lightly before getting up. He frowned, but reluctantly sat up. Aspen looked around the room and found his clothes. She threw them at him, and he caught each and every article of clothing. As he dressed, she went to the dark dresser in the corner of the room and grabbed some undergarments and then went to the second drawer for some shorts. Finally, she went back to the first drawer and dug around until she managed to find a gray tube top.

She didn't feel like dressing in her previous clothes - she was still warm.

By the time she turned back to the bed, Hugh was laying there, and the bed was...neat. It looked as if someone had just ironed the sheets and the only crinkles were around Hugh. Aspen smiled a little, and then sauntered over to the bed before laying down next to Hugh. "Ash is going to know; I'm sure of that." She murmured, curling up against Hugh's side. She put one arm over his torso, and tightened it to bring her closer. She felt Hugh shrug, and she closed her eyes and snuggled him closer. He was stroking her hair lightly, and she sighed. "I don't really care about that at the moment." He said, and she felt his lips on her forehead.

A smile came to her lips. "Well, I'm kind of tired." She said, and a small yawn came from her.

"Same here, Aspen. I think we could use a nap." Hugh murmured, and then all that was left to Aspen was a warmer darkness that opened up to a light.

Sleep.