|Acting on the Attraction
Author: shulesaddict77 PM
Drawing a line had been the best choice. But what if the attraction was getting too unbearable to not cross it?Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance - Nick M. & Jess D. - Chapters: 9 - Words: 32,767 - Reviews: 101 - Favs: 89 - Follows: 151 - Updated: 03-24-13 - Published: 11-28-12 - id: 8746500
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I needed a show to balance out the drama and grossness of 'The Walking Dead' so I stumbled over this show and I fell instantly in love with Nick Miller. I'm a sucker for men with scruff, so you can all imagine that I didn't stand a chance. I actually found Jess annoying at the beginning but she grew on me and I love the chemistry between Zooey and Jake. I know it might sound weird but I love Jess and Nick's shouting matches. They always make me grin from ear to ear.
I actually don't have time to indulge in another ship but my muse insisted after I started to read the first fanfiction for this ship (Slow Burn by AMiserableLove; by the way I'll write a review as soon as I'm finished with this one-shot) and I got inspired and just needed to at least write a one-shot to satisfy my muse.
"That will never happen?" Nick said determined, shaking his head vehemently.
"Why not?" Jess asked, turning around in her chair to look at him.
They were on the roof, laying lazily in their chairs. Jess had a bottle of pink wine standing beside her while Nick was drinking his way through a six-pack. The night was a little chilly. It was already mid-September and as soon as the sun went down you could feel and smell the fall coming. But somehow they both ended up on the roof enjoying each other's company until Jess decided to try to convince him to have a blind-date.
His eyes darted towards her and he couldn't help the smirk erupting on his face as he saw her lying in her chair with closed eyes, the glass of wine propped up on her stomach, both her hands wrapped around it. Somehow he wanted to shake her out of her apparent happy bubble. She wanted to set him up. It was just fair to rattle her a little.
"Let me ask you something." Nick said quietly. "Why are you so hell-bent on hooking me up with Lisa?"
"I think you would make a great couple." Jess replied, opening her eyes slowly.
"So you are suggesting I should go out with her because you want me to be happy?"
Nick took a swig of his beer and looked at her thoughtfully. "Just out of curiosity. What makes you think she would make me happy?"
Looking into his dark eyes Jess struggled to find a reason why she wanted him to go out with her colleague Lisa. She had actually thought it was a good idea until she just looked him in the eyes and felt the butterflies coming up in her stomach. Damn the attraction she felt for him.
He wasn't the best looking guy in the world but something about him was just … she actually didn't know what it was that made him attractive to her. He was just Nick. Nick Miller, her roommate, her friend. Having feelings for him was just a bad idea. It would ruin a wonderful friendship. He knew it. She knew it.
So she shouldn't have a problem with giving him a nudge to meet another woman. But the thought of him having sex with Lisa turned her stomach into knots. She didn't want him to have sex with anyone else. But she couldn't have sex with him either so it would be probably better to let him go. After all she really wanted him to be happy.
Nick waited patiently for her to answer his question. He would give almost anything to know what was going on in her head. She was biting her lip, her knuckles went white as she tightened her fingers around the glass and he contemplated if he should just make a joke to ease the tension that was crackling in the air. Maybe he should just drop it and go downstairs.
Something about this night made him almost forget that they were people who tried to be friends. All he could think about when he looked over at her was that he was definitely having one of these moments and he should better get the hell out of here before something happened they both would regret. They agreed to keep it simple but it got harder and harder from day to day.
He already wanted to stand up as Jess' voice suddenly cut through the silence. "I just know you two would be perfect for each other."
Something in her voice made him take a closer look and he saw something flicker over her eyes. Something he wished for and feared at the same time and before he could think it through words tumbled out of his mouth, words which would have been better left unsaid.
"Ever thought of the possibility that you and I are perfect for each other, Jess?"
He could hear her sharp intake of breath, could see her eyes widening in slight shock, the surprise written all over her face and it took her a few seconds before she could reply with a slightly husky voice. "Is this one of those 'friends who are sometimes attracted to each other' moments?"
"Do you want it to be one of those moments?" Nick asked, surprising himself.
When Jess furrowed her brows Nick stood up and walked over to her, putting both of his hands on the armrests of her chair, leaning down until he was literally caging her in and he could see a flutter of uncertainty crossing her eyes. He was definitely invading her personal space and he was well aware that he'd just stepped over the line they had both agreed on drawing.
"Nick, what are you doing?" Jess breathed, looking up into his face. Her heart was beating wildly against her rib cage, his closeness making her feel weak. Suddenly she caught a whiff of his cologne and almost cursed out loud. How should she be able to resist him when he didn't only look extremely appealing but also smelt like she imagined heaven would smell like? It wasn't fair. He was pushing her buttons and judging by the mischievous gleam in his eyes he damn well knew that he was pushing them.
Nick lifted one hand and reached for the glass, taking it out of her hands, brushing tentatively over her fingers and a shiver ran down her spine as he came dangerously close to her as he bent over to put the glass on the ground before he put his hand back on the armrest.
"Acting on the attraction." Nick said, shifting forward on his hands and Jess raised her hands, putting them on his chest, pushing him away as far as he let her what wasn't nearly far enough to calm her racing heart down.
"How much beer did you have?"
"Not enough to not know what I'm doing." Nick replied.
He couldn't get closer to her without pushing her hands away but he could still step closer since she couldn't hold his upper and lower body away from her at the same time. So he completely took her by surprise as he nudged her legs apart and stepped between them, spreading her legs and her eyes widened as she looked down his body, her gaze stopping at the obvious bulge under his pants, her mouth going dry in a second while another part of her body was doing quite the opposite.
"And why are you doing what you are doing?" Jess pressed out past the lump that had suddenly appeared in her throat.
"You're driving me nuts." Nick told her, his voice so rich with emotions that her eyes snapped up to his face.
"I'm driving you ... what?" Jess asked surprised, apparently in over her head because she had no clue how to deal with this kind of situation. Like she told him. She always had had a box for friends and a box for boyfriends. She never had a friend who made her heart beat faster.
"You know, the problem is that the 'friends who are sometimes attracted to each other' moments are starting to outweigh the 'friends who are only friends' moments." Nick said quietly, watching her intently.
"So you are saying you feel more attracted to me than before?"
"I think you've weakened me bit by bit." Nick tried to explain.
"Excuse me?" Jess asked confused.
"You just crept up on me. One smile here, one hair flip there."
"You're insane." Jess chuckled, trying to push him away from her so that she could stand up and escape this insane situation. But it felt like she was trying to move a wall because he wasn't even moving an inch and she felt the sudden urge to smack the smirk of his face. How could he dare?
But his next comment made her hands freeze as his challenging words were waking up her competitive side. "Are you gonna chicken out?"
"Chicken out of what?" Jess asked.
"Acting on the attraction." Nick clarified.
"What exactly did the 'acting on the attraction' imply?" Jess was actually quite proud of herself that her voice sounded so cool and relaxed while her insides were trembling like hell. But at least she managed to not let him see how much he affected her.
"If you would stop pushing me away I can show you." Nick cocked an eyebrow, giving her a slow, lazy grin that shot sparks through her whole body.
"I'm not sure I want to stop pushing you away."
"I'm not a chicken!"
"Yes, you are! Chicken! Chicken! Chicken!" Nick teased, his mouth curving up into a lopsided grin as he saw her eyes narrow dangerously but she surprised him as her hands suddenly curled around the collar of his hoodie, yanking him forward so that he almost lost his balance before her lips crushed on his.
He didn't even know if he deliberately riled her up to coax a reaction out of her or if he just couldn't help himself, but he definitely wasn't prepared for the heat behind her kiss. No soft brushing of lips, no teasing touch of tongues. It was all hot and passionate. Her tongue demanded entrance and he groaned deep in his throat as his hands shot up to her face, tilting her head to give him better access to her mouth as he met her tongue with his, sudden greediness overwhelming him as he just wanted to take more and more and more. Not caring the least that they might make a big mistake by crossing the line.
His scruff scraped over her skin, setting it already on fire as his mouth devoured hers and Jess slid her hands down his torso, pulling the zipper down, slipping her hands under his shirt, skimming them over his stomach and she felt him shiver under her hands, his mouth becoming even more demanding as he pressed her into the chair.
She was driving him crazy. He'd only felt a whiff of cold air against his skin as she lowered the zipper of his hoodie. But the moment her fingers touched his stomach, jolts of electricity shot through his body straight to his groin and when her fingers trailed along the waistband of his jeans, he sucked in a breath, stealing the air from her, feeling her mouth curve into a smile under his.
He tore his mouth from hers for a second, rasping against her lips. "Maybe you're not a chicken."
Without waiting for an answer he delved back into the kiss, letting his hands following the line of her neck, pushing her jacket aside so that his fingers could trace the hem of her shirt. Jess shuddered as he started to kiss a trail down her throat, one of his hands slipping under her shirt and she held her breath, her whole body was trembling in anticipation of his next move and her hand slipped beneath the waistband of his jeans, her fingers almost touching him.
Nick thought he would explode any second. Her skin felt so smooth under his lips, her scent enveloped him and her fingers were only inches away from him. His hand wandered under her shirt because he desperately needed to touch her, needed to feel her soft flesh under his hands.
He leaned back, stopping for a second, locking eyes with her, waiting for something, though he had no idea for what he was searching. But one look into her hooded eyes, at her swollen lips and he found the answer he was looking for. She wanted him to continue and he bent down, wanting to fuse his lips to hers again. He wanted her to wrap her hand around him, wanted desperately to feel her, be in her.
Suddenly they heard footsteps on the stairs and they froze instantly, their lips still connected, their eyes wide open and seconds before the door swung open, Nick grabbed her hand and yanked it out of his pants, crouching down beside her so that the chair was hiding his obvious arousal from whoever might burst through the door any second.
Jess was staring at him wide-eyed, gulping hard, trying to wrap her head around what just happened.
She kissed Nick. Nick kissed her. They kissed each other.
Her eyes flashed down to his lips and back to his eyes, looking like a deer caught in the headlights and Nick couldn't resist trailing a finger over her lips, giving her a crooked smile before the door opened and Schmidt rushed through it.
Her eyes were still on him and he could see the question in them, could almost hear her voice in his head, asking him 'What the hell was that?' and his grin broadened before he turned his attention to Schmidt, glad that their roommate seemed to be extremely excited about something so that he didn't spare them more than a curt look.
"Guys! Guess what?" Schmidt stopped shortly in front of them, putting his hands on his hips and puffing his chest out, not realizing that both Jess and Nick didn't really pay attention to him. "I'm a vagenius!"
"A what?" Nick's head shot up and he looked at Schmidt incredulously.
"A vagenius. That's reason to celebrate. I'm cooking and you, my friend, need to do your job. I invited some friends."
"My job?" Nick asked confused, his brain still not functioning properly since he still could taste Jess on his lips.
"Bartending, of course. I need you to tend the bar." Schmidt rolled his eyes at him and without another comment he turned around and stalked back towards the stairs.
Nick looked stunned after him, shaking his head inwardly over the obvious craziness of his life. Just a few moments ago he almost ripped the clothes of Jess' body just to get interrupted by his obviously completely insane friend.
Suddenly realizing that he was still crouched down beside Jess' chair he stood up, righting his clothes, rubbing his hand over his face, not sure what he should say to her, what he could say to her. But before he could even come up with something Jess addressed him.
"Aehmm." Jess cleared her throat and Nick looked down at her questioningly. "Aren't you ..." Her gaze dropped down to his mid-section and she shifted uncomfortable in her chair, not able to look him in the eyes. "Shouldn't you ..."
"What, Jess?" Nick asked, glad that she had been the first to speak but not sure what she was getting at.
"You sure you want to go down like this." Jess blurted out, a deep blush rising up in her cheeks.
"Aehmm, shouldn't you ..."
"Spit it out, Jess."
"Shouldn't you wait a little before you go down? Everyone will know what happened since you and I were the only ones on ..." Jess trailed off, feeling more and more uncomfortable from second to second.
"Ohh!" Nick said, suddenly realizing what she was talking about. "I don't think anyone will notice. Besides, the moment I'll step into the apartment I need to go into the bathroom anyway."
Jess looked up at him quizzically and Nick chuckled slightly before he told her why he needed to go to the bathroom. "I need a cold shower after this."
"Ohh!" Jess' cheeks turned red again and she stuttered slightly embarrassed. "Of course. Sure. Cold shower. Right."
Nick looked down at her amused before he turned around and walked towards the door. They didn't have time to talk about what just happened. Schmidt could appear again any second. But when he reached the door, he swirled around to her, hardly able to hold back a satisfied smile when he saw that she was still watching him, giving her a loaded promise. "This is far from over."
Jess stared aimlessly at the door for a few minutes before she lifted her hand and trailed her fingers over her heated skin and swollen lips, wondering how it had happened that they'd crossed the line in warp speed. The kiss had left her dazzled and a smile formed behind her fingers as she remembered the feel of his skin under her hands, the roughness of his scruff against her face and a laughter pearled over her lips, her eyes shining with excitement as she leaned back and looked up at the star-strewn sky, murmuring quietly. "You're probably right."
I love to hear from my readers. So please leave me a review and tell me what you think.
Okay, aehmm, wow! I didn't expect such a response. I just came up with the idea yesterday. Thank you!
Since a few reviewers already asked if I intend to continue this story. Well, ... my muse definitely wants to continue it. But I'm currently swamped with work and my other WIP's. So I can't promise you anything. But when I continue this story it's definitely going to be a M-story. Yes, I'm one of those writers. :-) My muse is already busy pestering me with parts for the next chapter but it will probably take me a while to find the time to write it. It probably has to wait until the Christmas Holidays. I'll try my best!