A new story from me, a lot smuttier than what I write in general. Thanks to littleearthquake for her help!

Chapter 1

„Hey hubby", Lorelai grinned at Luke when he came home that night in July, and took off his shoes in the entry way.

"Hey wife", he said and greeted her with a kiss. She was laying on the sofa in the living-room, reading a book, a bag of chips beside her and left-overs on the table.

"What are you reading?" he asked her and decided to ignore the chaos which was surrounding her, while he took of his flannel shirt and his socks and threw it into the laundry basket in the closet, now only clad in his jeans and T-Shirt.

"The new Harry Potter. I bought it today while I was in Hartford, started reading it and can't stop anymore", she said and lay the book down.

"What were you doing Hartford?" he wanted to know and lifter her legs, sat down and put her feet in his lap.

"I got a facial, manicure and pedicure", she told him and wiggled her toes. She took his hand and stroked her cheek with it. "Nice, huh?" she grinned and he nodded, before he gave her another kiss.

"Is the book good?" Luke asked after they broke the kiss.

"Yeah it's good. I'm just on page 100 though", she shrugged.

"Just on page 100? In one day? How many pages are there?"

" Nearly 700. It's not as long as the 5th book though, that one was really long", she informed him.

"Because of the mess here I assume you have already eaten", Luke said. Lorelai nodded and closed her eyes, because Luke had started massaging her feet.

"Ok, then I will make myself a sandwich and then take a shower. I'm beat", he sighed and got up.

"Mmmh, can't you stay and keep that up?", she pouted and pointed to her feet.

"Sorry, maybe another day", he shook his head and wandered off to the kitchen, but winked at her.

After he had eaten his sandwich and taken his shower Lorelai was still sitting on the couch in exactly the same position.

"Is the book that thrilling or is something wrong?" he asked her confused. It wasn't normal for Lorelai to sit still for such a long time. She was fidgeting and squishing around constantly and he found it odd to see her like this.

"Nothing is wrong hon'", she replied and looked at him with innocent eyes, which made him even more suspicious. Something was up, he knew it.

"Ok, then I'll leave you and your book alone and go to bed", he said, decided to not question this further.

"No, wait, I'm coming with you", she said and Luke raised his eyebrows questioningly when he saw how cumbersomely she got up.

"You hit your leg or something?" he asked.

"No, why? Look, everything is fine", she said and really she was walking to the stairs and up the stairs in a normal way.

"Ok, just asking", he shrugged and followed her upstairs.

When she came out of the bathroom after a while he was already lying in bed, flipping through her book.

"What you're starting to read Harry Potter now? Maybe you should start with the first book and not with the seventh", she joked and got in beside him, again in a very cumbersome way.

"Will you just tell me now what is wrong or do I have to wait until you just can't stand it anymore?!" Luke asked her with a sigh.

"I don't know what you are talking about. And you didn't answer my question", she said and rolled slowly over on her side so she could face him. Luke just shook his head before he answered.

"I just wanted to know why everyone is making such fuzz about this book and honestly I don't get it. A boy who is a wizard, fighting against a guy named Voldemort, what kind of name is that by the way?!" he asked.

"Oh my god! You said the name of the one who must not be named! Oh my god! You better go and hide before the Death-eaters come and get you!" she said and laid her hand over his mouth.

"The Death-eaters, huh? I guess your junk food orgy downstairs qualified you for that group", he chuckled, took her hand from his mouth and placed a kiss on it.

"You're blasphemous!", she grinned and kissed him. "I don't have the dark mark", she mumbled between kisses and held up her arm, but Luke shut her up completely when his tongue entered her mouth.

He pulled his wife closer by her waist, his hands glided under her shirt, over the skin of her stomach and her back. He dipped his thumb into her navel and then stroked upwards with slow circles he drew on her skin. He moaned in appreciation when he found that she wore no bra, so that his hands could touch skin without any barriers.

He rolled her on her back and pushed her shirt upwards, exposed her and lowered his mouth to her breasts.

First he sucked on the right, then on the left. His tongue swirled around her nipple, his hand massaged her other breast gently. Lorelai's hands were in his hair, guiding him where she wanted to feel his lips. She was already breathing hard, moaning when his teeth scraped her skin.

She pulled his head up, guided his mouth to her own, kissed him passionately, left him breathless as well in the process. She laid her hands on his cheeks, pulled him back slightly, tore her lips from his, then attacked his neck, sucked on it, found the spot which she knew drove him crazy, right under his ear.

He gasped and instinctively his left hand wandered down her body, past the waistband of her shorts, felt that she wore no panties, touched her smooth skin, stroked over the small bud, felt her wetness.

"Aw", she yelled, but not in pleasure, but in pain, when he touched her outer- lips.

"God, Lorelai! What's wrong? What's with you?" he asked worried and pulled his hand back, like he had burned himself

"I'm sorry" she mumbled and covered her face with her hands in embarrassment.

"What's with you?", he asked her, clearly worried, and slowly pulled her hands from her face so she would look at him. She was embarrassed and blushed even now that he looked her in the eyes, but when she saw how worried he looked, she gave him a small smile and a gentle kiss, then rolled him over and snuggled up against him.

"I told you that I went to Hartford today and that I got a facial and all that. While I was there I saw that they are now also offering waxing", she explained.

"Waxing?" he asked and had no idea what she was talking about or where she was going with this.

"You know they put wax on your skin, lay a fleece on it and then rip your hair out with that combo", she said.

"Oh no", Luke exclaimed and now HAD an idea where this would be going.

"So I do that in general with cold wax on my leg, so they are smooth and stubble free for a long time, so I thought' Why not' and decided to get the same treatment… down there" she said and looked down.

"Ah Jeez", Luke said and winced at the thought.

"It was… successful and incredibly painful, but I gave birth once without any drugs, so it was not THAT bad, but when I drove back it was so hot in the car and I sweated and somehow I... developed something like a rash... and it's sore and it hurts", she finished her explanation and got whinier with every word.

"Jeez.. Lorelai!" Luke said and sounded upset. He sat up and looked at her, shaking his head in annoyance. "Why would you do something like that to yourself? Have you lost your mind?", he asked then and got off the bed.

"Hey! I was trying to do something nice here for you!" she protested and pressed one hand against her sex, like it would take the pain away.

"For me? For me? Letting other people hurt you is doing something nice for me? I am not a masochist, even if I sometimes have the urge to strangle you! You're my wife, for gods sake, and I don't like it when you're in pain", he yelled at her.

"I'm sorry that I tried to avoid stubbles so that some aspects of our sex life would get more enjoyable for you", she yelled back.

"Leave it to me what I enjoy and what I don't enjoy! I never asked you to do this. I never even asked you to use a razor, so don't blame me", Luke yelled and pointed with his index finger to her face.

"So you would like it if this is like the Amazons down there and you couldn't even find the promised land anymore? I know you are a nature freak, but I wasn't aware you like it that much", she shot back.

"Wait here and don't move!" he screamed before he stormed into the bathroom and slammed the door shut behind him.

She heard him rummaging through the medicine cabinet behind the door, before he pulled open the door and stomped back out, a small tube in his hands.

"Get you shorts off!" he told her.

"Sorry, but I am not in the mood anymore", she spat. Luke took a deep breath to calm himself, sighed.

"Please get your shorts off, so I can apply the aloe lotion, which will help your skin to heal", he explained slowly. She looked up to him, a pout on her face and then slowly lifted her butt and took the shorts off.

"It really hurts, Luke", she yammered when she lay back down.

"I know", he sighed sympathetically and stroked over her stomach with the back of his hand. "Spread your legs", he told her then gently.

"Dirty", she said and smiled a bit when he rolled his eyes. Slowly he lifted her legs and placed her feet on the bed, kneeled between her legs a second later.

"Jeez…", he muttered and shook his head again when he saw that she was red and swollen down there and it had nothing to do with sexual arousal.

He opened the tube and put a bit of the lotion on his finger. She flinched when he touched her outer-lips to apply the lotion.

"Sorry", he told her, he didn't want to hurt her more than she already was, but he had to do this, so she would feel better.

"It's okay, just cold" she said.

He circled the lotion over her aching skin, tried to apply as less pressure as possible so he wouldn't hurt her. The lotion glistened on her smooth skin and he felt himself harden. He reminded himself that this was not the time to get aroused, because his wife was uncomfortable and in pain, but the view was more then he could take. He blew cold air on her swollen flesh and heard her gasp. He stopped and applied some lotion on her thighs, massaged it in slowly, since she didn't seem to be hurt that much there. Her skin was red there, but it didn't look as bruised as her sex.

"Why didn't you stop them?" he asked her and looked at her.

"What?" she asked, because she hadn't listened to him, she had been lost in his touch.

"That… woman who did this, and please tell me this was a woman, why didn't you tell her to stop?" he wanted to know.

"Yes, it was a woman, Luke", she said and smiled at his jealousy. "You're cute when you're jealous", she added as an afterthought and looked at him lovingly while he still lay between her legs.

"I am not cute and you haven't answered my question", he replied with a stern look.

"I got you to say cute", she grinned, but then sighed when he didn't flinch and still gave her the same stern look. "I wanted to surprise you. You know, when I'll get pregnant, then I won't be able to use the razor down there, because my stomach will be in the way. So I thought I could start getting used to it, so that when I am pregnant it won't be that bad anymore. And it wasn't that bad at first. I mean it hurt, don't get me wrong, but the real pain after I drove home. Seems like bruised skin and sweat isn't a good combo", she explained.

Luke didn't even blush or roll his eyes at her explanations. She sometimes marvelled how open she could talk to him about everything. He was angry about women breastfeeding in public, embarrassed when the word tampon was used in his presence and he blushed when she gave him a longer kiss in public, but at the same time as soon as they were alone she could talk to him about everything, even about her menstrual problems, her sex fantasies or her pubic hair.

He didn't reply, but squeezed out some more lotion and applied it on her sex, rubbing small circles with two of his fingers. He stared at her sex and saw that it already wasn't that red anymore, while he put on more and more of the fluid.

„Better?", he asked her.

„Mhmm… feels good," she whispered. He had to smile when he looked up and saw that she had closed her eyes and was completely relaxed, trusted him completely.

"Luuuke?" she asked and blinked several times before opening her eyes.

"Mhm?" he made and locked eyes with her. She gave him an intense but shy glance.

"I... I'm… I like what you're doing," she told him then with a smile and he smiled back.

He put on a little bit more pressure where his finger massaged her lips and his smile got wider, when her eyes closed again and her head dropped back against the mattress.

"I think I'm in the mood now..." she whispered and lifted her hips at the same time against his fingers. Luke was surprised, but he found her wet and throbbing.

"So you want me to…" he trailed off and let a finger glide into her. A soft moan escaped her throat and she bucked up against his hand once again. He teased her, let his finger glide in and out of her slowly and softly, not to hurt her.

Luke watched her, saw when her mouth opened in a silent moan, when she squeezed her eyes shut from time to time. When he couldn't stand it anymore he lay down on his stomach and put his mouth where his fingers where, kissing her gently.

"Luke", she moaned loudly and her hands flew from her sides to his head, her fingers grasped his hair, tucked on it harder when his tongue started circling round her clit.

Her breathing got quicker when he sucked on her clit, teased her with his tongue and started to enter her with two fingers.

"Oh god", she groaned, " Luke.. please".

"What? What do you want me to do?" he asked her and stopped for a second, but she didn't reply and kept writhing on the bed. He smiled and placed a soft kiss on her stomach and then trailed kisses back to her clit and resumed sucking.

After another minute Lorelai started moaning in the rhythm of his pumping fingers and then came hard with a hoarse scream. She stiffened, groaned, and went limp. Her breath came out in gasps, her eyes were still shut but the grip on Luke's hair lessened.

"I guess it doesn't hurt that bad anymore", Luke said with a smug smile and placed several kisses on her thighs. Lorelai opened her eyes and smiled dreamily at him and sighed in response.

TBC