Chapter 1 – A night to remember.

It was almost 9 o'clock. Lorelai sat on her couch waiting for her new boyfriend, Luke to appear at her door. She smiled as she remembered their conversation from before. She had told Luke in no uncertain terms, about how tomorrow night, she planned to take him to the Black, White and Read movie theatre for a special screening of "Breakfast at Tiffany's", but assured him that there may not be a lot of watching. Luke just replied with a laugh and reassured her that he would be at her place, tonight at nine.

Lorelai Gilmore could be described as one of the most impatient people in Star's Hollow, one of her more undesirable qualities, which she hadn't passed onto her one and only offspring. If there was something she wanted, she wanted it then and there, and didn't want to wait, and having Luke here at her house, in her arms, was in no way an exception. She glanced at the clock, 8.57pm, she sighed, 'come on Luke, would it kill you to be early?'. She got up and jaunted over to the window. Carefully, she pulled the white lace fabric of the curtains aside, and eyed the vacant spot she had come to realise was Luke's.

When she was with Luke, she was safe. She always knew that he had this way of protecting her, and protecting Rory. For years she had ignored the gossips' of the town's, Sookie's, and even Rory's pleads for her to open her eyes and just look at the man standing in front of her, serving her coffee, serving her food, keeping her alive. She thanks the lord everyday for having Luke make the first move, or she'd never be in this position.

3 minutes, several paces of the living room, four attempts at the magazine stack on the coffee table, and one attempt at cleaning out Rory's dressers and closet later, she heard the familiar sound of Luke's squeaky breaks and the slamming of the driver's side door. She ran to the foyer.

Three knocks and Lorelai pounced at the door.

"Hey baby!" she cooed to Luke.

"Uh, hey," was all Luke could muster out.

No matter what she did, she always looked beautiful. She was wearing dark blue sweat pants and a long, white, spaghetti strap top with her hair in that long, and curly hair style - free of any constrictions. She smiled at Luke.

"Well, come in, come in," she said hurriedly with a huge smile.

"Alrighty then." Luke laughed. As he passed her to go into the living room, he dropped a light kiss on her lips and two down her jaw.

Lorelai smiled again. Ever since they started dating, she has had this smile on her face; she just can't get rid of it. She shut the front door and sauntered into the living room, where Luke had placed two paper bags full of food on the coffee table and then settled into the cushions. Lorelai sat at the opposite end, leaning up against the arm rest of the couch, with her legs stretched out, her toes resting on Luke's outer thigh. He looked at her briefly, smiled and then turned his attention back to the television. Lorelai smiled, and then turned to the television. She wrinkled her nose and looked at Luke.

"So, you think you can just come into my house and put i baseball /i on?" she asked, nudging his leg slightly with her right foot.

"Yep, I do." Luke replied with a small smile.

"Oh, I see how it is, you'd rather come to my house, bring me bags of food to keep me distracted, and watch the game," she started, "rather than come into my house, bring me bags of food, sit with me, and have some naughty fun?"

"This is a once in a lifetime game, you, I can have anytime" he laughed.

"Are you insinuating that I'm easy?" Luke just nodded.

Lorelai smirked at his obvious lack of interest. She decided to make lemonade out of lemons, and have some fun.

First, she eyed Luke; she just sat there, staring straight at him for what seemed to be 10 minutes as she polished off the apple pie he had brought her. Slightly scared, Luke peeled his eyes away from the television and looked at Lorelai.

"What're you doing?" he asked with a look on his face that said 'you're crazy'.

"Just looking," she replied with a sneaky smile.

"O-okay," Luke stammered, still completely confused.

Lorelai then decided it was time to get interesting. After another good 5 minutes of watching Luke, making sure that he was engrossed in his baseball, she made her move. She grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it up to her waist. All the while eyeing Luke, he didn't seem to take any notice. She then peeled the straps from her shoulders and pulled her arms out of them. Slowly, she lifted the shirt from her head to reveal just the see through white tank top - no bra. Luke was un-affected. She pouted and narrowed her eyes. 'How could he find baseball more interesting than this?' she thought.

"I'll be right back." she called when she was almost half way up the stairs.

Luke just waved a hand as to say 'yeah, yeah, whatever'. When Lorelai was upstairs, she decided to make this game a little dirty. She retouched her makeup, took off her pants and tank top and covered herself in the white bathrobe Luke had gotten her for her birthday. She walked back downstairs.

Lorelai plonked herself next to Luke. Subconsciously, Luke wrapped an arm around her and she nestled into the crook that was Luke's neck. Suddenly, Luke's team got another homerun. Luke jumped up off of the couch. As soon as he did this, Lorelai fell straight onto the cushion which her boyfriend had just occupied.

"Another beer for me, anything for you?" he asked politely.

"Uh, no thanks."

"Cool."

Luke walked back into the lounge. Suddenly he noticed what Lorelai was wearing. For about an hour now, he had been ignoring her, not wanting to be tempted to miss out on the game. He stopped in his tracks, he couldn't believe how unbelievably gorgeous she was. She smiled up at him. He popped the cap off of the beer and took a long sip. He sat back down and Lorelai put her head on a pillow on his lap. The gown she was wearing was now slightly open. She lay on her back, giving Luke the view that she was sure would send him over the top. Luke glanced down the robe and manoeuvred his hand so that it positioned just above her breasts, on her chest.

Lorelai was content. She didn't need Luke to act on her teasing. She just needed Luke.

Luke and Lorelai stand in the line at the BWR movie theatre the next night. It was a chilly night, and Luke had wrapped his girlfriend in his coat. Lorelai took a sip of her coffee, smiled and held Luke's hand. They were at the front of the line, with about eight people behind them.

"We have to get Big Red," she whined. The affectionately named couch had some huge memories for her and Rory. Their frequent visits would only continue if they were to sit on 'Big Red'.

"Yeah, don't worry, we will," Luke started, "Hang on, why do you want to be at the front of the movie theatre?"

"Because no-one will see us!" she laughed, nudging him in the ribs with her elbow.

"That is so ridiculous, what do you mean no-one will see us? We're at the front, everyone will see us!" he ranted.

"No-one will see what I want to do," she winked.

"What?"

"You'll see."

The movie was half way through. Luke and Lorelai were cuddled up and the far right end of the couch. Luke possessively draped an arm over her crossed legs, and she held onto his left hand. Slowly, Lorelai wiggled her left hand out of his embrace and rested it on the front of his jeans. He jolted, but said nothing.

Lorelai continued. She slowly pulled the zipper down on his jeans and winked at him cheekily. He shook his head, giving her that look to tell her to stop. She was confused. He looked like he wanted her to stop, but his right hand was rubbing her outer thigh. As she manoeuvred the button through the hole at the top of her jeans, she slid her hand down his jeans and rested it lightly on his cock. She raked her nails up and down his shaft, and she could feel it getting harder.

Luke bent down and whispered, "You can't do this hear, I can't do i that /i here, people will hear, people will see, are you serious?" he ranted, worriedly.

"Luke, come on." she whispered back. She kissed his neck and then his cheek, quickly looked around and then focused her attention on the screen.

She put her hands under Luke's green boxers and fiercely grabbed Luke's hard cock in her hand, making sure she didn't expose it to the real world. She started pumping up and down his shaft, tweaking and tickling the head of his cock. Luke was shifting uncomfortably, not willing to admit that what Lorelai was doing, and where they were was a huge turn on for him. He clenched his fist and Lorelai giggled. He was breathing heavily, but quietly enough so that nobody could hear him. All the while, Lorelai sat there teasing him, focusing on the movie playing before them.

With three more long, tight, and hard strokes of his cock, Luke groaned internally and came. Lorelai smiled. Luke bent down and kissed her lips. She kept her hand on him for a while, not really sure how she was going to clean up. She grabbed her purse from near Luke's feet and pulled out a few napkins. She pulled he hand from Luke's pants and quickly wiped the residue off.

"I can't believe you just did that." Luke said with his mouth agape.

"Well, I am an extraordinary woman." she replied with a smile.

Luke loved Lorelai, and Lorelai loved Luke, but it had been too complicated for Lorelai to figure out. She wanted to tell him, but didn't want to freak him out. She was too worried that she would move the milk and he would go into full blown rant-mode like he did about Rachael.

Lorelai smiled and whispered, "I'm not a milk whore."

Luke understood straight away. It may have not been 'I Love You' but he knew that it meant something.

"I don't care if you are." he stated simply. Luke zipped his jeans up and put his hand back on Lorelai's legs. She relaxed into him again and finished watching the movie.

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