So, haven't written in awhile… like a few years… but I was inspired by a recent trip with my "friend" to his hometown. Should be a good read.
Warning: Mature audiences only.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gilmore girls or any of the characters. Just love to write (:
Set pretty much in place of Liz's wedding in season four. Enjoy!
She walked into the diner as she usually did, daily. She took her normal seat in front of the cash register with direct view of the kitchen. There was something unusual about the lunch crowd today though, there wasn't one.
Lorelai Gilmore couldn't remember a single time she had come in at noon to find not a lingering soul in the local eatery, Luke's Diner. Even Luke was missing from the scene.
"Hello? Lone hungry customer out here!" Lorelai called, becoming more curious by the second.
She leapt up from her stool and immediately broke two of Luke's famous rules, walked behind the counter and called Luke on her cell phone. Lorelai looked in the kitchen, up the stairs, while the phone rang once, twice, a third time…
Desperate and starving, she began to climb the stairs leading to Luke's apartment while the phone continued to ring. She heard a faint high pitched ring coming from inside of the apartment.
"Luke…?" Lorelai hollered. "Luke, are you up there?"
The ringing continued. Finally, the ringing went to voicemail as she reached the door. She ended the call and put her phone away as she reached her hand for the door knob, not even thinking to knock.
"Luke!" She called one last time before intruding on his privacy, propelled by her innate sense of curiosity and ever furthering hunger.
The door swung open, a dramatic effect added by the Gilmore woman herself. The sight before her was, to say the least, shocking.
Luke was sprawled out on the couch; a blanket strung loosely over the bottom half of his body. He was shirtless, and the window was open in the kitchen, blowing the curtains lightly as the light breeze cooled the unnaturally hot room. Nothing, though, was less striking than what was resting beneath the blanket. Approximately two inches from where the blanket started, a large bulge could be seen where Luke Jr. would be found. Judging by the sight, Lorelai could testify that "Junior" would not be appropriate by any means.
Luke shifted in his sleep and Lorelai snapped back to reality. She began to blush deeply as she realized how aroused this sight had made her. Then the unbearing heat, mixed with the starvation, triggered her fight or flight response. To subtly wake Luke and receive food, or to stand and stare at his crotch until he wakes up naturally and be faced with a very awkward situation.
Lorelai made her choice and began to back cautiously out of the room to do what she should have done in the first place. She closed the door gently, being sure not to wake Luke. She waited a few seconds and then banged on the door.
"LUKE!" She yelled. "LUKE! HUNGRY CUSTOMER OUT HERE! FEED ME!"
It seemed her plan had worked as she heard rustling inside and the pit pat of his feet moving.
"God damn it, just a second!" Luke returned. "Didn't you read the damn sign? No elec—"
Luke had opened the door and saw Lorelai standing there, the woman he had just been fantasizing about in his sleep.
"Morning sunshine." Lorelai said with a smile plastered on her face as she now got to see him feel awkward. Little did he know that she knew why he was only cracking the door an inch and wearing a blanket…she also knew what was resting beneath that fabric.
"Oh, uh," Luke stuttered, taken by surprise at her presence. "Sorry, didn't you read the sign? No electricity."
"Oops, must've missed it." Lorelai smirked, realizing that was why he was naked in his apartment, no air conditioner in July.
"Um, want me to make you a sandwich?" Luke asked, not wanting to see her go.
"That'd sure be nice, what a gentleman!" Lorelai squealed.
"Alright, well give me two minutes." Luke smiled, and shut the door. Lorelai knew she shouldn't be thinking like this, but she couldn't help herself. She had practically seen him naked, now he was like the small world song that she can't get out of her head.
"Come in!" Lorelai heard Luke yell from inside the apartment. He sure had changed fast because as she opened the door, she noticed he had also already set out bread, lunch meat and mustard. "What kind of meat do you like?"
"Dirty," Lorelai giggled and walked toward the kitchen.
"Are we 12?" Luke deadpanned, but broke with a smile as he caught her eyes on his.
"Ham," She finally answered, taking a seat across from the counter where he was making the sandwiches.
She watched his arms flex and his eyes as they focused on what they were doing. She noticed his steady hands and let her eyes wander south… There she noticed his butt, his wonderful, perfect, ass. She stopped herself and began humming the "It's a Small World" song to herself as she decided to pay her attention on the plain refrigerator.
Luke turned around with two plates and sandwiches in tow. He sat down across from her and gave Lorelai her plate. She thanked him and took a bite out of the sandwich.
They ate in silence, both thinking about the other. Lorelai decided to break the silence, though, because, well, she was Lorelai Gilmore.
"What's new?" She asked, breaking Luke from his revere.
"Now that you mention it, Liz is getting married." Luke said nonchalantly, taking a bite of his sandwich.
"She is! When? Where! To who? T.J? That guy!" Lorelai attacked, catching Luke off-guard. He held his hand up signaling for her to wait until he finished chewing.
"Yes, in Maine, to T.J. 'That guy,'" Luke answered.
"You didn't answer 'when,' smart ass." Lorelai retorted.
"Thursday."
Lorelai spit out her sandwich onto her plate, not exactly what Luke had expected.
"Thursday? As in, the day after tomorrow?" Lorelai sputtered frantically.
"Yes, was spitting out your sandwich completely necessary?" Luke said dryly. "Woah, where are you going? What's wrong?"
Lorelai had gotten out of her chair and gathered her purse, rushing out the door.
"To pack! We're leaving in 24 hours!" She had caught Luke off guard for the second time in two minutes, a new best for her.
"To pack! What for?" Then, like a light bulb came on, it all made sense. "You want to go?"
"Of course! Me and Liz already have history, how can I not go?" She responded matter-of-factly. "See ya in 23 hours and 57 minutes!"
With that, Lorelai left the room, leaving Luke in the same vulnerable state he had been in when she had walked in.
xoxoxox
Lorelai stood in front of her closet, examining every piece of clothing she owned trying to debate what was worthy to be taken. Again, she knew she shouldn't be thinking or considering how Luke would respond to what she wore, but again, she couldn't help herself.
She picked out a strapless light blue dress that hugged her waist and slim hips. She realized the wedding was in Maine, but figured the wedding would be inside. For rationality, she set out her knee length pink coat that complemented the blue dress.
Now for shoes… She thought, shifting her gaze. Her hand wandered towards the pair of silver pumps that were cut out in the front she had been dying to wear since she spotted them in Hartford yesterday. "It must be a sign," She said to herself aloud as she examined the beautiful specimens further.
"Mom, are you talking to yourself again?"
Lorelai screamed and threw the shoe at her daughter who'd just walked into the room, in turn causing Rory to scream as well.
"Throwing shoes now are we!" Rory yelled, regaining her composure.
"Giving mothers heart attacks now, are we!" Lorelai retorted, blowing out a breath of relief it wasn't an axe murderer.
"Boy, how things change." The daughter said sarcastically. "What's with the sexy shoes?"
"Liz's wedding," Lorelai responded, returning to her packing.
"Liz is getting married? Liz as in Luke's sister, right?" Rory questioned.
"Yep, that's the one!"
"And… you're sexy shoes have what to do with this?"
"I'm going," Lorelai said as she turned around to face Rory. She saw the questioning look on her daughter's face so she added, "With Luke."
This however, didn't do much to change Rory's questioning look except to increase it further.
"I'm going to Liz's wedding with Luke, Thursday, because I know Liz and this is a big deal for her." Lorelai finished, trying her best to appease the situation.
"Okay…" Rory responded, trying not to aggravate her already flustered mother.
"So, what are you doing home?" Lorelai asked, but after noticing the look of mock-hurt on hre daughter's face, immediately added, "Not that I don't love to see my one and only spawn, but it is a Tuesday. Why aren't you in class?"
"Got out early and just thought I'd pop in for a quick hello," Rory answered.
"Paris took over the dorm with one of her crazy episodes again?"
"Yep."
"Shame," Lorelai said, continuing to pack.
"Well, since you're obviously completely absorbed in your packing because it's so important what you wear," Rory teased. "I'm going to go down to my room and do some studying before heading back. Drop in with some pizza later, please!"
"Kay!" Lorelai called, not even responding to Rory's comment.
Now pajamas… will we be sharing a bed? Will we share a room? Lorelai suddenly realized there was a lot she hadn't thought about yet, leaving even more questions lingering in her mind.
xoxoxox
With seven hours until they were set to embark on their road trip, Luke laid sleeplessly awake in his apartment staring at the ceiling. He couldn't quit picturing what it was going to be like to a) spend 10 hours on the road with Lorelai and b) to share a room with the woman.
He kept thinking about whether when she got out of the shower, if she'd come out in just a towel. His mind wandered to how he'd handle himself with her 20 feet away, naked, in the shower. What if they had to share a bed, and he had an "unexpected" guest in the morning. What if she tried to make a move on him?
Sure, the last one was unlikely, but it was enough to get his blood moving southward. He could feel his sweat pants become tighter against his thighs. Like instinct, his hand began to take a trip downstairs, slipping beneath the elastic band. His manhood throbbed against his palm as thoughts of Lorelai flooded his mind.
He began to move his hand teasingly along his shaft, imagining her hair in his face. Her scent wafted in his nose, her soft skin beneath his rough hands. He picked up his pace slightly as he pictured her lacey black bra coming loose from her arms, revealing her milky breasts and taut nipples.
He could practically feel her full, soft lips enveloping him in her mouth, the warmth of her saliva sliding up and down the length of him. His hand continued it's ministrations downstairs as he became painfully erect.
His fantasy continued, so that she lifted her body so that she was hovering inches from him. He could feel the heat of her core dripping onto his tip. Just as he was about to plunge into the depths that was Lorelai-
ENN! ENN! ENN! ENN! ENN! ENN!
Luke's alarm clock roused him from his dream, bringing him back to reality. He cursed loudly, his thoughts completely thrown off. He decided there was no way it was happening now, and slumped in the way of a cold shower awaiting him.
xoxoxox
The scene resembled that of just 19 hours ago. Lorelai wandered into Luke's apartment, the window open still. This time, there was no breeze though. Without it, the room felt 30 degrees warmer. She felt sweat bead her forehead and cleavage.
All she cared about was finding Luke. "Luke?" She called, just as she had done earlier that day. She looked around until she found the exact same scene, Luke sprawled on the couch, completely naked with a blanket covering his most intimate parts. It was blatantly obvious that those parts were begging to be seen though.
Lorelai inched towards the man, unlike previously. She continued until she was a foot away from him. She knelt to the floor, her lips inches from his. She stuck her tongue out slightly and grazed his upper lip. Luke's eyes fluttered open slightly, not processing that she was in front of him.
She moved her mouth to his ear, again sticking her tongue out to graze his lobe. This got his attention, and shook off whatever remaining sleep was left in his eyes that she could tell.
He grasped her sides and lifted her onto his abdomen. She could feel his excitement against the back of her thigh, causing her to become increasingly wet…this time it wasn't the heat making her sweat.
Luke pulled her face into his, embracing her lips full on. Their tongues collided and Lorelai felt electricity up and down her arms and legs. Luke broke the kiss after what seemed like hours, pulling her blouse over her head. For some reason, Lorelai had no idea why, she was wearing no bra. As she continued to evaluate herself, she realized was also not wearing any panties.
Apparently, Luke had already made sense of this and began to rub his pelvic bone against her soaking core. Lorelai moaned into his neck, licking and kissing every inch she could reach.
Luke took control, and lifted Lorelai onto her back with only her mid-thigh length skirt remaining. He paid no attention to this article though, simply pushing it up to her belly button to allow him access to what he was searching for.
He kissed down her abdomen as he stuck a finger into her heat. Lorelai moaned again, resting her hand on his upper back. Luke spent some extra time sucking and licking her hard nipples as he pumped not just one, but now two fingers into her. He shifted his hand so that his thumb lightly pressed against her clit. She bucked her hips as he continued his trail with his lips and kisses downward until he was between her legs.
He pulled his fingers out of her, enticing a sigh from Lorelai. He leant forward and blew on her clit, causing her to buck again.
"Please, Luke." Lorelai begged. Luke leant forward to fulfill her wish—
MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW!
Lorelai awoke to her new Hello Kitty! alarm clock. She noticed that her panties felt unusually cold and then her dream came rushing back to her. This is going to be a long couple of days… Lorelai thought to herself, slumping out of bed and heading towards the shower.