Just a little , pointless, dirty fluff that we all need those days!

For all who read my other story: Come back to me- I will update it soon, I couldn't do it earlier cause I was in Paris and needed to update my Scott/Lauren fic Falling, before that.

Huge thanks to Kari for the beat

I own nothing, but if I did then ASP's head would end on a stick!

this is for all of you JJs!


"Do we really have to?" Lorelai whined, standing in front of her parents' house on yet another Friday evening.

"Just ring the bell." Luke rolled his eyes. They had been having the same argument for the last 15 minutes, not to mention the last 2 days when Lorelai was trying to come up with a plan and find the best excuse for them to not go.

"But Luke, don't you know how much better and more 'entertaining' it would be for us to just turn around really fast so that Emily won't realize we are here in the first place and go back home and enjoy ourselves alone at home?" She arched her eyebrows at him seductively.

"Lorelai we had the last 2 weeks of enjoying each other's company, along with this morning and afternoon, not that I'm complaining. We will just go in, show the pictures we took on the honeymoon, drink, eat, say goodbye and next thing you know we're back in Stars Hollow." Luke tried to sound reasonable, even if the only thing he wanted was to be back at home where they could reenact the best part of their honeymoon that they had been perfecting for the last two and a half weeks of their marriage. But the promise to the Gilmores that they would show up on the first Friday Night Dinner after returning was stronger than his wants and needs. "Plus Rory and Logan are gonna be here too, so maybe your mother will stop herself from torturing us too much," he joked, trying to lighten up the mood a little.

Just when Lorelai was going to turn on her heels and run back to the car, which without a doubt would force Luke to go after her, the door opened.

"There you are," Emily greeted them as Luke grabbed Lorelai's shoulder and turned her back around so that she was now facing her mother with a fake/happy smile.

"Hi mom," Lorelai said cheerfully. Too cheerfully. "Since when do you open the door?" she questioned.

"Since I saw you arrive 20 minutes ago and still you hadn't joined us inside," Emily replied pointedly, knowing her daughter way too well when it came to the dinners.

"Hi Emily." Luke decided to jump in, knowing that starting a fight before the dinner even started wasn't the best idea in the world.

"Well hello Luke," she replied. As much as she was against this relationship at the beginning, Emily slowly, step by step, learned to accept it, knowing that there was nothing she could do about it. Luke and Lorelai were stronger together than ever and nothing could break their relationship. And she knew that if she didn't want to miss out on anything in the future, potential grandkids lives (that she was sure would come soon in time), she had to be more tolerable and civil towards their new marriage.

"Well don't stand there, come on in. There's so much you have to tell us about your trip." Emily rushed them in. "Rory and Logan should be here soon."

After sitting on their regular places on the sofa, Luke and Lorelai received their respective drinks from Emily as she sat on the opposite sofa, joined by Richard. They were now looking over the pictures that Luke and Lorelai brought along with them.

"You don't have that many pictures," Emily commented looking through them.

"Huh?" Lorelai asked turning to her mother, breaking the gaze she was sharing with Luke, caressing his long skillful fingers, playing with simple, silver band, safely placed on his finger.

"You don't have that many pictures," Emily repeated. "Did you leave most of them at home?" she questioned in her suspicious manlier.

"Oh no, those are all we took," Lorelai replied sincerely.

"But there are barely 30 here Lorelai," Richard pointed out.

"I thought there were a lot of places to go in the Bahamas, a lot of attractions…" Emily added.

"Well…we weren't going out much" Lorelai replied, remembering why they liked to stay at their room much more.

"Was the weather was bad? Isn't it one of those places where the weather is always good? When we were there is was amazing, wasn't it Richard?"

"Yes Emily, definitely fine weather," Richard replied absently, taking a slip of his Scotch.

"The weather was… fine," Luke said, trying not to blush too much.

"Then why were you staying in your room?" Emily questioned totally oblivious.

There was a moment of silence between the four. The only sounds they could here were ice cubes hitting each other in Richard's glass and Luke's faster than normal, nervous breathing. Just then the doorbell rang.

"Oh that must be Rory and Logan," Emily said. "Marisa, would you open the door?" But after yet another moment, the maid didn't respond and the bell was still ringing. "Oh for heaven's sake! Apparently you have to pay and still do everything by yourself these days." Irritated and annoyed, Emily made her way to the door leaving Luke and Lorelai alone with Richard who found something interesting in the newspaper.

"Saved by the bell," Lorelai whispered to Luke, seeing his face still in 12 shades of red.

"You have no idea," Luke mumbled, letting go of the breath he had been holding for so long.

They're all now sitting at the dinning table with Richard and Emily at the heads of the table, Luke and Lorelai on Emily's left and Rory with Logan on her right. They hadn't gone back to the discussion about what exactly Luke and Lorelai were doing during those 2 weeks at the Bahamas. Apparently Emily finally got the subtle hint of the fact that it was their honeymoon after all.

When both Emily and Richard focused all their interest on Rory and Logan's plans of spending the rest of the summer, Lorelai just couldn't help herself.

Sliding her foot easily out from her heels, she moved it in the direction of Luke's leg.

At first he didn't realize what she was doing till one of her toes went under the end of his pants, moving up, bringing the material up his leg in the process.

In the same moment, the fork he was holding in his hand hit the plate with a bang causing everyone to look at him.

"Is omething wrong ?" Richard asked.

"No.,. not at all, it just slipped out of my hand," Luke managed to say. He could see Lorelai hardly controlling her giggle. When the attention returned to Rory, he shot Lorelai a pointed look, to which she replied with a wink. She wasn't planning to end her little game just yet.

It wasn't more than 4 minutes before Luke's leg hit unconsciously the under of the table on Rory and Logan's side of the table. Emily, who was at that moment instructing the maid as to when should she bring the dessert exclaimed, "Rory!", thinking it was her and Logan who were doing inappropriate things under the table. It wouldn't be the first time.

Logan and Rory looked at her totally innocently since they had learned their lesson after the last time.

"Grandma I…" Just then Rory saw her mother almost bursting, trying to hold back her laughter, and Luke's red face. 'Newlyweds,' she thought, with a sigh. "It's just my shoe that fell off my foot, I tried to stop it," She lamely explained, shooting her mother a "You're gonna thank me later" look.

Emily just rolled her eyes, already knowing this excuse way too well.

Hoping that this would finally stop Lorelai, not that he was complaining about his wife's display of affection, just maybe just not in her parents house, with them at the same table; Luke went back to his meal, but he should have known better.

Lorelai's soft fingers found their place on his thigh, running slowly up and down. More up than down. He could feel the effect she was causing by this action. He had always problems when it came to controlling himself when feeling Lorelai's hands on him.

Now her hand was dangerously close to…

"Oh God!" Luke whispered, breathing out. His heart beating fast, he could feel the blood running out of his heart to another place. It wasn't helping that Lorelai hasn't stopped her movements. She had even added more pressure into it.

"Luke, are you all right? You look a little pale. Richard, doesn't he look a little pale to you?" Emily asked as Luke sat frozen in his place.

"I believe you're right Emily. Are you all right Luke?" Richard asked in his typical nonchalant manlier.

It took all of Luke's will power to say a word and not come right there especially with Lorelai's hand now gently massaging him through his pants, having way too much fun with torturing him.

"Yeah… I just… Lorelai could you show me where the rest room is?" he asked, but didn't wait for her respond, standing up and turning around so that no one would see in what state he was already in.

"Would you excuse us?" She smiled mischievously, knowing she got him there. She saw just her mother's confused look as she nodded, making her way after Luke.

"Luke! Wait!" she called running after him, but Luke was already making his way up the stairs, not even turning to look at her. She knew she was in trouble.

TBC?


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