AN: Hello all you beautiful readers! I just finished my first fanfic "Anything is Possible" and I'm currently working on my second one "This is Life" and I have decided to start working on another one. This will be my third piece and it is rated M…so proceed with caution – any way these are some things you guys should know before beginning to read:

It is set during senior year at Chilton. Tristan never left for military school. The kiss at Madeline's never happened. There is no Dean or Jess and Rory isn't as shy as she was in the show.

Hope you enjoy this…Please REVIEW

Passing the Time

Chapter 1

Each chapter will switch off with the P.O.V. – this chapter will be in Tristan's

"Tristan," Rory half giggled, half moaned as he continued his assault on her neck. "Tristan, we have to stop," she said breathlessly.

"Why?" he smirked into her neck.

She pushed him away from her. Catching her breath she said, "Look at where we are – anyone can see."

Tristan looked around the deserted hallway and then back at the girl that he had up against the lockers, "That's what makes this so much more arousing," he said as he hiked her up higher so that her legs could wrap around his torso. He ever so slowly brought his smooth, manly hand on her leg and began to travel north, under her skirt.

He looked into her eyes to see lust, happiness, excitement…love?

Tristan kept his eyes on hers as he slowly inched his way closer to his destination. He literally felt the heat radiating off of her. Once he arrived, he was shock to instantly feel her wetness pooling at her center.

"Going commando are we, Mary?" he teased as he slipped a finger and then another into her hot, tight, sleek folds.

"Mmm…they just get in the way," Rory tried to say, referring to her panties.

"They do, don't they?" Tristan said in a husky voice as he began to move the two fingers he had inside of Rory, faster.

"Yesss," she groaned.

"Yes, they get in the way or yes this feels so damn good?" he said breathing on her neck.

"Oh God!" she groaned as his thumb fondled her clit.

"It's just Tristan baby," he said with a flick of his tongue to her neck.

"Tris…"

"Hmm?"

"I-"

"You're what?" he said thrusting his digits into her faster and harder.

"Oh…oh please—"

"You gonna cum for me baby?" he whispered, tweaking her clit once again.

"Mmm—"

--THUMP--

"God damn it!" I swore as I sat up from the floor. "Not again." I can't remember how many sex dreams I've had of a certain Rory Gilmore, but this was the third time they've caused me to fall out of bed.

Standing up I headed to the bathroom, "I need a cold shower," I muttered to no one but myself.

"Yo T!" Duncan called me over towards the guys, as I entered the school.

"Hey man, what's good?" I greeted.

"You ready to bomb that chemistry test?" Bowman asked me, but I got distracted by a perfect brunette making her way passed me and to her locker. Seeing that she was having difficulty getting it open, and I being the perfect gentleman that I am said, "Yeah, um, I'll see you guys later." I began to make my way towards the crazy blue-eyed girl who was currently talking to her locker.

"Oh no," she said, "You are going to open – Please open. If you open up, I'll feed you some yummy books," she cooed.

I couldn't help but laugh at her antics.

"Need help, Mary," I asked chuckling.

When she tore her eyes away from her locker and locked them with mine, my mind was instantly filled with images of the dream – Rory up against the locker panting and saying my name – causing me to harden.

"My locker's stupid," she pouted; making me want here even more.

"You're just too nice," I tried to say without giving away that I was turned on.

"What?"

"Yeah, you have to show these things whose boss," with that said I punched her locker, making it spring open.

"Thanks Tris," she said sounding sexy; she had absolutely no idea that she sounded sexy, and that's what makes her my Mary. I must also admit that whenever my name leaves her luscious lips, I always get slightly turned on.

"Anytime Mare, I'll see you around," I coolly said walking away from her and back to my friends.

So far so good, I didn't annoy her; at least I don't think I did. So all I have to do is keep up whatever I am doing.

It shouldn't be that hard…right?

"I'll catch you guys tomorrow," I told some of the guys. I turned around and began heading towards the exit, but didn't make it very far because someone collided into me.

I didn't mind at all seeing as how it was Rory, "Whoa Mary, I'll willingly give myself to you – no need to attack me, jeesh," I joked.

"Why do you insist on believing that I want you?" she asked annoyed going to her locker as I followed.

"Look at me," was all I said.

And she did, she put her books away, shut her locker, and she looked at me. From my head to my toes she examined me, "So…?" she said.

"Mary, Mary, Mary, do you see this chiseled face, these gorgeous eyes and the body of a God?" I told her as I lifted my blazer and shirt to show her part of my defined abdominals.

Her eyes stayed on my abs for a bit and then slowly moved up my body and rested on my eyes, "Just because you're hot doesn't mean I'd want to sleep with you."

"What other reasons – wait, you think I'm hot?" I smirked.

She rolled her eyes and we began walking towards the exit, "You know you are, I'm not even going to try and deny it."

"Wow…Rory Gilmore thinks I'm hot," I said as we reached the parking lot.

She arrived at her car and unlocked it, "And Tristan Dugrey thinks I'm hot," she smirked.

My grin grew wider, "How would you possible know that?" I challenged her.

"Because even though you're annoying as hell, you look at me the same way that I look at you," with that being said, she got in her car and drove off, leaving me smiling like an idiot.