[Part two

The shiver I felt beneath my hands reminded me that she was standing almost naked before me in a flat that wasn't renouned for its warmth. I took a step back, letting my hands trail alongs her arms before droppig them to my sides while my eyes travelled over her pale form. She truely was a goddess sent down to torment us mere mortals. When my eyes rose to her face I saw her cheeks flushed a rose pink, indicating her embarrassment. Unbelievable. This now blushing nypmh was the same one who had been sat wantonly upon my bed ready to do unspeakable things to me and with me. Without even realising it I had taken a step forward so that the heat from her body seeped through my clothes.

My eyes stayed locked on hers and I saw the uncertainty hovering there, while she licked her lips. My eyes intstantly followed the movement of her tongue, watching as her pink lips began to glisten in wake of her tongue. My eyes jumped back upto hers and she seemed to take an intake of breath, holding it as my head drew closer to hers. Once again leting my eyes rest upon her lips I opened my own and placed a gentle kiss against hers. Her breath escaped on a shaky exhale as she closed her eyes, her eyelids fluttering against my cheeks like a soft whisper. Her hands laced themselves around my neck as my hands tangled themselves within her silken tresses. The kiss was so gentle and soft and she began straining against me to deepen it; to add more passion, longing and wanting.

But she wasn't in control here, I was. Taking her bottom lip between mine I began a gentle suction on it before administering a soft nibble and then letting it go. I removed her hands from around my neck, feeling her slight resistance before she eventually let go, her eyes glazed over as she gazed back at me while I stepped back from her temping body.

"You need to get dressed Rory. Then we need to talk."

The glazed look in her eyes disappeared in a flash as my words registered in her mind and once again rejection began to dominate her emotions. Quickly I stepped forward and pressed a hard kiss against her lips that left us both breathless before I pulled away and made my way to the fridge, a beer was looking mightly good right about now.

About ten minutes went by before she decided to brave venturing out of my room to face me. There was no way I was going in to fetch her out to talk. If she was serious about this whole thing then she was gointo to come to me. Think of it was the first lesson if you will.

The first thing I noticed was that she was avoiding my eyes. I watched amused as she gazed at everything and yet nothing as she tried in vain to not meet my gaze. It took me a while to realise that she was waiting for me to talk, but I was quite content to watch her squirm for a while longer. Having the upper hand against Rory did amazing things to a guy's ego. That and knowing she wanted you. As far as I saw it life was good at that moment, very good. Taking pity I stood up and took her hand, leading her over to the old, brown sofa Luke possessed, sitting while pulling her down so that she was partically on top of me.

She quickly moved herself off me, moving to sit at the other end of the couch, but I was having none of it and pulled her back until she was tucked up againt my side, my arm going round her shoulders. At first she was stiff against me, refusing to allow herself to relax against my body, but as I began running my hand up and down her arm, she gradually relaxed against me, her head coming to rest against my chest, both of us content to just enjoy the silence and rest againt each other. However all goof things come to an end and I knew I had to be the one to end it.

"This shouldn't happen Rory. I mean besides the obvious fact that you have a boyfriend who cares about you, there's the added fact that someone's gonna get hurt."

"Please Jess, no one's gonna get hurt. I'm not some little girl who doesn't understand how the world works. I discovered the real world the first day I started Chilton, I can handle anything you dish out."

She might have been able to, but I sure as hell wouldn't.

"What do you mean when you started Chilton? Why would that open your eyes to the world?"

"'Coz that's the first time I meet Tristan." She seemed to have gone off into her own world, 'coz she didn't feel my body tense up as soon as she mention his name, probably thinking about this Tristan guy.

"So what? I'm just the stand in guy till you get this Tristan guy?" My voice was as neutral as I could make it and it seemed to get through to her, seeing as she immediately dismissed my theory.

"Geez Jess, give me a bit more credit than that. Tristan was the first guy to………… awaken me sexually." The blush that graced her cheeks would have been cute at any other time, now, well it served as a reminder that she didn't want me, not really.

"I mean at first I just thought it was hate and anger due to the way he always used to tease me. The guy was literally the bane of my existance. But after a while I began to realise that I wanted him. Simple as that. And that scared me, 'coz on one hand here's this guy whom I was meant to hate and yet there I was lusting after his body and on the other there's this guy I'm meant to love, yet he doesn't do it for me to be quite frank."

I would have found her rambling amusing but there was something else that she'd let slip that had to be addressed, I wouldn't have been me if I didn't pick up on it and it was the last part that surprised me. "Bag boy doesn't do it for you? He doesn't turn you on? Get your engines revivng? Light your fire? Huh, who would have thought that bag boy was incapable of igniting passion within his girl. That's just sad, I mean is he actually a guy? He does have a penis right?"

She continued as if I hadn't spoken, "Tristan goes away and I'm left with Dean again……… then you come along and you awaken the same…….. need in me that Tristan did. Only where as the effect he created was something small, yours is all comsuming, over whelming me until I wake up at night moaning your name…….. and I can't believe I just told you that."

Neither could I…………. Now that's something I'd never have guessed: Rory Gilmore, town princess and all time innocent had wet dreams, and not just any wet dreams, no, I had the staring role. I shifted uncomfortably where I sat as my jeans became a little too constricting. I had to clear my throat twice before I was able to speak in a voice that wasn't high pitched, "Come Ror, let's think about this. What's gonna happen when everyone finds out.?" She instantly opened her mouth to discredit my words, only my finger on her lips silencing her protests, "Don't be so naïve as to think that they're not gonna find out. I mean if you really think that no one's gonna find out then there's no way in hell we're starting this, 'coz it just proves how………innocent you still are, not to mention naive."

Some sort of defiance rose in her eyes as she allowed my finger to slip between her lips and gently began sucking on it. Just that action had my control slipping as it conjured up images of other things she could be sucking on. Her eyes started determindly into mine and I knew she knew the effect she was having on me. I slipped my finger out from between her lips, my eyes involuntarily closng as she scraped her teeth along my fingers pad. For long moments we just sat there staring at each other, both of us lost in our own thoughts.

"O.k." "O.k what?" I raised my eyebrow, not bothering to reply as I stared at her intensely, no way could she have fogotten what we'd just been talking about so easily. "Oh…..Oh……ummmmm, shall we get started then?"

"Naw, feeling kinda hungry, you up for some ice cream?" Surprise etched across her face as she stared at me in disbelief while I raided the poor excuse for a fridge Luke kept in the apartment. Not finding anything I made my way down to the diner, scoring the kitchen until I found some freshly made apple pie, still warm from the oven, and vanilla ice cream, grabbing both items, two forks and a spoon I made my way back upstairs. She hadn't moved from her position on the couch, only bringing her feet up tucked underneath her. Not saying anything I placed everything down on the table infront of the couch before returning to my original position seated next to her.

I scooped some of the ice cream onto the side of the plate, handing her the spoon when I'd finished, knowing she'd want to lick the ice cream off and she didn't disappoint. Her eyes held mine while she deminstrated how her oral talents, not that I wasn't already convinced from her actions before. Turning away from her mouth I picked up a fork watching as it sunk into the pie smoothly, before picking up some ice cream and holding it out to her. Again a surprisd expression crossed her face as she removed the spoon and open her mouth for me to place the fork in, my hand shaking slightly as I watched her lips close over the fork and slide back, desperately wishing it was something else she was sliding back from.

Repeating the process for myself, we managed to finish the pie and then the slowly melting ic cream. I don't know how long we spent up in the apartment but the sound of voices coming up the stairs seemed to disrupt the little hjaven we seemed to have created around us. Signing, she pushed herself away from my side, opting instead to lean against the other side of the couch arm, languously stretching like some deeply content kitten. Only the gleam in her eyes, when I'd finally lifted mine from her breasts pressed thin against her top and the skin she'd revealed at her midriff and locked eyes with her, let me know that unlike a small kitten she was aware of what thoughts her actions casued to the male of her species.

Chuckling at her suggestive grin I leaned back as Lorelai and Luke burst through the door, obviously thinking they'd walk in on some sort of sexual acivity. The embarrassed looks on their faces as they took in the two of us at opposite ends of the couch and the now empty plate brought a smirk to my face. Lorelai quickly began spouting this rubbish about Rory being needed at home, all the while shooting me suspicious glances, if only she knew it wasn't with the intentions of devirginising her daughter, but Rory herself. Luke began making his way back down stairs, Lorelai following. Rory rose up and I followed her, grabbing her arm before she actually made it out of the door.

"Keep your window unlocked." She gazed at me for several seconds before Lorelai called her to hurry up. Nodding her head she turned and made her way downstairs.

Glancing round the room I couldn't help but run my hand through my hair as I stared at the empty plate and cutlurey on the table. Going into my room I saw her bra laying innocently on top of my pillow. Grinning to myself I picked it up…… Oh yeah, life was good.