Hey Guys! Sorry i've been incomunicado lately - working, life, friends etc etc. Umm, there isn't much of a response for this fic anymore, so if I don't get a response I guess I'll wrap it up or something. Anyway, enjoy this chapter for now, and here are your replies.

Gilmoreintraining: Wow, the reviewers are getting smarter and smarter. You read my mind sugarbabycookiehoney. :)

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Sarahb2007: Lots more LL stuff in this chapter. It's always LL. They're the couple of Gilmore Girls. Who cares about Rory and Logan - I don't. Lol.

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StarsHollow-er: Haha! I know - it's what hesays when he asks Lorelai whether or not he has to do something and she says yes and he's like 'Oh-man!' or when she tells him that something's a formal event. Lol. Love Lorelai and Luke. Thanks for reviewing. Kez.

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Comfort and unexpected neighbours

Lorelai and Luke were laying in the bed of the room they were staying in that night. They'd just gone three rounds and were currently basking in each other's company.

"I love it here," Lorelai said as she and Luke lay sprawled out on the bed together.

"New York?" Luke asked sarcastically.

"Yeah, like… the city – we don't have that bustle and flow in Star's Hollow, it's all mellow and laid back there," she explained.

"Just how I like it," Luke told her.

"Yeah, don't get me wrong, I love it there. It's just… to get away for a couple of days to a completely different scenery is great, don'tcha think?" she asked, craning her neck to get a better look at him.

"Sure," he said, looking down at her and smiling.

"Good," Lorelai said back, casually climbing on top of Luke and kissing him fervently on his lips and cheeks.

"Mmm, I love you," Luke said as Lorelai busied herself on the space between his earlobe and his neck.

"I love you too," she said in between kisses. "Round four?" she asked.

Luke just nodded, knowing exactly what she was talking about. He grabbed a hold of her back with his big manly hands, held her to him and rolled them over. His body hovered over hers as she giggled when Luke tickled her neck with his lips.

Luke ran his right hand from her hip up to cup her breast. He smiled and kissed her passionately on the lips as she returned his quick movements. Luke's other hand then slid gently down her body to part her folds for his easier access to her. She moaned gently and then spread her legs a little wider to grant his access. Luke looked into her eyes as he slowly pushed into her.

Lorelai's eyes widened as Luke's length filled her heat. She pulled Luke down to her, wrapping her left arm around his neck and kissing him. She opened her mouth as soon as she felt Luke's tongue brush against her bottom lip. She smiled through the kisses as she thought about the man she was with, and her life at the moment.

Luke moved in and out of Lorelai slowly. He lifted himself up almost completely disengaging them before quickly plunging back into her, making her moan in absolute delight. Luke kept with the movements, loving how it looked on Lorelai's face.

"Mmm, you're so good at this," Lorelai mumbled before placing a sweet kiss to Luke's chest.

"You've given me all the practice I need," he said, before beginning to kiss her neck.

Lorelai smiled meaningfully. She arched into Luke as she felt her pleasure heightening. Luke watched as she gently moved her head from side to side on the pillow, instigating the start of her orgasm. He slowed his movements a little as his began to build also.

"You're so fucking beautiful," he whispered in her ear as she closed her eyes. Lorelai just smiled. She smiled because he was the sweetest man she knew, and she smiled because she'd gotten him to say the 'f' word in bed.

"Mmm," she moaned into Luke's ear.

Luke teased her nipple, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger before lightly nipping at it, continuing his radical movements in and out of her.

Luke got up and rested on his knees, never breaking contact with Lorelai, looking her straight in the eyes. He then slid his two hands under a thigh each and brought Lorelai closer to him. She wrapped her legs around his back before he hovered over her, balancing his weight on his forearms as he positioned himself so that every time he thrust into her, his shaft rubbed against her clit.

"Oh," Lorelai managed to get out after each thrust.

"You like that?" Luke asked, pounding into her again.

"Oh, yes," she moaned, shutting her eyes tight and thrashing her head against the pillow.

"Tell me," Luke said, laughing at himself for actually asking her to talk in bed.

"Oh I love it when you fuck me," Lorelai said quickly as Luke continued his hard movements.

"Yeah?" he asked, coaxing her to say more.

"And when you touch me," she said. "And when you hold me,"

"Oh," he grunted as his orgasm began to build. "Lorelai,"

"Ohhhh, Luke!" she screamed as he pounded into her the last time before she came.

Luke thrusted into her twice more before he let go and filled her up. He collapsed onto her shoulder. Lorelai reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck, joining her hands at the back and kissing his cheek.

"Holy cow," Lorelai managed to say between giggles. "That was intense,"

"Yeah," Luke agreed, out of breath.

"So… you said the 'f' word," she teased, kissing his neck softly.

"I know," he said nonchalantly.

"I think it's a victory," she teased again.

"Maybe," he said, looking up at her and smiling. "Maybe I should…" he trailed off, gesturing to their still joint bodies.

"Right, right," Lorelai agreed, moving her legs so that Luke could untangle his, disconnect from her and roll onto his side of the bed.

Luke looked at the clock and saw that it was only eleven thirty at night. He shook his head and looked back over at Lorelai.

"Four rounds in two hours?" he asked, amazed.

"We are nothing if not good 'sex-ers'," she joked mercilessly.

Luke curled up behind her and draped an arm over her side, resting on her breast. Lorelai loved how Luke knew he could just touch her in any way he wanted, that he wasn't afraid to just do it. She also love the comfort of him being there, their bodies locked together under the protectiveness of a sheet.

Lorelai grabbed his hand and brought the back of it to her mouth, smiling and pecking it quickly before putting it back where it was. Luke ran his hand over her breast smoothly before they drifted off to sleep together.

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"Luuuuuuke," she whined as she packed her suitcase on the bed.

Luke was still in bed. He was exhausted from their night before and was ignoring all of the attempts from Lorelai to get him out of bed before the check out time. Luke simply grunted, shifted in the bed and returned to sleep.

"Okay, babe?" she said as she walked to his side of the bed and shook him softly.

"What Lorelai?" he asked.

"It's nine fifteen and we have to check out of here by ten," she explained to him, rubbing her hand up and down his naked back.

Lorelai was wearing her juicy sweatpants and a black long-sleeved top that dipped at her chest. Luke opened his eyes slowly and placed a hand on her thigh, just above the knee, pulling her down onto the bed with him.

Lorelai giggled but still complied, sitting next to him on the bed, smiling and looking at him.

"Despite my hatred for New York, I had a great time with you," he said in a groggy tone to Lorelai.

"Well I'm glad," she said, smiling proudly at herself and then getting up to go back to her suitcase.

"I don't know why you bothered to unpack that crap," Luke said as he rolled onto his back and watched Lorelai grab the things from the dressers.

"I like going to a hotel and unpacking my suitcase, I hate living out of suitcases," she explained.

"But we were here for one night?" Luke said.

"I know," she said back, seemingly unaffected by his insinuation that she was crazy.

"Jeez," he said as he lifted himself up to sit on the bed. Lorelai momentarily looked up at him and smiled.

"You're awfully slow this morning, normally you're outa here like speed racer," she joked.

"Let me take my time and bask in the time I have left with my girlfriend when we aren't at home please," he said quietly.

"Remember that we have to stealth it out of here too," Lorelai reminded him.

"Why?" he asked.

"Don't tell me you've forgotten that Mom and Dad are staying at this hotel too," she said, not believing him.

"I don't understand why you didn't just tell them we were staying here," he said as he got out of the bed and walked over to his bag.

Lorelai watched as her naked boyfriend got some boxers, jeans, a white shirt and a blue flannel out of his bag and brought it over to the bed. She smiled at he comfort in front of her as he began to pull the boxers on.

Luke looked up at Lorelai and narrowed his eyebrows. He pulled the boxers on completely and then stood up to look at Lorelai.

"What're you doing?" he asked, looking at her.

"Enjoying the view, jeez," she said, rolling her eyes and packing the rest of her stuff.

"You going home in that?" Luke asked, gesturing to the outfit she'd chosen.

"Yeah, we're not stopping are we?" she asked.

"We don't have to, no." Luke replied.

"Okay, well then they're comfort clothes and I would like to be comfortable on the drive home," she explained.

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Lorelai and Luke were in the lobby checking out.

"And there's five dollars on the mini-bar tab?" the clerk at the counter asked.

Lorelai bit her lip and looked at Luke. Luke was about to tell the clerk that there was nothing taken out of the mini-bar until he looked at Lorelai's guilty expression. He turned to her.

"What'd you eat out of the mini-bar?" he asked, defensively.

"I don't think that's any of your business, Mr. Danes," she joked.

"Jeez," he said, placing a five dollar bill, the two key cards and a small tip on the counter before grabbing their bags and turning around.

As soon as they turned around they were met by Richard and Emily. Lorelai's expression was probably the most priceless thing Luke had ever seen. He laughed on the inside and decided to let Lorelai field the excuses for this one.

"Lorelai, Luke," Emily said, startled.

"What are you doing here?" Richard asked, directed at Luke.

"Ah, well…" Luke tried to think of an excuse, but it just wasn't there.

"We were looking for you," Lorelai interjected.

"Us? Why? Is Rory okay?" Emily asked, on the verge of panic.

"Rory's fine, we just ah… wanted to see what your hotel was like, Luke and I are thinking of coming back for another show sometime – a different show, but another show," she said, nudging Luke in the ribs with her elbow less that discreetly.

"Oh well… I wouldn't come here, they put you in rooms where the couples next door keep you up all night with their shenanigans," Emily said, passing them by and going to the front desk.

Lorelai noticed the number on their key card and cringed when she realised it was the room next to hers and Luke's. Lorelai grabbed his arm and turned to walk out of the lobby.

"See you Friday Mom," she called as they exited the building.

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"I'm sleepy," Lorelai said as they drove home.

"I wonder why," he joked, placing a hand on her knee and rubbing it gently.

"Lay down if you want," Luke said, gesturing to the bench seat that his truck had. Lorelai looked down and across the seat, weighing up whether she would fit and how she would do it. "Put your head on my leg,"

"Why Mr. Danes, I think that is entirely inappropriate," she said with mock class.

"Just do it," Luke said.

Lorelai scooted down the seat and laid her head down so that it was resting on Luke's leg. She curled her legs in so that she fit perfectly down the seat. Luke put his hand on her head, his thumb rubbing through her hair back and forth lightly.

She dozed off pretty quickly and Luke smiled at their ability to be so comfortable around one another. Lorelai shifted and placed her left hand on Luke's leg as a 'cushion' for her head. She went back to sleep instantly.

About an hour later she woke as they went over a speed bump a little too fast for Luke's liking. She felt Luke's hand still on her head and smiled.

"How long have I been asleep?" she asked him, not moving her head.

"About an hour," Luke said.

Lorelai slowly lifted her head off of Luke's knee and giggled at the tiny drool mark she'd left.

"Sorry about that," she said as she started wiping at the spot on his thigh.

"It's okay, I've had your spit in my mouth, I don't think that's going to be a problem," he said, pointing at his leg.

"Ew, don't put it like that," Lorelai said, leaning into the door side of the seat.

"Say it like what?" Luke asked.

"You said 'I've had your spit in my mouth'," she said, "It sounds like you just opened your mouth and I spat in it," she laughed.

"Sorry," he said, pretending to be sad, but leaning over quickly to give her a kiss, to what she complied.

Luke ran his hand down her left arm and intertwined their fingers when he got to her hand. Lorelai moved down the seat a little, to get closer to Luke. She crossed her legs and put their folded hands on her lap.

"You know, I was thinking…" she trailed off lamely, sort of rethinking whether or not she wanted to continue with what she was saying.

"Yeah? You were thinking what?" Luke asked, looking over at her quickly before focussing back on the road.

"Umm… maybe you should move in?" she asked, looking at him with a smile.

"Move in? to your house?" he asked.

"Well yeah, unless you have another girlfriend who's asking you to do the same thing, which I highly doubt given the number of nights you spend at my house anyway," she said, gasping for air at the last of the sentence.

"Really?" he asked, squeezing her hand a little.

"Don't you think it'd be a good idea?" she asked, tightly holding onto his hand and looking at him.

"I do, but… what about Rory?" he asked.

"She's at Yale during the week, and only comes home on some weekends," she explained.

"And you're lonely, right?" Luke teased.

"I'm not lonely, how can I be lonely when I have a boyfriend like you?" she teased back.

"Hey! What's that supposed to mean?" he said, pretending to be offended.

"So what do you think?" she asked.

"It's a huge step," Luke told her.

"A massive step," she agreed. "But I think we're ready,"

"You think you could live with me, 24/7?" Luke asked, looking at her.

"Indeed I do baby," she said playfully.

"Okay, let's do it," he said, smiling.

"Really?" she asked, bouncing up and down excitedly.

Luke nodded his head. "Really."

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The rest of the drive home Lorelai was talking about their upcoming move. She would tell Luke about all the things they could do together now that they'd be living together. She decided that since today was Sunday, she and Luke could bring some of his things over when they got back to the diner, and the rest of his stuff could just make it's way over there as time passes.

Lorelai had also called Rory to inform her of their big decision. Rory was happy for Lorelai, that she'd finally found that person that is everything she wanted. Lorelai squealed into the phone happily and Rory smiled.

They got back to the diner and Lorelai went immediately upstairs while Luke checked on everything with Caesar. Luke followed Lorelai up there five minutes later to find she had pulled all of his flannels out of the closet and put them on the bed.

"How did you do that so fast?" he said, looking at the pile of clothes and some of the other collected hubble she'd decided to take with her.

"I'm excited, I'm on a high," she said.

"All without coffee for an hour," he said, referring to their drive after their stop at a coffee break.

"Yep," she said, proud of herself.

Luke walked over to Lorelai and wrapped his arms around her waist. Lorelai curled her arms behind him and placed her hands on his shoulders.

"I love you so much," Luke said to her before kissing her sweetly on the lips.

"Right back atcha cowboy," she said, before untangling herself from him and grabbing the alarm clock off of the side of the bed, "You'll need that," she said, gesturing to the clock.

Luke simply nodded and walked over to the fridge. He got out a beer, unscrewed the lid and started sipping it, watching as his girlfriend pulled his necessities and placed them on his bed.

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"They'll fit, Luke!" Lorelai said meanly.

"I'm here, you're over there and I'm the one trying to fit them in, you can't just say they're going to fit without evaluating the freakin' situation Lorelai," Luke retorted.

"I don't have too many clothes that some of yours won't fit in there," Lorelai said, walking over to the closet.

"Yes, you do…" he said, gesturing to the closet.

"Put them in the draws then," Lorelai said, walking over to the bed and sitting down.

"Fine," Luke said, bringing the shirts to the bed and beginning to fold.

"Luke, we're already fighting," Lorelai said as she picked at her fingernail quickly.

"I know," he said, placing one of the shirts in the drawer that Lorelai had emptied out originally for his socks.

"That's not good," Lorelai told him.

"Look, it's not good that we're fighting, but we're only fighting because what seems like forever ago, being at the hotel in New York, was only this morning – it's been a long day and we're both cranky," he told her.

"Yeah, that's probably it," she said, getting up and going to her dresser to get out a nightgown.

Lorelai stepped out of her juicy pants and pulled her black top off and slid on a green silky nightgown before slipping into bed. Luke finished with the shirts and pulled off the one he was wearing. He replaced the jeans with sweatpants and crawled under the comforter next to Lorelai.

"I'm sorry," she whispered as she curled into Luke's side.

"Don't sweat it," he whispered back at her.

"Good, I love you, and this is a good thing," she said, about the move.

"I know it is, and I love you too," he said.

And that was the last thing they said to each other before falling asleep.

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Thought we'd have a little giggle in this one (the Emily and Richard thing) lol.

Hope you liked it.

It's cool if you didn't. If you don't like it, don't review it and I'll find a way to wrap it up.

Kez.