The reconciliation of Stars Hollow's favorite couple fell extremely short to the talk that encompassed the pending marriage of said couple. Tourists coming in that week were quickly filled into the goings on of the diner and inn owner and instantly fell in love with the circumstances surrounding their relationship. The wedding was to be a big to do with all of the town being invited and not a soul crazy enough to miss it. The town had fell in love with the couple quicker than they had fallen for one another and it had taken almost eleven long years to finally get this couple hitched. Pools were now closed on the wedding date with the lively Kirk being the winner and new pools were being opened as to how long it would take Lorelai to become pregnant (and according to Babette it wouldn't take a month with all that she had heard).
Along with the good however came the bad, which consisted of the conversation held by the couple and Luke's former lover. No digging on the part of Babette or Patty was needed, a simple question to Lorelai provided them with all said conversation. While there was still shared hostility between the people April would be a flower girl and would be permitted to get to know her father…and step-mother, much to both Luke and April's pleasure, April having taken an instant liking to Lorelai the night of her birthday party.
As for the couple themselves they had become inseparable, both refusing bachelor/bachelorette parties, much to the disappointment of Stars Hollow. Which brings us now to Friday night, the night before the wedding of the century, one to be talked about for years to come.
Unlike most pre-wed couples, Luke and Lorelai chose to spend this night, the night before their wedding, together. They had also agreed that they would sleep together but there was to be no hanky panky. They had at first agreed to go for a week, making their wedding night all the more special. That plan was evaded after one night however, the next morning having been, for lack of a better word…gratifying.
The smell of her encompassed him, the feel of her bare skin against his making him feel whole again, in the most intense manner. He let his fingers slowly trail down the sides of her arms, smiling as he felt her shift against him, pushing herself towards the object of his affection. She turned quickly to him, enveloping him in a heated kiss matched only in intensity by his returned fervor. She moved her hands down to his boxers, the only article of clothing he had hopped into bed the night before in. Foolish mistake.
"I…I thought…we were…we weren't going…to do this." She manages to gasp between kisses.
"Rules were meant to be broken." He replied simply, the lust in his eyes making it too damn difficult for her to refuse. "Unless you don't want them broken."
"After what we've been through…" His index finger on her wet lips silenced her, a look of mutual adoration shining through in both pairs of baby blues.
"There will be no morning for the rest of my life that I don't make love to you." He informed her quietly.
"What about the rest of the day?" She asked teasingly.
"Everyday." He promised. "At any given opportunity." He promised her, rolling over and pulling her protectively into him.
"I'll hold you to that."
"You better." He smiled, leaning down and kissing her so sweetly that she could literally feel her heart melting in a pool inside of her chest.
"I love you Luke."
"I love you more." He replied, the need for words becoming void as his hands began to slide off the silk teddy that she had teased him with the night before. As the sun rose on Stars Hollow they made sweet love, not caring about the responsibilities being ignored by them, the only responsibility of that moment being the complete worship of one another…
The lovemaking had not stopped since that morning since both claimed and whole heartedly agreed that they were excellent together and who's to say that fasting "that" would make their wedding night more special? Hell, to them a book should be dedicated to their deeds, that was how good they were. Tonight however they had finally settled it, both exhausted from work and ready to sleep they climbed the stairs to their room.
Stripping down and falling onto the bed they moved to settle against one another, content with the contact of their bodies. Sliding his arms around her waist and pulling her to him he felt her relax to his touch and placed a kiss on her shoulder blade before resting his chin there. Her hands snaked up to his, their fingers entwining beneath the sheets and she once again felt her heart rate increase. Playing with his index fingers she sighed, knowing that when she woke in the morning he would not be there, like previously agreed upon. They had decided to hold with tradition at least that much. Luke being an early riser naturally helped as well with both agreeing to meet at the town square where their wedding was to be held. Pulling herself closer to him she looked down to his left hand where the gold band would forever brand him as hers and she smiled, knowing that with no other man she would ever be this…happy.
He felt her move into him, felt her sigh of contentment as her fingers traced his. He felt her smile into his shoulder as she turned to come face to shoulder with him, her warm breath making goosebumps appear on his naked flesh. He squeezed her tight against him, her right leg wrapping itself around his body as she settled in for the night. This was the last place in the world he thought he'd be no more than three weeks ago. The feeling of her against him was one that he had convinced himself would never happen again and yet here they were. The night before their wedding, holding one another as if it were the last time they would ever have the opportunity. Their love had managed to endure the past few weeks, they were meant to be together and Luke now knew that. More than anything in the world he knew his love for her was everlasting. Luke Danes had never been a man to believe in destiny believing that you were the captain of your life but now more than ever he knew that there was something, someone out there somewhere who had brought them together. Knowing this he smiled into her hair, knowing now more than ever that they were made for one another and that nothing could tear them down.
