A/N: This chapter fits into Packaged Goods Chapter 25 – Missing Bits, Missing Boys. I hope that you enjoy it as much as they did ;)
Back and So Forth and So On…
By the time Luke switched off the bathroom light, Lorelai was already in bed with the covers pulled up to her chin. "It's not cold," he said with a puzzled frown as he climbed into bed next to her.
"I'm practicing hunkering down until my man comes home to protect me," she said with a sly smile. She turned her head to look at him and asked soberly, "Are you gonna miss me? Maybe a little?"
A small smile teased his lips as he said, "I am gonna miss you, probably a lot."
"I can't sleep without you," she whispered.
"You mean the two or three nights out of a year that we spend apart?" he teased.
"Yeah."
"Me either," he admitted. "I may have to have the boys sleep in with me."
"To keep you from crying yourself to sleep with loneliness?" she asked solemnly.
"Yes."
"I get it."
Luke pulled her a little closer and said, "I'll bet there will be one or two extra in your bed."
Lorelai shook her head and said, "Hon, I hardly ever pick up strangers when you're not around."
Luke chuckled and said, "Finally broke you of that habit, huh?"
Lorelai smiled ruefully and asked, "Is it weird that it feels so much better when she's home?"
"No."
"By the time I was her age, she was almost nine," Lorelai whispered.
"Just a few years before I met you," Luke said with a nod.
"Is that possible? How did I do that all by myself? How was there a time that I didn't know you?"
"I dunno. Doesn't seem like it should be, but it is, you did, there was."
"You're gonna come home, right? Jake said you would," she told him sternly.
"We will. Josh asked me earlier if you changed your mind," he told her.
"Yes, I have."
"You'll enjoy your girl time. Just do me one favor?" he asked.
"What?"
"Do not get a matching outfit with your mother. I was having flashbacks to the fashion show thing with the red dress," he chuckled.
"Ah, the Nancy Reagan look. I rocked that dress," Lorelai added with a smug smile.
"Every time I hear that song, all I can see is your mother prancing around on that runway."
"Thanks, now I'm going to have nightmares," Lorelai grumbled as she turned over, pressing her back to his chest.
Luke's smile grew as she pretended to pout. He leaned in close to her ear as ran his hands slowly over her hip as he softly asked, "Will you miss me, Lorelai? Maybe a little?"
"Stop that," she muttered.
"I don't wanna stop," Luke whispered as he kissed her neck, his soft, damp lips tickling her skin as his hand slipped under her pajama top, caressing the curve of her waist.
Lorelai asked, "Are you trying to seduce me?"
"Is it working?"
"Yes." Lorelai hummed softly as he kissed his way down her neck, his fingers tracing lazy circles on her bare stomach. "Lock the door."
Luke was out of the bed like a shot. In two strides he reached the door and turned the lock. When he spun around, he saw Lorelai sit up, her weight still resting on her right hip as she twisted at her waist and pulled the pajama top up over her head. He stood riveted by the sight of her; her dark hair tumbling back to her bare shoulders, the smooth curve of her spine straightening under creamy white skin as she fell back to the pillows. She raised her hips and began to strip off her pajama bottoms as she caught sight of him.
"Change your mind?" she asked as she wriggled out of them.
"No," he managed to say in a low whisper. Galvanized into action, Luke practically tore his t-shirt off, and shucked his sweat pants as he made it to the edge of the bed. Lorelai smiled up at him as he kicked his way free of his clothes and then dove for the bed. He stretched out next to her and pulled gently on her arm, urging her back onto her side.
Lorelai complied with only a murmured, "What are you doing?"
"Shh," he answered, curling his naked body behind her and pulling her close to him.
Lorelai smiled and relaxed into him, her back resting against the solid warmth of his chest, her bottom pressing against the insistent heat of his erection. Luke's legs moved against hers, the rough hair rasping against her smooth skin until he worked one knee between her legs, letting her trap him there. She could feel him breathing. Steadily pulling air into his lungs, but exhaling with a tiny little waver as her foot traveled over his calf.
Warm and moist, Luke's breath stirred her hair, raising the tiny little prickles of awareness at the nape of her neck. His arm anchored her to him, heavy, strong and unyielding. "I'm gonna miss you," he said in a soft, raspy voice.
Lorelai covered his hand with hers, entwining their fingers as she smiled and said, "I'll miss you too."
He nuzzled her neck, pushing her hair aside with his nose and then planting a single soft wet kiss to the back of her neck. She shivered, pressing back into him as if seeking his warmth, her bottom rubbing against the hard length of him as a reminder that she hadn't forgotten why the door had been locked. Luke opened his mouth, pressing his lips to her neck, and letting his tongue play over her skin teasingly.
"Kiss me," Lorelai whispered.
"No," he replied mildly.
"No?" she asked, shocked.
"No." Luke leaned into her, the weight of his body pressing her forward onto her stomach.
Lorelai frowned as she rolled over. "You love kissing," she reminded him.
"Yes."
She blinked in confusion as she pressed her cheek to her pillow and pulled her other arm out from under her. Luke immediately claimed possession of her hand, threading his fingers and stretching their arms out and up, burying them under the pillows and pinning them there. He pressed into her, letting his full weight push her into the mattress. Lorelai moaned softly as his lips grazed her neck once more and his cock nestled into the crevice of her ass. She ground into the mattress in response to the pressure, instinctively seeking the friction she needed. His breath came hot and fast, washing over her neck and ear as he rubbed against her, pushing her down each time she circled her hips.
Teasing glances of kisses made the hair on her neck ripple, her breasts pushed into the bed, trapped beneath their combined weight. Luke fingers tightened on hers as she began to undulate a little faster. His breath hitched, catching in his throat for a moment, and then escaping him in a ragged rush. He encouraged her with the barest of kisses, heating her skin with each exhalation.
"Beautiful," he whispered in her ear.
"I want to see you," she whispered back.
Luke shook his head slightly and then brushed a kiss to her shoulder, thrusting against her bottom more urgently. "No freckles yet," he whispered.
"What?"
Luke kissed her shoulder again, this time a little more firmly. "They're there, but faded. Soon you'll be out in the sun, and they'll be back. I love them," he whispered softly.
"Make love to me," she ordered.
"I am." Luke closed his eyes and focused on the smooth skin of her back trapped beneath his chest and stomach. She moved beneath him, frustrated by the fear that she might not get what she wanted, and at the same time, aroused by his teasing. "Can I make you come like this?" he wondered aloud.
"Luke," Lorelai groaned, and tried to free her fingers from his grasp.
Luke tightened his hold on her and whispered in that low gravelly voice, "No kissing, no touching, no licking, no sucking. Will you come, Lorelai?"
"Yes," she answered before the thought even registered.
"Can't you feel me touching you? My hands on you? Squeezing you." Luke drew in a ragged breath as she clenched her ass squeezing his cock. He pressed harder, grinding her into the mattress. "I'll think about you. Licking you, that soft spot between your breasts."
Lorelai moaned in frustration and struggled to free one hand, but Luke held fast. "Do it," she ordered.
"Sucking you. Pulling you into my mouth," he continued, undeterred. "I wanna taste you."
"God, Luke," she whispered in frustration.
"I like to make your nipples hard," he said breathlessly. "I love to suck them." He circled his hips and then thrust against her, stroking the shaft of his cock between the soft cheeks of her ass. "Are you wet? Do you want me?"
"Yes, yes."
Luke groaned as he continued to thrust against her. "I could just slip it in," he growled. "I could be in you right now."
"Please."
"No."
"Luke," she groaned.
"My tongue could be in you," he murmured, grazing her ear with his lips. Lorelai closed her eyes as a rush of heat coursed through her veins. "I could press my tongue into you, oh, until you come. You taste so good," he whispered.
"Ugh," Lorelai choked as she rubbed against the bed wantonly. "Yes," she moaned as she felt her climax unfurling, soft and slow and maddeningly unsatisfying.
"You're coming," he whispered in an awed tone as he felt her tense beneath him, reaching for her pleasure, straining to grab onto it.
"Unh."
"Mm hmm," Luke groaned. Her muscles were still tense as she tried to let go, her fingers clamping his as she curled them all into her palms.
When she began to relax, Luke worked his hands free from hers and pushed back to knee between her legs. His cock throbbed with pent up need, but his hands were gentle as they massaged the base of her neck. His fingertips smoothed over her shoulders, pressing into the taut muscles, and kneading them until they grew lax. He ran his hands greedily down her back, letting them follow the curve of her waist and down over the span of her hips before pressing them into the small of her back. Lorelai moaned, and he ran them slowly up the column of her spine, smiling as a small squeak of relief escaped her lips.
He pressed his mouth to the base of her neck and began to kiss his way down her back, his tongue tickling bumps of her vertebrae as he made his leisurely journey. He pressed tender kisses to the tiny indentations just above the curve of her bottom and then allowed his teeth to scrape teasingly over one velvety soft cheek. Luke rocked back on his heels and pressed his hands into the sweet spot at the base of her spine. He leaned in, allowing his weight to apply pressure as he said, "I love your back. I don't pay enough attention to it. I'm sorry."
Lorelai chuckled softly and whispered, "S'okay."
"No, no it's not," Luke murmured. "There's something about it. The shape of you," he mused as his hands made a torturously slow journey up her back again.
When he reached her shoulders, he planted one hand on either side of her head and stretched out over her again, covering her body with his. His thighs pressed into hers, bracketing her legs between his. The soft hair on his chest belied the hard muscle beneath it, cushioning her skin as he lowered his full weight onto her once more. "Mine," he whispered in her ear.
"Yes," she was able to eek out.
"I'm going to kiss you now," he warned. "I'm gonna kiss every bit of you."
"Okay."
Luke nodded and then nuzzled her ear before pressing up on his hands. When Lorelai started to shift to turn over, he pressed down on her to stop her. "Stay there," he whispered. "I'm starting back here because the front is always too distracting," he teased.
Lorelai's lips curved into a smile as she said, "I see."
Luke pressed soft, wet kisses to her shoulder, letting them string along as his lips moved across her back. "Taste good," he murmured against her skin as he moved back to the center and trailed soft kisses down her spine. His hands moved constantly, stretching up over her shoulders to her arms, sliding back down to skim the curve of her waist. When he made it down to her bottom once more, he rested on his heels, watching as he caressed and squeezed the soft, white flesh, his fingers curling into her as he parted her cheeks with his thumbs.
Lorelai emitted a low moan as his thumbs traced the crevice of her ass, slowly inching their way to the warm, damp folds below. When he stopped just shy, grazing the lips of her sex with those tantalizing fingers as he pulled away, she grunted her displeasure. Luke smiled and said, "Almost crossed the line there."
He moved to the foot of the bed as he kissed, licked and sucked his way down the back of her right thigh. After pausing to tickle the sensitive skin at the back of her knee with his tongue, he rose up a bit and began the same process all over again on the left side. Alternating from one leg to the other, Luke covered the remaining ground, forcing Lorelai to wonder if he could possibly move any slower. After taking one last satisfying nip at her calf, Luke raised her foot and trailed his tongue along her instep. Lorelai jumped and tried to wriggle away, but his long fingers closed around her ankle.
He gave it a playful little tug before releasing it and saying in a low, throaty voice, "Turn over."
Lorelai quickly rolled onto her side and shot him a look as she muttered, "I thought you'd never ask."
Luke smirked as she flipped onto her back and flung one arm dramatically up over her head. "Told you I would. You didn't believe me?"
Lorelai smiled as she watched him stroke her legs from her knees to her ankles. "Impatient. Come here," she said as she beckoned to him.
Luke smiled as he wrapped his fingers around her slim ankles, his eyes locked on her as she half-sighed and half-moaned in anticipation, bracing herself to receive the same delicious torment all over again. Instead, Luke lifted her feet from the bed and pushed her legs up, bending her knees as he leaned forward and dragged his tongue the length of her sex. Lorelai gasped and then purred her thanks as she reached down and pushed her fingers into his soft hair, holding him there where she most wanted him.
Luke nipped teasingly at her clit with his lips, smiling with satisfaction as her knees fell open in a blatant invitation for him to take what he wanted. He drew the swollen flesh into his mouth and sucked gently, teasing her with his tongue as she circled her hips enticingly. His tongue coursed over her hot, wet flesh, driving her up with each stroke, drinking her in as he lapped at her hungrily. He pressed his tongue to her entrance and pushed into her, groaning his mounting desire as he tasted her.
Lorelai bucked at him wildly, her fingers clutching his hair as she panted soft words of encouragement. "Yes, oh yes," she whispered to the ceiling. Her breath came in short gasps as he pulled his tongue out and circled her clit. He sucked fervently, thrusting first one and then two fingers into her. Lorelai cried out softly and then began to ride him. "Don't stop," she whispered desperately. When Luke lifted his head, she shook hers adamantly, "I said don't!"
He smiled, pushing himself up on one arm as he continued to thrust his fingers into her, unwilling to give up any part of her that he had conquered. "I got ahead of myself," he murmured as he pressed his mouth to the quivering muscles of her stomach.
"Go back, go back."
Luke simply shook his head and kissed his way up to her breast. Without preamble, he took her nipple into his mouth and bit down on it gently, letting his teeth play over the hardened tip as he continued to stroke her. He looked up at her briefly, and then closed his eyes as he drew on her nipple deeper into his mouth, engulfing it with his lips. He suckled deeply as she lifted her hips to meet each thrust.
Lorelai's fingers tightened on the back of his neck as she panted, "In me, oh God, I want you in me." Luke slowly pulled his fingers from her heat and then lifted his head to look at her. Lorelai sucked in a breath when she saw the raw desire that darkened his eyes. "I want you inside of me," she said softly.
Luke rose up, positioning himself at her entrance as he continued to stare down at her. Lorelai caught her bottom lip between her teeth, and braced on hand on the center of his back, urging him down onto her. Luke resisted a bit and then asked, "You gonna miss me, Lorelai?"
"Like crazy," she answered truthfully.
With that, Luke lowered his lips to hers and captured them in a kiss drenched in tender longing. Lorelai moaned against his lips, and parted hers. She took him in, welcoming his tongue as the head of his cock sank slowly into her. Luke pulled back to catch his breath and Lorelai whispered, "Kiss me, kiss me, you always have to kiss me."
And kiss her he did, his tongue sweeping into her mouth as he pushed into her. With each thrust, Lorelai's tongue met his, circling him, pulling him deeper and deeper into her mouth, into her. As his hips moved faster, Luke pulled back slightly, his lips lingering against hers as he struggled for breath. "I," he managed to gasp before falling into her kiss once more.
Lorelai's hands framed his face, holding him there as she tasted herself on his lips and tongue. She clamped her thighs against his, signaling without a word that he had found it, that perfect rhythm, that magic spot where every movement meant mindless pleasure. "I love you," she whispered raggedly between soft, frantic kisses.
"Lorelai," he rasped, increasing his pace.
"Oh, so much better," she breathed as she felt her climax building.
Each movement became almost unbearable as they hurtled toward the inevitable. Each thrust of his hard cock inside of her left her aching for more. Lorelai wrapped her legs around him, lifting her hips and pulling him deeper as she kissed him hungrily. Her mouth moved over his blindly, catching the corner of his lips, the soft center of them, and the frantic heat of his tongue. She captured his bottom lip between her teeth, holding him there as he gasped as she bit down. He heard that soft whimper that told him that she was close, and squeezed his eyes shut as she tightened around him, holding him just where she needed him. He drew his injured lip into his mouth and sucked on it as he fought back his release, wanting to ride out hers first.
Lorelai whispered his name as her nails dug into his scalp. Nonsensical words of pleasure and completion tumbled from her lips as he continued to stroke her steadily. And, only when he felt her grow soft and pliant, did he take what he needed. Luke slid his hands under her bottom, lifting her up as he drove into her recklessly, lost in the pull of their joined bodies. With a guttural groan, he let go, filling her with a flood of heat that overwhelmed him. He collapsed onto her, letting her cradle him in her arms as she kissed his hair, and murmured soothing words in a breathless voice.
When he felt like he could move again, Luke lifted his head and kissed her sweetly. "Go with us, you can do the bit where you ride on the front of the boat like the Viking thing."
Lorelai smiled as she lifted her lips for another kiss, running her fingers through his hair and then down over his broad shoulders. "I have to go have tea with the dollies."
"Then I'll go with you. I like tea more than you do."
"Go fish, and eat Corn Nuts. I'll be here waiting for you when you get back," she promised.
"I hate leaving you. I hate even going to work most days," he confessed.
Lorelai's lips curved into a pleased smile. "Sweet, sappy boy," she whispered.
"It's even harder after, uh, this," he said as he glanced down at their naked bodies pressed tightly together. "Hang on," he said as he slid his arms under her and rolled them over so that she was on top. He pushed her hair back from her face and gave her a winning smile as he admitted in a deep, gruff voice, "Usually when it has been like this I'm busy trying to get like this."
"I know," she said smugly as she shifted to her side and nestled into his neck.
They lay quietly, his fingers trailing lazily over her back as she rubbed circles over the soft hair on his stomach, their legs tangled together under the blankets she yanked up to their waists. Their breathing grew softer and more even, and Lorelai's eyes drifted shut as she asked, "You have sunscreen?"
"Yeah, but I don't think it's gonna be that hot."
"The boys, your nose," she murmured.
"Got it."
Lorelai's hand slowed as she pressed a soft kiss to his chest and snuggled a little closer. "Make Dad wear a hat," she mumbled.
"Okay."
Luke glanced down at her and then closed his eyes, telling himself that they would get up and get dressed in just a few minutes. He ran his fingers through her tangled hair, letting it filter slowly from them as she sighed softly. A minute later his hand stilled on her back; holding her firmly to him.