A/N: Like Mrs. Kim, this story is in my head! Here's a smuffy little bedtime story for you before I trundle off to bed.
A Sign of Things to Come
Luke sat on the end of the bed, deep in thought, rubbing his fingers against the palm of his other hand nervously as he processed what Sookie had said. He knew his feelings for Lorelai were probably obvious. Liz knew, Sookie knew, and if he was honest with himself, the whole damn town probably knew, but did Lorelai know? That was the question. And if she did know, would she welcome those feelings? He thought so. He hoped so. He just wished he knew for sure.
He was jolted from his reverie by a soft tapping on the door. He jumped up to open it, and found Lorelai standing on the other side with a small basket over her arm. "Turn down service," she said with a smile.
Luke could not have stopped the answering smile from spreading across his face if he tried. He stepped back and said, "Come in." He watched her walk by and then added, "Unless you plan to turn me down. If that's the case, you should just turn right around," he said teasingly.
Lorelai plucked a small wrapped package from the basket and asked, "Pillow mint?"
Luke raised an eyebrow and countered with, "Kiss hello?"
Lorelai dropped the mint back into her basket and said, "Much better idea." She let the basket fall to the floor and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling his head down to kiss him tenderly. "Thank you for coming," she said softly, rubbing her nose against his.
Luke smiled and said, "I'm glad you're okay with it. About forty minutes from here I started to get really nervous," he admitted.
"You did?" she asked, surprised.
"Yeah, well, it's kind of hard to keep a low profile around here," he said hesitantly. "I wasn't sure where we could go, or what we could do. I didn't think that far ahead. I just kept driving. And then, I got snarled up in the end of weekend traffic coming back from the coast, and I started thinking maybe it wasn't such a good idea," he said as he brushed her hair over her shoulder.
"I think it was an excellent idea," she told him as she stretched up to kiss him again. "So, you ready to go swipe some swimming suits?" she asked.
Luke smiled uncomfortably and asked, "About that, could we not go to the beach?"
"Sure, why not?" she asked.
"I'm just not much of a beach guy," he said rubbing his neck. "We can still go to the coast, walk around check things out," he offered.
"Okay, that's fine," she said with a nod. "Let's do that," she said as she toyed with the button on his shirt. "Hey, do you want to move your truck around back?" she asked.
"Why?" he asked with a frown.
"So it's not parked out there," she said with a shrug. "It's pretty conspicuous," she told him.
Luke stepped back from her, and Lorelai's hands fell uselessly to her sides. "Conspicuous?" he asked. "You want me to go hide my truck?" he asked incredulously.
"No, it's just, everyone knows what your truck looks like, Luke," she pointed out.
"You don't think it might be less conspicuous parked out there with our other guest's cars, than pulled behind the stables?" he asked, getting agitated.
"I don't know," she said softly. "What's wrong?" she asked as she moved around, trying to get him to meet her eyes. "Luke?" she asked, grabbing his shoulders firmly.
"I don't want to hide!" he said angrily.
"Okay," she said releasing him and stepping back.
"I mean, I'm not about to rent the I love Lorelai and Lorelai loves me sign for the square that Sookie suggested, but I don't want to hide," he said working his way into the rant.
"Sookie? What sign?" Lorelai asked trying to catch up.
"I shouldn't have to! I'm not doing anything wrong!" he yelled. "I need to know, Lorelai! If you have any reservations about you and me, I need you to tell me now," he said as he pointed emphatically to the floor. He looked up at her and asked in a low voice, "Are you ashamed to be with me?"
"Luke, no!" she said shaking her head vehemently.
"I mean, I don't drive a nice car, and I don't have a lot of money. I have some, but not a lot," he said as he thought it through. "I know I'm not the type of guy you usually date, I've seen plenty of them," he said snidely, throwing his arms up in the air and starting to pace the room. "I mean, who am I? I'm just some schmuck who runs a diner in a teeny tiny town! I was born here, and I'm gonna die here, Lorelai. I don't even dress well. I never have. Mainly because I couldn't care less," he said as an aside, "but look at me!" he said as he held his arms out. "I'm a Goddamn mess," he ranted. "I didn't even shave today. I knew I was seeing you, why didn't I shave?" he asked her.
"Luke!" she shouted.
"I hate shaving," he said as he shook his head, planting his hands on his hips. "If there's one thing I hate about being a guy, it's the damn shaving. I'd let the stupid thing grow in if I didn't dread of all the stupid Grizzly Adams and Paul Bunyan jokes I'd have to hear!" he muttered as he gestured angrily to his face. "Well, at least I left the hat there, right?" he asked with a bitter laugh.
"Hey, hey," she said, catching his arm and pulling him to a halt. When he opened his mouth again, she clamped her hand over it and hissed, "Now you listen to me." She waited, holding her hand over his mouth until his eyes met hers. "Are you listening?" she asked. When he nodded she said, "Listen good. I am not ashamed to be with you. My God, I was going out of my mind today when I thought our plans were falling through. I don't want you to hide. I just thought you would be more comfortable if we didn't flaunt this around the town," she explained. "You know how they are," she said softly. "Once we're public knowledge, we're front page news, baby," she said shaking her head. "I am not ashamed of you, I," she paused and took a deep breath. "I care about you very much," she said sincerely. "I want to be with you. When I heard your voice tonight, my heart jumped, you know?" she asked softly. "I'm so happy that you're here," she told him gently. "So happy," she finished.
Luke covered her hand with his and pressed his lips to it, looking deep into her eyes. As he pulled her hand away from his mouth, he asked, "Are you sure?"
Lorelai kept her eyes locked on his as she said, "I have never been more sure of anything or anyone in my life."
Luke opened his mouth to speak, but the words wouldn't come. Instead, he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her to him, holding her pressed against him as he lowered his head and kissed her passionately, pouring it all into her. As he parted her lips and thrust his tongue into her mouth, she clung to his shoulders, feeling his anger, his fear, and his ardent need seeping into her. He tore his mouth from hers and began raining hot kisses over her face and neck as he whispered raggedly, "Oh Lorelai."
"My Luke," she answered softly as she held tightly to his shoulder, her other hand cupping the nape of his neck as he ravaged her tender skin.
He slipped his hands up under her blouse, seeking the warm skin he ached to touch as he pressed his lips to the hammering pulse in her neck and said, "I need you."
"I'm right here," she answered as she squeezed her hand between them and started working the buttons on his shirt, trying to step back a little to get better access, but Luke kept her pressed firmly against him. "Off," she whispered, and he relented, creating a tiny amount of space between them to allow her room to maneuver. His hands went to her hair, plunging into her curls and holding her head in a tight grip as he angled his head and kissed her heatedly, his tongue circling hers and drawing it into his mouth. Lorelai finished unbuttoning his flannel and pushed it to his shoulders, tugging on his arms to get him to lower them so that she could strip it off. He conceded, but immediately started working on the tiny buttons on her blouse, fumbling slightly in his haste until he parted the material and pushed it over her shoulders, caressing the creamy skin without lifting is lips from hers. Lorelai pulled back and then lunged for his neck, opening her mouth and running her tongue over his scruffy skin. She drew that skin into her mouth and sucked hard as his hands found her breasts, covering them possessively, and squeezing her through her bra. She bit his earlobe a little too roughly, causing him to draw in a sharp breath. "Sorry," she whispered in his ear, her warm breath making him shiver.
"Don't be," he rasped as he pressed his lips to the hollow of her throat and licked teasingly as he walked her back to the wall and pressed into her urgently. He slid down, his lips coursing over her smooth skin as he dropped to his knees, brushing the strap of her bra from her shoulder and pulling the cup down roughly so that he could get to her. He wrapped his lips around her nipple and sucked hard as his hand quickly unhooked the bra, letting it fall to the ground between them. Lorelai moaned deeply and ran her hands through his hair, urging him on. His hand moved back around to unbutton her pants as he continued to suckle her. He unzipped them and smoothed them down her hips as he lifted his lips to move to the other side. "Is this what you want?" she asked in a gravelly voice. He looked up at her and said, "Late at night, when you're talking to me, teasing me. Is this what you want, Lorelai?" he asked again as he drew her nipple into his mouth, laving it with his tongue. He sucked deeply before released her pressing his face to her stomach before he looked up at her, taking in her hard, jutting nipples, her swollen red lips and finally her dazed blue eyes. "Look at me, Lorelai. I'm on my knees," he whispered, his voice breaking.
"Luke," she whispered, caressing his face gently.
"If this is what you want, you've got it," he said raggedly. "I'll do whatever you want," he told her, his eyes dark and pleading.
"Come up here to me," she said softly. Luke stood up, his eyes never leaving hers as he stood in front of her, his arms hanging to his sides. Lorelai shook her head slowly and said, "That's not what I want. I want you. You and me together." She ran her finger over his lips and said, "I don't want you to be anything but who you are. My Luke," she said with a small smile. "I want you just the way you are," she said firmly.
Luke smiled at her sadly and shrugged a little as he said in a raw voice, "This is who I am. This has been who I am since the first time you walked into my diner."
"I love you," she said in a rush, unable to contain the words any longer.
Luke searched her eyes for a moment, seeing the fear and doubt flickering there before he kissed her so tenderly it made her heart ache with need. Silently, he took her hand and led her to the bed, kissing her softly as he pressed her down onto it. He showered her with a thousand tiny kisses, worshiping her eyes, her cheeks, her nose, her lips and her hair. He breathed in the scent of her, committing it to memory as he drank in the sweet taste of her soft skin. Unable to stand the barriers between them, he sat back, stripping off his t-shirt and unbuckling his belt as she watched him solemnly. He stood to shed the rest of his clothing, and bent to gently slide her panties down her legs. When they were both bare, he covered her again, pressing his lips to hers and kissing her slowly, his tongue teasing hers sensuously as he reveled in her. He kissed her neck, murmuring softly as she stroked his back and shoulders, "So much. Oh, Lorelai," he whispered against her skin. "For so long," he said with a shudder as he kissed her shoulder softly.
He kissed his way down her arm, exploring every inch of her with his fingertips and his lips, kissing every finger and pressing his hot mouth to her palm, teasing her gently with his tongue. He took her other hand from his back and worked his way back up, kissing and nipping at the soft skin gently. He cupped her breasts in his hands, running his fingers over her with a feather light touch before pressing a soft kiss to the tip of each nipple. Lorelai whimpered softly and he smiled as he opened his lips and drew her into his mouth, smoothing his tongue over the aching skin before sucking her tenderly. She arched into him, grasping the back of his head to hold him there as she whispered, "Please, Luke."
"I have to show you," he whispered raggedly as he moved to the other breast, pressing them together as he took her nipple, drawing on her hardened skin eagerly. He let his hands drift down over the curve of her hips, stroking her skin with barely contained longing. He released her nipple, nuzzling the soft skin under her breast and kissing it softly.
"I want to touch you," she whispered as he continued to kiss his way down over her stomach.
He looked up at her and saw the need in her eyes, knowing the same need was reflected in his. He nodded and moved up over her again, kissing her deeply before he whispered, "I'm all yours."
He rolled over onto his back, flinging his arms to the side in acquiescence as she rolled over to look down at him. He kissed him again, running her hand over the muscles in his chest, and feeling his flat nipples bead in response to her soft touch. She pressed her mouth to one, drawing on it as he did hers, and smiling when she heard a soft groan escape his lips. She moved to straddle him. Raking her nails down his chest and watching the muscles in his stomach, clench and harden. She bent to press her lips to the soft dusting of hair over his heart, feeling it hammer beneath her as she moved to follow the line down his stomach, tracing it with her tongue. She stopped, letting her breasts cover his hard cock, and nestling it into the valley between them. She pressed them together, trapping him between the soft mounds as he jerked up, arching into her as he looked at her with heavy lidded eyes. Lorelai smiled as she circled his navel with her tongue, letting it dip teasingly into it before pressing her open mouth to the tender skin just below it. She tangled her nails in the coarse curls surrounding his cock, delighting in the sound of his labored breathing. She settled between his legs, and looked down at him, taking in the rigid length of him as her hands gently kneaded his thighs. She looked up at him boldly and said, "You are gorgeous."
Luke's laugh came out in a rush of air as he panted with anticipation. "Touch me," he said hoarsely.
Lorelai licked her lips, knowing that this was not the time to tease him. She nodded slightly and wrapped her fingers around his shaft, gripping him firmly as he groaned at the contact, thrusting into her hand. She watched as her fingers slid over the taut skin, dancing over the tip of him, and smoothing away the drop of moisture that had collected there. She let them trail down the length of his cock to cup his balls gently as she said, "I want to taste you, but I want you inside of me."
"I want to be inside of you," he ground out.
"Maybe just a little?" she asked.
"Please," he panted. Lorelai lowered her mouth to him, wetting her lips and letting them slide over the head of his cock slowly as she took him into her mouth. "Lorelai," he whispered raggedly as his hands plunged into her hair, fisting in her curls.
"Mmm," she hummed around him as she took him deeper and began to slide up and down his shaft, working him with single minded pleasure as she felt him harden further in her mouth.
"Jesus," he gasped. "Oh, yes," he moaned as she sucked him harder, running her tongue over the tip of him with each stroke. "Lorelai, Lorelai," he rasped. "Stop, please," he said as he squeezed his eyes shut.
She lifted her lips and smiled up at him saying, "I don't want to stop."
"Inside," he whispered. "You want, I want," he said softly. "Come here," he told her. Lorelai moved up until she was straddling his hips, looking down at him as she pressed her hands over his chest. Luke smiled a little as he said, "Come closer," grasping her hips and pulling her toward him as he pushed down off of the pillows. He held her steady above his face and said firmly, "Now you are beautiful," as he gently traced his finger though her folds, teasing her open. Lorelai moaned and let her knees slid apart on the bed, parting her lips and sinking down closer to him. Luke lifted his head and eager pressed his lips to her, his tongue darting out to rake across her clit, shooting a shiver down her spine as he grazed the swollen nub. "Oh God you're sweet," he groaned as he pressed up into her drawing her clit into his mouth as he parted her with his fingers, letting the tips, tease the tender flesh. Lorelai moaned loudly and pressed down onto him, urging him to devour her. Luke pressed a finger into her as he sucked her clit, ruthlessly running his tongue over the sensitive bundle as she gyrated above him.
"Oh God, Oh God," she panted. She reared up and away from him, resisting his pleading grip on her hips as she said, "Now, Luke. I need you now."
With a sigh of regret, he released her, watching as she moved back over his hips, gripping him tightly in her hand as she held herself poised above him. "Now," he whispered in surrender as he looked up at her. Lorelai guided him to her entrance and closed her eyes as she began to sink slowly down on him.
When she had him fully enveloped inside of her, she opened her eyes and said, "This is where you belong. Deep inside of me," she whispered to him.
"Yes," he hissed as she began to move slowly. His hands flew to her hips, steadying her there as she rode him.
"You feel so good," she panted. "So right," she said breathlessly.
"So right," he agreed as he watched her.
She rode him slowly, enjoying the feel of his hard cock parting her, filling her as she let her head fall back, her hair trailing down her back as she pressed her hand to his pelvis, grinding against him with mindless need. "So hard, so hot inside of me," she murmured.
Luke stared transfixed at their joined bodies, watching his cock slick with her juices sliding into her again. "Look at us," he whispered. "Lorelai, look at me inside of you," he commanded in a throaty voice.
Lorelai languidly lifted her head, letting it fall forward to look down. She licked her lips and whispered, "You and me, together. This is what I want." Luke nodded and pressed his fingers into her hips, urging her to move faster. Lorelai needed no such prodding and began to ride him harder, plunging down on him with reckless abandon as she moaned loudly. Luke reached to cup her bouncing breasts, running his thumbs over her nipples and pinching them gently between his thumb and forefinger, rolling the hardened points between them. "Luke," she gasped.
"Oh yeah," he sighed as he felt her tighten around him. "I love it when you come," he whispered to her. "I can feel it run through you. I love to feel you squeezing me," he told her as he drove up into her.
"Oh Luke," she panted as she ride him hard and hot.
"Oooh," he moaned. "I'm with you, I'm with you," he said as he gripped the back of her neck and rose up to meet her.
"Yes," she whispered as she felt him pressing against her clit, her nipples rubbing against his hard chest as she clung to his back.
Luke cupped her ass in his hands, parting her as he thrust up into her. "Oh, ah," he grunted as he felt her gripping his cock. He felt her snap and break apart, gasping in his ear and whispering, "I love you, I love you. Oh, Luke," she sighed.
He was completely undone by the sensations ripping through her and the words tumbling from her lips, thrusting into her as he pressed her down onto him, trying desperately to get closer, deeper as he burst into her, filling her with his heat as he gasped for breath, fighting to fill his lungs even as he wrapped his arm around her, banding her to him. "Lorelai," he murmured into her hair. "My Lorelai," he sighed. Still fighting for breath, he pulled back, his hands scrambling to push her hair back from her face and lift her head so he could see her. When her drowsy blue eyes met his he whispered, "My Lorelai."
"Yours," she told him softly.
He kissed her sweetly and pressed his forehead to hers as he asked desperately, "Do you know? Do you know?"
"I know," she assured him gently, running her fingers over his rough cheeks. "I know," she said as she wrapped her arms tightly around him, cradling him to her.
Luke rolled back, pulling her down on top of him, their bodies still locked together as he nudged her legs, urging her to straighten them against his. She stretched out over him and whispered, "You like this."
"I like to feel all of you," he replied as he ran his hands over the smooth skin of her back, soothing her against him.
"Have I mentioned how happy I am that you came?" she asked. "Came here, to the inn," she stammered, trying to clarify her thought. "Well, came to the inn and came here," she said with a giggle.
"There's my dirty girl," he said with a grin.
"I'm so happy," she sighed into his neck.
"That's all I want," he murmured. "I want to be the guy to make you happy," he told her.
"You're the guy," she said softly as she kissed his neck. "And I do like you scruffy. I don't think I'd like the beard, though," she said with a frown.
"No beard," Luke told her.
"You used to have a little soul patch thing," she said as she lifted her head and touched his chin under his lip.
Luke smiled and asked, "You remember that?"
Lorelai quirked her eyebrow and said, "I thought it was sexy."
Luke smiled and said, "You did, huh?"
"Oh yeah," she said with a nod. "The scruff is sexy," she told him. "Makes a girl want to get a little roughed up," she said with a grin.
"Good to know," he said with a pleased nod.
"The smooth is good too, just for a change, you know," she said with a thoughtful nod.
"Noted," he told her.
Lorelai giggled and said, "I think I just like your face."
Luke smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he said, "Also very good to know."
"I love it when you smile like that," she murmured, tracing his lips with her fingernail.
"Oh no, I call dibs on the smile thing," he told her sternly.
"What do you mean?" she said with a frown. "You can't call dibs on that."
"I did and I do," he told her. "Your smile trumps mine any day. Why do you think I've been letting you torment me over the years?" he asked.
"So I would smile?" she asked.
Luke ran the back of his knuckles over her smooth cheek and said, "I like to see you happy."
"I get any happier at this moment and I might pop," she told him with a laugh.
"Can't have that," he said with a grin. "You wanna fight again?" he asked.
"The make up part was pretty intense," she told him as she waggled her brows at him suggestively. "Pressing me into the wall, tugging my bra down," she teased.
"I was a little agitated," he said gruffly.
"You were hot," she said with a laugh. "Not that the rest wasn't, but that was particularly, uh, stimulating," she said with a smile.
"Well, I'm sure that we'll piss each other off plenty in the future," he assured her.
"Lots of hot, hot make up sex," she said with a nod. She smiled down at him as she rested her forearm on his chest and said, "I love the sweet stuff too. It's very, uh, I don't know the right word, the way one minute you're all rough and demanding, and the next, so tender," she told him. "Either way, I like it," she said with a shrug.
Luke nodded and said, "I worry about being too rough."
"Not too rough. Not at all," she told him.
He smirked and said, "I was restraining myself. Really, I want to pick you up, toss you over my shoulder, pin you to my bed and devour you whole."
"Really?" she asked, wiggling against him a little.
"Oh yeah," he said with a nod.
Lorelai smiled and said, "Well, I may be amenable to that sometime. Not tonight, tonight I want you warm and soft," she told him.
"Soft?" he asked with a laugh.
"Well, not soft like that," she grinned. "Soft and gentle, like you are now," she told him.
"I'm very happy too," he said gruffly. When she stifled a yawn he said, "You're exhausted. You've been working all day and all night. And then I show up here and molest you," he teased gently.
"I loved every minute of it," she said as she nuzzled his neck, snuggling in.
"We should actually get in the bed," he told her softly.
"Too tired," she mumbled.
"Come on, let's brush our teeth and get in bed," he said as he pressed at her shoulders.
Lorelai groaned in protest but slowly removed her body from his. She rooted in her suitcase for her toothbrush and then said, "Oh, I put it in my purse." She fished around for the holder and pulled it out with a travel tube of toothpaste. "I wanted to be all kissable when I got there," she told him.
"You're always kissable," he told her as he turned her toward the bathroom and nudged her along like a reluctant child.
They brushed side by side, smiling lazily with foam filled mouths as they took turns rinsing and washing up. Luke turned off the light behind them, flipped the deadbolt on the door and followed her to the bed. He helped fold the spread to the foot of the bed and pulled the sheet and blanket back for her, turning off the lamp, sliding in behind her and settling on his back. Lorelai rolled into him, snuggling against his chest as his arm encircled her.
She smiled as she said, "Hey, Luke?"
Luke grinned and said, "Yeah?"
"I get to go to sleep with you and wake up with you," she murmured.
Luke smiled in the darkness and said, "Nice, huh?"
"Very nice," she whispered.
"Hey, Lorelai?" he asked.
"Yeah?" she answered with a laugh.
"Room service better be good here, because I don't think we're going anywhere tomorrow," he told her.
"Room service is excellent, and I was thinking the same thing," she told him as she pressed her lips to his chest.
A minute later she asked, "Hey, Luke?"
"Yes, Lorelai?" he replied with a chuckle.
"When are their appointments?" she asked.
"Friday morning," he answered.
"So you could be home next weekend?" she asked.
"I'd better be," he grumbled.
He lay staring at the ceiling for a minute and then asked, "Hey, Lorelai?"
Lorelai's lips curved as she mumbled, "Yes, Luke?"
"Nothing, just wanted to get mine in," he said with a laugh.
Lorelai giggled and said, "Go to sleep."
"That's my line," he said as he kissed her hair.