Venetian Nights le Parte Due
All day long the knowledge that Luke was leaving in the morning was niggling at the back of their minds. They toured the boatyard museum, learning about the history of the gondolas that graced Venice. They learned about the social hierarchy that the gondoliers were able to infiltrate, they learned of the engineering and craftsmanship that went into the building of each boat, they learned that none of the three of them was quite ready for Luke go back to Stars Hollow with them.
The girls fawned over him, indulging his whims, as he was indulging theirs by trying to come up with interesting things for them to see and do. All he really wanted to do was lounge around the hotel room, watching Italian TV, complaining about their eating habits and soaking up enough of them to get him through the next two weeks alone. As they badgered him to pick their next destination, Luke was drawing a complete blank. Finally he broke down and said, "Let's hit a bakery, load up on all sorts of disgusting things and just go hang out in the suite."
Rory frowned and asked, "There's nothing else you want to see?"
Luke's lips twitched into a small smile as he said, "I just want to be with you guys."
"I have to tell you, I'm loving the bakery idea," Lorelai said with a nod as she rubbed her tummy.
Luke's smile grew as he said, "No doubt." He turned to Rory and said, "If there are things you want to do today, we'll do them, but if it's up to me, I just want some down time with my girls."
Rory smiled back at him and said, "You got it, Mister. I have to warn you though; Mom is the master of translating dialogue from Italian TV."
Luke laughed and said, "Of that, I also have no doubt."
"She's actually multi-lingual. Her French was great, the Dutch and German a little rusty, but her Italian is second only to her Spanish," Rory said as the girls hooked their arms through his and they made their way to the panificio.
"Spanish? You haven't been to Spain yet, have you?" Luke asked with a confused frown.
"No we haven't, but we get Telemundo at home as part of our cable package," Lorelai explained.
Luke blinked and asked, "So you've done this at home?"
"Sure, hundreds of times," Rory said with a dismissive wave of her hand.
"How have I missed this?" Luke asked.
Lorelai grinned and said, "We only do it when we're really bored. With you around, I'm rarely bored," she said with a wicked smile.
"Behave!" Rory admonished with a laugh.
"I only speak the truth," Lorelai intoned sonorously.
Luke shook his head and said, "I can't believe I married you."
"What's worse, now you'll have to deal with the spawn," Rory teased.
Luke shrugged and said, "Well, I liked the first one," as he opened the door to the bakery for them.
Rory grinned and said, "Well, you have to know that I was probably a fluke."
"And Mommy adores her little fluke," Lorelai said as the prodded Rory into the bakery.
Rory grinned back at Luke over her shoulder and said, "Hopefully there will be enough of you in little nut job there to balance out the crazy."
"Hopefully," Luke grumbled as he followed them in. They made their selections, stubbornly refusing to budge until Luke picked out something that he would eat, and made their way back to the hotel. They settled in the sitting room and found an Italian daytime drama which Lorelai declared prime mocking material and dove into the pastries. Soon Luke was contributing his suggestions for the plot of the story and laughing licking powdered sugar from his fingers. Lorelai glanced over at him and realized that the tension regarding his departure was beginning to ease. She watched her husband and daughter debate character motivation, and felt a sense of calm, knowing that in two weeks time, they would be sitting in their own living room, doing much the same thing. Suddenly, Rory gasped at something Luke said and said softly, "Your mind is a very dark place, Luke Danes."
Luke shrugged and said, "Not so dark, just maybe not as Disney as you think it should be."
Lorelai nodded and said, "Disney movies can be very dark, you know."
Luke scoffed and asked, "What like the little flying birds that dress you really want to peck your eyes out?"
"Like Bambi's mother being shot by hunters, like evil witches poisoning apples," Lorelai said ticking things off on her fingers.
"Wicked step-mother's making you work as a servant, selling your voice to the evil sea queen thing," Rory added with a shudder.
Luke turned back to Lorelai and said, "No Disney movies for our kid."
"Too dark," Lorelai said with a nod.
"Like Luke's mind. Don't let him tell any bedtime stories," Rory told her mother.
"Hey!" Luke said, affronted. "All I said was that guy was gonna kill that other guy for messing with his wife," Luke said pointing to the television.
"Tell her how," Rory shot back.
Lorelai cocked her head and asked, "Hon, how would you kill the man that messed with your wife?"
"I don't want to play anymore," Luke grumbled as he sunk back into the cushions.
Lorelai swung her head to stare at Rory and raised an eyebrow at her daughter. "You tell me," she demanded.
Rory shook her head and said, "No way. Too sick."
"Oh please," Luke sneered. "You watch all of those stupid horror movies where people are constantly hacking people up," he said pointing to Rory.
"Those aren't real," she said primly.
"Neither is this," he argued.
"But your mind is," she said with a grin.
"Okay, I'm dying to know," Lorelai said as she watched them bicker back and forth.
"Fine," Luke said sitting up on the edge of the couch. "All I said was that he should peel the guy's skin off with a tweezers and boil him in salt water," he said gesturing wildly.
"I love getting him riled up," Rory said sitting back with a grin.
"Wow, hello," Lorelai said in a low voice.
"Geez," Luke said flopping back and lifting his arm up over his eyes.
"Better watch how much you flirt, Mom," Rory teased.
"I can never use the hair flip again, it might kill a man," Lorelai said softly with a dramatic sigh.
"I think I'll go pack," Luke said as he moved to push himself off of the couch.
"No, no!" Lorelai said with a laugh as she lunged for his wrist.
"Stay! I was just teasing," Rory pled.
"You think I'm a sicko," Luke grumbled.
Rory grinned and said, "No, I was just surprised that you had such a well thought out plan."
"I don't have a plan," he snapped.
Rory grinned and cooed, "We love you Lukie. Stay here with us."
"Stop tormenting him," Lorelai said sternly. "That's my job," she added with a smile.
As Luke settled back again, he resolutely kept his mouth clamped shut, unwilling to participate even when they prodded him. As the show ended, Luke said, "You need to gather whatever you want me to take back with me."
"Plenty of time for that later," Lorelai said with a wave, trying to put off the inevitable.
"I'd rather do it now, that way I don't have to do it tonight," Luke said gruffly.
Rory got up to go gather some books and clothes that she no longer wanted. Lorelai turned to Luke and asked, "You have plans for tonight?"
"I told you what my plan was," he said as he stood and held his hand out to pull her from the couch.
Lorelai smiled innocently and asked, "What was it again?"
Luke shook his head and said softly, "I plan to take you guys out for dinner and then I plan to make love to my wife all night long. Remember?" he prodded.
"Oh yeah," Lorelai said with a huge nod. She cocked her head and asked, "Where are we going for dinner?"
Luke laughed and swatted her bottom as he propelled her to their room. "Trust me, dinner will not be the highlight," he growled.
Dinner was wonderful. They laughed and talked while they feasted, lingering over dessert as they discussed the next legs of the girl's trip. When they got back to the hotel room, Luke scanned the sitting room for anything he may have forgotten to pack. He turned to Rory and asked, "You gave me everything you don't want?"
Rory nodded soberly and asked, "What time is your flight?"
"Early," Luke answered shortly.
"I don't understand why we can't come to the airport with you," Rory said, picking up the day long argument where they had left off.
"I don't want you to," Luke said gruffly as he set his jaw.
"Mule," Lorelai grumbled.
Luke smirked and said, "At least you didn't call me an ass."
Rory eyed Luke carefully and asked, "Will you at least wake me up to say goodbye?"
"I'll try, but," he started to say.
"Wake me up," Rory said firmly, cutting off his protests. She walked over to her mother and gave her a hug. "Goodnight," she said softly.
"Night kid," Lorelai said giving Rory a squeeze.
Rory turned to Luke and said sternly, "I'll see you in the morning," as she reached to hug him.
"Goodnight, Rory," Luke said softly, patting her hair as he released her.
Luke sighed as Rory's bedroom door closed behind her. Lorelai smirked and said, "You have no intention of waking her up."
"Nope," he said as he turned and stalked to their room.
"Luke," Lorelai started to wheedle.
Luke held onto the bedroom door and cut off her protest as he asked, "You coming?"
Lorelai smiled, but it didn't light her eyes. She walked over to him and said, "Well, not yet."
Luke smiled back and said, "Get in here dirty girl."
When he closed the door behind them he turned to her, reached to stroke one of her curls, and asked, "You okay with doing things my way?"
"You mean tonight or tomorrow?" she asked softly.
"Both," he whispered.
Lorelai lifted her hand to his smooth cheek and said, "Tonight is your night. Tomorrow, well, I'm gonna do my best to try to change your mind."
"I've been warned," he said softly as he treaded his fingers through her hair. "I just can't," he said gruffly.
"We'll talk about that later," she soothed.
"Later," he replied as he bent to kiss her gently. He brushed his lips across hers, savoring the soft, moist warmth of his breath mingling with hers. Slowly, he pressed more insistently, parting her lips with the tip of his tongue and drinking her in. He let the kiss linger, hanging between them like a promise. He pulled back slightly and whispered, "I'll have to take me time. I have to memorize you."
"You haven't yet?" she asked softly.
"I'm a slow learner," he said with a smile.
Lorelai nuzzled his cheek and said, "I'll try to contain myself."
"No," he chuckled. "We don't do that anymore, remember?" he said as her ran his hand possessively over her ass, pressing her to him.
"That's right," she answered with a giggle. "I guess we can try to have it both ways," she added as he pressed into her, his erection evident through the soft material of her skirt.
Luke smiled wickedly and said, "I think we should try to have it all ways."
"Always," she replied as her finger played over the curve of his lips.
"Clever girl," he murmured as he pressed a kiss to her fingertip. "Now, get that out of my way," he growled.
"Yes sir," she replied in a sassy tone as she dropped her hand to his shoulder, kneading the taut skin beneath his shirt.
Luke kissed her deeply and then stepped back, ignoring the little grunt of disappointment she uttered. He quirked an eyebrow at her and said, "Take off your clothes," in a husky voice.
Lorelai took a step back and began to unbutton her top slowly, her eyes fixed on him. She parted the material to show him the lacy bra beneath, and Luke licked his lips as he eyed the creamy skin of her breasts. "They're a little tender today," she whispered. "You'll have to be gentle."
"I will," he promised softly as she reached for the zipper of her skirt.
She let the skirt fall to the floor and stepped out of it. Reaching back, she pushed the strap of her sandal off of her foot and then did the same with the other. She ran her fingers teasingly along the top of her panties and asked, "Shall I, or do you want to?"
"You," he said softly.
Lorelai slipped the panties down her legs wordlessly and kicked them aside. She stood in front of him, and smiled. "I'm naked, you're still dressed," she pointed out softly.
"Not for long," Luke said as he pilled the shirt up over his head. Lorelai couldn't stop herself from reaching out to touch the hard muscles of his stomach, purring softly in her throat. Luke smiled and said, "I think I've put on every pound that I lost this week."
Lorelai shook her head and said, "Nope, we worked them off."
He glanced down at her hand and asked, "Do you want to do this for me?"
Lorelai jerked her hand away and shook her head. "I want to watch," she whispered as his fingers moved slowly to his belt. He unbuckled it and quickly opened his pants as he kicked off his shoes. In one fluid movement, he bent and pulled his pants, shorts and socks off before he stood straight in front of her in all his glory. Lorelai smiled appreciatively and said, "You're like the Houdini of getting naked."
"Why waste time?" he said nonchalantly. He jerked his chin up and said, "Come here."
Lorelai stepped over to him, pressing her hand to his chest and feeling his heart beat against her palm. She looked up at him and said, "Yes?"
Luke ran his hand over her cheek and into her hair, staring down at her intently, basking in her bright blue eyes. "I love you, Lorelai Gilmore Danes. You are my dream girl, my beautiful wife, mother of our child," he whispered, cupping her face with both hands, his thumbs tracing over her soft skin.
Lorelai smiled and pressed her cheek into his hand. She kissed the heel of that hand and whispered, "I love you, Luke Danes, my everything."
Luke smirked and said, "Nice blanket statement."
Lorelai smiled up at him with a shrug and said simply, "Truth."
Luke nodded and he swallowed hard. He bent and lifted her easily, placing her on the bed gently before kneeling beside her. He let his gaze travel over her, his eyes darkening with hunger before he even touched her. He leaned over and kissed her heatedly, his lips capturing hers and drawing on them gently. Lorelai moaned into his mouth and pulled his head closer, eager to deepen the kiss. They broke away finally, taking short panting breaths as Luke gingerly touched his fingertips to her breast. "This okay?" he asked softly.
"More than okay," she whispered back. "More would be okay," she told him.
He spread his fingers over the soft mounds and caressed her gently. Lorelai moaned, her breath snagging in her throat. "Good or bad moan?" Luke whispered.
"Both," she answered. "Feels good, but too sensitive," she said softly.
Luke nodded and removed his hands. He bent over and whispered, "What about this?" as he kissed the tip of her dusky pink nipple softly.
"Oh!" she said arching into him. Encouraged, Luke let his tongue trail over the tip, tenderly laving her. When he drew on her gently, Lorelai's hands flew to his head and pulled him back. "Sorry, sorry," she panted.
"I'm sorry," he whispered. He smiled up at her and asked, "Moving on?"
"Moving on," she said with a nod.
Luke nodded and slid down a little to press kisses to her stomach. "Hey in there," he whispered with a smile.
Lorelai grinned at his foolishness and whispered, "Baby says hi back."
He dipped his tongue into her navel, and Lorelai jerked. Luke lifted his head and asked, "Hurt?"
Lorelai laughed and said, "No, not really. Just kind of weird."
"Weird?" Luke asked. "Weird how?"
"Really sensitive, very ticklish," she giggled.
Luke blinked and whispered, "Wow."
Lorelai smiled as her own hand moved to her stomach. "Pretty cool, huh?"
Luke swallowed and nodded. "Very cool," he said as he watched her hand cover her stomach protectively. "Um, do you want me to…" he trailed off.
"Do I want you to what?" Lorelai asked.
"Stop? Move on?" he asked softly.
Lorelai shook her head and said, "Do not stop. Do not pass go, don't not collect two hundred dollars." When he continued to frown down at her she said, "I don't want you to stop, but each time we do this now, things are gonna be different," she said softly. "Some things may be off limits, some things might really do the trick," she said with a wink. "The jury is still out on that last part. Why don't you try it again?" she asked.
Luke searched her eyes and asked, "How will I know what's what?"
"I'll have to tell you," Lorelai said. "Trust me, you'll know." He sat back on his heels and sighed. Lorelai sat up and asked, "What? Talk to me?"
"I just feel," he started and looked away for a minute chewing his cheek.
"Feel?" she prompted.
Luke lifted a shoulder and said, "I don't know. Dirty, or pushy, or something. Like we're doing something wrong, disrespectful."
Lorelai shook her head and asked, "How can it be wrong? This is how this little peanut came to be."
"I don't know," he said softly. He smiled ruefully and said, "I was planning to violate his or her mother in a bout six different ways."
Lorelai gasped and said softly, "You are a bad man."
"I'm not kidding," Luke said unable to contain a soft chuckle.
Lorelai grinned and asked, "Do you have a black hat? Because I'm pretty sure you did last night and the night before."
Luke shook his head and said, "It's more real. Soon you'll be nursing our baby," he said gesturing to her tender breasts. "I know you don't want me to think that way, but I can't help it. This isn't about you, or whether I find you attractive or whatever. This is about me," he insisted.
"So, what, you don't think we should have sex for nine months?" Lorelai asked with a frown. "'Cause I have to tell you, you'd better get over that quick, because that is not gonna happen," she said pointing a finger at him.
"No, not that," Luke said quickly. "I just, I want, you need to understand," he said pleadingly.
"I'm trying," she said with an exasperated sigh. "Understand what?" she asked in a gentler tone.
"I'm probably am going to treat you a little differently than I did before, because my feelings are different. Not less. More," he tried to explain. "I am, floored," he said finally finding a word. "I'm in awe. I can't help it. That's how I feel," he said helplessly. "I'm also very, uh, excited by these changes. Maybe that makes me feel a little, um, dirty about stuff."
"Okay," Lorelai said slowly. "What does this all mean?" she asked cautiously.
"I don't know," Luke said running his hand over his face. "I want you. I think that much is clear," he said with a chuckle. "You know I'm scared of hurting you or the baby, but you say you'll tell me, so I have to deal with that," he said with a nod. "I just, don't expect me to not be blown away by all of this. I know it's your body, but it's me too, I'm in this too," he said fervently. "And, I am blown away, and excited, and aroused, so you have to understand if it overwhelms me sometimes," he said softly.
"So things will be different for both of us," Lorelai said with an understanding nod.
"You're gonna have to speak up. You're gonna have to say 'go' when you want something, uh, more, you know, because I'm not going to, um, initiate that," he said pointedly.
"So you want a password or something?" she teased.
Luke smiled and said, "Usually works when you drop the f-bomb."
Lorelai laughed and said, "Come back here, my little Boy Scout," as she tugged him back down over her.
"Now where was I?" Luke wondered aloud as she held him to her.
"Down there," Lorelai said with a nod.
Luke slithered down to her stomach and asked, "Here or a little lower?"
Lorelai bit her lip and said, "I think you were there, but going lower."
"Got it," he said with a nod. He pressed his lips to her stomach and drew slow circles with his tongue.
"You know, I think it's really sexy, you talking to my stomach," she whispered.
"You do?" he asked. "You may need to cover the baby's ears sometimes," he said with a chuckle.
"Earmuffs, I'll tell it to put earmuffs on," she said with a sigh, giving herself over to his tender ministrations.
Luke nuzzled her curls and said, "You taste different. Smell different."
"Different how?" Lorelai asked with a frown.
Luke shook his head and said, "Not bad different, just different. I should know I've made a study of you." He flicked her clit with his tongue and said, "Deeper, hotter, muskier, and sweeter," he whispered as he tasted her. "Very sexy," he growled.
"I'm glad you think so," she panted as she waited for the onslaught.
"Oh, I do," he said as he parted her folds with his thumbs. He dragged his tongue the length of her and then said, "Like it's a secret. Forbidden. Very exciting," he said gruffly.
Lorelai moaned and raked her nails over his scalp. "Not forbidden, encouraged," she said breathlessly.
"Oh, well, if it's encouraged," he said with a small smile as he leaned forward to bury his face in her warmth. His tongue circled her lazily, slipping down to probe at her entrance before skittering back up to tease her clit. Lorelai groaned and lifted her hips off of the bed to meet him.
Luke slipped a finger into her and pressed deeply as Lorelai arched and moaned, "So good."
"You like this, huh?" he asked, his warm breath tickling her sensitive skin.
"Lord, yes," she panted as he drew her clit into his mouth and sucked gently as he stroked her.
Luke lifted his head and watched as his finger slid into her, licking her juices from his lips as he stared at the sight of her taking him in. He nipped at her lips and inner thighs, restraining his urge to sink his teeth into the tender flesh as he felt her muscles pulsing an squeezing around his finger. He looked up and whispered, "I need to be inside of you. I want to watch me inside of you," he said raggedly.
"Come here," she whispered, tugging at his shoulders.
Luke resisted for a moment, unable to drag himself away from her. He bent down and pressed his mouth to her again, this time licking and sucking fervently, devouring her. He pulled back abruptly, causing Lorelai to writhe and whimper beneath him as he crawled up over her. He looked down as he knelt between her legs and said, "Give me a pillow."
Lorelai pulled one of the pillows out from behind her and held it out to him. Luke took it and slid his other hand under her, lifting her hips and propping them up on the pillow. Lorelai smiled and said, "Uh, Hon, we've already conceived."
Luke smiled back and said, "I liked this, gave me a better view."
"Ah," Lorelai said as she settled back again. "Enjoy the show," she said with a giggle.
"I will," Luke answered as he ran his fingers through her folds teasingly. He knelt forward, positioning the head of his cock at her opening and watching as he slowly entered her. He smiled as he closed his eyes for a moment. "So wet," he whispered as he opened them and began to move, pulling back to her entrance and sliding slowly into her heat. Each time he pulled back, he could see his cock, glistening with her juices in the lamplight. "Oh yeah," he whispered softly as he sank back into her. His eyes flickered to hers and found her watching him watch himself. He smiled that cocky smile and said, "You like this too."
"Yes," she whispered.
"You like knowing that I love being inside of you," he said as he moved a little faster.
"Yes, I do," she said with a smug smile of her own.
Luke ducked his head again and continued to watch as he slid into her again. "It makes me crazy," he whispered. "I feel like I've been electrocuted or something. Every nerve is standing at attention," he told her.
"One certainly is," she quipped.
Luke continued watching as he moved in and out of her. He lifted his head and said, "Everything is. Your fingers are so hot on my back, it feels like they're on fire. Your legs rubbing against mine, everything," he panted.
Lorelai dug her nails in slightly as he thrust deeper, quickening his pace as he gazed down at her. She straightened her legs and squeezed him tightly, causing him to groan loudly, the sound rumbling from his chest. "Umm," she said as he pressed up higher, rubbing against her swollen clit with each stroke. Luke shook his head to clear it and stopped suddenly. "What? What?" she asked as she squirmed beneath him.
Luke shook his head again and said, "I want to roll over," as he grasped her firmly to him and rolled onto his back with Lorelai sprawled across him.
"Okay, I guess I'm on top," she said with a laugh.
She went to push herself up to straddle him and Luke held her firm. "Stay here," he growled.
"You're very bossy tonight," she said nipping at his neck.
"You said it was my night," he reminded her.
Lorelai nodded and said, "Yes, it is."
"This is what I want," he said softly. "I want you covering me. I want to be wrapped up in you," he whispered as he took her hips in his big hands and began to move her up and down his shaft. "I can feel you all over me," he whispered in her ear. "You hair tickling me, your breasts against my chest," he told her in a deep sexy voice. "Is this hurting you?" he asked softly.
"No," she whispered back. "Keep talking," she prodded.
Luke smiled and said, "You're pressing into me, rubbing on me, trying to get closer." Lorelai whimpered and wiggled as she found the spot that gave her more contact. Luke whispered, "That's it, right there. I love your legs draped over mine," he panted as he guided her hips over his thrusts. "So smooth and soft," he said closing his eyes as the anticipation built. "God, you're wet. So hot. Squeezing me, oh," he ground out.
"Luke," she whispered desperately as eh pressed into him harder.
"Oh, yes Lorelai," he said as he felt her grip his cock tighter. She squeezed her legs together, trapping him there in her tight walls. His hand reached over her back to her shoulder as he pulled her down onto him roughly. Lorelai turned her head and bit into the smooth skin of his shoulder as she grunted and writhed on top of him.
"Luke, I'm," she panted.
"I know," he whispered. "Oh God, I know," he said as she squeezed him hard, triggering his release. He spurted into her, coursing heat through her as he filled her.
"Luke!" she cried softly as her bones melted and she fell soft against him, her weight covering him as his hands slid over her hips and ass, smoothing the already smooth skin.
"I adore you," he said in the barest whisper. Lorelai sighed contentedly and pressed her lips to his neck and shoulder, soothing the skin she had bitten just moments before. Luke chuckled and said, "Even if you did just try to take a chunk out of me."
"Sorry," she whispered against his skin. "I got a little carried away," she said with a giggle.
"I totally understand," he said, his arms tightening like steel bands around her and holding her to him.
Lorelai tried to lift her head, but found that she couldn't see his face because of his fierce hold on her. She pecked his ear and said, "Ease up a little I want to look at my pretty boy."
"Sorry," he said with a chuckle as he loosened his hold on her.
Lorelai leaned back to look at him, her fingertips skimming over the lines of his face. "Hello, pretty boy," she whispered with an impish smile.
"Hello, beautiful girl," he answered.
She smiled and said, "I still feel you. I can feel your pulse inside of me."
Luke smiled back and said, "That's because I have completely absorbed you. You cease to exist without me," he teased.
"Well, I've always want to be a parasite," she said nodding thoughtfully. "And I might actually cease to exist without you," she said as she gazed down at him.
"Hey, no turning my teasing into cheesing," he warned sternly.
"But you adore me," she said with a saucy smile.
"I do," he answered with a smile.
"Still so good with that line," she whispered as she bent to kiss him softly.
Luke nodded and said, "Best line ever."
"I've gotta," she said gesturing to their joined bodies.
"Yeah, sorry," he said again as he released her and she rose up off of him to flip over onto her back.
Lorelai stretched languidly and turned to look at him, her hand captured his and she laced her fingers in his. She smiled and said, "You are one hot daddy-o."
"What did I tell you about calling me daddy," he grumbled, cutting his eyes to her in warning.
"I can't resist it," she giggled. "Luke Danes, gruff, cranky diner man by day, sweet, doting diaper changer at night," she teased.
Luke grimaced and said, "Not really looking forward to that part."
"I know, you don't want to be responsible for someone else's bodily functions," she said with a laugh.
"You're gonna freak me out," he warned.
Lorelai shook her head and said, "You won't freak out."
"Don't be so sure," Luke said with a laugh.
Lorelai shook her head again and leaned up onto her elbow. She looked down at him and said softly, "You're going to be a great dad. We'd better hope for a boy, though. I don't want to have to compete with a little girl for your affections," she said half teasingly.
"You'd never have to compete," he told her seriously.
"I don't know," she said drawing a pattern on his chest with her fingernail. "Once you hold that little baby, you'll be a goner. It's like they reach up with those tiny hands, wrap them around your heart and never let go," she said softly. She smiled weakly and said, "I had it so easy with Rory in a way. She was all mine. At least, she was once I got her away from my parents."
Luke blinked and said, "Tell me why you left." When Lorelai shook her head slowly he said, "I mean, I know generally, but what made you pack up your baby and go?" he asked softly.
Lorelai winced a little as the memories came flooding back. She fell back to her pillow and gazed up at the ceiling. "Thinking back on it now, I realize how selfish it was," she said softly. "Not that I'd do it any differently, but now that Rory's grown up and making her own decisions, I know. I know how hard it must have been for my mother," she admitted. "When I brought Rory home from the hospital, I was breast feeding. The nurse told me that it was the best thing for the baby, build up her immune system, make her stronger," she said softly. "I loved it. I mean it felt weird and sometimes it hurt, but I loved knowing that she was a part of me still. That I was making her strong," she explained. "That lasted about six weeks. After we were home for a couple of weeks, my mother hired a nanny, supposedly so that I could get some rest. I told them to wake me when Rory wanted to nurse, and they did a few times. After six weeks or so, Rory seemed to be losing interest, so I started to switch her to formula, worried that she wasn't getting enough from me, you know?" she asked as he rolled over and covered her stomach with his hand. She twined her fingers over his and said, "The nanny let it slip that they had been bottle feeding Rory all along. My mother didn't approve of breast feeding, that was something poor people did or something," she said with a bitter laugh. "By the time I was getting her in the morning, she was already full. I was so young, I thought I was really lucky, that Rory was just a really good sleeper for a newborn," she scoffed.
"Lorelai," he said softly, trying to stop her.
"My mother and I had a huge screaming fight. She said I was ungrateful, that I should be happy to not be exhausted and drained all of the time. I, of course, countered with my usual accusations about her need to control me. Telling her that she would never have control over Rory," she said with a rueful smile. "The damage was already done though, Rory was bottle fed from then on, and though I loved sitting with her while I fed her, it was never the same," she said softly. "My parents hired a private tutor to keep me caught up with school, even though they had no intention of sending me back out into society. They were hoping that by the time I was ready to start college, the scandal would have died down and they could take over raising Rory while I went to school," she told him.
She turned to look at him and said, "I have to admit, they adored her. From the minute I brought her home, the whole house seemed to revolve around Rory. She had quite the fawning public, ready to hop to for her every whim." She smiled and said, "The nanny, Paula, was actually very nice. She just was unable to stand up to my mother, and unwilling to back me up." She sighed and said, "Rory spent more and more time with Paula as my parents insisted that I study harder, get better grades, hoping that I would manage to overcome it all and go to Yale like I was supposed to," she said lost in the memory. "I was miserable. I didn't want that, but I felt trapped. My child was happy and well cared for, what reason would I have to not do more for her? Make myself more for her?" she asked softly.
"One day, my Dad took me on a tour of the Yale campus, showing me all of the sights, sharing his memories with me. All I could do was watch the minutes tick by as I waited to get home to Rory," she said with a rueful smile. "I came home that afternoon, and when I went to the nursery, she was napping. I sat and waited until she opened her eyes and fussed a little. I picked her up and carried her to the changing table, rubbing her back and bouncing her to calm her," she said staring at the ceiling, lost in the memory. "Paula walked in and said something to me, and Rory turned her head and held her arms out to her, wanting her," she said, as she choked back a sob.
Luke pulled her closer and whispered, "Shh, enough, enough," as he stroked her hair.
"I had to go. I didn't want someone else raising my child like strangers raised me," she said softly. "I didn't want to be that awesome, perfumed creature that breezed into the nursery for a quick kiss before she dashed out again. I wanted Rory to reach for me," she finished with a sigh.
"I know," he said holding her tighter.
Lorelai nuzzled her nose against his chest and said, "This baby is going to be so lucky. This baby is going to have it all. This baby will know where they belong and who they belong to."
"Yes," he answered simply.
"When Rory and I left, she cried for Paula at first. At least, I think it was for her. There were times when I couldn't console her, that she seemed to try to fight me off," she admitted. "Poor confused baby. I didn't really give her any choice but to love me. I was the only option," she said with a small laugh.
"You're going to have to learn to share," Luke said gruffly, kissing her head.
"I've never been particularly good at that," Lorelai confessed with a chuckle.
"Buy a book, take a class, practice," he suggested as he hugged her to him.
"I will," she promised. "Too much serious talk," she said pressing a soft kiss to his chest. "This is supposed to be your night," she reminded him.
"That's right," he said with a soft laugh. "I'll try to stop asking the hard hitting questions and toss you a softball. Would you kiss me, please?" he asked sweetly.
"Certainly," she said as she lifted her head and shifted to reach his lips. She brushed hers teasingly over his, knowing that he liked the slow build up. She pulled back and asked, "How was that?"
"More," he answered.
Lorelai lowered her lips to his again, letting them linger against his, but adding no pressure. She smiled down at him and asked, "Better?"
"Some. Try it again," he suggested. When she touched his lips again, he parted his slightly and nipped at hers. They kissed sweetly for a while, enjoying the simple pleasure of their lips soft against one another. When Luke reached up, burying his hand in her tangled curls, Lorelai deepened the kiss letting her tongue lick at him, and drawing his bottom lip into her mouth, sucking gently as her hand slid down his stomach. Luke caught her wrist and stilled it mumbling, "Just kissing," against her mouth.
Lorelai smiled softly as she let herself fall into his kiss, recalling their early days, when the biggest thrill was the touch of his lips on hers. They kissed for what seemed like hours. Luke rolled onto his side to get a better angle, but kept his body carefully away from hers, not wanting to be distracted. "I love kissing you," he whispered. "I used to think, if I could just kiss her, she'd know. One kiss," he whispered as he kissed her soulfully.
Lorelai smiled when he broke the kiss and said, "That would have done it."
Luke pulled her back to him murmuring, "More kissing." He plunged his tongue into her mouth, tangling with hers and sucking it back into his mouth. He massaged it gently with his, teasing and tormenting her. Lorelai wiggled closer to him, anxious to rub up against him, but Luke backed off. When she slid her hand down his back, he released her mouth and said, "Shoulders or above."
"Luke," she whined. "I need," she started to say as his mouth covered hers again.
He smiled as he broke the kiss and said, "You need kissing." He teased her lips back to his and kissed her meltingly, the slow heat making her ache inside. He continued his assault on her mouth, resolutely keeping her hands from straying, carefully keeping his erection out of her reach. Finally, when he couldn't stand it any longer, he reached down and pulled her leg over his hip, pressing against her insistently.
Lorelai tore her mouth from his and panted, "Now."
"Keep kissing," he whispered as his hand slid up her thigh and dipped between her legs. When he found her wet and wanting, he kissed her deeply, his tongue plunging into her mouth rhythmically, and whipping her into a frenzy as she rubbed her mound against his hard cock. Luke reached down and positioned the head of his cock at her entrance. Lorelai broke the kiss and tried to press down onto him. Luke held her hip and said, "Kiss me, Lorelai." When her lips touched his again, he thrust up into her, groaning into her mouth. He held her hip as he rolled her onto her back, his lips never leaving hers. He drove into her fast and hard, catching her gasp in his mouth as he ground against her. His tongue mirrored the thrust of his cock as he stroked her faster. Lorelai clung to his shoulders and whimpered softly. His hands slid down to cup her ass, lifting her higher as he rode her, loving her with his tongue and his cock. Lorelai moaned deeply as he felt her building, tightening as her juices flowed around him. She tried to break away to draw a breath, but Luke kissed her harder, pressing her into the pillow as he drove her up. She finally pushed at his shoulders, and he withdrew his tongue, but left his mouth on hers, catching every moan, gasp and sigh as she climaxed, convulsing around him. Luke pressed his tongue back into her mouth as he plunged ahead grunting and straining as he reached for his finish.
When he slowed, he covered her lips with tiny sweet kisses, drawing them gently against his. As their heartbeats slowed together, Lorelai sighed softly. Luke lifted his lips, and pressed his kisses to her cheeks and forehead, trailing a line down her nose and back to her lips again. Lorelai's lips curved against his as she murmured, "Damn, you're a good kisser."
"Helps when you love what you do," he said brushing his nose against hers. She turned her head to smother a yawn, and Luke chuckled. "I think I've finally worn you out," he teased.
Lorelai glanced at the clock and said, "It's after one."
"Poor sleepy girl with the insatiable husband," he teased, clearly pleased with himself as he withdrew from her and rolled over.
"You'll hear no complaints from me," she said as she grasped his limp hand and squeezed it gently.
Luke looked over at her and whispered, "Two weeks."
"It'll fly by," she said with a brave smile.
"I'll miss you every minute," he said solemnly.
Lorelai blinked rapidly and said, "I'll be home soon."
"I know," he whispered as she snuggled against him, resting her head on his chest. After a few minutes, he heard her breathing grow deep and even and whispered, "I know," into her hair as he held her tight and stared wide eyed at the ceiling.