A/N: Fits into Middle Management Chapter 63 – Ballrooms and Brouhahas.
It's Not Who Wears the Pants
They left the hotel and once Luke turned onto the street Lorelai turned to look at him and said, "Jason very politely let it be known that if I were open to having an affair, he would be interested."
Luke nodded as he swallowed hard and asked, "And you said?"
Lorelai scowled at him and said, "I said, sure, I know where a good coat room is. What do you think I said?" she demanded.
"I'm just asking how someone politely responds to such a polite offer," he asked heatedly.
"You politely remind them that you're married and that it actually means something to you and to your husband," she answered simply. She sighed as she looked out the window and said, "He just said that it didn't matter to most people in that crowd, and you know what? He's right."
Luke nodded and said, "He probably is. How'd he take it?" he asked.
"Pretty well, actually," she said with a laugh. "It's all just a game, Luke," she said tiredly.
Luke nodded as he reached for her hand and gave it a squeeze as he glanced over at her with a small smile. "Not a game to me or to you," he said gently.
Lorelai shrugged and said, "If it is, we won."
"Yes, we did," he answered.
Lorelai smiled over at him and said, "Let's go home and get you out of that monkey suit."
"I hear that," he grumbled in agreement. They rode in silence for a moment and then he said quietly, "I'm glad we went."
"You are?" she asked in surprise.
"Yeah, I think your Mom needed someone there," he said with a nod.
Lorelai smiled at him lovingly and said, "You are the best husband I have ever had."
"And the only one you ever will," he answered, returning her smile. He held her hand tightly as they let the subject drop and drove home in silence. Lorelai glanced over at him, knowing that he was stewing by the way he had forgotten to immediately loosen the bow tie around his neck. When he parked in the drive he said, "I'll come around," and hopped down out of the car. He opened her door for her and offered his hand as she maneuvered herself from the Tahoe in her formal dress.
"Thank you, good sir knight," she said with a grin.
"My pleasure, my lady," he said with a chuckle as he followed her into the house.
They dumped her purse and his keys on the table as they walked by and headed directly for the stairs. As they were walking down the hall, they could hear Babette and Patty gossiping in soft tones, for them, in the nursery. "So his wife caught him in a motel room with a transvest…" Patty was saying.
"Shh, little pitchers have big ears, ya know," Babette cautioned.
"Oh, sorry, trans..istor radio," Patty amended quickly.
Lorelai and Luke shared a smile as they stepped into the nursery and saw each lady ensconced in the chairs with a sleeping boy in her arms. "Hey guys," Lorelai whispered as they approached.
"Oh! Look at you," Patty cooed as she turned to look over her shoulder. She caught sight of Luke and her voice deepened as she purred, "And look at you, handsome."
"Aren't they gorgeous?" Babette asked shaking her head. She looked down at Jake and said, "Those are some good genes you're pulling from there, kiddo."
"Yes, especially your daddy in jeans," Patty said to Josh. She looked up at Luke and said, "Or out of them for that matter," and smiled as he flushed.
"We're they good?" Lorelai asked as she bent over the backs of the chairs to peer down at the twins.
"Angels," Patty gushed. "There's nothing more delightful than a baby," she said affectionately. "Especially these two. Oh, heartbreakers, each one of them," she said shaking her head.
"Thanks so much for watching them," she said as she took Jake from Babette's arms and gave him a little snuggle as she carried him to his crib to settle him in.
"Oh, Doll, you know it's my pleasure," Babette said as she waved off her thanks and pushed herself from the chair.
Lorelai turned and saw Luke hanging back, out of Patty's strike zone and walked back over to take Josh from her. "Well, we do appreciate it," she said sincerely.
Patty stood and turned to give Luke a lingering once over as she asked, "Did you kids have a nice time?"
Luke nodded uncomfortably and reached to undo his tie as he said, "Yeah, it was fine."
Babette nodded and said, "It's good for ya to get all gussied up and go out. Keeps things fresh, ya know?"
"Well, if you're ready, I'll run you two home," Luke said as he shoved the tie into his jacket pocket.
"Oh, no, Doll, we'll walk," Babette said as she gathered her bag. "It's a nice evening, and I'm sure you're ready to settle in," she said with a broad wink.
Luke took a deep breath and glanced away as he said, "I'll drive you."
"No, Babette's right, dear," Patty said with a nod. "The walk will do us good. Besides, I could never forgive myself if I delayed Lorelai peeling you out of that tux for one minute longer than absolutely necessary," she said in a sultry voice. She turned to Lorelai and said, "You lucky, lucky girl."
"Haven't seen him in a tux since the weddin'," Babette said to Patty as she bustled from the room with a distracted wave of her hand.
"Oh, God, was that not the most beautiful wedding you've ever seen," Patty said dramatically as she followed Babette. She turned and said, "Goodnight, Sweethearts, don't do anything I wouldn't do," she called with a lusty laugh and a waggle of her fingers.
Lorelai turned to Luke with a smirk and said, "Well, that leaves just about everything open."
"I'll go lock up behind them," he said as he turned to follow them down the stairs.
"Watch out for Roman hands and Russian fingers," she warned as she turned back to the cribs and looked down at the sleeping boys. She ran her fingers over each of their heads and said, "Tomorrow night, we'll have extra cuddle time." She leaned over on her tiptoes and kissed each of them in turn as she whispered, "Goodnight, my baby boys." She lingered for a few minutes more, just watching them sleep, before she checked the monitor and then turned to head for their room.
She met Luke as he came back up the stairs, and he smiled at her and said, "I'm just gonna," as he pointed toward the nursery.
"I'll be here," Lorelai said as she stepped into their room and switched on the baby monitor. She paused, waiting to hear what sweet words her husband would whisper to their sleeping sons, but only heard the soft rustle of him moving from crib to crib. She moved quickly over to her dresser and started to remove her sapphire earrings. She caught sight of Luke in the mirror as he stepped into the room. "Everyone tucked in?" she asked.
Luke nodded. "Yes, I had to use my spy voice, because I knew you would be listening in," he said as he reached for the monitor and turned the volume back down a little.
Lorelai grinned, still unscrewing the back of the earring as she said, "Sorry, I can never resist."
Luke stared across the room at her, his hands firmly in his pockets. He cleared his throat and said simply, "I'm jealous." When she opened her mouth to speak, he quickly held up a hand to stop her. "I know it's crazy. I know you didn't do anything. I can't help it," he confessed through clenched teeth. He sighed and ran his hand over his hair as he said, "I thought if I drove them home, that would give me a little time to, you know, get it under control."
Lorelai lowered her hands as she asked him, "Do you not want to go to bed?"
Luke snorted and said, "Oh, I want to go to bed." He looked around and said, "I just didn't want it to be like this."
Lorelai nodded and said, "Well, okay, I'm not sure what to do about that," as she returned to removing her jewelry.
Luke watched her, careful to keep his distance. "You're so beautiful. I shouldn't be surprised, right?" he asked with a short laugh. "Hell, I should be used to it by now. Other guys looking at you, wanting you, I mean," he explained as he took an involuntary step toward her.
Lorelai dropped the earrings and bracelet into her jewelry box and said only, "Ditto."
"Men don't look at me," he grumbled.
"Women," she corrected. "And yes, I'll bet some men do too," she said with a nod.
"I thought I was past it," he confessed as he ran his hand over the footboard of the bed. "I've been pretty good since, you know, that time we went away for the weekend," he said gruffly.
"You have, and I haven't clawed anyone's eyes out in a while," she said as she turned to face him.
He shrugged out of his jacket and tossed it over the bedpost as he said, "I'm not past it."
"No one said you had to be," she answered as she looked him dead in the eye.
Luke smiled slightly as he took another step toward her and said, "That's right, you like it when I'm jealous and possessive."
"Only if I know that you know there's no one but you," she said bluntly.
"Prepare to be marked," he said as he reached for her and pulled her up against him.
"Okay, but remember the no peeing rule," she said as she licked her lips and gazed into his eyes.
"Still in effect, yes," he confirmed as he bent his head to capture her lips in a bruising kiss. He pulled back, cradling the back of her head in the palm of his hand and whispered, "Mine. No one touches my girl."
"And no one puts Baby in a corner," Lorelai said solemnly.
"You can never, ever, look at another guy. I'd kill him with my bare hands, and you'd have that on your conscience for the rest of your life," he said sternly.
"Yes, I remember hearing something like that somewhere," she said as she ran her hands down the pleated front of his tuxedo shirt. "I seem to remember saying something about being all yours, forever," she said as she looked up at him steadily.
"You did," he confirmed as he pressed his forehead to hers. "Okay," he sighed softly.
"Okay?" she asked.
"I'm better now," he said quietly.
"Good," she whispered. She touched her lips to his bushing them gently. "That doesn't mean that I don't want you to, uh, 'take me, I'm yours,' though," she said with a pointed look.
"No?" he asked, a smile twitching his lips.
"Oh, double –o-seven," she sighed with a grin.
"Oh, the glorious Miss Galore," he said with a wicked grin of his own.
"You look incredible in a tux," she said as she smoothed her hands over his shoulders.
"You're gonna look even better out of that dress," he said as he stepped into her and pressed her back against her dresser.
Lorelai giggled as she stumbled back and reached out to brace herself, knocking over perfume bottles and scattering stray earrings and necklaces. "Oh, James," she said breathlessly as she looked up at him wide eyed.
Luke shook his head and said, "Luke. Your husband, remember?"
"Oh, sorry, the tux confused me," she said with an innocent shrug. "I'm used to plaid flannel."
"Easy mistake," he said with a nod of agreement. He ducked his head and pressed his lips to the keyhole cutout which showed the creamy skin beneath her throat. "Mmm, freckles," he murmured against her. "My freckles," he whispered as he licked at her fragrant skin.
"Go ahead, take them," she said with a laugh.
"No, I like them on you," he murmured as he reached up and slowly pulled the zipper at the back of her dress down. He slid his hands into the opening and looked up, catching her reflection in the mirror and watching as he parted the dark blue material, revealing the sensuous curve of her spine. He straightened, his eyes locked on the mirror as he watched the darker skin of his hands contrast against the ivory softness of her back.
"What are you looking at?" Lorelai said, turning her head to glance into the mirror. "Oh," she said softly as she saw what captured his attention.
"Been a while since I saw you like this," he said in a raspy voice.
Lorelai smiled and said, "You mean saw you like this."
"Saw us like this," he corrected as he smoothed his hands up her back. He flicked open the catch of her bra and splayed his fingers over her pale skin. He looked down at her and said, "You have to admit, it is, uh, arousing."
Lorelai smiled as she brushed her fingers over the fly of his tuxedo pants and said, "Yes, it is."
His eyes returned to the mirror as he slowly drew the material over her shoulders and down her arms, baring her to the waist as she leaned up against the dresser. Lorelai looked up at him and whispered, "Keep watching," as she pressed his vest up and quickly unhooked the tuxedo pants. She unzipped them and pushed both his pants and boxers down to release him. "There we are," she whispered as he cupped her breasts in his hands, running his thumbs over her nipples. She shifted away from him, lowering herself to sit on the edge of the dresser.
"What are you doing?" he asked as he looked down at her.
"Keep watching," she said again as she pressed the tail of his shirt up and lowered her mouth to his hard cock.
The breath rushed from his lungs as she wrapped her mouth around him, causing him to moan loudly. "Lorelai," he said raggedly.
Lorelai lifted her head to look up at him and said, "Watch, Luke. Watch me as I take you in my mouth. Watch yourself as I make you come," she whispered as she lowered her lips to him again.
"Oh God," he groaned as she began to suck him. "Lorelai," he panted as she circled the head of his cock with her tongue.
"Mm hmm," she hummed around him, causing him to jerk and thrust into her mouth.
"Sorry," he whispered.
Lorelai released him and said, "Don't be." She stroked the length of him and said, "Whose cock do I have in my mouth?"
"Mine," he said softly.
"That's right," she said with a smile as she bent toward him again. She licked the tip of him as she stroked his shaft. "Whose girl am I?" she asked him.
"Mine," he answered torn between the image in the mirror and the reality in front of him.
"And who do you belong to?" she asked softly.
"You," he answered, plunging his fingers into the mass of dark curls piled on her head and pulling the pins from it desperately. "Oh God, you," he breathed as she took him in her mouth again and began to suck gently.
As he raked his fingers through her hair, smoothing it down her back and spreading it over her shoulders, Lorelai pulled him closer to her, taking him deep into her mouth and matching each stroke with her hand. She moaned softly as she reached down to cup his balls, fondling them gently with her fingers before giving him a soft squeeze. She could hear his labored breathing above her and looked up to see him looking alternately between her and his own reflection in the mirror. She increased the pressure, sucking him hard as she thrust her mouth down onto his shaft and slipped her finger down under his balls to press gently on the tender skin there.
"Oh!" he grunted as he began to thrust back at her uncontrollably. "Oh, Jesus," he whispered as he felt his orgasm bearing down on him.
Lorelai lifted her head momentarily and asked, "Are you watching?"
"Oh, God, yes," he said breathlessly as she wrapped her mouth around him again.
Lorelai plunged him deep into her mouth, moaning around him as she felt the telltale ripple against her tongue. "Mm hmm," she hummed again, pushing him over the edge.
"Lorelai!" he gasped as he thrust into her eager mouth.
She swallowed him as he came, moaning with pleasure, ripe with power, drunk with him. She licked him gently, bringing him back down to Earth with her slowly. When she looked up at him she found him staring down at her, his mouth agape as he panted for air. She blinked at him solemnly and said, "It's important for you to know your place."
Luke laughed, but couldn't get a word out as he continued to run his fingers through her hair. She straightened and pressed her cheek to his chest, listening to his hammering heart as it slowed. Finally, he cleared his throat and said in a still raspy voice, "With you."
"Always and forever," she agreed with a nod, holding him tightly.
"I have to sit down," he said raggedly.
"Oh, sorry," she said as she released him and he staggered back to the edge of the bed.
He looked at her wide eyed, beyond caring about his disheveled state, and watched as she stood up and shimmied the dress down over her hips. She stepped out of it carefully, and the pushed the straps of her silver sandals from her heels one by one. She crossed over to him in nothing but her midnight blue panties edged in black lace and began to unbutton his shirt, carefully removing the studs that her father had given him on their wedding day. When she finished she pushed the links from his cuffs, and then she placed the handful on her dresser amid the wreckage. She turned back to him and gently peeled the shirt from his shoulders, smiling down at him as he watched her mutely. After discarding the shirt, she reached for the hem of his undershirt and pulled it up, nodding for him to lift his arms. She tossed it aside too, and then knelt down to pull off his shoes and socks before stripping his pants and boxers the rest of the way off. When she finished, he tipped her chin up with his hand and said gruffly, "I didn't take you."
Lorelai shook her head and said, "No, you got taken." She smiled as she stood up and began to push her panties down. "That's the way it goes, sometimes," she said with a smug smile.
"Come here," he said as he caught her hands and pulled them to his lips. He pressed soft kisses to her knuckles and then turned them over, waiting for her to uncurl her fingers before he pressed his warm lips to each palm.
"I love you too, Burger Boy," she said softly. "Let's get in the bed."
"But," he started to protest.
"There are not 'buts.' You're mine tonight," she said as she pulled back the covers and gestured for him to crawl in. She smiled as he settled himself against the pillows and said with a smirk, "I guess we know who wears the panties in this family."
