Week 6: In the Deep End - Part 1
After two weeks of anticipation, the time had finally come for Lorelai and Luke to embark on their romantic getaway to New Hampshire, courtesy of her new friend from the hospitality convention. She and Luke were both looking forward to some privacy and a much-needed break from the stressors of home and work. Even though it was only for three days, they were excited to hide away together and make the most of their time at the lakeside chalet.
Before leaving, the couple sat down with their to-do list and went over the remaining items. There was one thing in particular Lorelai had been waiting for the right moment to tackle, and she felt she was finally ready to take the plunge. After working to ready herself for anal sex for the past month, she was feeling confident and believed that a sexy long weekend away would be the perfect time to cross that item off the list.
When she posed the idea to Luke, he was a little unsure, but ultimately willing to do whatever she wanted. His concerns weren't about his own enjoyment, but hers, which she appreciated but felt was unnecessary. She figured if it wasn't working out, they could always stop. She didn't want him to be stressed about it.
It was noon on Friday when the pair embarked on their journey. It was about a three-hour trek to their final destination on Lake Winnipesaukee, and to pass the time, Lorelai had gone online and compiled a list of questions to ask each other during their vacation. She sold it to Luke as a communication exercise that walked the line between sexy and soul-searching. Grudgingly, he agreed to participate, but only because Lorelai promised to intersperse question periods with lots and lots of sex.
They had just crossed the border into New Hampshire from Massachusetts when Lorelai busted out her list. Luke audibly groaned when he realized what she was doing, but she didn't let that stop her. She was eager to get started on what she viewed as the most important thing they would be doing that weekend: getting to know each other just a little bit better.
"Okay, you want something sexual, or non-sexual to start?" Lorelai posed, holding up her notepad.
"Huh?"
"I've got two lists. One for the freaky stuff and one for the deep, meaningful stuff. I'm good for either, it's up to you."
"I can't believe I'm saying this, but I think I'd actually rather the freaky stuff," Luke decided. Lorelai grinned.
"Column 'A' it is! Okay, where to start, where to start…" she muttered.
"How about at the beginning?" Luke suggested gruffly.
"Oookay, if you say so," she dragged out, and Luke immediately knew he had made a grave error. "What's one of your craziest sexual fantasies?"
"Ah, geez," Luke groaned. "I don't know. Ask me something else."
"Nuh uh! You wanted to start at the beginning, this is the beginning. You have to answer the question."
"Ugh, you go first then," he insisted, needing time to think up an answer.
"Fine, I'll go first. But before we do this, maybe we should set some ground rules."
"Ground rules?"
"Yeah. Like, fantasies do not have to be things we expect the other person to act out. And you can't judge me for mine, and I promise not to judge you for yours. Okay?"
Luke sighed a little in relief. "Okay," he agreed.
"Alright. Mine first, then?"
"Yours first."
Lorelai hemmed and hawed a bit before landing on her own response. "Okay, this one's a little out there, and it's not really something I want to do, it's just something I think about when I'm in the mood for something really different from my regular sex life. You know what I mean?"
"Sure," Luke allowed, his interest piqued.
"I have this fantasy of having sex in a really crowded place. Like a bar, or even a sex club," she began. Luke tuned all the way in, barely focusing on the road as Lorelai described the scene. "I picture you and me in this place where people are having sex all around us; everyone is kind of dancing and groping and touching each other We're standing at the bar and all of a sudden you pull my dress up and you take me from behind, right then and there."
She shifted a little in her seat as she relived one of her favourite fantasies. Her movement wasn't lost on Luke, who had to check to make sure his own soldier wasn't saluted after hearing it.
"Wow," he managed to croak. "That's uh…" he let his sentence go.
"I know, it's totally nuts, and probably your worst nightmare," she said with a little laugh.
"No, no. I mean, yes, it is totally nuts and no I would never do it, but its… pretty hot. I can see why you like it."
Lorelai smiled brightly at the validation, already feeling like this question game was a good idea.
"Okay, that was my deep dark fantasy. You're up, slugger."
"Fine. You said no judgement," Luke reaffirmed with a pointed finger.
"This is a judgement-free zone, my friend. Say whatever comes to mind."
"Okay, I want to preface this by saying it's not a current fantasy, just one that I used to have. And it's not something I ever would have seriously entertained acting on."
"You're not going before the courts here, Luke, just spit it out," Lorelai teased.
Luke took a steadying breath, spared a glance in her direction, and prepared to come clean. "You remember when Rachel came back, three/four years before we got together?"
"Yeah."
"Well, when she came back I wasn't totally into it, you know? I mean, she was there and we were together, but I had pretty strong feelings for you at the time and it kind of got in the way." Lorelai nodded her understanding, and he continued. "So, when Rachel was there I was trying to focus on her, without a lot of success, and I realized that the best way to get in the mood was to picture having you there," he admitted. Lorelai's brow furrowed.
"Instead of Rachel?"
"No, in addition to Rachel. Rachel was still there, and you were there too." Her eyes widened in recognition.
"You wanted to have a threesome with me and Rachel?!" she exclaimed, delighted.
"You said you wouldn't judge!"
"Oh honey, I am so not judging you, I am patting you on the back. That is a bold fantasy."
"You're not allowed to mock, either," he grumbled.
"Seriously, I'm not mocking, not judging, just genuinely appreciating. So tell me, how was it?"
"How was what?" he asked, confused.
"How was the fantasy? How did it play out? Don't leave me hanging here."
"I mean, it was a threesome. It went how I imagine most fantasies of threesomes go," he hedged.
"Just give me a few details. Were we into it? Did you do all the touching, or did we touch each other? Did you picture us making out? Tell me we made out, because if there's one thing I can say for Rachel, that girl had a pretty mouth."
"I guess everyone was into everyone else, in this particular fantasy. Lots of touching to go around," he answered, haltingly.
"What was your favourite part? What brought you over the finish line."
He groaned. "You're gonna think I'm such a creep."
"No, I won't. I promise." Luke sighed and finally decided just to come clean.
"I guess the 'big finish' was usually me laying on my back with you riding me, while making out with Rachel, both of you kind of touching each other. That was the visual that really pushed me over the edge, so to speak."
Lorelai couldn't help but notice the tingle between her thighs as Luke described the moment.
"God, that's hot," she told him. He spared her a look of astonishment.
"Yeah?"
"Oh yeah. And it's not even because I want to do it. Just knowing that you concocted that little scenario in your head… that's incredibly hot." Luke chuckled lightly, feeling some of his nerves fall away.
"Crazy lady," he said, affectionately. She smiled and gestured to the list.
"You want another?"
"Yeah, sure. Why the hell not?"
"What's something you've always wanted to ask me to try, but assumed I wouldn't like?"
"I've never really worried about asking you to do things, you're usually pretty receptive," Luke said. Lorelai smiled, pleased to know he felt he could come to her with his fantasies and proclivities.
"Is there anything you've wanted to try that we haven't done?"
"I'm sure there are, but I think we probably just haven't done them because the opportunity hasn't presented itself. Like having sex in the water," he threw out there.
"That's something you'd like to try?" Luke nodded.
"Yeah, I mean, assuming the water's not freezing," he amended. Lorelai laughed and filed that information away for later.
"Alright, that's a good one. Sex in the water. For me, it's something I know you just wouldn't be down for, but I can't help but want to do it anyway."
"What's that?"
"Sex in the diner," she told him. He chuckled.
"You're right, I would never be down for that." She shook her head.
"So predictable, you are."
"Okay, Yoda. For the record, it's not that I wouldn't want to have sex with you in the diner, is that's I really don't feel like getting the place shut down."
"Goody two-shoes," she mocked, poking him in the arm.
"Yeah, I'm a real people pleaser. What's the next question?"
"Nice deflection," she teased. "Next question. Would you rather have only morning sex for the rest of your life, or strictly sex at night?"
"Oh man, that's hard," Luke said. "I like having sex at night because we're not rushed. But I love morning sex, when you're tired and not completely awake. Everything feels a little more intense. I can't decide."
"I think sex at night. Morning sex is amazing, for all the reasons you mentioned, but if these last few weeks have taught me anything, it's that a day full of anticipation is like the most potent foreplay ever. I really like knowing I get to come home to you at night and have my way with you," Lorelai answered. Luke smiled and reached over to give her hand a little squeeze.
"I like that too. Nighttime it is." Lorelai smiled and regarded her list.
"What do you find sexiest about me?" she asked.
"Well, that's tough," he said. He was still holding her hand, a fact which Lorelai loved. "You're gorgeous, obviously."
"Obviously," she mimicked, teasingly. He chuckled.
"You have an unreasonably hot body."
"Of course," she agreed amusedly, wondering where he was going with this.
"But the sexiest thing about you, I think, isn't the way you look. It's how receptive you are to the things we do together. I don't know if I've ever seen anything sexier than when you lose control. And I think my favourite thing about that is that I'm the only one who gets to see it. It's that little bit of you that belongs to me." Lorelai squirmed a little in her seat as she took in his declaration. Not only his admiration for what, she assumed, was her 'O' face, but also his not-so-subtle ownership over her sexuality.
God, she wanted him. Like really wanted him.
Luke cleared his throat, capturing her attention. "Your turn." She smiled and made a show of checking him out.
"Can I just say 'ditto'?" she asked. He laughed.
"Sure, Lorelai. Make me do all the work."
"But it's true!" she exclaimed. "That exact moment, the one you described, that's the moment where I sometimes can't believe how sexy you are. It's enthralling, watching you come apart like that."
Luke lifted her hand to his lips and placed a kiss on the back of it.
"God, how much longer do we have before we get there?" Lorelai asked.
"About an hour," he told her.
She groaned. "Too long."
He nodded his agreement. "Way too long."
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When they finally pulled up to the cottage, Lorelai was about to burst. She was so pent up from all the revelations thanks to the question game, which she was patting herself on the back for thinking up. On the way, they'd had to stop in and pick up the keys, a layover she sped through as quickly as she could to get them to their final destination. Luke noticed her rush, but didn't say anything, feeling equally impatient to get down to business.
"Wow, look at this place," Lorelai said as she jumped out of the truck.
It was a beautiful scene. A grassy lawn with a hammock, fire pit and seating area gave way to a small sandy beach on the lakeshore. There was a red shed flanked by a canoe, rowboat and a few kayaks.
The cottage itself was small, but charming. A log cabin with a red tin roof captured the scenic vibe perfectly, almost sinking into its natural surroundings. Lorelai smiled as she took in the two Adirondack chairs on the front porch, which seemed to invite her in.
"Pretty nice," Luke said, coming to stand next to her. He was close enough that his arm brushed hers, and suddenly all she was aware of was him.
"Let's check it out. We can come back for our bags," she suggested. She linked her fingers through his and started toward the cottage.
Lorelai was vaguely aware of the door opening and closing again, before she was backed up against it. Luke's lips found hers hungrily, and his hands dug into her hips as he pulled her body into his. Lorelai wrapped her arms around him, one hand clinging to his shoulder as the other tangled in his hair, holding him to her as she deepened the kiss.
"I want you," Luke managed to get out as he tore his lips from hers and moved them determinedly down to her neck. She moaned and went to work on his flannel as he kissed and nipped at her pulse point.
It was a flurry of activity as they rushed to undress each other. The better part of their trip had been nothing but straight sexual tension and verbal foreplay as they asked questions and teased each other with their responses. By the time they were half an hour out, Luke was seriously considering pulling over and having his way with her on the side of the highway.
Luke entered her roughly, her legs around his waist and arms circling his neck to hold on. He used the door to keep her aloft and allowed just enough space between them for his body to move with quick, deep thrusts. Lorelai grunted each time he filled her to the hilt, bottoming out inside of her with the assistance of gravity. She couldn't complain though, because all she wanted in that moment was to feel every part of him, to be filled by him completely.
Their pace was frantic, an urgent search for release as Luke plunged into her over and over again, met by her hips moving as best she could to enhance their connection. Luke looked down between them and could see that connection happening over and over again, like a live sex show that he couldn't look away from.
Lorelai felt herself unravelling after only a few minutes. The intensity of their lovemaking left her unable to breathe or think of anything else but the incredible sensation of his cock inside of her, pounding her into oblivion.
She came apart with a primal yell that resounded throughout the cottage, only to be met by a growl from Luke as he filled her with his own release in three hard thrusts.
Lorelai's legs were like Jell-O as they slid from Luke's hips and her feet came to the floor. His body pushed into hers and held them both upright against the door as they regained their bearings.
"Well," Lorelai said breathlessly. "I like this door. Remind me to include that in my report."
Luke chuckled and dropped a kiss on her cheek, then beneath her ear. She closed her eyes and dropped her head back against the door as he continued to kiss her neck.
"Mmm, Luke," she moaned.
"You're so sexy," he mumbled against her skin. She smiled as his hands began to grope her again, tweaking her nipples and palming her breasts while he continued to kiss and lick and nip. She sighed and gently pushed back on his chest, urging him to disengage.
"I need a couple minutes before round two," she told him. He grumbled, but backed off, his eyes tracing her body like his fingers had just done, sending a small thrill through her. She leaned in and kissed him again, softly.
"By the way, that was the look," she said. His brow furrowed. "The sexiest thing about you – it was that look." Understanding dawned on Luke's features, followed by a flushing of his cheeks. She grinned at her ability to still catch him off-guard, even when they were both still naked and panting.
Luke cleared his throat and backed them away from the door. "Come on. Let's get our stuff and check this place out."
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After their initial housewarming, Lorelai and Luke cooled things down a bit, taking time to bring in their belongings and thoroughly explore their weekend digs. The cottage was lovely and well appointed. It was rustic enough that they felt like they were in nature, but had all of the amenities one would associate with a high-end lodge. Just about anything they could think to want or need was accommodated, which Lorelai put down in her notebook as she started thinking of points to include in her report on their stay.
The main bedroom was spacious and bright with a California king bed taking up a generous portion of space in the middle. Lorelai took a running leap at the bed as soon as she saw it, and immediately curled in on herself as she was consumed by comfort. Luke stood back in the doorway with their bags, shaking his head in amusement at her antics.
Off the bedroom was a master bath that sported a deep soaker tub big enough for two and a large shower. Lorelai noticed that little welcome kits had been included on the bathroom vanity, including a few goodies for the guests to enjoy during their stay and to take home with them. She appreciated the personal touches.
Outside, Luke investigated the shed, which turned out to be full of things to use on the water. Fishing equipment, life vests, oars, floaties and more adorned the walls and filled chests and drawers. A welcome sign on the outside invited them to make use of anything their hearts desired. He made a mental note to get up early the next morning and do a little fishing before Lorelai woke up.
Once they were through with their tour it was nearly dinnertime. Luke grilled up some steaks and veggies for them to eat out by the fire pit, enjoying the warmth of the last days of June. It was a perfectly lovely day, and both were already feeling more relaxed than they had that morning. It was amazing what a little peace and tranquility could do for the soul.
After dinner, they settled down on the beach and let the small waves lap at their feet as they sat back in the sand.
"This might be the perfect place," Lorelai commented.
"It's pretty great. I can't believe how private it is. Haven't seen or heard anyone else since we got here."
"She did say that no one would be able to hear us scream," Lorelai reminded him with a chuckle. "Although I'm not sure if she was factoring in the amount of noise you're capable of bringing out of me."
"Might have to test that theory," he teased. Lorelai felt a familiar tingle at the insinuation. It was remarkable to her that this man whom she had been with for so many years could still make her feel this way with just an offhanded comment.
"You want to?" she asked. He huffed a laugh.
"What'd you have in mind?"
She shot him a sultry grin, and instead of answering with words, pulled her shirt over her head, revealing her lacy bra to the elements.
"Lorelai…" he attempted, only to have her stand up before him and shimmy her shorts down her legs.
"Luke," she mimicked his tone of voice. "We're all alone here. Who's gonna know?"
"I'm gonna know," he argued, but as Lorelai shed her bra and dropped her underwear, he found his will to fight rapidly fleeing. "You're nuts, you know that?"
"I do, in fact!" She gave him one more chance to catch up before taking a running start into the lake, diving once the water passed her knees. She came up a few seconds later and looked like a wet dream as she slicked her wet hair back, her breasts peaking out of the water and glistening in the late day sun. She blinked the water out of her eyes and looked at Luke still on shore.
"You coming, or what?"
He chuckled at the unintentional double entendre.
"Yeah," he finally conceded. "I'm coming."
Lorelai watched with rapt attention as his clothes were peeled away from his skin. No matter how many times she saw him naked, she never got enough. She didn't miss that he was already half-cocked when he finally dropped his boxers and started into the lake.
"Gah! It's cold!" he complained.
"Come on, don't be a baby. It's beautiful!"
Luke took it much slower than Lorelai as he made his way in. Once the water was past his hips, he took the plunge and dunked himself to get used to it, finally swimming over to where Lorelai had floated off to, treading water just a few metres from shore.
"Better?" Lorelai asked as he approached.
"Better," he agreed, coming to find the water more comfortable. He closed the distance between them and pulled her body into his, kissing her soundly as soon as she was in range. Lorelai smiled into the kiss and wrapped her arms and legs around him, allowing him to tread for the both of them.
Their weightlessness added a delightfully different element to their kissing and touching, as if all worldly ailments fled the moment they touched the water. Luke treaded back to where he could touch so he could get a solid foundation under him, his toes sinking into the sandy bottom as his arms wrapped around her middle, holding her tightly to him.
Lorelai sighed into his kisses, enjoying the feeling of his heat in combination with the coolness of the water and the warm breeze that kissed their exposed skin. Her entire body was slick and slid sinuously against Luke's as she began to move her hips against his rapidly growing erection, which was trapped between them.
Luke moaned into her mouth and brought his hands down to her ass, helping her move, loving the way she felt wrapped around him in such an intimate way, unconcerned with the wide open world around them.
He continued to kiss her soundly as he reached between them and brought his erection to her opening. She was easy to maneuver as he pulled her down onto him. He couldn't contain his groan of satisfaction if he tried. Her internal heat was like nothing he had ever experienced before, after being surrounded by the chill of the water.
Lorelai was similarly taken aback by the new sensation. Luke felt warm and big inside of her, and being wrapped around him and weightless made her feel like she could do anything.
Emboldened by the water, Lorelai planted another kiss on his lips and then pulled back. He let her go, and she linked her fingers at the back of his neck and held on with outstretched arms as she started to move her hips in circles. Luke groaned at the new angle and stilled his hips, allowing her to direct the movement.
Lorelai set up a slow, but measured pace as she used her warm, wet body to pleasure Luke. He shuddered each time he filled her to the hilt, only to have a cool rush of water consume his cock on retreat. The combination of hot and cold, paired with friction, was doing incredible things to him. He couldn't believe he'd waited so long to have this experience with her.
Deciding he wanted more, Luke pulled them closer to the shore until the water was in line with their hips. He eased Lorelai back so she was floating with him still buried inside of her, his hand under her back for support. Her body hovered half submerged, and her breasts and core were just barely visible above the surface. She practically glowed in the sunlight, and in that moment, Luke was hard pressed to think of any image more perfect.
Lorelai closed her eyes and relaxed back into the water as Luke directed their movements. Water filled her ears, deafening her to the world around her, and her senses were reduced only to the feeling of Luke filling and emptying her slowly. She moaned as his thumb came to her clit, enhancing her pleasure. The water tickled her breasts and nipples every time she moved, becoming part of the experience. Behind her eyes, she could see explosions of light from the sun up above, and in her mind, those explosions corresponded with Luke's ministrations to make this an experience that fulfilled her, mind, body and spirit.
It was a slow burn as Luke made love to Lorelai in the lake. The sensations were too good to rush through. He didn't want to miss a second of what he was feeling, and what he knew he was making her feel as well.
When he brought her to her finish, it was a combination of long, deep thrusts and his thumb circling her clit determinedly, making her see stars. Her clenching, overheated core pulled his release from him and he came long and hard, his entire body seizing with pleasure. Lorelai opened her eyes to see him come apart and she was not disappointed. His eyes clamped shut and his hips rolled into hers as he bared his teeth in a look that was primal, rugged and completely honest. She worked her pelvic muscles to pull more out of him, and teased a strangled groan from him that she could hear beyond the water, making her feel like she had unlimited power over his body.
As Luke slowed to a stop, his spent member slipped out of her, but Lorelai continued to float with her legs around his waist. Neither could imagine leaving this perfect moment, so they didn't. They remained in the water until the chill made its presence known, only then fully disengaging and heading in to dry land.
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Lorelai and Luke sat out by the firepit, a cozy crackling fire warming them as the temperature dipped just slightly and the night wore on. The two had started drinking not long after they got out of the lake, finding it a perfect night to sit outside and stargaze, while getting a good buzz on. Neither was feeling any pain after their amazing first day at the cottage.
Emboldened by earlier revelations and subsequent mind-blowing sex, Lorelai brought her notebook out with her, intending to continue their exploration of each other's sexuality. She hoped he would also be willing dig into the questions on the second list, which dealt with life, love and relationships.
"What's your definition of amazing sex?"
"You mean other than what we did today?" Luke asked, holding his hands out over the fire to feel its warmth. She smiled and urged him on.
"Come on, give me some specifics."
"Hmm," Luke thought about the question for a moment before responding. "For me 'amazing sex' is when I know that you're enjoying it as much as I am," he finally said.
"You're sweet."
"Not being sweet, just honest," he said nonchalantly. "How about you?"
"I guess for me sex is amazing when it feels like we're losing control, you know?" she pondered aloud. "Like when our hands are everywhere and we can't stop touching and kissing. It's like the most potent drug ever when it gets like that."
"I can see that," Luke agreed. He looked across the fire and caught Lorelai's eye, offering a bit of a smirk. "You thinking about one time in particular?"
Lorelai grinned. "Remember back when we were first dating and I forced you to come out to that Halloween party?"
"You mean the time you dressed up as a slutty librarian and wouldn't let me leave the party unless I promised to make you squirt?"
"If I recall correctly, you're the one who came up with the squirting bit to get me to leave."
"Well, I came through for you either way," he reminded her, casually. Lorelai's grin was so wide it hurt.
"You were pretty proud of yourself that night," she pointed out.
"Hey, I'm a giver, what can I say?"
"You're something, alright."
Luke nodded to her notebook. "What's the next question?"
"Uhh, you want something sexual or non-sexual?" she asked.
"Dealer's choice."
"Sexual it is!"
"Why am I not surprised?" Luke asked with a grin.
"Shush, you. Okay… oh, here's a good one. I actually don't think I know the answer to this. How old were you when you lost your virginity?"
His brow furrowed. "I've never told you this before?"
"I don't think so. You always get super cagey about your sex life before we got together."
"It's not that I'm cagey. I just don't want to be disrespectful, you know?"
"Yeah, you're a regular boy scout. Now dish!"
Luke placed another log on the fire and then eased back into his chair, taking a second to think about his answer. "I guess I was about 17?"
"You're not sure?" Lorelai asked, amusedly.
"It was early junior year. I just can't remember if it was before or after my birthday," he clarified.
"It was with Rachel?" she asked, although she already knew the answer.
"Yup. We'd been dating a few months. My dad went out of town, so I took her home."
"And you sealed the deal!" Lorelai exclaimed, finishing his story for him. He rolled his eyes.
"Something like that. Your turn."
"Okay. Let me set the stage." Lorelai sat forward in her chair as if about to tell an epic tale. Luke shook his head, amused, and returned his attention to the fire.
"I'm 14. It's the Fourth of July and the bar in the pool house is stocked. My parents are having a party and the kids have broken off into a sub party. I'm in the bedroom with boyfriend of three weeks, Johnny Cage – real name – and he's pawing at me like a dog in heat."
"You have a remarkable way with words," Luke deadpanned.
"We're liquored up. We're young. Hormones are raging. Finally, finally, a girl lets him stick it in her, and you know what happens?"
"I can only imagine."
"You know the term 'two-pump chump'?" Lorelai asked. Luke stifled a laugh.
"Uh huh."
"That term was coined for a guy who was twice the man young Johnny Cage was."
"Yikes."
"Yikes is right. Poor Johnny. He barely even got it in. Just the tip, really."
"You're very vulgar tonight," Luke pointed out. Lorelai raised the half-empty bottle of wine she'd been swigging from, making him laugh.
"Okay, okay, moving on," she decided. "This kind of piggy backs on that one, plus I already answered it, plus I wanna know and you're extra chatty tonight. What was your first sexual experience like?"
"It was fine," Luke said, with his usual economy of words. Lorelai shot him a glare and he sighed. "I don't know why you want to know. It's not like I wanted to know about your two minutes of passion with Johnny Cage."
"Well, I shared, so you have to, too."
Luke sighed and decided to just indulge her. Besides, his head was spinning after his fifth beer and he couldn't think of a good reason not to.
"It was fine. Nice, you know. It was Rachel. We cared about each other. We knew it was gonna happen, so we were prepared. Lit some candles, put on an album and got down to it."
"What album?" she asked, intrigued.
"It was, uh… Phil Collins. In the Air Tonight," he told her, stopping to think.
"Luke!" Lorelai exclaimed. "That is a very sexy song. I don't know if I'm impressed, or mad that you wasted it on Rachel."
Luke chuckled. "She seemed to like it."
"Was it good?" she pushed.
"Yeah," Luke said, a little grin playing on his lips. "I mean, we fumbled around a bit, but we were pretty comfortable with each other. We'd known each other a long time, so it didn't feel weird. It was a little abbreviated once we got down to it, but I think we both had fun."
"Man, your story is so much better than mine," Lorelai grumbled.
"Sorry about that," he lied. He took a swig from his beer and gestured to the list. "What's next? Give me something from column B."
"Non-sexual?"
"Yeah, mix it up."
"Boring."
"You'll survive."
"Alright, column B, column B," she murmured to herself as she flipped to her second list. "Okay. What's the first thing you noticed about me?"
"I thought this was supposed to be non-sexual," Luke joked. Lorelai shot him a grin and he went on to answer the question. "I think the first thing I noticed was your insane level of energy. After you left the diner that first time, it felt a little like a tornado had come through the place."
"I don't know if that's a compliment," she groused.
Luke smiled. "I don't know if I thought it was a good thing that first day, but believe me, it's a compliment. There are days when I don't know how you do it. You just always seem so… alive."
"Yeah?" she asked, offering a half smile.
"You have a way of energizing people around you. Me included, which is a feat. Trust me, it's a good thing."
"I guess I'll take that," she allowed. "Umm, the first thing I noticed about you was your eyes," she said easily.
"My eyes?"
"Yeah. You stopped and you looked at me with such intensity. And I know that's because I was being incredibly annoying, but for a second – just a second – I was completely mesmerized by them."
"Huh," Luke said, taking this in. "And here I thought I dazzled you with my wit and charm."
Lorelai laughed brightly, recalling their first encounter in which he told her to sit down and shut up.
"Nah, babe, it's all about the baby blues," she said, gesturing to her own eyes. Luke smiled, and she moved onto the next question. "What superpower do you wish you could have?"
"The ability to make Taylor disappear. Come on, ask me something hard," he joked. They shared a laugh, and Lorelai went on to answer the question.
"I think I'd like to be able to teleport. Get to see Rory whenever I want. Skip getting groped by the TSA…"
"That's a good one. Can I switch?"
"Sorry, you're locked in."
"I can deal with that," he allowed. Lorelai moved down the list.
"Hmm, this one's sad. You up for sad?"
"Sure, hit me," Luke said, taking a fortifying swig from his bottle.
"Can you describe what your first heartbreak was like?"
"Ugh, that is sad." He thought a moment. Spurred on by liquid courage, he dove in. "Rachel always had these big dreams. She picked up photography in high school and fell in love with it, so she went to school for it. In '87 she got this crazy opportunity to go work with a photographer in Southeast Asia. Guy was a big name; she couldn't pass it up. She wanted me to go with her, but my dad was sick and I was the only one around to take care of him, so we agreed to kind of take a break. She was only supposed to go for a few months and come back, so I figured we'd pick back up when she did. She ended up being gone for two years.
"We kept in touch. Sent letters. A few months before my dad died I wrote her to let her know that he wasn't doing well. I didn't ask her to come back, but when she got the letter, she got right on a plane and came home. She was there when he died. I honestly don't think I couldn't have gotten through it without her. She was the only reason I got out of bed some days."
Luke stopped and took another sip of his beer, letting the memories wash over him.
"She tried to stick it out, but I knew she was bored living in Stars Hollow. She still talked about moving around and seeing the world. I guess I didn't really believe she would do it, you know? I was so rooted there, and I didn't understand why she couldn't be."
"She wasn't happy there," Lorelai offered. He shook his head.
"No, she wasn't. I mean, her family was around and she loved me. I know she did. But she needed more. A few months after Dad died, she was leaving again. She asked me to go. Begged me, actually. It was a big fight."
"Why didn't you?"
"I couldn't. I thought I couldn't. Like leaving would be turning my back on my dad or something. If I let the store fail, if I sold it all, his life's work would be for nothing. So I stayed and she left."
"How did you feel?" Lorelai asked.
"Numb," he said. He sipped his beer some more and looked out over the flames. "My dad was gone. Mom was gone. Liz and Jess were god knows where. Rachel was the only thing I had left, and then suddenly, she was gone too. I was completely alone, for the first time ever."
"That must have been hard."
"I tried to ignore it, you know? I just worked, tried to focus on the store, but the store was failing, which made me feel like I was failing."
"You made it work though," Lorelai reminded him. "You turned it around, turned it into something you could be proud of. Something your dad would be proud of."
"Yeah," he agreed. He stared into he fire as he went on. "Rachel leaving again was something I should have been prepared for, but I wasn't. Then she came back about a year later and I could tell that she wasn't sticking around. She was so excited about the life she had been leading out in the world. I had absolutely nothing to offer her at that point. I think that's when the heartbreak really set in. That's when I knew that I would never be enough for her, that we weren't going to spend our lives together."
"But didn't you guys get back together?"
Luke huffed a laugh. "Yeah, pretty much every time she came back to town. I know she loved me, and I loved her, but we were kidding ourselves." He shook his head. "Okay, that's my sob story. Your turn."
"Uh, I don't know if you want to hear this," she said. Luke quirked a brow. "My first heartbreak was you."
"What?"
"I mean, don't get me wrong, I had been hurt before. When Chris left me after Sookie's wedding, it hurt a lot. But I don't think I knew the meaning of the word 'heartbreak' until you left me after my parent's vow renewal."
"Really?"
"Yeah," Lorelai said, shifting a little uncomfortably in her chair. "I just… I loved you, Luke. I loved you in a way I had never loved anyone. I just wasn't prepared to feel that way."
"What way?" he probed.
"Like the earth was crumbling beneath my feet," she whispered. Luke watched as a tear slipped out of her eye, only to be hastily wiped away. She sniffled and shook her head with a laugh. "Ugh, god, enough wine for me. It's making me a sap."
"Lorelai," he said, catching her eye. "For what it's worth – if it's worth anything at all – the way I felt without you is something that I had never experienced. Losing Rachel hurt. Losing you broke me."
Lorelai watched him sadly. "I don't suppose you want to move back to the sexy questions?" she asked, trying to lighten things back up. Luke smiled sadly.
"Maybe that's enough questions for tonight."
"Okay." She set the notebook aside and looked out at the fire as a heavy silence settled over the night.
XXXX
It was a little after eleven when the fire finally burned itself out. Lorelai and Luke made their way quietly back into the cottage, turning off lights as they went, heading for the bedroom. For as good as the day had been, and it had been phenomenal, they were ready to say goodbye to this particular night.
They crawled into bed together, each on their own sides. They were naked, but only because Lorelai had refused to allow Luke to pack pajamas. Lorelai sighed and sunk into the sheets, and Luke looked over at her, barely able to make out her shape in the darkness.
"Hey," he caught her attention and she turned to look at him. "C'mere." He held his arm out and she took the invitation to roll into him, resting her head on his chest, her arm across his midsection. Luke kissed the top of her head.
"I love you," he whispered.
"I love you too."
Lorelai didn't want the night to end this way. Their day had been too good to go out on this melancholy note.
She started with small peck to his chest. Luke sighed and pulled his hands away, letting her go on whatever journey she wanted to take, knowing it would be worthwhile. He, too, was unhappy with leaving things off where they were.
As her kisses trailed lower, Lorelai nudged the blanket down until Luke was able to kick it off his feet. She came upon his manhood, finding it flaccid, but figuring she probably wouldn't have to work too hard to bring it to life.
Luke let out a swift breath as Lorelai got to her hands and knees and took hold of his member, pumping it a few times, before descending with her mouth. He was soft and pliant between her lips, and she took him all the way in, a feat she was never capable of when he was erect.
Luke resisted the urge to push up into her mouth, letting her take things at her own pace. Her position had her back end near his shoulders, so he used it to his advantage, running a hand over her lower back and ass in gentle strokes, encouraging her to continue her activities down below.
As he was brought to life, Lorelai's head began to bob up and down, every so often licking his engorged tip and eliciting a small gasp or a moan from the man behind her. Her own hips began to move, seeking the friction of her tight thighs as she worked him up to his full potential, bringing her hand into the mix to hold and stroke his base while she licked and sucked at the tip.
As much as Luke enjoyed sex with Lorelai, there were few things more pleasurable than having her take him to the finish in her mouth – not that it was ever an expectation. But tonight, after making love to her twice earlier, he couldn't think of a good reason to change things up – but that didn't mean he wasn't interested in being an active participant.
His mind wandered back to their to-do list, and he realized they were more or less perfectly positioned to mark off another item.
With his hand on her inner thigh, he urged her to move over him. Lorelai popped off his cock and looked at him over her shoulder to figure out exactly what he was trying to accomplish, only to be met with a sexy grin. She returned it and resituated herself so she was straddling his face, and then leaned back down to take him back in her mouth.
Luke started with a long stroke along her slick folds, working his way inward with a pointed tongue until he could feel her engorged clit sitting on top of it. With his hands on either side of her ass, he pulled her down onto his tongue so he could flatten it against her, providing ample pressure and causing her to moan around his cock, which sent a spark of pleasure through his body.
The couple worked patiently and skillfully as moans and gasps filled the room. Hips began to move until Lorelai was riding Luke's face in earnest and he was thrusting gently up into Lorelai's mouth, seeking every ounce of friction and suction she was willing to give him.
Luke took his tongue to her wet hole and dipped it inside, tasting the full force of her arousal and finding himself impossibly turned on by it. Lorelai popped off his cock and bucked back into him at the feeling of his tongue inside of her, wanting to fuck it, wanting to feel every inch of it, wishing there was so much more.
"Ung, Lorelai," Luke moaned at the sudden lack of attention. She attempted to refocus, only to let out a cry of pleasure as he sucked her labia into his mouth, and then returned his tongue to her clit in a series of quick, urgent flicks. She took him back into her mouth and doubled down on her speed, knowing she was dangerously close, and wanting him to come with her.
It didn't take much longer for them to lose all semblance of control. They fucked each other's faces as best they could in this position, crying out into the night as they each fell over the edge. Luke came in Lorelai's mouth and she swallowed it down quickly, sucking him hard and deliberately pulling every ounce of pleasure out of him. Meanwhile, her juices coated Luke's mouth and slid down his chin as he licked at her, taking every bit of what he could get until she was fully sated.
It took most of her remaining energy for Lorelai to swing her leg back over Luke's head, flopping onto her back beside him, her head near his feet as she laid upside down on the bed.
Heaving heavy breaths, Luke dropped his hand on her thigh, giving her a loving, tired pat, words not coming to mind to describe the pleasure she had just given him. She was in a similar state, her entire centre soaked with a mixture of his saliva and her natural juices.
They both knew, at some point, they would have to get up and clean themselves up before turning in for the night, but at that moment it seemed like an impossible task. Instead, they just laid there for a while, head to toe, breathing deeply as they sought the strength to carry on.
A/N – This chapter was just too long, so I split it into two parts. Hope you liked the beginning. Let me know!