A/N: Hey guys! This is my first attempt to write for Gilmore girls fandom, so even though I'm nervous, I'm pretty excited as well. First of all, I wanna give huge shout out to my friend Dee, who not only inspired this story, but also was kind of enough to be my beta, and on top of it all, came up with the title. Dee, you're the best!
Warning: this is M rated story, very heavily M rated, lots of smut, lemons and the like.
Also, English is not my first language, and even though Dee edited the document, there still might be some mistakes that we missed. If you find any, let me know, so that I could edit them out.
Disclaimer: All GG related stuff belongs to ASP.
Summary: Rory goes to Louise's 'all girls' slumber party. Little does she know the boys are also invited. When the male population of Chilton arrives, the party takes a turn with unexpected results. AU, Jess goes to Chilton. Literati. Smut.
Let the games begin
Chapter 1
When Rory was invited to Louise's slumber party, she had no idea what outcome to expect. She changed into her cupcake print pajamas in Louise's bathroom. She wasn't surprised when she saw Madeline and Louise and their other girlfriends all wearing very skimpy sleepwear, consisting of satin mini shorts and tank tops. She felt awkward and overdressed, but she would never feel comfortable in outfits like theirs.
Rory didn't suspect anything amiss, until the doorbell rang and Louise jumped from her seat excitedly.
"Oh, it's the boys!" she exclaimed, rushing out of her room to go downstairs and answer the door.
"Boys? Wait, what boys?" Rory asked Madeline, already suspecting what the answer might be and not liking it one bit.
"What kind of a slumber party would it be without boys?" Madeline shrugged. "Lou invited everyone from our class."
"Everyone? As in Tristin and his friends too?" Rory scrunched her nose. This was not what she agreed on. It was supposed to be an all girls slumber party. That's what she told Lorelai. Spending the night with boys was not the plan, especially not when Tristin, who she hated, and his cronies were involved. And there was Jess, who was considered one of Tristin's friends, even though he was not rich and privileged. He was the only kid in Dugray's group who was on a scholarship and didn't have rich parents to back him up. Even though he messed around pulling pranks and such with Tristin, Jess never got caught. On the record he had a perfectly good behavior. Anything less would cost him his scholarship. He knew that, so he was very careful. But a slumber party on a weekend and off school grounds was not forbidden, so anything could happen.
Rory would have never admitted it to anyone, but she secretly started developing a crush on Jess a few weeks ago when they were first paired up for a project. Their first encounter when she transferred to Chilton was not that pleasant, as he was among the boys who hung out with Tristan, a.k.a. the bane of her existence. Tristin had been taunting her mercilessly since the day he first met her. Jess made some comments too, but they weren't as venomous, it seemed more like teasing rather than mocking like Tristin did. So when they were paired up for a biology assignment, Rory was not happy, but not downright disgusted either. While they were forced to work together, she had a chance to get to know him better, to get a glimpse of Jess underneath the tough and cool Mariano exterior. And unexpectedly she liked what she saw. He was well-read, quick-witted, had great taste in movies and music, and if Rory was being completely honest with herself, he was cute too. Hot even. But nobody had to know that! After a while she started daydreaming about Jess more and more, so the prospect of being around him at Louise's house wearing pajamas with no adult supervision was kind of nerve-wracking.
The newcomers interrupted Rory's thoughts. Louise came into her room and announced the new arrivals.
"Boys, go on and change into your PJ's, the bathroom is over there. But if you're not shy, you can change right here," Louise said, the seductive smile never leaving her face. Rory couldn't tell who Louise's victim of the week was. She had slept with probably half of all the Chilton sports teams already. So she was quickly running out of options. Tristin noticed Rory almost immediately and sauntered over to her, his voice an annoying drawl.
"You know, I usually sleep naked, so I wouldn't have anything to change into, but Mary here might be shocked by the view." he wiggled his eyebrows at Rory, and she just snorted and turned away. "What's the matter, Mary? Don't you wanna see a man's body completely naked? Have you seen one before?"
"Did you bring a man with you to show me? 'Cause I don't see one anywhere," Rory retorted. All of the guys whistled and hollered their appreciation.
"Ouch, somebody get him some ice for that burn," Jess chuckled.
"Shut up, Mariano," Tristin swallowed Rory's insult, and smiled nonetheless. He liked them fiery.
After a few moments the boys emerged from the bathroom wearing all kinds of shorts and sweatpants. Tristin was wearing a white wife beater showing off his arms and long torso. He knew he looked good in those, so it was entirely on purpose. Jess came out of the bathroom last; he wore grey worn out sweatpants and a plain hunter green t-shirt. Rory has never seen him like that before, he looked… warm, homey, cozy. She wanted to snuggle against his chest. Whoa, where did that come from? Jess Mariano was definitely not the type of guy you would think about snuggling with. It seemed like he was made of sharp lines and edges. He looked damn hot in the Chilton uniform, somehow making the dorky outfit look like any high school girl's wet dream, but Rory decided she liked him even better like this, dressed casually in comfy clothes. When they were working on their project, they didn't meet outside of school grounds. But hanging out with him was really nice, and Rory would like to think they were becoming friends, or at least friendly, maybe friend-ish would be the better term for what was developing. Jess hadn't been teasing her as much as he used to since the beginning of their assignment. He gave her small smiles when he passed her in the hallways and he even called her once on her home phone number, and they spent at least half an hour talking first about their work progress and then about everything else. Rory thought that maybe, just maybe they would've kept talking, if Lorelai hadn't interrupted their conversation needing to use the phone herself. Seeing Jess like this outside of school wearing normal clothes somehow made her feel closer to him, almost like it gave her some inside scoop on what Jess Mariano was like in a regular setting. Her thoughts were interrupted by the commotion in Louise's room. She had a huge bedroom with a four poster bed with red velvet drapes and a whole stack of puffy pillows. The heavy velvet curtains matched the ones on the bed in color. Everything about the room screamed 'sex' and 'seduction'. It fit very well with Louise's personality. Apart from the bed, there was a big sitting area with a couch and a plush carpet. You could probably fit the entire ground floor of the Crap Shack into this one room. Louise ordered everybody to sit down wherever they wanted and relax, while she grabbed a couple of guys to run to the kitchen and bring back a few packs of beer and a couple of whiskey bottles with cola, chips and other snacks. This little slumber party was quickly turning into something entirely different, and Rory had a bad feeling about this. When Louise was back and everybody had a drink in hand, she suggested they play a game. Rory, who managed to evade the peer pressure of drinking alcohol, had a Solo cup filled with soda and tried to blend in with the furniture as much as possible. Knowing Louise, any games she suggested would be related to sex in some way. Rory was feeling more and more uncomfortable by the minute. Madeline suggested they play Truth or Dare. At that Louise jumped up from her seat on the carpet and retrieved a stack of cards from one of the drawers. It was in fact Truth or Dare with all possible options written on the cards, but it was a special edition, which Rory guessed correctly, was sex related. It was called 'Dirty Truth or Dare'. Louise took an empty beer bottle from Tristin who started it off immediately as the drinks were carried inside and had already finished it before the game began. She placed it in the center of the circle that she made everybody sit in, and spun the bottle, since she appointed herself to be in charge of the cards and assigning quests for her guests. In the first round, the bottle landed on Madeline. She clapped her hands excitedly.
"Okay, Mads, truth or dare?" Louise smirked at her friend.
"Dare!" Louise picked a card from the dare pile and read it out loud.
"I dare you to make out for thirty seconds with a guy of your choosing." Her eyes had a mischievous glint as she looked at Madeline. She smiled like a sated cat and looked around at the guys. There were at least ten of them, all of them very hot. They only invited the cute ones to their slumber parties. Nobody wants to kiss a dork like Brad after all.
Madeline chose her victim and crawled over the center of the circle to Garret, captain of their lacrosse team. He was six feet tall, very fit and had shaggy auburn hair. In Madeline's eyes he was perfect for the first dare of the night. Garret didn't seem opposed to the idea of sucking face with one of the most popular girls in school, so he smiled at her in appreciation. Louise timed them on the clock as they locked lips. Rory shuddered involuntarily. She didn't want to make out with a random guy, or worse, Tristin. But not playing was apparently not an option. Besides, she was a people pleaser, so she had absolutely no idea of how to get out of it.
"Okay, Mads, time's up!" The brunette pulled away regretfully. Who knew this lacrosse captain was such a good kisser? "If you liked it so much, nobody's stopping you from repeating this later," she winked at her friend. "Alright people, next round."
The next spin pointed at Tristin. All the girls seemed excited about the prospect of a well-known playboy doing any sort of sexy action. Literally half of the girls who were invited had a crush on the Dugray heir.
"Tristin, truth or dare?" Louise asked.
"Dare," he looked pointedly at Rory. She felt sick to her stomach, oh dear God.
"I dare you to take your shirt off and sit the next two rounds without it." The card said. Tristin had no problems with that dare. He worked out religiously and was really proud of his lean and fit body. He tugged his top off in one swift motion and all the girls sighed. He just smirked knowing about the effect he had on them. Rory turned away clearly uncomfortable, which made him smirk even wider. Oh, this is gonna be fun.
The next round landed on Rory and she froze when she saw the bottle's tip pointing her way. Oh no. She swallowed hard contemplating her choices. She didn't want to do any sort of dares or to tell any truths, but dares were worse in her opinion. After all, she could always just lie, right? It's not like she was hooked up to a polygraph or anything.
Louise's smile turned wicked when she turned to Rory and asked her "Truth or dare?"
"Truth," Rory stammered. Tristin looked at her and said "Tell us all your dirty secrets, Mary. Do you have any?"
"So, Rory, the first truth of the night, let's see what the card tells you," the blonde took one from the stack and read out loud. "Tell us your favorite sexual fantasy."
Time seemed to stand still for a moment. Rory blushed furiously. There's no way she would tell these people any of her fantasies, much less sexual ones, not that she had any. At least not until recently when she started spending time with Jess. She never thought about having sex with Dean, and since they broke up when she couldn't say 'I love you' back to him, the thought of having another boyfriend didn't even come up in her mind. So it was a little surprising and unsettling for her when she realized her mind often drifted to a fantasy land where the main character was the one and only Jess Mariano, and the things he did to her were not entirely innocent. But there's no way she was going to admit it to anyone, much less here and now to all of her classmates including Jess himself.
"C'mon, Mary, tell us your fantasy," Tristin taunted.
"I… I don't have any," she finally managed to say. Everybody went 'boo' in disapproval. Although it was pretty apparent they weren't really that surprised. She was a Mary after all. She dared to steal a glance at Jess, who was looking at her intently, his eyes dark, and expression unreadable. It always unnerved her that she couldn't read his face, she could never tell what his reaction might be, and that his unpredictable nature was making him seem mysterious and even more attractive to her. She lowered her head in embarrassment, and thought with sadness that Jess probably thought she was super lame. Thankfully, Louise didn't press much, and went to spin the bottle again. As the game proceeded everybody was getting drunker and louder. The dares became racier and more, well, daring. Thankfully, the bottle didn't land on Rory, to Tristin's dismay. He desperately wanted her to do something. So when nobody was looking he poured whiskey into the cup and mixed it with Cola, and offered Rory a drink when she finished hers. The ever unsuspecting Rory accepted and took a sip. Jess noticed his friend's trick. He had to admit to himself that ever since they started working together and he had a chance to get to know Rory better, he started feeling somewhat protective over her when Tristin bullied her. He didn't know what it was just yet, but he began to notice she was intelligent, funny in her own sort of quirky way, read a lot of the books he liked and wasn't exactly hard to look at. When she first appeared at Chilton, he noticed her just like the rest of the school, especially the male population. Rory's virginal looks were one of the favorite topics to discuss in the locker room after PE or any sort of sports practice. The guys Tristin hung out with and a few others often liked to talk about her giving head while looking up at them with those big blue doe eyes. Jess found it kind of disgusting, to objectify an innocent girl like that. He didn't participate in those debates, about whether she would close her eyes while sucking dick or not, or whether she shaved down there, or if her panties were white cotton ones or maybe something unexpected and lacy. The very first time they met in the library for their study session and when the conversation detoured from biology to the current book she was reading, which he noticed she did all the time at lunch, he saw the spark in those blue eyes, when she talked about something she liked or was passionate about. Since that moment, when he saw her eyes lit up with excitement over a book, or a movie or a band, he physically couldn't listen to those locker room filthy discussions, so he tried to take a shower and get dressed as quickly as possible. He wasn't foolish enough to defend her and go against everyone in school. After all, he was just a scholarship kid, he needed to fit in, and hanging around Tristin and his guys pretty much gave him the immunity, the popularity, and the protection he needed to stay afloat in this fancy school. He grew up in a nasty neighborhood in New York, so some rich trust fund douches didn't scare him at all, but he just thought it wouldn't be worth the hassle. So for them he was that Mariano guy, who was kind of a loner, but Dugray's friend, so no one messed with him. Poor Rory, she didn't even know what happened in those locker rooms. Now some of the most popular jocks at school had just witnessed her confess that she didn't have any sexual fantasies. She was once again going to be the main topic of Monday's locker room chatter.
The fact that Tristin offered Rory an alcoholic drink didn't sit well with Jess. He knew Tristin had this weird obsession with Rory, and for some bizarre reason he kept taunting her and getting in her way. He instigated the majority of those lewd comments about her mouth and everything else. Jess suspected Dugray actually liked Rory, but didn't want to admit it, since it would ruin his playboy rep. Jess decided to keep an eye on them, because as much as Tristin was his buddy, Jess was getting closer to Rory, maybe even becoming her friend in a way, and he didn't want anything bad to happen to her, even if he had to beat the crap out of Tristin for it.
Rory sipped unsuspectingly and Tristin was watching her like a hawk. He figured she didn't drink much, so even one drink would make her tipsy, maybe a little less frigid. He was right and the drink had the desired effect. The next time the bottle landed on her, he made every one chant 'dare' to make her choose dare instead of a truth. Because, let's be honest, all of her truths would most likely be uber lame anyway. Rory's resolve crumbled under peer pressure, and she chose 'dare' on a whim, tired of everyone calling her Mary and making fun of her. Louise squealed in delight.
"Okay, Rory, I dare you to… make out for a whole minute with a guy sitting three people on the left from you," both Louise and Rory turned to the left to count. When her eyes landed on Jess Rory froze in horror. He returned her gaze but made no move towards her.
"C'mon Rory, you chose the dare, do it!" Madeline started chanting and everyone joined in "Do it, do it, do it!" Tristin was livid. He was hoping her dare would have anything to do with him or at least some undressing and such, but sadly he couldn't control what was written on the cards. The question was, would she actually follow through with it, or chicken out and forfeit? To his and everyone else's shock Rory stood up from her seat and moved to sit in front of Jess, looking at him with those big blue eyes, her irises darker than usual because of the alcohol, her pupils wide. She looked uncertain and small, but somehow determined. When she leaned in and pressed her lips to his softly, he cupped her cheek gently with one hand and coaxed her mouth to open, delving in, caressing her tongue with his own in a slow lazy motion. Rory felt like fireworks exploded behind her eyelids. This kiss was… it was so… he tasted amazing, his lips soft, his tongue carefully teasing hers. The blood was pumping in her ears, so she barely heard Louise announcing that time was up and that they could stop. When she pulled away, she almost staggered a bit, dazed and clearly affected by the kiss. She thought she caught a glimpse of something like wonder and desire in Jess's eyes before his expression became unreadable again. But maybe she just imagined it all. Everybody except for Tristin whistled and hollered and cheered her on shouting "Mary, Mary!" She blushed so hard; she barely managed to return to her spot on the carpet and didn't look up for another two rounds. Her emotions were in disarray. What just happened? She kissed Jess and she enjoyed it immensely. She never felt this way with Dean, and since he was the only guy she ever kissed, she didn't really have any other frame of reference. Kissing Jess and knowing what it's like on top of everything she already liked about him was way too intense for her to handle. While everyone was occupied with another dare Tristin was performing on Bailey, a girl from their class, she slipped out of the room unnoticed. She had to clear her head somehow, so she went down the corridor not really knowing where she was going. She headed downstairs to the kitchen to get some water and fresh air as she came out in the backyard. This night was not what she had planned. She let herself enjoy a moment of peace and quiet and then went back inside. She didn't want to come back to the party. She felt like she was done for the night, so she kept wandering around the house instead. At some point she got a little cold and took a blanket someone left on the couch in one of many guest rooms. Somehow she stumbled upon a library, and immediately she stopped regretting going to this slumber party. Rows upon rows of bookcases made Rory gasp in delight and she went roaming the shelves. She didn't know how long she'd been doing it, completely lost in this world of treasures, but when she tried to get back, she realized everybody dispersed from Louise's room around the guest bedrooms around the house with the ones they wanted to sleep with. Louise was currently getting hot and heavy on her four poster bed with some guy Rory didn't know. When she cracked open the door the blonde didn't even notice her intrusion. Rory carefully closed the door and went down the corridor to look for some empty room where she could crash. She wasn't lucky though. When she neared some living room or whatever it was, she heard voices. She peeked inside and saw a large group of girls and guys around the pool table playing some dirty version of the game. Tristin was making the shot with a smug face. He apparently was really good at pool. She definitely did not want to be a part of the group, so she stepped back as carefully as she could so as not to draw attention to herself. She decided to go back to the library, pick out some books and read under the blanket she left there. She was absolutely sure no one would ever think about going there, hence she could be safe catching some z's inside without any of the guys trying to do stuff with her. She went upstairs again and closed the door of the library tight behind her. She picked Oliver Twist since it was one of her favorites, and Louise, or more like her parents, somehow had the second edition. She sat down on a couch that was conveniently located behind one of the bookcases and was invisible from the entrance, wrapped herself up in a fuzzy blanket and lost herself in the novel just like many times before.
~XXX~
Jess was the only one who had noticed Rory peeking inside the room. He wondered where she went after their kiss. He wanted to find her, but Tristin was glaring daggers at him, so he didn't want to draw the blonde's attention to himself by leaving the bedroom. After a while the party started to dull down. Only a few of the guys were left at the pool table. Tristin obviously lost all hope of getting cozy with Rory tonight since she was nowhere to be seen, so he picked up some cheerleader chick and left. Everybody else seemed to go to bed already, some were alone and some had company. Thankfully, there were a lot of spare guest bedrooms in Louise's house. Otherwise it would be super awkward for some people as the host snatched another guy into her claws and dragged him to her room to fuck. Madeline seemed to be getting pretty handsy with someone as well. So Jess went on a quest to find himself something horizontal and preferably at least somewhat comfortable to sleep upon. A few different girls tried to make a move on him, to get him to sleep with them, but for some reason he didn't feel like it tonight. He had a nagging voice in the back of his head vocalizing his concerns over Rory. Where could she possibly be? Is she safe? Or is she getting attacked by one of those sleazeballs from the locker room? He walked around the house a couple of times, but couldn't find her. So he decided to stop his searches for Rory and start looking for a surface to crash when he stumbled upon the family library Louise probably never used. He walked inside silently. He got pretty good at walking very quietly over the years. He decided to find himself something to read before going to sleep. So he went down the aisle in search of a paperback companion for the night. When he turned the corner of one of the cases he saw her.
Rory was curled up on a comfy looking couch with a book in hand. She was so engrossed in her reading she didn't even notice she wasn't alone anymore. He cleared his throat letting her know he was there. She jumped a little, startled by the noise. When she looked up and saw it was him her cheeks blushed crimson clearly remembering the reason why she left in the first place.
'Hi," he said.
"Hi," she responded.
"That was quite the disappearing act you pulled there." The usual smirk graced his features. She didn't know how to reply. What could she possibly say? He saw her body stiffen at his comment, so he decided to save her from her misery. "Whatcha reading?" he nodded at her book and she lifted it up to show him the cover.
"I like that one," he offered.
"You do?" her eyes immediately lit up with interest. He chuckled at her reaction. If there was one thing that could get Rory's attention it was book talk.
"Yeah," he came closer to the couch and sat down. "Mind if I join you?" She scooted away from him. "N-no..." He made her uncomfortable again. She didn't know how to act around him after the kiss.
"How are you feeling?" he asked suddenly.
"What do you mean?" her brows furrowed in confusion.
"I saw Tristin mixing whiskey in your soda before giving it to you."
"Wh-what?" her eyes went round, incredulous.
"Yeah, he did that. How are you feeling? Any wooziness, or something of the sort?" he enquired looking at her with concern. He was genuinely relieved he found her safe.
"Uhh… I think I felt something like that for a bit, but I went downstairs and drank almost an entire water bottle. The small one, obviously. I don't feel anything like that right now." She explained.
"Okay," he nodded in acknowledgement. "Where are you sleeping tonight?"
"I don't know. Louise's room is out of the question, she's… occupied with someone," Rory blushed again at the mention of her friend's bedroom activities. "I tried to look for a place, but found the library, and I don't really wanna leave this room, you know?" she smiled.
"Yeah, I get what you mean," he smiled back at her. He gave her one of those rare genuine smiles only few people ever witnessed. She saw the left side of his mouth sort of didn't move when he smiled like that, leaving his smile looking kind of crooked. She never noticed it before, and briefly wondered if anyone else in school had seen it. She couldn't stop the words tumbling out of her mouth.
"What happened to your lip?" her voice was curious, not mocking or disgusted like he used to hear a lot when he was younger. When he first realized people judged him for his defect, he became really self-conscious and practiced for hours speaking in front of the mirror to make his droopy lip less pronounced.
"I was born with dead nerves in this side of my mouth," he tapped his finger against the left side of his lower lip. "I can't really move it, so it doesn't go down when I smile." She noticed something in his eyes that told her he might not be very pleased with this turn of the conversation.
"I like it," she offered sincerely.
"You do?" he looked surprised. Even though he was considered hot these days, he still had some girls telling him they found unattractive the way he ate or when he talked too loud, because of the way his lips went.
"Yeah, it's unique, it's what makes you you." She gave him a genuine smile and he smiled back, once again, his smile broad and crooked. She couldn't help herself at that moment, so she just leaned down and kissed him on the dead side of his mouth. He froze and she pulled back hastily, apologizing profusely.
"Oh God, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I didn't… I.." he stopped her by putting his hands on her cheeks just like he did earlier in the night and pulled her closer, stopping her rambling with a searing kiss. She didn't respond for a second too shocked to react, but the moment passed and she dove right into the kiss with reckless abandon. She didn't know what possessed her to do that, she only knew she liked kissing this guy so much! He was good-looking, smart, funny, and an amazing kisser. When his tongue found hers she felt like she was floating on air. Her whole body went hot and jittery. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and he pulled her towards him until she was sitting on his lap, straddling him. They continued like that, neither of them thinking about the logic behind this situation. It felt too good to use any other brain functions apart from the ones responsible for physical reflexes. His hands went to roam her back and sides. Her PJ shirt was pretty loose, maybe even oversized, so the contour of her body wasn't visible to everyone, but his hands were outlining her small frame underneath the fabric just right. When the hem of the shirt accidentally hitched upwards and his fingers came into contact with her bare skin she moaned softly into his mouth, the sound making him tense. She didn't seem like she even knew she let it out, so that was unlikely she did that on purpose to tease him. Jess was convinced she was a virgin, so she didn't really know the rules of all those seduction games girls like Louise and Madeline liked to play. She was genuine in her reactions, and it was refreshing. He slid his hands under her shirt completely, desperate to come in contact with her soft skin again. She didn't mind and moved closer to him, dangerously nearing his erection. Jess admitted to himself a couple of weeks ago that he started liking Rory Gilmore. Sure, he thought she was cute when he first saw her, but he didn't pay her any mind in the very beginning. Until Tristin laid his eyes on her and started taunting her endlessly. Being in his friend group Jess guessed he had to sort of do the same to placate their gang leader. But he didn't have his heart in it, so his sarcastic comments towards her were not a frequent occasion, plus she always had some witty comeback to them. That actually made him notice her more. Finding someone being able to keep up with his sarcasm and banter was a rare occurrence, especially with girls. The only other one who could keep up with his quips before he met Rory was Paris. But that chick was downright intimidating. She probably could make Hitler cry like a baby when she was in one of her moods. Besides she wasn't that pretty for Jess's taste. Rory, on the other hand, seemed more appealing the more he got to watch her. When they were assigned a project to complete together, he wondered how it would turn out. He knew she was studious, so he wouldn't have to worry about getting a bad grade. He needed to maintain good grades to keep the scholarship after all. But he was surprised at how fast they found common ground, and how many interests they actually shared. He liked arguing with her about books. One day they spend a pretty big amount of time on the phone debating on his favorite Hemingway, whom Rory called 'boresville, USA'. Her words, not his. The more they hung out the more he liked her; until finally he came to terms with the fact he was attracted to her, both mentally and physically. He had no idea how she felt, and wasn't sure how to proceed. With Tristin being dead set on making her life miserable, and Jess supposedly being his friend, and having to side with him, he needed some time to think about how best to arrange something between Rory and himself. But it seemed like Louise, God bless her promiscuous self, was his fairy Godmother in this. The slumber party appeared to be a perfect opportunity for him to be alone with Rory and find out how she felt. And judging by the sounds she was making and the direction her crotch was going, she was attracted to him too. They had been making out pretty heavily for quite some time now, his hands roaming freely underneath her shirt. She was a little timid at the beginning, but soon went to explore his body as well. She traced his chest with her small hands, gliding them under his t-shirt searching for his hot skin. When her delicate palms dove under the soft fabric and came into contact with his abs he let out a shuddering breath breaking the kiss. Encouraged by his reaction she went upwards, marveling at the feel of the solid planes of his chest under her fingertips. He squeezed her waist pulling her even closer, basically setting her on top of his bulge. Her eyes flew open at the contact. She never felt an erection before, this was all so new, and moving really fast, probably too fast. She didn't know what to do and her movements stilled. He saw her frightened expression and asked her softly.
"Rory, how far are you willing to go tonight?" Jess looked at her with his dark eyes, his stare intense, waiting for her reply. When she hesitated, not sure how she should answer something like that, he continued. "Are you a virgin?"
She gulped nervously and answered. "Yes."
"Okay then... you know, we don't have to go all the way, we can just explore." He suggested.
"Explore?"
"Yeah, do stuff without actually having sex. Have you ever done that?" he inquired. She blushed and shook her head 'no'. "Would you like to try?" his voice soft, gentle, soothing. She paused for only a second before she whispered.
"Yes."
A/N: This story has 3 chapters in total and they are written already. I just need to edit them, so the updates are not gonna be too far apart. Let me know what you think. I really hope this fandom isn't dead.
I'm gonna be cross posting this story on AO3 under Roxy_Bluff.
~Roxy x