Back again with another sort of smutty one-shot that just delves right into the action this time. Still an amateur at this. But since I can't seem to focus on writing out an actual multi-chapter story because I keep getting stuck, I can write a little one-shot every now and then.
This is going to be a series of stand-alone smutty one-shots, some prompts on tumblr, some not. Anyway, hope you enjoy.
Disclaimer in first chapter.
Lorelai presses her lips to his neck, switching in between nipping his skin with her teeth and soothing the skin with soft kisses. Her hand travels down his chest and to the waistband of his jeans. She smiles against his skin when he moves his hand on top of hers and takes it in his grasp.
"Stop," he whispers, not taking his eyes off the movie screen. "Not here."
"Come on Luke," she mumbles in between kisses. She brings the hand that he's not holding onto into the mix and slips it under his flannel. "Just let me touch you."
He shifts in his seat, trying to be distracted by the movie playing and willing his body to not respond to her touches. Not here. "We're surrounded by people."
She lifts her head from his shoulder and looks around the darkened theater at the various couples and random groups all wrapped up in their own lives and they movie they paid to see. Their row, however, is empty save for the two of them. The closest couple to them is a row down and a few seats away.
She resumes her necking, kissing across his flannel clad shoulder and up his neck until her lips brush against his ear. "They're all watching the movie. They're not even going to notice."
He notices that she's right, no one is paying any attention to them and he wonders if this is the reason she insisted on sitting at the very back of the movie theater that had plenty of empty seats. Or the reason she insisted on going to see this movie despite them seeing just two weeks ago when it was still a new release. Still he maintains his grip on her hand when she tries to wiggle it loose and undo his belt buckle which causes her to giggle. Her free hand still roams underneath his flannel, her nails barely and delicately scraping against his skin.
He turns his attention away from the movie and towards her. "What's gotten into you tonight?" he asks, though he's not upset at the direction she's taking, he just wishes it was in private.
"Hopefully you," she answers, giving him a teasing smile that he knows very well.
"Lorelai," he admonishes her. Betrayal comes when he can't stop the smile that's only for her.
"Not here, of course" Lorelai whispers, "Though I'm not completely opposed to the idea."
She manages to wiggle her hand loose from his grip and brings it to the side of his face. She caresses the light stubble she enjoys on him before using her leverage on him to bring him closer and plant a kiss on his lips. She's soft, gentle, and teasing while giving a preview of what's to come.
"Haven't you ever thought about it?" she asks, pulling away from the kiss. "Doing something so private in a public place?"
He doesn't answer, he's a little too distracted by the way her hand is still stroking over his abdomen underneath his flannel. His muscles tense as her hand moves slowly and deliberately higher up and then trails down, stopping just short of the waistband of his jeans all the while she's continued nuzzling against him and he's trying to focus on the movie. Not that he's at all interested. How can he be when she's next to him, touching and caressing him and whispering in his ear?
"I have," she admits, her breath hot against his skin. "It kind of turns me on."
He growls her name just low enough for her to hear, "Lorelai."
Testing the waters, she moves her hand out from underneath his flannel and runs it over the bulge forming in his jeans. She cups him through the rough denim, enjoying the feel of him hardening with her touch.
"If you want me to stop, tell me," Lorelai whispers. "I can stop at any time and we can finish watching the movie, save the fun for later. I just wanted to see if you were up to it."
He shifts abruptly in his seat and her hands fall away from him. For a moment, she wonders if she's taken things too far and pushed him out of his comfort zone which is the last thing she wants to do but he assuages her fears when he roughly snatches his jacket off and lays it across his lap.
Before she can even ask, he breathes out her name, "Lorelai."
She smiles before she covers his lips with hers. "Say no more," she mumbles against him while her hands slip underneath his jacket and make quick work of undoing his belt buckle.
He sighs. "I can't believe the things you talk me into."
She grins at him. "Just try not to be too loud."
She shushes him and reminds him again to be quiet when he gasps at her initial touch. As she wraps her hand around him and begins to slowly rub up and down his length, she presses her lips to his neck once more. All pretense of actually watching the movie is lost on her. Getting him to fool around with her in the back of the movie theater was her plan all along and she was certain that he could guess that.
Her fingers graze over the head of his cock and she can feel the vibrations against her lips as he tries to stifle a groan. She gives him a gentle squeeze and slightly twists her hand, rubbing the pre-cum around the head before she encircles his shaft once again.
"I love the way you feel in my hand," she tells him quietly. "Always so hard for me."
He lets a groan escape from his mouth. "You have no idea."
She continues stroking his length, going from base to tip, making sure she pays special attention to the head on every upstroke. "But I love the way you feel inside of me even more. So hard and long, filling me up."
With her breath hot against his skin, her hand fondling him, and her lips delicately grazing against his now warmed skin, her name forms a whisper on his lips. He turns to her and greedily kisses her. In turn, she grips him with a little more force, speeding up her strokes.
"I've thought about this before," she says honestly, a little out of breath from his kisses. "I get so wet imagining you teasing me under the table while we're out at a restaurant. Or me teasing you, like now. Having to stay quiet while you tease me, bring me to the edge…getting so close to coming but having to hide it, so no one will no what kind of dirty things we're up to."
He glances around to make sure they haven't drawn any attention to themselves and finds that everyone is still wrapped in up in the movie. With that information, he lets his eyes close and he imagines what's she describing. He sees her in his mind, biting her lip and whispering how he's driving her crazy while he pushes aside her panties and slips a finger inside her underneath their table, driving her up until she's desperate and then finally clenches around his finger.
"I've thought about you in the diner," she whispers. She slows her strokes down, teasing him. "When it's slow or you're closing but there's still a chance that someone might come in, I've imagined ducking behind the counter and taking you in my mouth. No one could see me, they wouldn't know. Meanwhile I'm on my knees, wrapping my lips around you and taking all of you in."
He groans her name again, vividly imagining her glancing up at him from behind the diner counter with the teasing smile that he's grateful he knows so well. "Lorelai."
"Open your eyes," she urges him. "You have to keep watch."
She ducks her head to his lap and wraps her lips around him before she slides down to where her hand rests. She holds him in her mouth for a moment before she brings her head back up, stroking her tongue along his shaft. Her tongue swirls around the head of his cock while her hand strokes his shaft.
He glimpses down at her just as she takes him fully in her mouth again and he thrusts slightly up into her hot, wet mouth. He's already so close from the earlier teasing that he knows he's not going to last much longer.
As she starts to move again, she drags her tongue flat against his length and over the head as her hand slides down him and moves to cup his balls. She takes just the head in her mouth, repeatedly swirling her tongue around the ridge before she doubles her efforts and starts to suck him harder.
He runs his fingers through her hair and fights to keep his eyes open. He notices people shifting in their seats but no one has noticed them. His hands tighten in her hair as she increases her tempo and before long he feels his orgasm coursing through him. He whispers her name sharply through clenched teeth when he can't hold back anymore.
She keeps her lips wrapped around him through his orgasm, slightly bobbing her head as he pulses and releases into her mouth. She loves the way he's ever so gently thrusting his hips as he fills her. She uses her tongue on him as the pulses die down and he comes back down to earth. Slowly, she tapers off and lets him fall limp from her mouth. Gently, she tucks him back into his boxers, placing a soft kiss on the cotton, before she zips him back up.
When she turns to look at him, he's smiling that smile that she knows is just for her. "I have no idea what brought that on but thank you."
Lorelai smiles at him, pleased with herself. "I thought you would see things my way."
"Mhmm," Luke murmurs in agreement. It's his turn to nuzzle against her. "Now it's my turn." He catches her earlobe in between his teeth and teases it with his tongue causing her to moan softly. "But with what I have planned, I'm taking you home."
"Luke," she whispers, pulling away to look him in the eyes. "I'm all yours."
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