A/N: Maybe I should give a warning that this is an M-rated chapter. If you're not into that, feel free to skip it :-)

Chapter 4

It was late that night and Jess had finally fallen into a tired sleep, when he felt a light whisper against his ear. 'Jess?'

He opened his eyes blearily, thinking he imagined her. It took him a few seconds to remember where he was and why he wasn't in his bedroom at Luke's.

'I brought you a blanket.' She whispered, laying something gently over him. Rory's hair was loose this time as she knelt over him, and a few hair strands fell next to his face.

He leaned up to touch her cheek and asked, 'are you really here?'

'Sorry I woke you.' She said quietly.

He pulled himself up on his elbows and as the moonlight streamed through the half-open garage door, Rory tried to memorize his features. His whole face was open, blinking sleep out of his eyes, startled yet smiling softly. His sleepy eyes looked so young and so vulnerable, like all his defenses were down. His hair was sticking upwards and sideways, framing his face. She couldn't help but think that Jess, especially right now, this way, was beautiful.

'Did you sneak out? What time is it?' He asked breathlessly. The rasp in his voice was making her shiver.

'It's late… Or, well, early.' She said softly, rubbing her sleeves together. She was still wearing the same sweater, but had changed into some thinner cotton sweatpants. As she realised how intently he was staring at her, she suddenly became nervous, 'Technically, the garage is still home, in the vicinity of home, so I didn't really sneak out. And everyone's asleep. I mean, not everyone everyone. Mom and Babette and Morey, for sure, but I guess someone somewhere in Stars Hollow might be up. If they're a night owl or something.'

'Huh.'

'I just figured, since you're leaving tomorrow…' She trailed off.

'Aha,' he nodded slowly, staring at her lips.

'Well, I just figured…'

The smallest hint of a smile started spreading on his face, as he continued nodding slowly, 'Aha.'

'I just wanted to see you.' It was dark and she hoped he wouldn't be able to tell how badly she was blushing.

'Well, here I am.' Jess gave a small shrug, still staring at her lips intently.

Rory cocked her head. Distracted by him staring at her lips, she decided to divert by saying, 'Your hair's all sticky-uppy.'

Jess gave a small groan as his hand came up to try and smooth down his hair, 'Yeah, that tends to –'

'I like it.' She cut him off and caught his hand in hers. Jess was still looking a bit dazed as Rory closed the distance between them, catching his lips in hers and kissing him feverishly.

All thoughts of sleep were instantly gone, as Jess's hands went around Rory's waist, pulling her down, so that both of their faces landed into the pillow, lips still locked together. He was pulling her waist closer to him while deepening the kiss and sucking her lips harder. Rory pulled at his hair, in a way that made him moan against her. His fingers came up to trace the outline of her V-neck collar, caressing her collarbone and then sliding down further to trace the outline of her breasts.

'Hey, about earlier...' Rory managed to say in between breaths, before Jess distracted her again with another kiss.

She tried again, whispering against his lips, 'I'm sorry I left like that...' Another kiss, then, 'I freaked out, I just… I'm sorry.'

He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and asked, 'Was it me? Did I do something?'

'No, no, nothing like that. I just heard noises outside, so I… I had a moment of self-consciousness, I didn't want an audience.'

'Yeah, I guess I know that by now.'

'Still, it's your last night here, for a while maybe… So I didn't mean to ruin it.'

He shook his head, giving her his characteristic half-smile, 'You know, you tend to run away a lot while we're kissing…'

She pecked his lips. 'I always come back.'

'Not soon enough.'

'I keep you on your toes.'

'Yeah, you do.' He whispered back seriously, becoming more than a little distracted himself. He flipped Rory on her back and leaned on top of her, kissing her lips with renewed fervor. He could feel Rory's grip on his hair tighten, pulling him closer to her, until his chest was pressed tightly against hers. He took her other hand in his own, intertwining their fingers together.

Meanwhile, his other hand was roaming, exploring Rory's body. He was rubbing circles into her back, up and down her waist, rubbing her stomach, then up and down her hips, pushing her lower back towards him. He was noticing her erratic breath against his lips as they kissed harder and harder. She was starting to moan softly against his lips.

The last time they'd gotten this far, Rory had pushed him away in panic, and then cried. The worst part was, Jess had been so wrapped up in her, in losing himself in her, that he'd kept going right up until she'd pushed him, really pushed him off. She was still kissing him now though, periodically twirling her tongue against his, with one of her hands still in his hair, the other gripping his own. And.. did her hips just jolt up against his?

Jess lifted his head slightly to look into her eyes, 'Rory, if we keep going, I don't know… if I can stop…'

'Don't.'

'Rory…' Jess started, still a bit dazed. The way she looked right now, red lips, wild eyes, hair spread out all over the pillow, bare shoulders… It wasn't helping him put together any words. Are you sure? He wanted to ask, but was worried she might change her mind as soon as the words materialized.

'Don't stop.' She repeated in a whisper. Rory pulled him in impatiently by looping one arm around his neck, making him fall into her for another kiss. She deepened the kiss, parting her lips slightly, as Jess's tongue slid in to caress hers. Their closeness, his breath, his hands pushing her hips against his, it was all making her more and more lightheaded, in a way that she loved. When he traced her lips with his tongue again, all she could think was that she wanted him closer, as she kneaded her hands through his hair.

Her thought process was dominated by the pressure of his lips against hers, vaguely aware that he was now on fully on top of her. He was still holding onto her waist and sliding his body down onto hers. She felt his hips moving between them as his knees shifted against hers.

When Jess grabbed at the edge of her sweater, his fingertips trailing up her bare waist, she felt her skin tingling and her breath hitching, but she also felt right. There was none of the flight impulse from before. This was his last night here and they might not get any more time. She wanted him, and this time, there was a fire inside her that had never been there before. She tried to mimic his motions, her hands tracing up his abdomen, hands curled around the edges of his shirt. He smiled against her lips and pulled back slightly to lift his shirt over his head, where he then tossed it to the side. Rory was instantly captivated, her fingers moving curiously over his chest, admiring the lean muscles of his arms. She could see quite a few scars on his arms and chest, and as she ran her fingers over them, she noticed his breath hitch slightly beneath her fingers. Meanwhile, Jess lifted Rory up by the waist, just enough to pull her sweater up. With Rory's help, the sweater was thrown to the far side too.

Rory gasped softly, as Jess buried his head against her chest. Again, Rory braced herself for that stop-and-run feeling to come, but instead, there was only an insistent urge to pull Jess closer into her. She sank her fingers into his shoulders, breathing unsteadily as he licked and kissed all over her collarbone, slowly and gradually pushing her bra straps to the side. He pulled his lips back to hers, while he fumbled with her bra clasp. By the time Jess had thrown Rory's bra in with the rest of the clothes, Rory's hands had wandered lower to trace along his lower back, her fingers running back and forth over his rippling muscles.

Jess responded by shifting against her and giving a low moan, his mouth buried in between her breasts. They stayed that way for a long time, as they both took their time in exploring each other. Slowly, Jess's hips started sliding over hers, his hands steadying them gently. She could definitely feel him against her, she realised, as her heart jumped against her chest. Her hands fleeted to the waistband of his pants, tracing over them, unsure how to really proceed.

'Rory,' Jess whispered in between kisses, resting his forehead against hers.

She blinked, looking into his dark eyes, now even darker than usual. God, she wanted him.

The corners of his lips turned up, as he whispered again, 'I just have to, uh… find a…' His eyes fleeted to his backpack in the corner.

'I got it.' She said, reaching into her pocket and pulling out a small plastic wrapper.

'Huh.' His eyes gleamed, his expression somewhere between disbelief and pride, 'Now, where'd you get that?'

'I came prepared this time.' Rory said slowly, trying to keep her voice steady.

'Prepared to seduce me?' He was staring at her lips, but his fingers were toying with the elastic of her pants.

Her eyes were wide. 'I just came to see you.'

'Oh really?' He teased, pulling her pants down slowly.

'Maybe.'

'Maybe?' He didn't give her a chance to answer before he leaned in for another kiss. He was distracting her, she realized, while he quickly got rid of his own pants and gradually pulled hers down too. She was buzzing with anticipation. She could feel his anticipation too, was he nervous too? When her pants reached her knees, she kicked them away into the clothes pile. She'd imagined this in her head so many times, but the reality of it already seemed so much better.

'If it gets too much, just tell me.' Jess murmured, as he searched her face for any hint of worry. They were both breathing very heavily at this point. When Jess finally pulled off his boxers, he wanted nothing more than to bury himself inside of her. Instead, he took one hand and started rubbing her slowly over her panties, making her gasp and pant harder. Looking at her, he tried to memorize her exact features, more beautiful than he'd ever seen them. Although she was already all that he fantasized about every night, he knew that her face now, as she slipped out of control beneath him, would become a permanent star in his dreams.

Closing his eyes, he was very aware that he was already rock hard and barely able to focus on anything besides their own heavy breathing. He continued to rub her faster, his hands slipping under her panties – yes, she was definitely as turned on as he'd hoped – and was rewarded with her fingers gripping his shoulders while her breathing quickened.

It didn't take long for her to start pushing herself against his hands, completely losing herself as she gasped his name. He could barely keep himself in control, slipping on the condom with shaky hands, before he entered her. He was careful to watch her face, moving as gently as he could. For a moment, he paused when he saw her wince, but her expression slowly changed back to mirror his enjoyment. When they couldn't take much longer, they came together, clinging onto each other and gasping into each other's bodies.

When their breathing slowed again, he finally drew the blanket over them, dropped down beside her and buried his face in her hair, letting her intoxicating scent wash over him. He couldn't think of much else besides how good her skin, and hair, smelled. They lay in a comfortable silence for a long time, lost in their own thoughts. He let himself relax against her, for the first time in a long, long time. His eyes closed, letting her run her fingers in his hair.

Jess tried not to drift to sleep, but after a while, began to wonder whether she had. 'Hey, Rory,' he said, his voice muffled in her hair.

'Mmmmm?' She replied quietly.

His mind wasn't really working well this close to her and he didn't want to say something stupid tonight, so he just pressed a kiss gently to her neck.

'Jess…' Rory started, making him look up at her, but then seemed to think better of it and settled on drawing the blanket closer to her face. 'Hi,' she finally said.

'Hi,' he smiled back.

'Hi.' A peck on his cheek.

'Hi.'

They lay in a lazy silence again, then finally Rory smiled and whispered, more to herself than to Jess, 'So… whatever happens, now we know that part works too, right?'

A/N: Please review and tell me what you think! Any ideas where this will go next?