Content: Little Kissing
Rating" PG 13 (at the very most)
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in my story.
When they got to the Gilmore home, Rory gave Tristan the grand tour. Their house seemed more of a home in to two minutes that he was there, then the 17 years at his mansion. He didn't want to stay in; after all, he was cooped up in a hospital bed for 2 weeks. So they decided to go for a walk around town.
"Well hello Rory darling" said a wide-eyed Miss. Patty. She was looking at Tristan as though he was a fresh piece of meat.
"Hello Miss Patty"
"And who is this handsome young man with you?" she held out her hand for Tristan to kiss.
"Tristan DuGrey mam" being the well-mannered teenager that he was, sensed what she wanted, and obliged her.
"Oh, call my Miss Patty Hun, everyone does." She put her hand on his chest. Upon seeing this Rory smiled to herself, and it was time to save him.
"Um, Tristan, we have to be going now, bye Miss Patty." Rory turned on her heels before she could disagree.
When he turned around, he felt a hand on his butt, and blushed. "Bye Miss Patty."
Making sure they were out of earshot he turned to Rory, and stared at her with a total confused look on his face. "Um, Rory, she just slapped my butt!"
She started to laugh. "Don't worry Tris, she's harmless, she does it to every guy with a pulse." She laughed hard, and took his hand in hers. "Come on, let's go to Luke's."
"Who's Luke?" He could feel a little pang of jealously in the pit of his stomach. And scowled. She just got rid of bag boy last month, and now he has to worry about a Luke?
Noting his expression, she stopped in her tracks, and just starred at him, as he continued on walking. When he noticed that she stopped, he turned to her.
"Rory, is everything alright?"
Throwing caution to the wind she grabbed him by his jacket, and pressed her lips to his. At first the kiss was sweet and tender, but it got heated and deep as soon as Tristan got over the shock, and started to kiss back. Both of them could feel tiny tiny shivers going from their fingers to their toes. Rory's fingers began to roam over his body, while his were fisted in her hair. Finally, only because they couldn't breath, the kiss ended. Fighting for breath Rory began to speak. "You're so cute when you're jealous. Luke's the coffee guy"
"I wasn't Jealous. I was merely wondering who this Luke was, and what his intention's where you are concerned." They were still close together, so close that they were breathing in each other's breath.
"And there's a difference?" she whispered
"Sure there is" repeating the same tone. He moves those last 2 inches, and kissed her senseless, needless to say that it was another half an hour before they actually made it to Luke's for coffee. But when they made it, their lips were swollen, and faced red.
They found Lorelia sitting at her usual stool at the counter of Luke's begging for another cup of coffee.
" Pleas Lukie, with pop tarts on top?" she was all but on her knees begging Luke.
"No Lorelai, that stuff will kill you, do you want to die from excessive coffee drinking?" he was caving fast, with her blue eyes shinning, and her puppy dog expression.
" It's the best way to go!" she simply stated.
"Hey mom, hey Luke." Rory said making her presense known, Tristan behind her.
"Hi Lorelai" He ran a hand through his hair.
"Hey Rory! Hey Tristan!" she jumped up and gave them a big group hug.
"Who are you kid?" Luke inquired, sizing up Tristan..
"Tristan DuGrey Sir, and you must be Luke, Rory has told me a lot about you." He held out his hand, in a peace offering hoping that he would take it. Silently releived that at least he didn't have to worry about Luke going after Rory.
Tristan DuGrey he thought. Sounds like a distinguished name. Can I trust him with Rory though? Will he hurt her? Tristan had already retracted his hand, from lack of response from Luke. At that moment, Tristan was wispering something to Rory, and looking straight into her eyes. He knew that look in the kids eyes. It was the look of a man in love. He knew that look all to well. He had the same look in his eyes when he looked at Lorelai. And the best part about it is that Rory returned Tristan's look. The look that he so desperately wanted to receive from Lorelai. It was a rare man that had the love of a Gilmore, but all to many who carried a love for them. If he hurts her I'll kill him, but hey at least he's not bag boy. So he decided to except the boy. "hey kid?"
He didn't think he was more nervous in his life. This was the guy that Rory perceived as her father. His exceptence meant everything to him. "yeah?' He drew in one big breath and held it.
"nice to meet you." At the sight of the outstreached hand, he let out his breath. Relieved he took it, and with it was a silent bonding of truth and friendship.
"wow, Luke actually likes him, that NEVER happens!" Rory stated trying not to keep her jaw from dropping and the sight of the male bonding.
"I know! Luke likes Tristan, Luke likes Tristan!" Lorelai was jumping up and down and squealing like a school girl who just found out that the boy of her effection liked her.
"yeah yeah yeah, here drink this and shut up" he handed her and the rest of them a cup of coffee. Which Lorelai and Rory guzzled down without effort.
"how can you do that? It's hot, doesn't it burn your mouths?" Tristan asked amazed.
" you're looking and the Gilmore's Tristan, our taste buds were permanently burnt along time ago." Lorelai finished the last sip of her coffee, and eyed Luke sheepishly. "Luke, more coffee?" a wide grin spread over her face.
A/N: Ok, I know I haven't updated in a few weeks, and I'm sorry, I've been busy, and every time I sit doen to write, I get writers block, but it's finally gone!!!!! I hope that you liked this chapter, more will be up soon. And again I'm not going to be nasty and tell you you have to review for more, but if you do review, be gentil please.
~*~Caitlyn~*~
Rating" PG 13 (at the very most)
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in my story.
When they got to the Gilmore home, Rory gave Tristan the grand tour. Their house seemed more of a home in to two minutes that he was there, then the 17 years at his mansion. He didn't want to stay in; after all, he was cooped up in a hospital bed for 2 weeks. So they decided to go for a walk around town.
"Well hello Rory darling" said a wide-eyed Miss. Patty. She was looking at Tristan as though he was a fresh piece of meat.
"Hello Miss Patty"
"And who is this handsome young man with you?" she held out her hand for Tristan to kiss.
"Tristan DuGrey mam" being the well-mannered teenager that he was, sensed what she wanted, and obliged her.
"Oh, call my Miss Patty Hun, everyone does." She put her hand on his chest. Upon seeing this Rory smiled to herself, and it was time to save him.
"Um, Tristan, we have to be going now, bye Miss Patty." Rory turned on her heels before she could disagree.
When he turned around, he felt a hand on his butt, and blushed. "Bye Miss Patty."
Making sure they were out of earshot he turned to Rory, and stared at her with a total confused look on his face. "Um, Rory, she just slapped my butt!"
She started to laugh. "Don't worry Tris, she's harmless, she does it to every guy with a pulse." She laughed hard, and took his hand in hers. "Come on, let's go to Luke's."
"Who's Luke?" He could feel a little pang of jealously in the pit of his stomach. And scowled. She just got rid of bag boy last month, and now he has to worry about a Luke?
Noting his expression, she stopped in her tracks, and just starred at him, as he continued on walking. When he noticed that she stopped, he turned to her.
"Rory, is everything alright?"
Throwing caution to the wind she grabbed him by his jacket, and pressed her lips to his. At first the kiss was sweet and tender, but it got heated and deep as soon as Tristan got over the shock, and started to kiss back. Both of them could feel tiny tiny shivers going from their fingers to their toes. Rory's fingers began to roam over his body, while his were fisted in her hair. Finally, only because they couldn't breath, the kiss ended. Fighting for breath Rory began to speak. "You're so cute when you're jealous. Luke's the coffee guy"
"I wasn't Jealous. I was merely wondering who this Luke was, and what his intention's where you are concerned." They were still close together, so close that they were breathing in each other's breath.
"And there's a difference?" she whispered
"Sure there is" repeating the same tone. He moves those last 2 inches, and kissed her senseless, needless to say that it was another half an hour before they actually made it to Luke's for coffee. But when they made it, their lips were swollen, and faced red.
They found Lorelia sitting at her usual stool at the counter of Luke's begging for another cup of coffee.
" Pleas Lukie, with pop tarts on top?" she was all but on her knees begging Luke.
"No Lorelai, that stuff will kill you, do you want to die from excessive coffee drinking?" he was caving fast, with her blue eyes shinning, and her puppy dog expression.
" It's the best way to go!" she simply stated.
"Hey mom, hey Luke." Rory said making her presense known, Tristan behind her.
"Hi Lorelai" He ran a hand through his hair.
"Hey Rory! Hey Tristan!" she jumped up and gave them a big group hug.
"Who are you kid?" Luke inquired, sizing up Tristan..
"Tristan DuGrey Sir, and you must be Luke, Rory has told me a lot about you." He held out his hand, in a peace offering hoping that he would take it. Silently releived that at least he didn't have to worry about Luke going after Rory.
Tristan DuGrey he thought. Sounds like a distinguished name. Can I trust him with Rory though? Will he hurt her? Tristan had already retracted his hand, from lack of response from Luke. At that moment, Tristan was wispering something to Rory, and looking straight into her eyes. He knew that look in the kids eyes. It was the look of a man in love. He knew that look all to well. He had the same look in his eyes when he looked at Lorelai. And the best part about it is that Rory returned Tristan's look. The look that he so desperately wanted to receive from Lorelai. It was a rare man that had the love of a Gilmore, but all to many who carried a love for them. If he hurts her I'll kill him, but hey at least he's not bag boy. So he decided to except the boy. "hey kid?"
He didn't think he was more nervous in his life. This was the guy that Rory perceived as her father. His exceptence meant everything to him. "yeah?' He drew in one big breath and held it.
"nice to meet you." At the sight of the outstreached hand, he let out his breath. Relieved he took it, and with it was a silent bonding of truth and friendship.
"wow, Luke actually likes him, that NEVER happens!" Rory stated trying not to keep her jaw from dropping and the sight of the male bonding.
"I know! Luke likes Tristan, Luke likes Tristan!" Lorelai was jumping up and down and squealing like a school girl who just found out that the boy of her effection liked her.
"yeah yeah yeah, here drink this and shut up" he handed her and the rest of them a cup of coffee. Which Lorelai and Rory guzzled down without effort.
"how can you do that? It's hot, doesn't it burn your mouths?" Tristan asked amazed.
" you're looking and the Gilmore's Tristan, our taste buds were permanently burnt along time ago." Lorelai finished the last sip of her coffee, and eyed Luke sheepishly. "Luke, more coffee?" a wide grin spread over her face.
A/N: Ok, I know I haven't updated in a few weeks, and I'm sorry, I've been busy, and every time I sit doen to write, I get writers block, but it's finally gone!!!!! I hope that you liked this chapter, more will be up soon. And again I'm not going to be nasty and tell you you have to review for more, but if you do review, be gentil please.
~*~Caitlyn~*~