Meeting Again
Author: brit
Spoilers: Up to and including Run Away Little Boy
Email: lilcoffeegirl23@hotmail.com
Summary: Tristan comes back from military school and seeks out Rory
Pairing: Tristan/Rory
Rating: PG13
Feedback: Please
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or are in any way associated with the wb
~*~*~*~*Recap*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Oh yea, Dean?" He turned around, and Tristan continued, "Don't you even think about coming to the hospital to see Rory."
Dean took this as a challenge. "And if I do...."
Tristan smirked, looking at Dean. Dean was so much more beat up then Tristan was. "You'll regret it."
"Oh great the accountant is threatening me."
"Sarcasm was never your strong point, Bean. Which reminds me don't you have a sale on flour today you never answered which one would make my cakes fluffier."
"Fuck you." Dean left the alley and went back to work.
Luke looked pissed. "First, I told you two to stay outa trouble, but I'll forgive it due to the circumstances. Let's go. I wanna see Rory. But I have to go close the dinner."
"I'm gonna go in my car I'll see you guys there." Tristan needed to see Rory.
"Ok see ya in a while man." Jess slapped Tristan on the back. "Hang in there."
~*~*~*Present*~*~*~
When Tristan arrived at the hospital, he waited patiently for Luke and Jess to get there before going in. Luckily he only had to wait 6 minutes and 28 seconds.
The hospital, with its yellow walls was absolute hell. He shouldn't have been here til the birth or near the birth. 'But things change. And Dean will pay for what he did, and he will learn to not mess with me or any one who is with me...aka Rory.' Tristan was fuming over the past few hours.
The three men walked to the nurses' station, Tristan in front. "Excuse me, miss," he got her attention, "Lorelai Gilmore's room please."
"I'm sorry family members only allowed." Damn, could anybody be colder.
Tristan's voice dipped dangerously low, into a growl. "She just miscarried my baby, I need to see her. And these two are like a father and a brother. Which room did you say it was?"
"154" she grumbled.
Luke grunted a thank you of some sort before they headed to 154. "Here it is."
Tristan opened the door quietly, afraid that if Rory was still asleep he would wake her. Rory wasn't asleep, Lorelai was. Rory was sitting on the bed, reading a sheet of paper; the look on her face was an unpleasant one. "Rory," he whispered, not wanting to wake Lorelai. He went and sat on the bed next to her, letting Luke and Jess in.
Luke instantly went to Rory, like a moth drawn to light; his fatherly instincts kicking in. "Rory, God, are you ok? How are you holding up? Don't worry about any thing, it'll be ok." He tightened his already tight hold on her.
Rory shot pleading eyes are Jess to save her. "Uncle Luke, I think Rory likes to breathe." Jess joked, trying to loosen the tense mood. Luke lessened he grip then let go after kissing her on the head, letting Jess say hi to her.
"Hey. How are you?"
Rory sighed, snuggling closer to Tristan as he slung his arm over her shoulders, leaning against the wall. "I'll be okay. I don't think its quite hit me yet, that I'm not going to be a mother...yet." She looked at Tristan, and gasped; she hadn't noticed yet. "What happened to you, babe? She put her hand to his busted lip, stained, still, from a faint trace of blood.
"Do you want the truth?" he let out a sigh, waiting.
"Mmmmmh, I like the truth."
"When you fell asleep, I went and talked to Jess, and we went and talked to Dean about..." his voice trailed off as he looked towards her stomach.
Rory slapped him right upside the head. "Tristan!" she exclaimed. "What were you thinking?" Lorelai stirred in her sleep. (she was really out of it).
"I wasn't really. Okay now that that's out of the way. What were you reading when we came in." What ever made her that unhappy can't be good...right?
Rory hesitated. "Luke, Jess could you give us a moment? Please? Get some coffee or something" Jess nodded, dragging a reluctant Luke with him. She turned her attention back to Tristan. "It was a letter. The medical people said it was by me when they got there. I was just reading it and...and..." She started to sob a little. "...it was from Dean." She saw Tristan's jaw tense at the mention of Dean.
"What did it say?" Tristan's eyes flashed anger in the fact that Dean wrote Rory a letter.
Rory shook her head. "Nothing." She was lying.
"Why are you lying to me? There must've been something bad about it or you wouldn't be sobbing. So what did it say." Tristan said forcefully, to get his point across.
Rory looked at him funnily, at the way his manner hand taken a fiercer turn from the start of this conversation. She sighed, relenting, and reached over to the side table where she had put it, and gave it to Tristan to read for himself.
AN: I was going to stop there and wait a til tomorrow to write again but I'm bored and this is something to do so... on wit the show.
Rory cuddled closer to Tristan, her head in his neck, placing small kisses along his jaw line, ear, and neck. Tristan moaned, then opened the letter, rubbing Rory's arm as an attempt to stop the shivering skin there. Either she was scared or really cold, whatever she was she still kept kissing his neck. He opened the letter and started to read.
I Rory,
As I said before I'll say it again...how the hell could you do this to me? The town? Your mother? You grandparents? You ruined all of our lives. You little slut. Didn't I tell you that the accountant wanted to get in your pants and nothing else. Yea well obviously I was right because look where you are, your pregnant with his piece of shit kid. Yea well, you see, if you had just stayed with me than none of this would've ever happened.
But you didn't you were a dirty fucking whore and look what happened. So, one way or another that kid will be gone, before you give birth or after. And then to assure that it will never happen again, I'll take you back, and keep the accountant away forever, me and you will be together and he will leave us alone. I can make you happy. If you just give me a chance. I could've done anything for you. So this is the way that I want it to be, and I know you want it too. You want a normal life, not having to worry, and you still want to go to Harvard, be a journalist. You can do everything you want to do, all you have to do is leave Tristan and come back to me. Please Rory, I love you. I'll love you more than accountant boy. More than life itself, Tristan isn't capable of love, only lust. Which he had for you, its not love, only lust, if your not with his bastard, he'll leave you in a second. You know it, I know you do.
So Rory, leave him and come back to me. We can be together forever, without him. Or the kid that won't be living. Please Rory.
Love Always, Dean /I
By the time he finished the letter, Rory's hand had started rubbing circles on his neck, massaging the tension that filled them after reading this...this thing. "Who the hell does he think he is? This is fucking shit. You know I love you right, and I will always be there for you, right?" Tristan looked her square in her eyes after pulling her away from sucking his neck.
Rory looked down. She wasn't sure. Tristan tugged her chin up to him, bringing her face close, whispering words to her. "Lorelai Leigh Gilmore, I will always love you with all of my heart. Don't you every doubt that. Ever." A single tear fell down her cheek and was quickly wiped away from her face with a thumb that belonged to Tristan. He sealed the last bit of space.
Lips moved against lips. Testing each other to their fullest extent. Tongues coaxing responses. Sucking, circling, moving against one another. Teeth drawing blood, the sour tang of it, in their mouths. Proving their love through painfully wonderful kisses, the ones that are forever.
Unbeknownst to them, Jess and Luke just walked in, carrying five cups of java. Rory and Tristan continued to kiss as Lorelai woke up, having smelt coffee and all. Jess cleared his throat to get their attention, not really wanting to watch them make out like animals, sucking each other's faces. Fed up with this, he went and tapped Tristan on the shoulder. Tristan waved the hand away, mumbling something incoherent, before returning to Rory.
Lorelai, Luke, and Jess were gathered together. "Look at them. Its like he's sucking her face." Lorelai started. "But then again, she looks to be sucking his as well."
"Can't you make them stop?" Luke questioned.
"I already tried. Lorelai?"
"I don't think anything short of a couple of oceans will get those to apart. Ewww...I see my daughter's tongue in his mouth. Damn where did she learn that, the whole biting thing?" Lorelai cocked her head to the side pondering her own statement.
"I'm gonna stop this, I can't take much more, before I'm at another kind of doctor, a physiatrist office." Luke walked over to the tonsil hockey match and tried to talk them into stopping. Nothing was working. "It's like their superglued together." Rory started tugging his shirt over his head.
"Ok now it's just enough, for crying out loud she just lost her freakin' baby and now their gonna make another one. Lorelai stop them please." Jess was begging, then dodged Tristan's shirt that Rory hand flung over her head.
"Fine. Hey I have an idea, why didn't I think of this before." She sat on the bed and then put her grabbed Rory's hands. Instantly Rory stopped kissing Tristan and wondered who the hell stopped her hands.
"What the...?" Rory started, looking around, her gaze stopping at her mom. She put on a smile and chuckled nervously. "Hi mom, um...How long have you been here?"
Jess liked seeing the embarrassed Rory and Tristan that had just been caught. "B WE /B have been here for a while." He walked to Tristan and threw him his shirt. "T, man you might want this."
Tristan blushed and ducked his head, knowing that he and Rory almost had sex, or an intimate in front of Jess, Lorelai and Luke. "Thanks. Umm.... Sorry, we didn't realize that anyone was in here."
Lorelai 'duh' ed, "Obviously"
"Sorry Mom." Rory apologized.
"I only have one question. Where did you learn that biting thing?" Rory's blush deepened as she hid behind Tristan.
"Save me, Tris, their making me embarrassed." He pulled her from behind him.
"Smell the air in this room. What does it smell like?" Her eyes widened.
"Luke, may I please have some of that wonderful coffee your holding?" She begged.
"Only if I never have to witness you to going at it again." Luke gave her the cup.
"Fine. Ahhh, coffee" Luke kissed the top of her head.
"I love you, kid."
"Love you, too, Luke."
"So Rory, I know that you really don't want to talk about it but, honey, we have to. Since your not pregnant anymore, you have to go to school." Lorelai started a conversation that would make Rory stop blushing. As if on cue, the doctor walked in.
"Hello, Rory, Tristan, Lorelai, and...others. Rory you need to stay here over night then you can go home and back to school. You might feel awkward, funny, if you will. There are some side effects, you might be really tired one minute then hyper the next, or cry at times then suddenly stop, don't worry its all natural and nothing else is wrong. The placenta should be out of your body, which is why I'm here."
Rory looked at him funny, like he had grown three more heads.
"I need to do a pelvic exam, so I need everyone out, unless Rory says so. But I would suggest everyone but Tristan because it will hurt and it is better to have a 'friend' there for her." Rory nodded her consent. Luke, Lorelai, and Jess exited the room and the doctor began.
Twenty minutes later, Tristan came out of the room, looking exhausted. Lorelai just had to ask, "What happened to you? You look like Hell."
"The Doc, is having some difficulties, the placenta doesn't wanna come out, so he had to..., how to put this nicely, go in and get it. Rory didn't want me in there right now so here I am. Damn she has a strong grip though." He held up he hand that she hand been holding. It was red, from her squeezing it.
Luke and Jess had gone home, nurse's orders, family only after visiting hours. Lorelai made an 'oh' shape with her mouth in silent understanding. "Why did you and Dean get in a fight?"
"How do you kno...You weren't asleep." He ran a tired hand through his hair messing it up even more.
"I woke up when you came in the room. So why the fight?"
"I don't know. I had all this rage and hurt and anger in me. I just lost control for a minute and got in a fight. He wrote her a letter and left it by her so that someone would give it to her. Basically, it said that he was better than me for her, and that she should leave me for him. That bastard." Tristan sighed into his hands.
Lorelai remained quiet rubbing his back. Moments later the Doctor came out of the room.
"Ok everything looks good now. You two can go in and see her."
Tristan ran to the room, Lorelai stayed after Tristan left for a few minutes thanked the doctor and followed Tristan path to Rory's room. But stopped short after seeing a coffee machine.
When Tristan entered the room he saw Rory lying in the bed, withering, and moaning. "Rory." He asked concerned. "Do you need the doctor or something?" She was moving against the sheets of the bed.
Rory quickly responded. "NO! It's just" a moan "I'm sensitive, and when the doctor had to get the placenta" another moan "out he had to use little metal things inside of me. And well...." She looked down embarrassed at her body's reaction. Which was finally over.
Tristan chuckled at her embarrassment. "You orgasmed. Didn't you?" He suppressed the grin that was begging to get out. She nodded. He got on the bed wrapping his arms around her waist letting one drop to her abdominal, massaging her, working his way down.
When he hand reached between her legs he growled in a husky, seductive voice, "Come for me?"
Rory panted, then shuddered. "Always, Tristan , Always." Tristan bit down on the awaiting flesh of her necked. As things started to heat up....
Lorelai came bounding through the door, trying to steady three cups of coffee in her hands. She saw them together. "Whoa, parent in the room, please no sexual stuff in front of me or I will have to punish you both for committing a sin." They instantly moved away from each other, Rory trying to cover her neck. Tristan wiping his hand clean of Rory on a tissue next to the bed.
Both had scarlet blushes on their faces. Rory for having her mother walk in on her, her mother being up on all the sexual things that you can do. And Tristan for having his girlfriend's mother walk in as he was 'playing' with Rory.
"Sorry Mom," Rory apologized. Tristan mumbled an apology. Rory elbowed him in the ribs. "Sorry Lorelai."
"Fine just go to sleep big day ahead of us, lots of decisions to make and people to tell."
Tristan started to snuggle down in the sheets, before Lorelai glared at him. A silent single saying 'Get the Hell outa my daughters bed, boy' He sighed got up and pulled a chair close to Rory's bed.
Rory was confused. 'Why is he getting out?' She glanced at her mother and understanding donned her features. "Goodnight, sweetie, Mom." She her mom a quick kiss. Then Tristan.
The lights went out, singling sleep time.
Author: brit
Spoilers: Up to and including Run Away Little Boy
Email: lilcoffeegirl23@hotmail.com
Summary: Tristan comes back from military school and seeks out Rory
Pairing: Tristan/Rory
Rating: PG13
Feedback: Please
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or are in any way associated with the wb
~*~*~*~*Recap*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Oh yea, Dean?" He turned around, and Tristan continued, "Don't you even think about coming to the hospital to see Rory."
Dean took this as a challenge. "And if I do...."
Tristan smirked, looking at Dean. Dean was so much more beat up then Tristan was. "You'll regret it."
"Oh great the accountant is threatening me."
"Sarcasm was never your strong point, Bean. Which reminds me don't you have a sale on flour today you never answered which one would make my cakes fluffier."
"Fuck you." Dean left the alley and went back to work.
Luke looked pissed. "First, I told you two to stay outa trouble, but I'll forgive it due to the circumstances. Let's go. I wanna see Rory. But I have to go close the dinner."
"I'm gonna go in my car I'll see you guys there." Tristan needed to see Rory.
"Ok see ya in a while man." Jess slapped Tristan on the back. "Hang in there."
~*~*~*Present*~*~*~
When Tristan arrived at the hospital, he waited patiently for Luke and Jess to get there before going in. Luckily he only had to wait 6 minutes and 28 seconds.
The hospital, with its yellow walls was absolute hell. He shouldn't have been here til the birth or near the birth. 'But things change. And Dean will pay for what he did, and he will learn to not mess with me or any one who is with me...aka Rory.' Tristan was fuming over the past few hours.
The three men walked to the nurses' station, Tristan in front. "Excuse me, miss," he got her attention, "Lorelai Gilmore's room please."
"I'm sorry family members only allowed." Damn, could anybody be colder.
Tristan's voice dipped dangerously low, into a growl. "She just miscarried my baby, I need to see her. And these two are like a father and a brother. Which room did you say it was?"
"154" she grumbled.
Luke grunted a thank you of some sort before they headed to 154. "Here it is."
Tristan opened the door quietly, afraid that if Rory was still asleep he would wake her. Rory wasn't asleep, Lorelai was. Rory was sitting on the bed, reading a sheet of paper; the look on her face was an unpleasant one. "Rory," he whispered, not wanting to wake Lorelai. He went and sat on the bed next to her, letting Luke and Jess in.
Luke instantly went to Rory, like a moth drawn to light; his fatherly instincts kicking in. "Rory, God, are you ok? How are you holding up? Don't worry about any thing, it'll be ok." He tightened his already tight hold on her.
Rory shot pleading eyes are Jess to save her. "Uncle Luke, I think Rory likes to breathe." Jess joked, trying to loosen the tense mood. Luke lessened he grip then let go after kissing her on the head, letting Jess say hi to her.
"Hey. How are you?"
Rory sighed, snuggling closer to Tristan as he slung his arm over her shoulders, leaning against the wall. "I'll be okay. I don't think its quite hit me yet, that I'm not going to be a mother...yet." She looked at Tristan, and gasped; she hadn't noticed yet. "What happened to you, babe? She put her hand to his busted lip, stained, still, from a faint trace of blood.
"Do you want the truth?" he let out a sigh, waiting.
"Mmmmmh, I like the truth."
"When you fell asleep, I went and talked to Jess, and we went and talked to Dean about..." his voice trailed off as he looked towards her stomach.
Rory slapped him right upside the head. "Tristan!" she exclaimed. "What were you thinking?" Lorelai stirred in her sleep. (she was really out of it).
"I wasn't really. Okay now that that's out of the way. What were you reading when we came in." What ever made her that unhappy can't be good...right?
Rory hesitated. "Luke, Jess could you give us a moment? Please? Get some coffee or something" Jess nodded, dragging a reluctant Luke with him. She turned her attention back to Tristan. "It was a letter. The medical people said it was by me when they got there. I was just reading it and...and..." She started to sob a little. "...it was from Dean." She saw Tristan's jaw tense at the mention of Dean.
"What did it say?" Tristan's eyes flashed anger in the fact that Dean wrote Rory a letter.
Rory shook her head. "Nothing." She was lying.
"Why are you lying to me? There must've been something bad about it or you wouldn't be sobbing. So what did it say." Tristan said forcefully, to get his point across.
Rory looked at him funnily, at the way his manner hand taken a fiercer turn from the start of this conversation. She sighed, relenting, and reached over to the side table where she had put it, and gave it to Tristan to read for himself.
AN: I was going to stop there and wait a til tomorrow to write again but I'm bored and this is something to do so... on wit the show.
Rory cuddled closer to Tristan, her head in his neck, placing small kisses along his jaw line, ear, and neck. Tristan moaned, then opened the letter, rubbing Rory's arm as an attempt to stop the shivering skin there. Either she was scared or really cold, whatever she was she still kept kissing his neck. He opened the letter and started to read.
I Rory,
As I said before I'll say it again...how the hell could you do this to me? The town? Your mother? You grandparents? You ruined all of our lives. You little slut. Didn't I tell you that the accountant wanted to get in your pants and nothing else. Yea well obviously I was right because look where you are, your pregnant with his piece of shit kid. Yea well, you see, if you had just stayed with me than none of this would've ever happened.
But you didn't you were a dirty fucking whore and look what happened. So, one way or another that kid will be gone, before you give birth or after. And then to assure that it will never happen again, I'll take you back, and keep the accountant away forever, me and you will be together and he will leave us alone. I can make you happy. If you just give me a chance. I could've done anything for you. So this is the way that I want it to be, and I know you want it too. You want a normal life, not having to worry, and you still want to go to Harvard, be a journalist. You can do everything you want to do, all you have to do is leave Tristan and come back to me. Please Rory, I love you. I'll love you more than accountant boy. More than life itself, Tristan isn't capable of love, only lust. Which he had for you, its not love, only lust, if your not with his bastard, he'll leave you in a second. You know it, I know you do.
So Rory, leave him and come back to me. We can be together forever, without him. Or the kid that won't be living. Please Rory.
Love Always, Dean /I
By the time he finished the letter, Rory's hand had started rubbing circles on his neck, massaging the tension that filled them after reading this...this thing. "Who the hell does he think he is? This is fucking shit. You know I love you right, and I will always be there for you, right?" Tristan looked her square in her eyes after pulling her away from sucking his neck.
Rory looked down. She wasn't sure. Tristan tugged her chin up to him, bringing her face close, whispering words to her. "Lorelai Leigh Gilmore, I will always love you with all of my heart. Don't you every doubt that. Ever." A single tear fell down her cheek and was quickly wiped away from her face with a thumb that belonged to Tristan. He sealed the last bit of space.
Lips moved against lips. Testing each other to their fullest extent. Tongues coaxing responses. Sucking, circling, moving against one another. Teeth drawing blood, the sour tang of it, in their mouths. Proving their love through painfully wonderful kisses, the ones that are forever.
Unbeknownst to them, Jess and Luke just walked in, carrying five cups of java. Rory and Tristan continued to kiss as Lorelai woke up, having smelt coffee and all. Jess cleared his throat to get their attention, not really wanting to watch them make out like animals, sucking each other's faces. Fed up with this, he went and tapped Tristan on the shoulder. Tristan waved the hand away, mumbling something incoherent, before returning to Rory.
Lorelai, Luke, and Jess were gathered together. "Look at them. Its like he's sucking her face." Lorelai started. "But then again, she looks to be sucking his as well."
"Can't you make them stop?" Luke questioned.
"I already tried. Lorelai?"
"I don't think anything short of a couple of oceans will get those to apart. Ewww...I see my daughter's tongue in his mouth. Damn where did she learn that, the whole biting thing?" Lorelai cocked her head to the side pondering her own statement.
"I'm gonna stop this, I can't take much more, before I'm at another kind of doctor, a physiatrist office." Luke walked over to the tonsil hockey match and tried to talk them into stopping. Nothing was working. "It's like their superglued together." Rory started tugging his shirt over his head.
"Ok now it's just enough, for crying out loud she just lost her freakin' baby and now their gonna make another one. Lorelai stop them please." Jess was begging, then dodged Tristan's shirt that Rory hand flung over her head.
"Fine. Hey I have an idea, why didn't I think of this before." She sat on the bed and then put her grabbed Rory's hands. Instantly Rory stopped kissing Tristan and wondered who the hell stopped her hands.
"What the...?" Rory started, looking around, her gaze stopping at her mom. She put on a smile and chuckled nervously. "Hi mom, um...How long have you been here?"
Jess liked seeing the embarrassed Rory and Tristan that had just been caught. "B WE /B have been here for a while." He walked to Tristan and threw him his shirt. "T, man you might want this."
Tristan blushed and ducked his head, knowing that he and Rory almost had sex, or an intimate in front of Jess, Lorelai and Luke. "Thanks. Umm.... Sorry, we didn't realize that anyone was in here."
Lorelai 'duh' ed, "Obviously"
"Sorry Mom." Rory apologized.
"I only have one question. Where did you learn that biting thing?" Rory's blush deepened as she hid behind Tristan.
"Save me, Tris, their making me embarrassed." He pulled her from behind him.
"Smell the air in this room. What does it smell like?" Her eyes widened.
"Luke, may I please have some of that wonderful coffee your holding?" She begged.
"Only if I never have to witness you to going at it again." Luke gave her the cup.
"Fine. Ahhh, coffee" Luke kissed the top of her head.
"I love you, kid."
"Love you, too, Luke."
"So Rory, I know that you really don't want to talk about it but, honey, we have to. Since your not pregnant anymore, you have to go to school." Lorelai started a conversation that would make Rory stop blushing. As if on cue, the doctor walked in.
"Hello, Rory, Tristan, Lorelai, and...others. Rory you need to stay here over night then you can go home and back to school. You might feel awkward, funny, if you will. There are some side effects, you might be really tired one minute then hyper the next, or cry at times then suddenly stop, don't worry its all natural and nothing else is wrong. The placenta should be out of your body, which is why I'm here."
Rory looked at him funny, like he had grown three more heads.
"I need to do a pelvic exam, so I need everyone out, unless Rory says so. But I would suggest everyone but Tristan because it will hurt and it is better to have a 'friend' there for her." Rory nodded her consent. Luke, Lorelai, and Jess exited the room and the doctor began.
Twenty minutes later, Tristan came out of the room, looking exhausted. Lorelai just had to ask, "What happened to you? You look like Hell."
"The Doc, is having some difficulties, the placenta doesn't wanna come out, so he had to..., how to put this nicely, go in and get it. Rory didn't want me in there right now so here I am. Damn she has a strong grip though." He held up he hand that she hand been holding. It was red, from her squeezing it.
Luke and Jess had gone home, nurse's orders, family only after visiting hours. Lorelai made an 'oh' shape with her mouth in silent understanding. "Why did you and Dean get in a fight?"
"How do you kno...You weren't asleep." He ran a tired hand through his hair messing it up even more.
"I woke up when you came in the room. So why the fight?"
"I don't know. I had all this rage and hurt and anger in me. I just lost control for a minute and got in a fight. He wrote her a letter and left it by her so that someone would give it to her. Basically, it said that he was better than me for her, and that she should leave me for him. That bastard." Tristan sighed into his hands.
Lorelai remained quiet rubbing his back. Moments later the Doctor came out of the room.
"Ok everything looks good now. You two can go in and see her."
Tristan ran to the room, Lorelai stayed after Tristan left for a few minutes thanked the doctor and followed Tristan path to Rory's room. But stopped short after seeing a coffee machine.
When Tristan entered the room he saw Rory lying in the bed, withering, and moaning. "Rory." He asked concerned. "Do you need the doctor or something?" She was moving against the sheets of the bed.
Rory quickly responded. "NO! It's just" a moan "I'm sensitive, and when the doctor had to get the placenta" another moan "out he had to use little metal things inside of me. And well...." She looked down embarrassed at her body's reaction. Which was finally over.
Tristan chuckled at her embarrassment. "You orgasmed. Didn't you?" He suppressed the grin that was begging to get out. She nodded. He got on the bed wrapping his arms around her waist letting one drop to her abdominal, massaging her, working his way down.
When he hand reached between her legs he growled in a husky, seductive voice, "Come for me?"
Rory panted, then shuddered. "Always, Tristan , Always." Tristan bit down on the awaiting flesh of her necked. As things started to heat up....
Lorelai came bounding through the door, trying to steady three cups of coffee in her hands. She saw them together. "Whoa, parent in the room, please no sexual stuff in front of me or I will have to punish you both for committing a sin." They instantly moved away from each other, Rory trying to cover her neck. Tristan wiping his hand clean of Rory on a tissue next to the bed.
Both had scarlet blushes on their faces. Rory for having her mother walk in on her, her mother being up on all the sexual things that you can do. And Tristan for having his girlfriend's mother walk in as he was 'playing' with Rory.
"Sorry Mom," Rory apologized. Tristan mumbled an apology. Rory elbowed him in the ribs. "Sorry Lorelai."
"Fine just go to sleep big day ahead of us, lots of decisions to make and people to tell."
Tristan started to snuggle down in the sheets, before Lorelai glared at him. A silent single saying 'Get the Hell outa my daughters bed, boy' He sighed got up and pulled a chair close to Rory's bed.
Rory was confused. 'Why is he getting out?' She glanced at her mother and understanding donned her features. "Goodnight, sweetie, Mom." She her mom a quick kiss. Then Tristan.
The lights went out, singling sleep time.