"Revolving Satellites Redux" by Gluglug
Chapter two: The best laid plans..
Author: Gluglug
Spoiler Warning/Timing: mid - Third Season
Rating: PG -13 (I hope)
Summary: What happened on Lorelai's fourth date with Alex
Disclaimer: Gilmore Girls and all characters are property of The Dubba Dubba Dubba WB, Dorothy Parker Drank Here Productions and Amy Sherman- Palladino. They don't belong to me, just borrowing.
It was past midnight and Lorelai had just returned home from her date with Alex; she paid the cab driver and walked into the house. She hoped Rory would still be awake, she needed to talk to someone.
She peeked in at her sleeping daughter and decided not to wake her, Rory needed her sleep. Even though she was in her final semester at Chilton, she had more schoolwork than ever to complete. She had been spending more of her weekend hours in the library than she was spending time with Jess. Lorelai had mixed emotions about that -she still was a little uneasy about Jess being a big part of Rory's life, so maybe it was better that she had so much schoolwork to do.
Lorelai went upstairs and looked at herself in the mirror. Her hair was a mess, her makeup was smeared and her lavender dress was on inside out. Her evening with Alex did not go as planned. She had intended to break up with him early on, but he had made reservations at her favorite romantic restaurant and then he took her dancing at an 80's club. She was having a great time and decided that breaking it off wasn't such a good idea, after all.
They went back to his place and started fooling around. Before Lorelai knew it, she was in bed with him. It was probably due to too many cocktails at the dance club, impairing her judgment. Oh yeah, and that his lips and hands skillfully knew what they were doing as she lost herself in the moment. Until it happened. At the most inappropriate moment, she said it. The wrong name.
"Luuuuke."
Which stopped Alex dead in his tracks. He knew it. He had seen the two of them at the diner. He could tell by their body language that something was going on, acknowledged or not. He practically threw Lorelai out of his bed before she had a chance to explain away her faux pas.
She tried to tell him that Luke had fixed her porch rail that afternoon and that..well that wasn't a good excuse. There was no excuse. Alex hurriedly called her a cab and she got dressed with her proverbial tail between her legs. Needless to say, they wound up breaking up that evening, but not the way she had planned.
As Lorelai changed into her pajamas and tried to wash the embarrassment off her face, she still couldn't believe that she called out his name. Why Luke, of all people? Then she remembered the tremor she had felt sitting across from him in the kitchen, the one that left her so unsettled. She settled back under the covers, turned off the light and tried to think of something, or someone else.
But when Lorelai closed her eyes, she could think of nothing but Luke. The more she tried not to think about him, the more intense her visions became. She envisioned him shirtless, the muscles in his arms flexing as he pounded the nails into the porch rail. Lorelei was giggling to herself over the dirty Luke thoughts she was having.
She revisited their PG rated conversation on the porch yesterday, but this time was she was watching the R to NC-17 version. She gave up the fight and decided put those thoughts to good use. She was now free to use his name over and over without anyone kicking her out of bed.
TBC.
A/N: I did not coin the phrase "Dirty Luke Thoughts" - I believe that belongs to Connecticut Junkie or is it Serenity Goddess? I will never write as well as they do.
This was a very short chapter, the next chapter will have the inevitable Rory/Lorelai dream analysis that I didn't think was appropriate here. I also intend to keep this on a PG-13 level, I think Lorelai will be able to convey her feelings to Rory without being too explicit. Besides Rory asked her if Luke was naked in her "Lazy Hazy" dream.. : )
Chapter two: The best laid plans..
Author: Gluglug
Spoiler Warning/Timing: mid - Third Season
Rating: PG -13 (I hope)
Summary: What happened on Lorelai's fourth date with Alex
Disclaimer: Gilmore Girls and all characters are property of The Dubba Dubba Dubba WB, Dorothy Parker Drank Here Productions and Amy Sherman- Palladino. They don't belong to me, just borrowing.
It was past midnight and Lorelai had just returned home from her date with Alex; she paid the cab driver and walked into the house. She hoped Rory would still be awake, she needed to talk to someone.
She peeked in at her sleeping daughter and decided not to wake her, Rory needed her sleep. Even though she was in her final semester at Chilton, she had more schoolwork than ever to complete. She had been spending more of her weekend hours in the library than she was spending time with Jess. Lorelai had mixed emotions about that -she still was a little uneasy about Jess being a big part of Rory's life, so maybe it was better that she had so much schoolwork to do.
Lorelai went upstairs and looked at herself in the mirror. Her hair was a mess, her makeup was smeared and her lavender dress was on inside out. Her evening with Alex did not go as planned. She had intended to break up with him early on, but he had made reservations at her favorite romantic restaurant and then he took her dancing at an 80's club. She was having a great time and decided that breaking it off wasn't such a good idea, after all.
They went back to his place and started fooling around. Before Lorelai knew it, she was in bed with him. It was probably due to too many cocktails at the dance club, impairing her judgment. Oh yeah, and that his lips and hands skillfully knew what they were doing as she lost herself in the moment. Until it happened. At the most inappropriate moment, she said it. The wrong name.
"Luuuuke."
Which stopped Alex dead in his tracks. He knew it. He had seen the two of them at the diner. He could tell by their body language that something was going on, acknowledged or not. He practically threw Lorelai out of his bed before she had a chance to explain away her faux pas.
She tried to tell him that Luke had fixed her porch rail that afternoon and that..well that wasn't a good excuse. There was no excuse. Alex hurriedly called her a cab and she got dressed with her proverbial tail between her legs. Needless to say, they wound up breaking up that evening, but not the way she had planned.
As Lorelai changed into her pajamas and tried to wash the embarrassment off her face, she still couldn't believe that she called out his name. Why Luke, of all people? Then she remembered the tremor she had felt sitting across from him in the kitchen, the one that left her so unsettled. She settled back under the covers, turned off the light and tried to think of something, or someone else.
But when Lorelai closed her eyes, she could think of nothing but Luke. The more she tried not to think about him, the more intense her visions became. She envisioned him shirtless, the muscles in his arms flexing as he pounded the nails into the porch rail. Lorelei was giggling to herself over the dirty Luke thoughts she was having.
She revisited their PG rated conversation on the porch yesterday, but this time was she was watching the R to NC-17 version. She gave up the fight and decided put those thoughts to good use. She was now free to use his name over and over without anyone kicking her out of bed.
TBC.
A/N: I did not coin the phrase "Dirty Luke Thoughts" - I believe that belongs to Connecticut Junkie or is it Serenity Goddess? I will never write as well as they do.
This was a very short chapter, the next chapter will have the inevitable Rory/Lorelai dream analysis that I didn't think was appropriate here. I also intend to keep this on a PG-13 level, I think Lorelai will be able to convey her feelings to Rory without being too explicit. Besides Rory asked her if Luke was naked in her "Lazy Hazy" dream.. : )