~~
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah...what was his deal?" He tried to frown but moaned with pain again. Silently he cursed the guy who was responsible for this.
"We broke up...and I kinda...told him we slept together" She blushed and looked down at her hands.
"Why?"
"Cause he said you would just want me for sex and dump me right after...but he still believes that...cause I kinda didn't tell him that I went to you...I just said it was an accident."
That hurt. An accident. Was that all it was? Something she wanted to forget? Something that never should have happened?
"I'm sorry he broke up with you"
"I broke up with him" She hesitated "and I don't regret it. Jess...I..." The words `I love you` were already on the tip of her tongue when Lorelai stormed in.
"Coffee!"
Rory sighed, for once not happy about the coffee. It ruined the moment, and she couldn't summon up the courage to say it again. So she let it slide, pretended not to see the hurt look on his face when she left. She knew she would have to tell him soon, if she didn't want to lose him, but right now, it was just too hard.
~~
For a second Jess thought Rory was about to say she loved him. But then her mother came in and spoiled the mood. He silently cursed Lorelai for driving Rory back in her shell. Now he would never know what she was going to say. She was too shy to repeat it, and left quietly after a while.
He kept staring at the ceiling, following the little cracks in the white plaster and comparing them to his situation. Rory was the white plaster, perfect, untouched. And he...he was the crack that ruined that perfection. He knew he couldn't stop loving her, but he also knew the chance he would fuck her up was big. He had seen things, done things, that he never wanted her to know about. Things that would take away the pure and naive way she looked at the world. Sometimes he wished he could just get up and leave. It would break her heart, but it would be better than how their relationshipwould end, if they really got involved. No matter how he looked at it, he was gonna ruin her anyway.
After a long night of thinking, tossing and turning he woke up feeling tired and restless. He still didn't know what to do. He wanted her, he wanted to be with her, but he didn't want to ruin that perfection that she had. And to him that just seemed inevitable.
The doctor came in and examined his reactions, helped him up and asked him how he felt. After a little while he left and returned only a few minutes after.
"You can go home mister Mariano, but I must ask you to take it easy for a while"
Jess nodded, something that made his head burst into flames, or so it felt to him. Slowly he put on his shoes and jacket, and waited for Luke to pick him up.
~~
"Rory"
"Jess"
An awkward silence dawned upon them.
"So..."
"Coffee please. And donuts"
OK...not what he had expected. He thought she would talk to him, but instead she just treated him like the dinerboy. And he wasn't even working. For the first time Luke wouldn't let him. Yet he nodded and brought her coffee. She probably would be nervous, scared even. He would have to give her time.
He smiled a little smile and dissapeared upstairs. After going through his CD's and putting on his favourite one, he lay on his bed and listened to the music taking over his thoughts.
~~
"Jess"
He was startled, and got up quickly. Too quickly, cause all of the sudden the whole room seemed to spin and he fell back down on his pillow.
"Are you okay?" Her voice was soft and a little bit worried. She sat down on his bed and examined his head. Her soft hands went through his hair, driving him crazy along the way.
"Rory" It was nothing more than a sigh, but she understood his need, his want. She smiled and bent down to kiss him.
The kiss started out slowly, but grew more intense along the way. When they finally broke apart it was only to catch their breath. After a few quick inhalations they attacked eachothers mouths once again, hungry with passion.
Jess wanted to feel her, wanted to touch her all over her perfect body. But she was in control. She had straddled him and was doing things to his neck he only dreamt about before. Yeah...he had had a lot of experience, but he had never felt something this fucking good. Maybe it had something to do with the feelings he had for this girl, the love he was too scared to admit he felt.
His shirt had been shed on the floor, and her top and bra had followed quickly. He lifted up his head to nuzzle her neck before torturing her slowly, making his way down to her breasts. She moaned and held him in place while her hands kept running down his back. He felt shivers all over his body when her nails slid down his neck.
"Jess" She whispered his name over and over again, wriggling under him so he would keep touching her. He happily obliged, carressing her slender body with his strong soft hands. All along he kept licking, sucking and kissing her breasts, paying fair attention to each.
She opened up his jeans and slipped her hand into his boxers, causing him to moan with pleasure. This was torture. Delicious fucking torture. Again she had him on his back, holding down his hands with her knees, so he could only wait and enjoy the wonderful things she was doing to him. He knew she was paying him back for their first time, when he had been patient and teaching her all she needed to know. And oh god...she was good. Really good. Earthshattering mindtrembling good. So good he wanted nothing more than to touch her. Show her just how much he wanted her right now.
But she didn't let him. She kept holding him down, wanting to be the one in control. When she finally let him go, it was only to remove the rest of their clothing. He tried to kiss her, tried to gain control but she held him back. And instinctively he knew why. She had told him about her fear of losing control around him. And he guessed this was just something that she had to do. So he held back, despite his urges to push her down and take her. He wanted to show her she could be herself around him, that she didn't have to be scared. But, truth be told, he was a bit scared himself. He was falling, hard and fast. And somehow he knew he couldn't crawl back up again. But he didn't know if he even wanted to. Falling was good, as long as it was with her.
She kissed him once more, a nagging slow kiss. After that kiss she let him go and took a condom out of his drawer.
**how the fuck does she know I'm keeping them there?!** He didn't really get time to think about that question, because she kept kissing and touching him while slowly putting on the condom and leading him inside of her.
Oh god. Oh freaking god. This was even better than the last time. She was on top of him, riding him for all he was worth and it was so hard to hold back. So hard not to let go and come deep inside of her, crying out her name. But he wanted her to come first, so he struggled and fought his orgasm down. His hands found her most sensitive spot and started pushing her over the edge. Only after her last waves had faded, he surrendered himself and came, letting out a low moan.
~~
He woke up, his throat dry and his whole body covered in sweat. For a moment he didn't know what happened, and then he realized...
**It was just a dream**
A/N: hope you liked this chapter...just wanted to put some nookie in...but I didn't really know how to put that in at this point in the story, so I made it a dream...but don't worry. There will be plenty of Literati stuff in the future chapters!
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah...what was his deal?" He tried to frown but moaned with pain again. Silently he cursed the guy who was responsible for this.
"We broke up...and I kinda...told him we slept together" She blushed and looked down at her hands.
"Why?"
"Cause he said you would just want me for sex and dump me right after...but he still believes that...cause I kinda didn't tell him that I went to you...I just said it was an accident."
That hurt. An accident. Was that all it was? Something she wanted to forget? Something that never should have happened?
"I'm sorry he broke up with you"
"I broke up with him" She hesitated "and I don't regret it. Jess...I..." The words `I love you` were already on the tip of her tongue when Lorelai stormed in.
"Coffee!"
Rory sighed, for once not happy about the coffee. It ruined the moment, and she couldn't summon up the courage to say it again. So she let it slide, pretended not to see the hurt look on his face when she left. She knew she would have to tell him soon, if she didn't want to lose him, but right now, it was just too hard.
~~
For a second Jess thought Rory was about to say she loved him. But then her mother came in and spoiled the mood. He silently cursed Lorelai for driving Rory back in her shell. Now he would never know what she was going to say. She was too shy to repeat it, and left quietly after a while.
He kept staring at the ceiling, following the little cracks in the white plaster and comparing them to his situation. Rory was the white plaster, perfect, untouched. And he...he was the crack that ruined that perfection. He knew he couldn't stop loving her, but he also knew the chance he would fuck her up was big. He had seen things, done things, that he never wanted her to know about. Things that would take away the pure and naive way she looked at the world. Sometimes he wished he could just get up and leave. It would break her heart, but it would be better than how their relationshipwould end, if they really got involved. No matter how he looked at it, he was gonna ruin her anyway.
After a long night of thinking, tossing and turning he woke up feeling tired and restless. He still didn't know what to do. He wanted her, he wanted to be with her, but he didn't want to ruin that perfection that she had. And to him that just seemed inevitable.
The doctor came in and examined his reactions, helped him up and asked him how he felt. After a little while he left and returned only a few minutes after.
"You can go home mister Mariano, but I must ask you to take it easy for a while"
Jess nodded, something that made his head burst into flames, or so it felt to him. Slowly he put on his shoes and jacket, and waited for Luke to pick him up.
~~
"Rory"
"Jess"
An awkward silence dawned upon them.
"So..."
"Coffee please. And donuts"
OK...not what he had expected. He thought she would talk to him, but instead she just treated him like the dinerboy. And he wasn't even working. For the first time Luke wouldn't let him. Yet he nodded and brought her coffee. She probably would be nervous, scared even. He would have to give her time.
He smiled a little smile and dissapeared upstairs. After going through his CD's and putting on his favourite one, he lay on his bed and listened to the music taking over his thoughts.
~~
"Jess"
He was startled, and got up quickly. Too quickly, cause all of the sudden the whole room seemed to spin and he fell back down on his pillow.
"Are you okay?" Her voice was soft and a little bit worried. She sat down on his bed and examined his head. Her soft hands went through his hair, driving him crazy along the way.
"Rory" It was nothing more than a sigh, but she understood his need, his want. She smiled and bent down to kiss him.
The kiss started out slowly, but grew more intense along the way. When they finally broke apart it was only to catch their breath. After a few quick inhalations they attacked eachothers mouths once again, hungry with passion.
Jess wanted to feel her, wanted to touch her all over her perfect body. But she was in control. She had straddled him and was doing things to his neck he only dreamt about before. Yeah...he had had a lot of experience, but he had never felt something this fucking good. Maybe it had something to do with the feelings he had for this girl, the love he was too scared to admit he felt.
His shirt had been shed on the floor, and her top and bra had followed quickly. He lifted up his head to nuzzle her neck before torturing her slowly, making his way down to her breasts. She moaned and held him in place while her hands kept running down his back. He felt shivers all over his body when her nails slid down his neck.
"Jess" She whispered his name over and over again, wriggling under him so he would keep touching her. He happily obliged, carressing her slender body with his strong soft hands. All along he kept licking, sucking and kissing her breasts, paying fair attention to each.
She opened up his jeans and slipped her hand into his boxers, causing him to moan with pleasure. This was torture. Delicious fucking torture. Again she had him on his back, holding down his hands with her knees, so he could only wait and enjoy the wonderful things she was doing to him. He knew she was paying him back for their first time, when he had been patient and teaching her all she needed to know. And oh god...she was good. Really good. Earthshattering mindtrembling good. So good he wanted nothing more than to touch her. Show her just how much he wanted her right now.
But she didn't let him. She kept holding him down, wanting to be the one in control. When she finally let him go, it was only to remove the rest of their clothing. He tried to kiss her, tried to gain control but she held him back. And instinctively he knew why. She had told him about her fear of losing control around him. And he guessed this was just something that she had to do. So he held back, despite his urges to push her down and take her. He wanted to show her she could be herself around him, that she didn't have to be scared. But, truth be told, he was a bit scared himself. He was falling, hard and fast. And somehow he knew he couldn't crawl back up again. But he didn't know if he even wanted to. Falling was good, as long as it was with her.
She kissed him once more, a nagging slow kiss. After that kiss she let him go and took a condom out of his drawer.
**how the fuck does she know I'm keeping them there?!** He didn't really get time to think about that question, because she kept kissing and touching him while slowly putting on the condom and leading him inside of her.
Oh god. Oh freaking god. This was even better than the last time. She was on top of him, riding him for all he was worth and it was so hard to hold back. So hard not to let go and come deep inside of her, crying out her name. But he wanted her to come first, so he struggled and fought his orgasm down. His hands found her most sensitive spot and started pushing her over the edge. Only after her last waves had faded, he surrendered himself and came, letting out a low moan.
~~
He woke up, his throat dry and his whole body covered in sweat. For a moment he didn't know what happened, and then he realized...
**It was just a dream**
A/N: hope you liked this chapter...just wanted to put some nookie in...but I didn't really know how to put that in at this point in the story, so I made it a dream...but don't worry. There will be plenty of Literati stuff in the future chapters!