Title: Confusion
Author: Kenora Hazel Saul
Pairing: R/J & L/L
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I own only my fanfics.
A/N: Thank you to the lovely people who keep reviewing my story and telling me that they like/don't like it. Please keep the reviews coming. Hope everyone had a Merry Christmas. I know this is a confusing chapter, but in time it will explain itself. So bear with me.
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"You are so fine," Rory narrowed her eyes at Jess as she reclined back on her bed, and watched him move around the room.
"Do you have to watch my every move," Jess asked.
"Yes, you're a walking fantasy, my walking fantasy," Rory licked her lips. "I want you, but you.well. you know." She glared at him. "You're being noble, trying to make me wait." She sat up. "I promise you before the week is out, we will have made love, had sex, whatever you prefer to call it."
"Rory, we are not going to have sex, until we're good and ready," Jess argued.
"Oh I'm good and ready, I'm just waiting for you to catch up," Rory teased. She licked her lips in taunting temptation. "Just think of me as a feast, that you can devour, I'm here anytime.you get hungry."
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"You're mine," Dean muttered to his green bean can, pretending it was Rory. "I won't let him have you."
"Are you okay?" Taylor asked Dean, looking concerned as he watched Rory's boyfriend, mumbling to green bean cans. "Why don't you run the till, a change of scenery." Taylor offered.
"No, she's mine," Dean growled at Taylor.
**
"Wasn't that a magical trip," Lorelai looked up at Luke.
"It was perfect," Rory's gaze wandered naughtily down Jess's jeans to his groin.
**
Dean pulled his pick-up out of the driveway, he headed down the I-5 out of town. He smiled manically out the window, and bid Rory's house adieu.
**
Rory reclined back on her bed, her mind was set on seduction. Jess's seduction. Her mind was consumed with ideas of how and when and what.. they would do.
Her door slammed open. "Bitch. You're going to die." Dean stood outlined in her doorframe, axe in hand.
"Dean I can explain," she put her hands up her in defense.
"You're nothing but a lying whore," Dean accused. His gaze pierced the room, taking in the disarray. "You've been entertaining him in your room, you always said I would be your first." He glared at her.
Rory backed up, hands up in defense. "We've grown apart, I don't think we should see each other anymore." She moved to her bedroom door, "Get out."
Dean raised his axe, his intent obvious. Rory's eyes bugged out in fear. She kicked out in defense, she grabbed the axe from Dean.
She raised the axe in an arc, impact was sudden, slicing through skin like a knife through butter. Blood spurted everywhere. Rory dropped the axe, she screamed and ran.
**
"Your daughter's nothing but a slut," Dean slurred at Lorelai. He pulled out his gun, and pointed it directly at her. "Time for you to die."
There was a struggle, a shot was fired. Someone fell to the ground.
Scurrying footsteps echoed away from the confrontation spot. In the crimson sunset, the person lying in a pool of blood blended right in.
**
"I will kill you, I swear to god, for what've you done, vengeance will be mine," two people vowed simultaneously.
**
Rory awoke upstairs in her mom's bedroom. "Was that a dream or reality?" she shook her head in confusion. Down the stairs, she crept, when she came around the corner, what she saw shocked her.
**
..."Oh Luke, don't stop," Lorelai moaned. She writhed from side to side. Her masterful diner man was devouring her breasts, and she loved him for it....
**
Confusing, I know. You don't know what's reality or a dream? The next chapter will clear "some" of that up. Look for the next chapter by Jan. 4! 10+ reviews wanted. Thanks to those who keep reviewing. Love y'all.
Author: Kenora Hazel Saul
Pairing: R/J & L/L
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I own only my fanfics.
A/N: Thank you to the lovely people who keep reviewing my story and telling me that they like/don't like it. Please keep the reviews coming. Hope everyone had a Merry Christmas. I know this is a confusing chapter, but in time it will explain itself. So bear with me.
**
"You are so fine," Rory narrowed her eyes at Jess as she reclined back on her bed, and watched him move around the room.
"Do you have to watch my every move," Jess asked.
"Yes, you're a walking fantasy, my walking fantasy," Rory licked her lips. "I want you, but you.well. you know." She glared at him. "You're being noble, trying to make me wait." She sat up. "I promise you before the week is out, we will have made love, had sex, whatever you prefer to call it."
"Rory, we are not going to have sex, until we're good and ready," Jess argued.
"Oh I'm good and ready, I'm just waiting for you to catch up," Rory teased. She licked her lips in taunting temptation. "Just think of me as a feast, that you can devour, I'm here anytime.you get hungry."
**
"You're mine," Dean muttered to his green bean can, pretending it was Rory. "I won't let him have you."
"Are you okay?" Taylor asked Dean, looking concerned as he watched Rory's boyfriend, mumbling to green bean cans. "Why don't you run the till, a change of scenery." Taylor offered.
"No, she's mine," Dean growled at Taylor.
**
"Wasn't that a magical trip," Lorelai looked up at Luke.
"It was perfect," Rory's gaze wandered naughtily down Jess's jeans to his groin.
**
Dean pulled his pick-up out of the driveway, he headed down the I-5 out of town. He smiled manically out the window, and bid Rory's house adieu.
**
Rory reclined back on her bed, her mind was set on seduction. Jess's seduction. Her mind was consumed with ideas of how and when and what.. they would do.
Her door slammed open. "Bitch. You're going to die." Dean stood outlined in her doorframe, axe in hand.
"Dean I can explain," she put her hands up her in defense.
"You're nothing but a lying whore," Dean accused. His gaze pierced the room, taking in the disarray. "You've been entertaining him in your room, you always said I would be your first." He glared at her.
Rory backed up, hands up in defense. "We've grown apart, I don't think we should see each other anymore." She moved to her bedroom door, "Get out."
Dean raised his axe, his intent obvious. Rory's eyes bugged out in fear. She kicked out in defense, she grabbed the axe from Dean.
She raised the axe in an arc, impact was sudden, slicing through skin like a knife through butter. Blood spurted everywhere. Rory dropped the axe, she screamed and ran.
**
"Your daughter's nothing but a slut," Dean slurred at Lorelai. He pulled out his gun, and pointed it directly at her. "Time for you to die."
There was a struggle, a shot was fired. Someone fell to the ground.
Scurrying footsteps echoed away from the confrontation spot. In the crimson sunset, the person lying in a pool of blood blended right in.
**
"I will kill you, I swear to god, for what've you done, vengeance will be mine," two people vowed simultaneously.
**
Rory awoke upstairs in her mom's bedroom. "Was that a dream or reality?" she shook her head in confusion. Down the stairs, she crept, when she came around the corner, what she saw shocked her.
**
..."Oh Luke, don't stop," Lorelai moaned. She writhed from side to side. Her masterful diner man was devouring her breasts, and she loved him for it....
**
Confusing, I know. You don't know what's reality or a dream? The next chapter will clear "some" of that up. Look for the next chapter by Jan. 4! 10+ reviews wanted. Thanks to those who keep reviewing. Love y'all.