Disclaimer: If you think that I would have kicked Tristan off, then
proceeded to kick Jess off, and then to top it all off make Rory have sex
with Dean you're wrong! None of the above would have occurred if I owned
Gilmore Girls, duh!!!
A/N: Hallo dahlings! WOW!!!!!!!! ten reviews (last i counted) im shocked and impressed! u have no idea how much i thrive on the compliments of others! well to answer someone's question, this takes place before Dean and Rory have sex because I don't think it should have happened like that. I agree it would be interesting to see it happen the other way, hmmm new trory idea!!!!!!!!! if nobody takes it i'll use it for my next trory!!! I'm really love Tristan's character, it's complex, but not too hard to write like Jess! OMG Jess is like the hardest thing to write ever! Okay enough of my insane ramblings!
Rating: Bumped up to R now! (for sexual fantasies)
Chapter 2: I'm Wearing A Boy's Underwear
Rory cautiously stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a clean white towel. Her wet hair was dripping on her shoulders and running down her arms, causing goose bumps to appear. Cracking the door open, she looked around to make sure Tristan wasn't back, yet. Even though he seemed to have changed, he did have a pretty unforgettable reputation. Convinced that she was alone, she stepped off of the cold linoleum floor onto a soft plush carpet. She padded down the hall and into Tristan's room to find something to wear. He had told her to find whatever she needed.
Opening the top drawer of his chest of drawers, she saw that it was full of underwear and socks. Blushing furiously, she pulled out a pair of boxers and slipped them on under her towel. They were too big, but she knew they would have to do. As she was closing the drawer, her eye caught a box of condoms that was under the boxers she chose to wear. If it was possible, her face turned an even deeper shade of red. She quickly slammed it shut and opened the next drawer, hoping she wouldn't find it full of sex toys or something equally embarrassing.
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Tristan walked through a drug store gathering up certain items he thought Rory might need. He grabbed a toothbrush and a hairbrush, since all he had was combs for his hair. Some hair tie things in case she wanted to wear her hair up. Tristan thought about how good her hair looked up. He imagined her pulling her hair up and his lips on the curve of her collarbone sucking on... NO! Tristan shook the thoughts from his head and focused on the task at hand. He didn't think he could think more about Rory than he already did before, but he was dead wrong.
She invaded his soul. He fantasized what she would do if he ever really advanced on her. He wasn't letting her get away from him this time. Tristan would have his Mary and that was all there was to it. Tristan smirked as a plan started formulating in his head and paid for the items he had picked out for her.
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Rory had finished getting dressed by the time Tristan got back. She was sitting on the couch drinking coffee and reading a book. His breath caught in his throat when he saw how sexy she looked. Her hair was wet and messy, apparently didn't find a comb. His clothes were about five sizes too big for her and a pair of his pajama pants had been rolled up to her knees, so he could see her small feet with pink toenails clearly from where he was standing. Then the T-shirt she was wearing wasn't as loose as he had expected, she had searched until she found a smaller one to fit her frame; that wasn't what got his attention though, it was the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra.
Rory was so mesmerized by her book that she didn't even hear Tristan enter. She didn't even realize the fact that he was staring at her nipples poking through his shirt. Rory was going to wear her bra from the day before, but it smelled like alcohol since she had spilled some of her drink on her shirt. The prospect of wearing no bra seemed to be the better choice. She was so innocent that she didn't even realize what it would do to poor Tristan who was trying desperately to control himself.
"I see you found the coffee," Tristan managed to say once he had controlled himself somewhat.
Rory looked up startled, "Oh yeah. I can't live without the stuff! I've been addicted from the womb. My mom and I are addicts, even though Luke tries to deprive it from us, he knows it's lethal to take a Gilmore's coffee away."
Tristan just grinned as Rory rambled on about coffee. She stood up then and went into the kitchen and refilled her cup. He handed her the few items he bought for her and she took them, gratefully and headed into the bathroom, with her coffee! Once she returned, she poured herself another cup and Tristan's mouth dropped. Sure he drank a lot of coffee when he had a hangover, but she had already drank three cups in front of him, and chances are she had already had some.
"Mary, how many cups of coffee have you had?" he asked her with a smirk.
"Uh..." Rory said while calculating in her head. "I lost count after six. Why?"
"Six!" Tristan exclaimed. "I've watched you drink three since I've been here!"
"What can I say, I'm addicted!" she explained. "And if you try to take my coffee away I'll have to kill you. I need coffee to live!"
Tristan just shook his head and walked over to where she had been sitting and picked up the book. The Crucible was the book in question and he nodded as he set it back down. He remembered her sitting alone and reading during lunch at Chilton, apparently she still read a lot. Of course they were at Yale, and she had to get in on more than just her money. Rory heard a light ringing coming from Tristan's bedroom, and she realized it was her cell phone. She jumped up and retrieved it. Picking it up just in time to hear her mother's voice.
"Rory! How was the party last night?" Lorelai asked in excitement.
Rory grinned, "Well, I'm wearing a boy's underwear right now, so how do you think it went?"
Lorelai froze on the other end, unable to speak. Tristan's eyebrows shot up when he realized that meant she was wearing his boxers under his pants. He went hard as he thought about her only wearing his boxers. He tried to focus on what she was saying, but his mind kept thinking about his Mary naked or almost naked.
Tristan's hand caressed her breasts as she squirmed under him begging for the thing only he could give her. His thumb rolled over her nipples as they puckered and became hard nubs beneath his merciless hands. She moaned and arched into him as his mouth took one of her nipples and lightly sucked.
"Oh Tristan!" she moaned.
Tristan's head was snapped out of his sex fantasy by the sound of Rory's laughter.
"Don't worry, Mom," she said into the phone. "Tristan rescued me from a party, and I slept alone, so now I'm wearing his clothes until I go home. Okay... uh let me see."
Rory held out the phone, "She wants to talk to you."
"Hello Ms. Gilmore. Pleasure to speak to you." Tristan greeted politely.
Lorelai's stern voice replied, "Okay Bible Boy, first, if you call me Ms. Gilmore, I will harm you it's Lorelai. Second, you lay a hand on my daughter and I'll mess with parts of your anatomy that I'm sure you won't want me to mess with. Do we have an understanding?"
"Yes Ms. err Lorelai," Tristan answered.
"Good, now put my lovely daughter back on the phone."
Rory and Lorelai said their goodbyes and Rory hung up her cell phone. She glanced over to where Tristan's eyebrows were raised at her questioning. Rory just shrugged in response and continued to drink her coffee. Tristan just shook his head, and was about to speak when he heard his door jiggle open. Rory glanced up as a young woman carrying a laundry basket appeared.
"Hey blondy!" she said to Tristan.
Tristan smirked, "Hey brownie!"
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Rory felt like the stupidest woman alive at that point! A charming guy with the body of a Greek God had been friendly to her and she had assumed that he liked her! She was too busy berating herself to hear anymore of their banter. Anger hit her as she thought about Tristan with her, then her pulse rate slowed to almost a stop. Rory was jealous, but one can not be jealous if one does not have feelings for the other person. She almost groaned out loud. Of course the first guy she would get a crush on since Jess left would be dating someone.
"Oh! Nessa, this is Rory," Tristan introduced.
Rory held out her hand, "Hi, it's nice to meet you."
"Wait, Chilton Rory! Tristan you didn't tell me she was here! Oh how wonderful for you two to finally get together! Tristan had a crush on you the whole time you were at Chilton!" Nessa exclaimed.
Rory looked at her puzzled, "Us, together! Oh no! Wait, I thought you were dating Tristan? I mean the way you were acting and..."
Tristan moaned, "Oh shit! Sorry, let me reintroduce you two. Rory this is my sister, Nessa and Nessa this is my friend, Rory."
"Oh," the two girls said in unison, both clearly a little embarrassed for their assumptions.
Rory couldn't believe her relief when she heard the word sister come out of Tristan's mouth. The only thing that puzzled her was the fact that she was relieved. Her heart was screaming that she was falling for him, but her head refused to accept that. She tried to convince herself that she was just being dumb, but she knew that Tristan Dugrey had once again managed to get under her skin! And for once, she didn't mind.
"Oh yeah, I brought your laundry for you, Blondy. Thanks for watching Morgan for me last week, it was a lifesaver!" she told her brother.
Tristan grinned and took the basket, "I told you you didn't have to do my laundry, I'd be willing to take my niece any time! She's a cool little three-year-old."
Rory laughed at the prospect of Tristan with a toddler, but quickly covered her mouth.
"And what's so funny, Mary? You don't think I can handle a three year old, well I've done a pretty good job handling you haven't I?" Tristan smirked.
Rory blushed at his innuendo and replied, "Well, it's just the thought of you and a little girl is kind of far-fetched from my memories of you in high school. Then again, you have changed a lot so maybe I should give you a little credit."
"A little credit! Mary, you wound me."
Nessa surveyed the two bantering back and forth and knew they were perfect for each other. She was five years older than Tristan, but clearly remembered phone conversations where he would talk about 'Mary.' Although he never said it, she could tell he really liked her. Now, she knew the feeling was mutual, though she expected Rory was trying to either hide or suppress it.
"Well, I've got to get back home. Dan should be back in a little while," Nessa told the two.
"Okay, sis. Thanks, but you didn't have to."
"I know, but I wanted to."
"It was nice to meet you." Rory told Nessa shaking her hand again.
"You, too. I'll see you around."
After Nessa closed the apartment door, there was an awkward stillness in the air. Rory couldn't put her finger on what it was, but something was off now. Her mind was torn in half by the choice of either getting back to her book, or dealing with her ever-present feelings about Tristan. Sighing, she chose the latter and started to examine why she felt so envious of another girl.
Tristan couldn't believe the tension in the room. All he could do was leave and go into the kitchen to get a glass of water. He wanted to attack Rory's mouth and have her give him her 'Mary status.' She was so cute in his clothes, and he wanted desperately to see what was underneath them. Tristan's pants started to feel a little constricting as his arousal pushed the boundaries of his clothes. He swore silently and tried to adjust himself so it wouldn't show.
"Hey, so your sister seems nice," Rory told him.
Tristan turned suddenly, "Uh, yeah she's great."
So, um... the coffee helped my hangover; my head isn't pounding nearly as hard."
"That's good."
Rory sighed, "Okay, do you have any movies?"
"Yeah. They're in that drawer over there."
Rory started pilfering through and finally pulled out Ferris Beuller's Day Off. This was one of her all time favorite movies and she put it into the DVD player. Tristan joined her and listened to her babble on about how wonderful the movie was and how he had good taste, although some of them in his collection were not good at all. His mind continued to wander back to his earlier impure thoughts knowing that Rory was sitting right beside him.
As Rory trembled beneath Tristan, he pulled away to admire her naked form. Her skin was hot to the touch and glistened in the light. She moaned at the loss of contact and begged for him to be inside of her with incomprehensive words. He finally obliged as he met her hungry mouth and filled it with his tongue. They slid and moved in an erotic dance as Tristan situated her legs around his waist.
She screamed in relief and pleasure as he entered her. Tristan set their pace and continued thrusting in and out of her until she started to shake with the first signs of an orgasm. He sped up the pace and she screamed his name in ecstasy as she came.
Tristan shook his head and realized his Mary was engrossed in the movie. He slid his hand and cupped her cheek and watched as her head turned to look at him. Rory's eyes searched his for some sort of explanation, but before she could say a word his lips came crashing down on hers. Tristan was demanding as he put his tongue in her mouth. Rory knew she had no choice but to return his kiss. Secretly, she knew she was just waiting for an excuse to kiss him with just as much passion. Her thoughts then flew out of her head and she focused on his lips and tongue and what they were slowly doing to her.
A/N: Sorry it took a couple of days to update, but it was a holiday weekend! My big brother took me to see Shrek 2 today and it is sooooooo funny!!! If you haven't gone to see it I suggest you to, but the weird thing is nobody understood the E.T. reference, come on E.T. is wicked awesome!!! Anyways please review and tell me if you like this chapter!
A/N: Hallo dahlings! WOW!!!!!!!! ten reviews (last i counted) im shocked and impressed! u have no idea how much i thrive on the compliments of others! well to answer someone's question, this takes place before Dean and Rory have sex because I don't think it should have happened like that. I agree it would be interesting to see it happen the other way, hmmm new trory idea!!!!!!!!! if nobody takes it i'll use it for my next trory!!! I'm really love Tristan's character, it's complex, but not too hard to write like Jess! OMG Jess is like the hardest thing to write ever! Okay enough of my insane ramblings!
Rating: Bumped up to R now! (for sexual fantasies)
Chapter 2: I'm Wearing A Boy's Underwear
Rory cautiously stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a clean white towel. Her wet hair was dripping on her shoulders and running down her arms, causing goose bumps to appear. Cracking the door open, she looked around to make sure Tristan wasn't back, yet. Even though he seemed to have changed, he did have a pretty unforgettable reputation. Convinced that she was alone, she stepped off of the cold linoleum floor onto a soft plush carpet. She padded down the hall and into Tristan's room to find something to wear. He had told her to find whatever she needed.
Opening the top drawer of his chest of drawers, she saw that it was full of underwear and socks. Blushing furiously, she pulled out a pair of boxers and slipped them on under her towel. They were too big, but she knew they would have to do. As she was closing the drawer, her eye caught a box of condoms that was under the boxers she chose to wear. If it was possible, her face turned an even deeper shade of red. She quickly slammed it shut and opened the next drawer, hoping she wouldn't find it full of sex toys or something equally embarrassing.
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Tristan walked through a drug store gathering up certain items he thought Rory might need. He grabbed a toothbrush and a hairbrush, since all he had was combs for his hair. Some hair tie things in case she wanted to wear her hair up. Tristan thought about how good her hair looked up. He imagined her pulling her hair up and his lips on the curve of her collarbone sucking on... NO! Tristan shook the thoughts from his head and focused on the task at hand. He didn't think he could think more about Rory than he already did before, but he was dead wrong.
She invaded his soul. He fantasized what she would do if he ever really advanced on her. He wasn't letting her get away from him this time. Tristan would have his Mary and that was all there was to it. Tristan smirked as a plan started formulating in his head and paid for the items he had picked out for her.
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Rory had finished getting dressed by the time Tristan got back. She was sitting on the couch drinking coffee and reading a book. His breath caught in his throat when he saw how sexy she looked. Her hair was wet and messy, apparently didn't find a comb. His clothes were about five sizes too big for her and a pair of his pajama pants had been rolled up to her knees, so he could see her small feet with pink toenails clearly from where he was standing. Then the T-shirt she was wearing wasn't as loose as he had expected, she had searched until she found a smaller one to fit her frame; that wasn't what got his attention though, it was the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra.
Rory was so mesmerized by her book that she didn't even hear Tristan enter. She didn't even realize the fact that he was staring at her nipples poking through his shirt. Rory was going to wear her bra from the day before, but it smelled like alcohol since she had spilled some of her drink on her shirt. The prospect of wearing no bra seemed to be the better choice. She was so innocent that she didn't even realize what it would do to poor Tristan who was trying desperately to control himself.
"I see you found the coffee," Tristan managed to say once he had controlled himself somewhat.
Rory looked up startled, "Oh yeah. I can't live without the stuff! I've been addicted from the womb. My mom and I are addicts, even though Luke tries to deprive it from us, he knows it's lethal to take a Gilmore's coffee away."
Tristan just grinned as Rory rambled on about coffee. She stood up then and went into the kitchen and refilled her cup. He handed her the few items he bought for her and she took them, gratefully and headed into the bathroom, with her coffee! Once she returned, she poured herself another cup and Tristan's mouth dropped. Sure he drank a lot of coffee when he had a hangover, but she had already drank three cups in front of him, and chances are she had already had some.
"Mary, how many cups of coffee have you had?" he asked her with a smirk.
"Uh..." Rory said while calculating in her head. "I lost count after six. Why?"
"Six!" Tristan exclaimed. "I've watched you drink three since I've been here!"
"What can I say, I'm addicted!" she explained. "And if you try to take my coffee away I'll have to kill you. I need coffee to live!"
Tristan just shook his head and walked over to where she had been sitting and picked up the book. The Crucible was the book in question and he nodded as he set it back down. He remembered her sitting alone and reading during lunch at Chilton, apparently she still read a lot. Of course they were at Yale, and she had to get in on more than just her money. Rory heard a light ringing coming from Tristan's bedroom, and she realized it was her cell phone. She jumped up and retrieved it. Picking it up just in time to hear her mother's voice.
"Rory! How was the party last night?" Lorelai asked in excitement.
Rory grinned, "Well, I'm wearing a boy's underwear right now, so how do you think it went?"
Lorelai froze on the other end, unable to speak. Tristan's eyebrows shot up when he realized that meant she was wearing his boxers under his pants. He went hard as he thought about her only wearing his boxers. He tried to focus on what she was saying, but his mind kept thinking about his Mary naked or almost naked.
Tristan's hand caressed her breasts as she squirmed under him begging for the thing only he could give her. His thumb rolled over her nipples as they puckered and became hard nubs beneath his merciless hands. She moaned and arched into him as his mouth took one of her nipples and lightly sucked.
"Oh Tristan!" she moaned.
Tristan's head was snapped out of his sex fantasy by the sound of Rory's laughter.
"Don't worry, Mom," she said into the phone. "Tristan rescued me from a party, and I slept alone, so now I'm wearing his clothes until I go home. Okay... uh let me see."
Rory held out the phone, "She wants to talk to you."
"Hello Ms. Gilmore. Pleasure to speak to you." Tristan greeted politely.
Lorelai's stern voice replied, "Okay Bible Boy, first, if you call me Ms. Gilmore, I will harm you it's Lorelai. Second, you lay a hand on my daughter and I'll mess with parts of your anatomy that I'm sure you won't want me to mess with. Do we have an understanding?"
"Yes Ms. err Lorelai," Tristan answered.
"Good, now put my lovely daughter back on the phone."
Rory and Lorelai said their goodbyes and Rory hung up her cell phone. She glanced over to where Tristan's eyebrows were raised at her questioning. Rory just shrugged in response and continued to drink her coffee. Tristan just shook his head, and was about to speak when he heard his door jiggle open. Rory glanced up as a young woman carrying a laundry basket appeared.
"Hey blondy!" she said to Tristan.
Tristan smirked, "Hey brownie!"
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Rory felt like the stupidest woman alive at that point! A charming guy with the body of a Greek God had been friendly to her and she had assumed that he liked her! She was too busy berating herself to hear anymore of their banter. Anger hit her as she thought about Tristan with her, then her pulse rate slowed to almost a stop. Rory was jealous, but one can not be jealous if one does not have feelings for the other person. She almost groaned out loud. Of course the first guy she would get a crush on since Jess left would be dating someone.
"Oh! Nessa, this is Rory," Tristan introduced.
Rory held out her hand, "Hi, it's nice to meet you."
"Wait, Chilton Rory! Tristan you didn't tell me she was here! Oh how wonderful for you two to finally get together! Tristan had a crush on you the whole time you were at Chilton!" Nessa exclaimed.
Rory looked at her puzzled, "Us, together! Oh no! Wait, I thought you were dating Tristan? I mean the way you were acting and..."
Tristan moaned, "Oh shit! Sorry, let me reintroduce you two. Rory this is my sister, Nessa and Nessa this is my friend, Rory."
"Oh," the two girls said in unison, both clearly a little embarrassed for their assumptions.
Rory couldn't believe her relief when she heard the word sister come out of Tristan's mouth. The only thing that puzzled her was the fact that she was relieved. Her heart was screaming that she was falling for him, but her head refused to accept that. She tried to convince herself that she was just being dumb, but she knew that Tristan Dugrey had once again managed to get under her skin! And for once, she didn't mind.
"Oh yeah, I brought your laundry for you, Blondy. Thanks for watching Morgan for me last week, it was a lifesaver!" she told her brother.
Tristan grinned and took the basket, "I told you you didn't have to do my laundry, I'd be willing to take my niece any time! She's a cool little three-year-old."
Rory laughed at the prospect of Tristan with a toddler, but quickly covered her mouth.
"And what's so funny, Mary? You don't think I can handle a three year old, well I've done a pretty good job handling you haven't I?" Tristan smirked.
Rory blushed at his innuendo and replied, "Well, it's just the thought of you and a little girl is kind of far-fetched from my memories of you in high school. Then again, you have changed a lot so maybe I should give you a little credit."
"A little credit! Mary, you wound me."
Nessa surveyed the two bantering back and forth and knew they were perfect for each other. She was five years older than Tristan, but clearly remembered phone conversations where he would talk about 'Mary.' Although he never said it, she could tell he really liked her. Now, she knew the feeling was mutual, though she expected Rory was trying to either hide or suppress it.
"Well, I've got to get back home. Dan should be back in a little while," Nessa told the two.
"Okay, sis. Thanks, but you didn't have to."
"I know, but I wanted to."
"It was nice to meet you." Rory told Nessa shaking her hand again.
"You, too. I'll see you around."
After Nessa closed the apartment door, there was an awkward stillness in the air. Rory couldn't put her finger on what it was, but something was off now. Her mind was torn in half by the choice of either getting back to her book, or dealing with her ever-present feelings about Tristan. Sighing, she chose the latter and started to examine why she felt so envious of another girl.
Tristan couldn't believe the tension in the room. All he could do was leave and go into the kitchen to get a glass of water. He wanted to attack Rory's mouth and have her give him her 'Mary status.' She was so cute in his clothes, and he wanted desperately to see what was underneath them. Tristan's pants started to feel a little constricting as his arousal pushed the boundaries of his clothes. He swore silently and tried to adjust himself so it wouldn't show.
"Hey, so your sister seems nice," Rory told him.
Tristan turned suddenly, "Uh, yeah she's great."
So, um... the coffee helped my hangover; my head isn't pounding nearly as hard."
"That's good."
Rory sighed, "Okay, do you have any movies?"
"Yeah. They're in that drawer over there."
Rory started pilfering through and finally pulled out Ferris Beuller's Day Off. This was one of her all time favorite movies and she put it into the DVD player. Tristan joined her and listened to her babble on about how wonderful the movie was and how he had good taste, although some of them in his collection were not good at all. His mind continued to wander back to his earlier impure thoughts knowing that Rory was sitting right beside him.
As Rory trembled beneath Tristan, he pulled away to admire her naked form. Her skin was hot to the touch and glistened in the light. She moaned at the loss of contact and begged for him to be inside of her with incomprehensive words. He finally obliged as he met her hungry mouth and filled it with his tongue. They slid and moved in an erotic dance as Tristan situated her legs around his waist.
She screamed in relief and pleasure as he entered her. Tristan set their pace and continued thrusting in and out of her until she started to shake with the first signs of an orgasm. He sped up the pace and she screamed his name in ecstasy as she came.
Tristan shook his head and realized his Mary was engrossed in the movie. He slid his hand and cupped her cheek and watched as her head turned to look at him. Rory's eyes searched his for some sort of explanation, but before she could say a word his lips came crashing down on hers. Tristan was demanding as he put his tongue in her mouth. Rory knew she had no choice but to return his kiss. Secretly, she knew she was just waiting for an excuse to kiss him with just as much passion. Her thoughts then flew out of her head and she focused on his lips and tongue and what they were slowly doing to her.
A/N: Sorry it took a couple of days to update, but it was a holiday weekend! My big brother took me to see Shrek 2 today and it is sooooooo funny!!! If you haven't gone to see it I suggest you to, but the weird thing is nobody understood the E.T. reference, come on E.T. is wicked awesome!!! Anyways please review and tell me if you like this chapter!