Disclaimer: It is my life goal to own Gilmore Girls, but alas it shall
never come to be. :(
A/N: I'm sooo sorry it took me so long to update. Saturday and Sunday I helped my sister move into her new apartment. Today, I cleaned two bathrooms. (I mean I scrubbed toilets, bathtubs, floors, sinks, and mirrors...EVERYTHING) then I swept and mopped her kitchen for her cuz I'm a wonderful sister lol. I had NO time to write and now I'm exhausted, my back is KILLING ME (hence the title), and I have a headache from all the cleaning fumes. I'm really sorry it took so long. Here's the next chapter!
Chapter 6: Oy! My Back!
Tristan tried to move from the awkward position he was in, but found it difficult because his girlfriend was laying on top of him. Usually, he wouldn't mind, but the shooting pain in his back was making the experience less than enjoyable. He tried to shift to get more comfortable, but Rory was on dead weight and he didn't want to wake her up. Eventually, Tristan gave up and gently shook Rory.
"Hon, wake up."
"Mushalleighabe," she mumbled incoherently.
"Mary, my back is killing me!" Tristan whined.
Finally, she rolled off him. As he laid flat on his back, Tristan heard a loud crack. He sighed in relief as the pain subsided and left just a small twinge. Rory had somehow fallen back asleep and was now breathing softly. Tristan could hardly believe Rory was his girlfriend. He loved her with every fiber of his being, but she didn't know that. Not being able to tell her, though, almost killed him inside. He wanted to shout it to the world, but for now it had to remain a secret.
Lorelai finally stirred from her slumber and saw Rory asleep next to Tristan. She smiled at how comfortable they looked together. Her arm was draped over his chest and he was holding her hand. It was then that she noticed he was awake and tracing small circles onto her palm with his thumb.
"Hey, Bible Boy. Are you hungry?" Lorelai asked him.
"I'm starving, but Rory's not awake yet."
"Hm... I can fix that. You shower and get ready, and I'll wake her up. Wait, strike that, reverse it."
Tristan groaned at her Willy Wonka reference, "Funny."
"I know. Well, I'm going to shower and you can wake Sleeping Beauty up." Lorelai said as she climbed the stairs.
Tristan was happy this was his job; he wanted to wake Rory up every morning. Slowly, he rolled her over, so she was laying face up and he placed feather light kisses all over her face. All the while, he kept whispering sweet things in her ear. She opened her eyes and stretched like a cat. Tristan grinned at her and placed a tender kiss on her lips. He tried to pull away, but she moaned in protest.
"Feeling a little feisty this morning, Mary?"
Before she could respond, he already had his lips on hers. She invited him into her mouth and loved the feeling of him exploring the depths of it. Rory ran her tongue along his and felt like this wasn't enough anymore. She wanted him in every way she could have him. Even though they had just gotten together, she had known him for years. Rory knew she had always liked him; in high school she tried to convince herself she hated him, but secretly he intrigued her. Hearing Lorelai race down the stairs he reluctantly pulled away.
"Okay, the inn just called and there is an emergency. I left some money on the table for Luke's. Uh, don't do anything I wouldn't do. Have fun!" she said as she ran out the door.
After Lorelai left, they continued where they had been before they were interrupted. When air became a necessity, they broke apart. Tristan looked into Rory's eyes and saw something surprising. Lust. His Mary wanted him, and that made him go hard instantly. He captured her lips in another mind- boggling kiss, and she had to struggle to be able to think straight. She gave over to the passion, though and just got caught up in the moment. Slowly, Tristan stood up and pulled Rory with him. They were still locked together and they stumbled backwards towards Rory's bedroom.
Falling back onto her bed, all Rory could think about was that they were both wearing far too many clothes for this. She was dying to feel his hot smooth skin on hers and she was getting frustrated. Pushing him away from her, she gasped for air and he looked at her with confusion at first; the second she threw her shirt over her head and onto the floor his confusion turned to one of shock. Before he had a chance to react she lunged towards him again.
Tristan liked this new side of Rory. Faintly, he remembered her mother was upstairs, but that thought soon left him as he felt Rory's hands slide up his stomach. She lifted his shirt over his head, and Tristan decided it was time for him to take things into his own hands. He guided her back onto her bed and unclasped her bra. Rory instantly froze when she felt her bra being taken off of her. The rational part of her brain was screaming no one has ever seen your breasts before, but her body soon took over and she allowed him to remove the garment.
Tristan gaped at the sight before him. His Mary was shuddering with desire beneath him and she wasn't wearing a bra. Her breasts were full and a creamy white color that he couldn't help but want to taste. Her nipples were rosy colored and rose and fell with her deep breaths. He knew she had probably never been this far with anyone before and he felt privileged to be the one she shared this experience with.
Kissing her lips he slowly made a trail all the way down to the valley between her breasts. He ran his tongue in a circle around her entire left breast and heard a satisfactory moan emerge from Rory. Skillfully, he licked smaller and smaller circles until the only part of her left untouched was her nipple. She wiggled underneath him and he loved the effect he was having on her. Groaning as he stopped, Rory felt like she was going to die. Her nipple was aching to be touched and she could barely stand it. Finally, to her relief he took it into his mouth and felt it harden in his mouth.
"Oh Tristan!" she mumbled.
He started to move his tongue over her nipple roughly, and strangely, she enjoyed it! Just when she thought the feeling couldn't get any better, she felt him suck. She almost screamed out loud it felt so wonderful! The stirring in her lower abdomen steadily increased as Tristan continued. She felt the urge to have pressure against her most intimate area. Her body had a mind of its own; before she could stop herself, she wrapped her legs around Tristan's waist and rubbed against him as hard as she could.
Tristan's eyes widened in shock as he felt what his Mary was doing. She was trying to hurry the process, and the pressure inside his pants increased as he felt the friction she was creating. He really didn't want Rory's first orgasm to be like this, so he stopped her.
"Mary, wait. It shouldn't be like this," he told her, while trying to pull away from her.
"No Tristan, please!" she cried out in pure agony of the torture he put her body through.
He kissed her protest away and pulled her pants down and she kicked them off. Gently, he urged her shaking legs apart and rubbed the material of her cotton panties. They were soaked through. She moaned loudly as he rubbed her and bucked against his hand to regain some friction. Before he had stopped, she had been getting close to the edge, but not quite there. Now she felt herself begin to involuntarily shudder as his hand worked its magic.
Tristan slid the waistband of the barrier down over her hips and let them pool at her feet. she flung them onto the floor and stared as Tristan placed his finger over her clit. He barely grazed it and she let out a jovial scream. He smirked at her and started to massage it in a rhythm. She thought she had died when he inserted a finger inside of her and began to move it. He guided her to move her hips in the pace he had set for her. Tristan knew she was about to lose control and he sped up the pace. It still wasn't quite enough so he put a second finger inside of her. That did it and Rory screamed Tristan's name out as waves of pleasure washed over every inch of her. Her breathing slowly became more regular and she opened her eyes to find Tristan laying beside her and caressing her face. Rory softly kissed him and then wrapped her arms around him in gratitude. She had just had the most wonderful experience of her entire life and it was due to him.
"Are you okay?" he asked her quietly.
"Okay? You do that and then ask me if I'm okay! I'm marvelous, grand, stupendous, terrific..." she rambled.
"All right, then are you ready to go for breakfast?"
"Yes, I'm starved! I just need a shower first."
"Okay, mind if I join you?" he asked suggestively.
"If you join me we'll never have breakfast!" Rory teased.
"Fine,"Tristan sulked.
Rory quickly took a shower, and Tristan got in right after she did. While he showered she put her makeup on and fixed her hair. Every time she glanced at her bed her cheeks flushed; Rory hoped it wouldn't last. She tried telling herself that it's a perfectly natural part of life, but that didn't help her to stop blushing. Frustrated, she left her room and finished getting ready in the living room.
Tristan could not believe what had just happened. His Mary let him finger her; not let, more like begged! He was taking an ice cold shower, and it still wasn't calming him down. He started thinking about other things, and eventually he "calmed down." He quickly put some gel in his hair and spiked it up some. By the time he reached the bottom of the stairs, Rory was putting her makeup away.
"Are you ready?" she asked him.
"Yeah, let's go."
"What about the money my mom left?"
"Breakfast is on me, Mary."
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Luke was in the middle of ringing up a customer when he saw Rory and the same guy from the day before walk into the diner. The guy held the door open for her, and she grabbed his hand as they walked in. The day before, Luke hadn't seen their kiss because he was busy in the diner. It was obvious they were dating though by the way they were flirting with each other.
"Hi Rory."
"Hey Luke. Oh this is my boyfriend, Tristan."
"Well we met yesterday, but not officially," Luke explained.
"Yeah, well it's nice to meet you officially, "Tristan laughed and stuck out his hand.
"Are you ready to order?"
"I am, Tristan?"
"Yeah, you go first."
"Okay, I'll have a stack of chocolate chip pancakes, bacon and a danish. Oh yeah lots of coffee."
"No coffee. I refuse to be responsible for your early grave!"
Tristan's mouth almost dropped when he saw Luke actually trying to deprive Rory of coffee! He knew that was one thing you did not do! He laughed as Rory pleaded and begged for her favorite thing. Oh how he loved her.
"Fine, here's your poison," Luke grumbled.
"Mm. That's the best poison I've ever tasted. What do you put in this to make it so good?"
"If I told you that, you'd make it all the time, and I'd never be able to cut you off."
"Okay, fine."
Tristan ordered scrambled eggs and then waited with Rory for their meals. They talked about Yale and their classes and what they should do next weekend. Tristan came up with a plan for the next weekend he was sure she would enjoy.
"I know what we're doing on Saturday! It's my surprise for you," he informed her.
"Aw, but I hate surprises," she whined. "Can't you just tell me?"
"Nope, you're going to love this surprise!"
"Okay, but I'm still going to pester you to tell me."
"You can but I'm not saying a word!" he said as their food arrived.
A/N: Yay! I finished that chapter, I'm so proud of myself! Tomorrow (Tuesday) I'm having my wisdom teeth out (ouch... all four are impacted!!!) I won't be able to write chapters for a couple of days since I will be doped up. I'm going to try and write Chapter 7 today, but I don't know if I'll be able to finish it. Please Review!
A/N: I'm sooo sorry it took me so long to update. Saturday and Sunday I helped my sister move into her new apartment. Today, I cleaned two bathrooms. (I mean I scrubbed toilets, bathtubs, floors, sinks, and mirrors...EVERYTHING) then I swept and mopped her kitchen for her cuz I'm a wonderful sister lol. I had NO time to write and now I'm exhausted, my back is KILLING ME (hence the title), and I have a headache from all the cleaning fumes. I'm really sorry it took so long. Here's the next chapter!
Chapter 6: Oy! My Back!
Tristan tried to move from the awkward position he was in, but found it difficult because his girlfriend was laying on top of him. Usually, he wouldn't mind, but the shooting pain in his back was making the experience less than enjoyable. He tried to shift to get more comfortable, but Rory was on dead weight and he didn't want to wake her up. Eventually, Tristan gave up and gently shook Rory.
"Hon, wake up."
"Mushalleighabe," she mumbled incoherently.
"Mary, my back is killing me!" Tristan whined.
Finally, she rolled off him. As he laid flat on his back, Tristan heard a loud crack. He sighed in relief as the pain subsided and left just a small twinge. Rory had somehow fallen back asleep and was now breathing softly. Tristan could hardly believe Rory was his girlfriend. He loved her with every fiber of his being, but she didn't know that. Not being able to tell her, though, almost killed him inside. He wanted to shout it to the world, but for now it had to remain a secret.
Lorelai finally stirred from her slumber and saw Rory asleep next to Tristan. She smiled at how comfortable they looked together. Her arm was draped over his chest and he was holding her hand. It was then that she noticed he was awake and tracing small circles onto her palm with his thumb.
"Hey, Bible Boy. Are you hungry?" Lorelai asked him.
"I'm starving, but Rory's not awake yet."
"Hm... I can fix that. You shower and get ready, and I'll wake her up. Wait, strike that, reverse it."
Tristan groaned at her Willy Wonka reference, "Funny."
"I know. Well, I'm going to shower and you can wake Sleeping Beauty up." Lorelai said as she climbed the stairs.
Tristan was happy this was his job; he wanted to wake Rory up every morning. Slowly, he rolled her over, so she was laying face up and he placed feather light kisses all over her face. All the while, he kept whispering sweet things in her ear. She opened her eyes and stretched like a cat. Tristan grinned at her and placed a tender kiss on her lips. He tried to pull away, but she moaned in protest.
"Feeling a little feisty this morning, Mary?"
Before she could respond, he already had his lips on hers. She invited him into her mouth and loved the feeling of him exploring the depths of it. Rory ran her tongue along his and felt like this wasn't enough anymore. She wanted him in every way she could have him. Even though they had just gotten together, she had known him for years. Rory knew she had always liked him; in high school she tried to convince herself she hated him, but secretly he intrigued her. Hearing Lorelai race down the stairs he reluctantly pulled away.
"Okay, the inn just called and there is an emergency. I left some money on the table for Luke's. Uh, don't do anything I wouldn't do. Have fun!" she said as she ran out the door.
After Lorelai left, they continued where they had been before they were interrupted. When air became a necessity, they broke apart. Tristan looked into Rory's eyes and saw something surprising. Lust. His Mary wanted him, and that made him go hard instantly. He captured her lips in another mind- boggling kiss, and she had to struggle to be able to think straight. She gave over to the passion, though and just got caught up in the moment. Slowly, Tristan stood up and pulled Rory with him. They were still locked together and they stumbled backwards towards Rory's bedroom.
Falling back onto her bed, all Rory could think about was that they were both wearing far too many clothes for this. She was dying to feel his hot smooth skin on hers and she was getting frustrated. Pushing him away from her, she gasped for air and he looked at her with confusion at first; the second she threw her shirt over her head and onto the floor his confusion turned to one of shock. Before he had a chance to react she lunged towards him again.
Tristan liked this new side of Rory. Faintly, he remembered her mother was upstairs, but that thought soon left him as he felt Rory's hands slide up his stomach. She lifted his shirt over his head, and Tristan decided it was time for him to take things into his own hands. He guided her back onto her bed and unclasped her bra. Rory instantly froze when she felt her bra being taken off of her. The rational part of her brain was screaming no one has ever seen your breasts before, but her body soon took over and she allowed him to remove the garment.
Tristan gaped at the sight before him. His Mary was shuddering with desire beneath him and she wasn't wearing a bra. Her breasts were full and a creamy white color that he couldn't help but want to taste. Her nipples were rosy colored and rose and fell with her deep breaths. He knew she had probably never been this far with anyone before and he felt privileged to be the one she shared this experience with.
Kissing her lips he slowly made a trail all the way down to the valley between her breasts. He ran his tongue in a circle around her entire left breast and heard a satisfactory moan emerge from Rory. Skillfully, he licked smaller and smaller circles until the only part of her left untouched was her nipple. She wiggled underneath him and he loved the effect he was having on her. Groaning as he stopped, Rory felt like she was going to die. Her nipple was aching to be touched and she could barely stand it. Finally, to her relief he took it into his mouth and felt it harden in his mouth.
"Oh Tristan!" she mumbled.
He started to move his tongue over her nipple roughly, and strangely, she enjoyed it! Just when she thought the feeling couldn't get any better, she felt him suck. She almost screamed out loud it felt so wonderful! The stirring in her lower abdomen steadily increased as Tristan continued. She felt the urge to have pressure against her most intimate area. Her body had a mind of its own; before she could stop herself, she wrapped her legs around Tristan's waist and rubbed against him as hard as she could.
Tristan's eyes widened in shock as he felt what his Mary was doing. She was trying to hurry the process, and the pressure inside his pants increased as he felt the friction she was creating. He really didn't want Rory's first orgasm to be like this, so he stopped her.
"Mary, wait. It shouldn't be like this," he told her, while trying to pull away from her.
"No Tristan, please!" she cried out in pure agony of the torture he put her body through.
He kissed her protest away and pulled her pants down and she kicked them off. Gently, he urged her shaking legs apart and rubbed the material of her cotton panties. They were soaked through. She moaned loudly as he rubbed her and bucked against his hand to regain some friction. Before he had stopped, she had been getting close to the edge, but not quite there. Now she felt herself begin to involuntarily shudder as his hand worked its magic.
Tristan slid the waistband of the barrier down over her hips and let them pool at her feet. she flung them onto the floor and stared as Tristan placed his finger over her clit. He barely grazed it and she let out a jovial scream. He smirked at her and started to massage it in a rhythm. She thought she had died when he inserted a finger inside of her and began to move it. He guided her to move her hips in the pace he had set for her. Tristan knew she was about to lose control and he sped up the pace. It still wasn't quite enough so he put a second finger inside of her. That did it and Rory screamed Tristan's name out as waves of pleasure washed over every inch of her. Her breathing slowly became more regular and she opened her eyes to find Tristan laying beside her and caressing her face. Rory softly kissed him and then wrapped her arms around him in gratitude. She had just had the most wonderful experience of her entire life and it was due to him.
"Are you okay?" he asked her quietly.
"Okay? You do that and then ask me if I'm okay! I'm marvelous, grand, stupendous, terrific..." she rambled.
"All right, then are you ready to go for breakfast?"
"Yes, I'm starved! I just need a shower first."
"Okay, mind if I join you?" he asked suggestively.
"If you join me we'll never have breakfast!" Rory teased.
"Fine,"Tristan sulked.
Rory quickly took a shower, and Tristan got in right after she did. While he showered she put her makeup on and fixed her hair. Every time she glanced at her bed her cheeks flushed; Rory hoped it wouldn't last. She tried telling herself that it's a perfectly natural part of life, but that didn't help her to stop blushing. Frustrated, she left her room and finished getting ready in the living room.
Tristan could not believe what had just happened. His Mary let him finger her; not let, more like begged! He was taking an ice cold shower, and it still wasn't calming him down. He started thinking about other things, and eventually he "calmed down." He quickly put some gel in his hair and spiked it up some. By the time he reached the bottom of the stairs, Rory was putting her makeup away.
"Are you ready?" she asked him.
"Yeah, let's go."
"What about the money my mom left?"
"Breakfast is on me, Mary."
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Luke was in the middle of ringing up a customer when he saw Rory and the same guy from the day before walk into the diner. The guy held the door open for her, and she grabbed his hand as they walked in. The day before, Luke hadn't seen their kiss because he was busy in the diner. It was obvious they were dating though by the way they were flirting with each other.
"Hi Rory."
"Hey Luke. Oh this is my boyfriend, Tristan."
"Well we met yesterday, but not officially," Luke explained.
"Yeah, well it's nice to meet you officially, "Tristan laughed and stuck out his hand.
"Are you ready to order?"
"I am, Tristan?"
"Yeah, you go first."
"Okay, I'll have a stack of chocolate chip pancakes, bacon and a danish. Oh yeah lots of coffee."
"No coffee. I refuse to be responsible for your early grave!"
Tristan's mouth almost dropped when he saw Luke actually trying to deprive Rory of coffee! He knew that was one thing you did not do! He laughed as Rory pleaded and begged for her favorite thing. Oh how he loved her.
"Fine, here's your poison," Luke grumbled.
"Mm. That's the best poison I've ever tasted. What do you put in this to make it so good?"
"If I told you that, you'd make it all the time, and I'd never be able to cut you off."
"Okay, fine."
Tristan ordered scrambled eggs and then waited with Rory for their meals. They talked about Yale and their classes and what they should do next weekend. Tristan came up with a plan for the next weekend he was sure she would enjoy.
"I know what we're doing on Saturday! It's my surprise for you," he informed her.
"Aw, but I hate surprises," she whined. "Can't you just tell me?"
"Nope, you're going to love this surprise!"
"Okay, but I'm still going to pester you to tell me."
"You can but I'm not saying a word!" he said as their food arrived.
A/N: Yay! I finished that chapter, I'm so proud of myself! Tomorrow (Tuesday) I'm having my wisdom teeth out (ouch... all four are impacted!!!) I won't be able to write chapters for a couple of days since I will be doped up. I'm going to try and write Chapter 7 today, but I don't know if I'll be able to finish it. Please Review!