Disclaimer: Gilmore Girls isn't mine, not mine, not mine. Hey! I'll sell that song and then make enough money to buy GG!!! Or not. Whatever.
A/N: Hallo my lovely reviewers how I love thee!!!!!! You are soooo wonderful and amazing and I squealed and did a little happy dance when I saw I had 100 reviews!!! Hehe I feel sooo gr8 and it's all because of you!!! Well, keep them up because this is the chapter u've all been begging me for!!!!!!!! YAY!!!!!!!! Enjoy! Oh and I just reloaded this chappy cuz i forgot to make certain parts italicized! everything else is the same, though!
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Rating: NC-17!!! You have been warned, and if this offends u, then DON'T READ IT!!!!!!!!
Chapter 13: Pink
Tristan was on the phone all morning making sure that everything was perfect for that night. Rory had no idea what was going on, and he wanted to keep it that way. While she was in class all day, he was running around New Haven like the Mad Hatter trying to get everything finished in time for their date. He was more excited than he had ever been in his entire life. Sure he had slept with lots of women, but none of them meant that much to him. Rory did. Tristan wanted her first time to be memorable and special.
So far, he had the hotel room reserved and all he had to do was make the setting more romantic. His list of things to do was growing by the minute and his time was running out. Luckily, he had the Dugrey charm and was able to get what he wanted quicker than a lot of people. After racing around town, he sat in his car with his checklist and looked over everything. He wasn't one to make lists, but Rory had begun to rub off on him. Tristan hated to admit it, but they were quite handy. He laughed as he recalled a specific memory about lists.
"What are you doing?" Tristan asked Rory while watching her fill a piece of paper with words.
"Oh, just making a list of things to pack before I go to Stars Hollow."
Tristan smirked at her, "A list. You need a list?!"
"Of course!" she feigned shock.
"Why?" he asked her, still bewildered.
"Do you know what people are who don't have lists?"
"Sane?" he guessed.
Rory glared at him before replying, "No! They're listless."
Tristan broke into a grin as he began marking things off, and double- checking everything. He still thought only insane people kept lists, but his crazy girlfriend was making him less and less sane. He shook his head as he looked at his watch to see how he was doing on time. Perfect. Plenty of time to finish.
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Rory sighed as she looked over the notes she took for her Economics class. They weren't very good because she couldn't focus during the entire class. She zoned out every few minutes and thought about Tristan. More specifically, how she would have given her virginity over to him in her childhood bedroom! That thought irked her a little, and she was glad he stopped her. She couldn't think of anything less romantic than that.
Giving up, she threw her notes down on the coffee table in her suite and trudged towards her room. This day hadn't been very good, and she was looking forward to spending the weekend with Tristan. She didn't want to think about anything other than him and that was the only thing that got her through the day without screaming. Saying what the hell, she picked up a throw pillow that was on the couch and yelled into it. When she was done, she placed the pillow back where it belonged and took a deep breath to calm herself. Once she was calm, she opened the door to her bedroom and walked in.
A smile spread across her face when she saw a bouquet of roses on her nightstand and a big box on her bed. She giggled and hurried over to read the card. This was the reason she loved Tristan so much. He always did things like this to make her feel special and appreciated. Somehow, he knew whenever she had a bad day, and he would do something to make her smile and feel better. Opening the card she couldn't help fall in love with him all over again.
Mary,
Today is a special day, and I request your company for an evening of romance. If you agree to this, hang the blue flag outside of your window. I am awaiting your response and I hope you like your present!
I love you, Bible Boy
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Tristan waited in his car, staring at her window. He saw a rustling of her curtains, and then he watched as the small blue flag dropped down from where it was fastened. Grinning, he drove off to finish getting ready for the evening and imagined how confused Rory must be at this time. Usually, he would just call and ask her if she wanted to go out and it wasn't ever anything formal or fancy. This evening was different, though, and everything had to be perfect.
He had been planning the surprise all week, and it started with picking out her present. The saleslady smiled at him when he asked her about finding a dress, and she seemed pleased by the thought. He looked for hours, but nothing seemed Rory-like. It was either too sleazy, or too conservative. Then, he spotted the dress that he knew would be perfect for her and bought it; along with a new pair of shoes that the saleswoman told him would look good with the dress. Tristan was glad he found out all her sizes from Paris. He couldn't wait to see Rory.
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Rory had no idea what was going on, but she opened the box and saw the most beautiful dress she had ever seen inside of it. It was pink and accented her curves wonderfully. She was glad to see the V-neck wasn't too low and the bottom flowed out to right below her knee. Luckily, the straps were about an inch thick, because it was a little too cold to wear spaghetti straps. He also gave her pink slip on high heels to go with the dress and she loved them. Rory put her hair up in a simple bun with curly strands framing her face. Rory blushed after she pulled the dress out of the box and saw the pink bra and panties set underneath it.
Rory,
These are just a suggestion, because I know how good you look in pink! ;)
Love, Tristan
After a momentary hesitation, she decided to wear them and got dressed. Now, she was putting the finishing touches on her makeup when there was a knock on the door. Grinning, she ran to open it, thinking it was the man behind this whole thing. Surprisingly, she opened the door to reveal an older man of about forty.
"Rory Gilmore," he presumed.
"Um, yes."
"I am here to take you to see Master Tristan," he told her and held his arm out to escort her to the limo that was waiting.
She took his arm and shook her head as he led her to her ride. After he opened the door for her, she slipped inside and saw a sunflower with a note tied to it. Laughing, she untied the note and began reading it.
My love,
I can hardly stand the wait to see you. I'm so glad you decided to join me. I'm imagining how beautiful you look right now, and I know you will look better than any of my fantasies. I love you.
Tristan
Rory smiled and looked out the tinted windows for some clue as to where she was being taken to. Unfortunately, not only were the windows tinted, but it was dark outside and she couldn't tell where she was. Sitting back, she decided just to enjoy the ride to whatever Tristan had planned for her.
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Tristan nervously waited for Rory to arrive at the hotel. They were going to eat in the restaurant there, and then whatever Rory wanted. He hoped she really was ready to have sex with him, but it was okay if she wanted to wait. Tristan had seen the look in her eyes, though. That passionate lustful look that he always dreamed she would have. Finally, the limo pulled up and he walked out to see her. Waving to tell the driver not to bother, he opened the door to help her get out. After he opened the door he held his hand out to assist her in getting out.
Rory looked out the window when the limo stopped, and saw a building that was well lit. She couldn't make out where she was, though, but she didn't have much time to ponder it before the door opened. She took the outstretched hand of the limo driver. Or rather, who she thought was the limo driver and stepped out. Once she stood up, she saw Tristan was the one who opened her door and she smiled and threw her arms around him.
"Thank you," she whispered.
"For what?" he asked her, slightly confused.
"For this," she told him gesturing towards the limo.
"You don't have to thank me for treating you like I should," he laughed.
"No, it's not like that," Rory said as she tried to explain. "It's just that every time I have a bad day, you seem to make it better. I'm starting to suspect that you're stalking me."
He laughed and escorted her into the hotel. Her breath caught in her throat, and excitement flowed through her when she realized what was going on. Then, instead of taking her towards the front desk, he led her to the back of the lobby and through two big wooden doors. She saw a romantic restaurant with soft music and in a corner, a table for two with a bottle of champagne in a bucket of ice and a red rose in the middle of the table.
"This place has some of the best food I've ever eaten," he told her as he pulled her chair out for her.
"Oh," she said, while trying to hide her disappointment.
Tristan saw it though, and fought hard to hide a smirk as he opened the bottle of champagne. Pouring it into two glasses he held his up for a toast. She laughed at his silliness and held her glass up, too.
"I propose a toast to love. Without it, I'd still be lost without you. You are the most wonderful woman I have ever met and I love you more than I ever thought possible."
"Oh, Tristan," she sighed as she took a sip of her champagne.
The waiter came over then and took their orders. They spent the time waiting on their food to talk about their day and about their relationship. Once they got their food they began to eat in relative silence. Rory was halfway through her pasta when she looked over and saw Tristan eating his food.
"Ooo, that looks good. Do you want to trade?" she asked.
He looked at her for a minute and then saw that her food looked good, too. Rory started him on this bad habit, and now he sometimes caught himself doing it to other people. Halfway through her meal, Rory would get tired of it and ask to trade with him. Then, they'd trade and finish each other's meal. It was a ludicrous habit and when he had lunch with Nessa he actually slipped up and asked to trade with her. She stared at him as if he were an alien until he remembered that "normal" people don't do that. But, since he was with Rory, then he agreed to switch entrées with her.
"Would you like to dance?" Tristan asked her after they finished their meal.
She looked around and saw that no one was dancing, but then realized that she didn't care. She was in love with the most amazing man in the world, and she wanted to dance with him. He helped her out of her chair and pulled her body close to his and they began swaying with the music. Other couples smiled when they saw them, and several others began dancing as well. The music and the champagne began to affect Rory and she leaned her head on Tristan's shoulder. He brought her hand to his lips and placed a gentle kiss on the top of it. She smiled softly and nuzzled closer to him. That made him hold her even closer, and he could feel ever curve of her body through her thin dress. They danced and held each other close, but it wasn't close enough for either of them.
"Rory," he whispered.
"Hm..." she moaned contently.
"I have another surprise for you," he told her, hoping that this was the right moment.
He took her hand in his and led her out of the restaurant and up the stairs. Her heart began to pound in her chest when she realized that he did get a room for the two of them. Finally, they reached the door of a hotel room and Tristan turned around to look at Rory. Her eyes gave permission, but he needed to hear it.
"Rory, do you want to go inside?"
"Yes. I'm ready."
Tristan reached for her, and cupped her face in his hands as if she might break and guided his lips towards her. They met with a spark and Tristan slowly moved his lips against hers. When the friction became too much, he ran his tongue along her bottom lip seeking for permission to enter. She granted it and his tongue swept through the inside of her mouth exploring and tasting the goodness that was Rory. She returned his passion and licked his tongue with her own as they dueled for power. Tristan opened the door to the room and they stumbled inside. Tristan forced himself to pull away because he worked hard on making the room perfect and he wanted her to see it.
Rory's eyes cleared from the passion-filled haze and she gazed around the room. She saw the tray of chocolate covered strawberries with chocolate sauce next to them. There was a tray filled with desserts as well, which explained why they didn't get dessert with dinner. Her eyes then fell on the big bed. She smiled when she saw the rose petals strewn across the bed and then she turned to face Tristan.
"It's perfect," she said quietly, beginning to get a little self-conscious and realized she didn't know what to do.
Tristan sensed this and captured her lips in another tender kiss. It slowly grew from tender to wanting as he backed her towards the bed. He didn't want to rush this at all, but he knew she'd be more comfortable there. Rory was so swept up in the taste of him that she didn't even realize they were moving until her legs hit the soft mattress. Her eyes opened in surprise and she tore her lips from his. One look into his eyes was all it took for her to be reassured. Love was the only thing in them, and she knew that this was what she wanted. He dove back into her mouth as he lifted Rory onto the bed. That eased her nerves and she focused on the feel of his mouth on her.
When oxygen became a necessity, Tristan leaned back and took a gasp of air. Then, he began lightly kissing her neck and jawbone. He loved to hear the small noises Rory made as he nipped at her sensitive flesh. It wasn't quite a moan, but it was more like a whine. Tristan loved her reaction to him, and he could never get enough of her. Rory felt dizzy with desire, and all they were doing was kissing! She knew he could kiss, but this was the most amazing experience she'd ever had. His body was on top of hers, and she could feel his muscles rubbing against her. She wanted nothing more than to be able to feel him without any barriers of clothing.
Before she knew it, he stopped kissing her neck and was walking across the room. She groaned in protest, and he smirked to himself. He proceeded to bring the tray of strawberries over to the bed and laid them beside her. Picking up a chocolate covered strawberry, he fed it to her. She bit down and felt the juices run down her chin. Without even thinking about it, Tristan leaned forward and licked all of the strawberry juices off of her. He moaned at the taste of her skin mixed with the strawberries. It was heaven and he made sure every drop of it was gone.
Rory decided it was time she had some fun, too, and she picked up a strawberry for Tristan. He hid his surprise as he bit into the sweet treat and gasped when she sat up off the bed and began to suck the juices off of him. Her tongue then started to run from his neck all the way up to his lips, and then it dipped into his mouth to taste him. Rory started to feel a burning sensation growing in her core as she tasted all of Tristan. The sparks of arousal escalated when he reached behind her and unzipped her dress. He pulled it down, and it fell to her waist, exposing the lacy pink bra he bought her. Smirking to himself, he laid her back down and eased the dress a little lower to see the top of the matching pink panties.
Rory felt herself blushing as he looked at her near naked form, and the blush got deeper when she saw how much he liked her body. Crushing their bodies together once more, Tristan savagely feasted on her sweet mouth, while she relished in the feeling of the lace scratching against her already hardened nipples. She moaned when he stopped, but then sighed in relief when he unhooked the clasp in the front. With her breasts out in the open air, she felt herself shiver. Desire to feel his hands on her was screaming from every cell in her body. Then, he touched her.
Her eyes went blank with lust as his thumb rolled over a hardened peak. He did it again to the other one, but a little harder. Rory couldn't breathe as he began to tweak them both with his thumb and index fingers. Her nipples were hardening, and she felt nerve impulses heading towards her groin. Moaning she wiggled underneath him as he tormented her breasts. Then, he reached over and grabbed a spoon that was inside the open can of chocolate sauce. She watched as the sweet dark goo met her milky white flesh. He coated both of her breasts with it, all the while watching as it covered her hardened nipples.
Rory shuddered with anticipation and then stared at Tristan as he began to lick every bit of the chocolate off her breasts. She couldn't believe how good it felt to have his tongue running over her nipples and swirling around her entire breast. She was gasping for air as her chest began to rise in fall with want for him. Her arousal was skyrocketing and she needed something that she couldn't explain. This wasn't enough. She needed more!
"Tristan, please... I need you!" she groaned as her hips bucked.
He wasn't going to let her rush him, and took his sweet time sucking every bit of the chocolate off of her hard nubs. When he was done, he licked his lips and raised his eyebrows at the girl squirming underneath him. Rory blushed at his actions and he chucked at her shyness even now. Tristan knew what she needed and he finished pulling her dress down and off of her, joining her shoes which had apparently fallen off at some point. Now, the only thing she was wearing was a pair of panties. Very see-through panties at that. He began to pull them down when he heard Rory's hoarse voice.
"I want to see you. All of you."
He looked into her eyes and then nodded and took his jacket off. While he was working on his tie, Rory sat up and began unbuttoning his shirt. His tie joined her clothes and his shirt followed. While he worked on his pants, Rory's hands skimmed over his muscular chest and arms. Her busy little hands traveled over his pecks and she tweaked his nipples, which earned her a shiver. She then ran them down to his abs, where she began to outline each of them. Tristan could feel his arousal building, and didn't know how much he could take of her touching him. He stopped her then and made her lay back down on the bed. She understood and resumed her previous position of waiting to see what was going to happen next.
Tristan got on the floor and quickly took his shoes and socks off, followed closely by his pants so they were both wearing the same amount of clothing. Kneeling on the floor, he urged her to come closer to the edge of the bed. She complied and soon she felt air hit the sensitive flesh between her legs. Tristan spread her legs a little wider and then ran a finger over her folds. She was soaking wet! That surprised him, and he soon began to rub her clit while getting her sweet juices all over his fingers. She began to move with his hand, but Tristan moved his free hand to her abdomen to make her stop. Rory bit her lip as he began to stroke her entrance slowly. She began to moan, but he kept his pace slow, and she desperately needed him to move faster. The desire within her was building and she didn't know if he could take much more.
Rory gasped when his finger moved inside of her, and began rubbing along her sensitive nerves. Slowly and carefully, he teased her to make her want him inside of her more than she'd ever desired anything in her life. It was working and she felt herself starting to cry out her need to him. Then, he removed his finger and began kissing the inside of her thighs. Higher and higher he moved until he was nuzzled in the crook between her pelvis and thigh. He licked the skin there, and tasted her. It was almost too much for him to bear, but he took a deep breath and then arrived at her entrance. Rory moaned and pleaded with him, but he didn't listen. Instead, he started to lick her clit.
Rory could feel him licking and sucking on her core, and she felt like she was going to die. He wouldn't stop teasing her, but he also wouldn't let her orgasm. She tried begging him to do... something, but he still teased her clit and soon she couldn't breathe. It was too much for her to handle. That was when he moved his tongue inside of her. She gasped as she felt his warm and slippery tongue begin to swivel around inside of her and suck her juices into his mouth. Tristan refused to go fast enough for her to actually orgasm, though, because he wanted her to wait until he was actually inside of her. When he began to feel the first tremors of one approaching, he pulled out of her completely.
Tristan reached for a condom but Rory stopped him. Then, he remembered she was on birth control pills. Pulling his boxers down, he didn't miss the wanting look Rory gave him as she stared at his penis. He climbed onto the bed and moved her all the way onto it. Looking deep into her eyes, he asked her permission once more. Leaning forward, Rory kissed him and tasted herself still on his lips. It didn't taste nearly as bad as she thought it would, and then she felt his hands spreading her legs. She complied and then felt him on the outside of her entrance. Rory wrapped her legs around him in order to ease him inside of her. Tristan slowly pushed into her until he got to her barrier.
"Rory, I'm sorry," he told her as he pushed through.
She cried out in pain a little, and he was still as she got used to him being inside of her. Rory held Tristan close to her body as the stinging slowly faded away, then she shifted a little to let him know it was okay to move. He understood her signal and began to slowly moved out of her. She moaned as he lightly pushed back into her, and this time she lifted her hips with him. Rory had never felt so good before, and she began to whimper as Tristan began pumping into her a little faster. Her wet slippery heat was driving him crazy and he wanted nothing more than to keep this feeling going as long as he possibly could. They danced together, and Rory learned quickly and kept the pace up with him. Their rhythm was practically flawless and with each stroke Rory felt herself begin to fade into oblivion.
Tristan could feel Rory start to tremble under him, and he was relieved because he didn't think he could hold out much longer. He began to thrust quicker, and moved one of her legs that were around his waist over his shoulder. That repositioning did it for Rory, and she felt a rush of mindless pleasure fill her entire body. Tristan fell at the same time she did, and her muscles clenched around him and milked his body. Afterwards, they laid on the bed lifeless and gasping for air. Their sweaty bodies were still melded together, but slowly Tristan pulled out of her. He kissed her swollen lips and ran his hand through her hair and looked into her eyes as they began to refocus.
"I love you, Rory."
"I love you, too," she whispered. "That was... amazing!"
"I know," Tristan agreed.
They held each other as they drifted to sleep. Both of them felt closer to the other, and happier than they ever had been. A ludicrous thought passed through Tristan's mind, but he couldn't get rid of it. Pink was now his favorite color.
A/N: Wow! That was the most fun I've ever had writing a chapter!!! Whew! I hope you all enjoy it!!! Remember to Review and there will be much more smut! Luv ya! ;)
A/N: Hallo my lovely reviewers how I love thee!!!!!! You are soooo wonderful and amazing and I squealed and did a little happy dance when I saw I had 100 reviews!!! Hehe I feel sooo gr8 and it's all because of you!!! Well, keep them up because this is the chapter u've all been begging me for!!!!!!!! YAY!!!!!!!! Enjoy! Oh and I just reloaded this chappy cuz i forgot to make certain parts italicized! everything else is the same, though!
Thanks: A special thanx to my beta, Katherine (rosie4299). She is sooooo sweet and encouraging and I luv her! Be sure to check out her story "I Was Called Mary Once" it is soooooo good and u can find it on my favorites list! And of course thanx to my reviewers!! ;)
Rating: NC-17!!! You have been warned, and if this offends u, then DON'T READ IT!!!!!!!!
Chapter 13: Pink
Tristan was on the phone all morning making sure that everything was perfect for that night. Rory had no idea what was going on, and he wanted to keep it that way. While she was in class all day, he was running around New Haven like the Mad Hatter trying to get everything finished in time for their date. He was more excited than he had ever been in his entire life. Sure he had slept with lots of women, but none of them meant that much to him. Rory did. Tristan wanted her first time to be memorable and special.
So far, he had the hotel room reserved and all he had to do was make the setting more romantic. His list of things to do was growing by the minute and his time was running out. Luckily, he had the Dugrey charm and was able to get what he wanted quicker than a lot of people. After racing around town, he sat in his car with his checklist and looked over everything. He wasn't one to make lists, but Rory had begun to rub off on him. Tristan hated to admit it, but they were quite handy. He laughed as he recalled a specific memory about lists.
"What are you doing?" Tristan asked Rory while watching her fill a piece of paper with words.
"Oh, just making a list of things to pack before I go to Stars Hollow."
Tristan smirked at her, "A list. You need a list?!"
"Of course!" she feigned shock.
"Why?" he asked her, still bewildered.
"Do you know what people are who don't have lists?"
"Sane?" he guessed.
Rory glared at him before replying, "No! They're listless."
Tristan broke into a grin as he began marking things off, and double- checking everything. He still thought only insane people kept lists, but his crazy girlfriend was making him less and less sane. He shook his head as he looked at his watch to see how he was doing on time. Perfect. Plenty of time to finish.
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Rory sighed as she looked over the notes she took for her Economics class. They weren't very good because she couldn't focus during the entire class. She zoned out every few minutes and thought about Tristan. More specifically, how she would have given her virginity over to him in her childhood bedroom! That thought irked her a little, and she was glad he stopped her. She couldn't think of anything less romantic than that.
Giving up, she threw her notes down on the coffee table in her suite and trudged towards her room. This day hadn't been very good, and she was looking forward to spending the weekend with Tristan. She didn't want to think about anything other than him and that was the only thing that got her through the day without screaming. Saying what the hell, she picked up a throw pillow that was on the couch and yelled into it. When she was done, she placed the pillow back where it belonged and took a deep breath to calm herself. Once she was calm, she opened the door to her bedroom and walked in.
A smile spread across her face when she saw a bouquet of roses on her nightstand and a big box on her bed. She giggled and hurried over to read the card. This was the reason she loved Tristan so much. He always did things like this to make her feel special and appreciated. Somehow, he knew whenever she had a bad day, and he would do something to make her smile and feel better. Opening the card she couldn't help fall in love with him all over again.
Mary,
Today is a special day, and I request your company for an evening of romance. If you agree to this, hang the blue flag outside of your window. I am awaiting your response and I hope you like your present!
I love you, Bible Boy
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Tristan waited in his car, staring at her window. He saw a rustling of her curtains, and then he watched as the small blue flag dropped down from where it was fastened. Grinning, he drove off to finish getting ready for the evening and imagined how confused Rory must be at this time. Usually, he would just call and ask her if she wanted to go out and it wasn't ever anything formal or fancy. This evening was different, though, and everything had to be perfect.
He had been planning the surprise all week, and it started with picking out her present. The saleslady smiled at him when he asked her about finding a dress, and she seemed pleased by the thought. He looked for hours, but nothing seemed Rory-like. It was either too sleazy, or too conservative. Then, he spotted the dress that he knew would be perfect for her and bought it; along with a new pair of shoes that the saleswoman told him would look good with the dress. Tristan was glad he found out all her sizes from Paris. He couldn't wait to see Rory.
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Rory had no idea what was going on, but she opened the box and saw the most beautiful dress she had ever seen inside of it. It was pink and accented her curves wonderfully. She was glad to see the V-neck wasn't too low and the bottom flowed out to right below her knee. Luckily, the straps were about an inch thick, because it was a little too cold to wear spaghetti straps. He also gave her pink slip on high heels to go with the dress and she loved them. Rory put her hair up in a simple bun with curly strands framing her face. Rory blushed after she pulled the dress out of the box and saw the pink bra and panties set underneath it.
Rory,
These are just a suggestion, because I know how good you look in pink! ;)
Love, Tristan
After a momentary hesitation, she decided to wear them and got dressed. Now, she was putting the finishing touches on her makeup when there was a knock on the door. Grinning, she ran to open it, thinking it was the man behind this whole thing. Surprisingly, she opened the door to reveal an older man of about forty.
"Rory Gilmore," he presumed.
"Um, yes."
"I am here to take you to see Master Tristan," he told her and held his arm out to escort her to the limo that was waiting.
She took his arm and shook her head as he led her to her ride. After he opened the door for her, she slipped inside and saw a sunflower with a note tied to it. Laughing, she untied the note and began reading it.
My love,
I can hardly stand the wait to see you. I'm so glad you decided to join me. I'm imagining how beautiful you look right now, and I know you will look better than any of my fantasies. I love you.
Tristan
Rory smiled and looked out the tinted windows for some clue as to where she was being taken to. Unfortunately, not only were the windows tinted, but it was dark outside and she couldn't tell where she was. Sitting back, she decided just to enjoy the ride to whatever Tristan had planned for her.
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Tristan nervously waited for Rory to arrive at the hotel. They were going to eat in the restaurant there, and then whatever Rory wanted. He hoped she really was ready to have sex with him, but it was okay if she wanted to wait. Tristan had seen the look in her eyes, though. That passionate lustful look that he always dreamed she would have. Finally, the limo pulled up and he walked out to see her. Waving to tell the driver not to bother, he opened the door to help her get out. After he opened the door he held his hand out to assist her in getting out.
Rory looked out the window when the limo stopped, and saw a building that was well lit. She couldn't make out where she was, though, but she didn't have much time to ponder it before the door opened. She took the outstretched hand of the limo driver. Or rather, who she thought was the limo driver and stepped out. Once she stood up, she saw Tristan was the one who opened her door and she smiled and threw her arms around him.
"Thank you," she whispered.
"For what?" he asked her, slightly confused.
"For this," she told him gesturing towards the limo.
"You don't have to thank me for treating you like I should," he laughed.
"No, it's not like that," Rory said as she tried to explain. "It's just that every time I have a bad day, you seem to make it better. I'm starting to suspect that you're stalking me."
He laughed and escorted her into the hotel. Her breath caught in her throat, and excitement flowed through her when she realized what was going on. Then, instead of taking her towards the front desk, he led her to the back of the lobby and through two big wooden doors. She saw a romantic restaurant with soft music and in a corner, a table for two with a bottle of champagne in a bucket of ice and a red rose in the middle of the table.
"This place has some of the best food I've ever eaten," he told her as he pulled her chair out for her.
"Oh," she said, while trying to hide her disappointment.
Tristan saw it though, and fought hard to hide a smirk as he opened the bottle of champagne. Pouring it into two glasses he held his up for a toast. She laughed at his silliness and held her glass up, too.
"I propose a toast to love. Without it, I'd still be lost without you. You are the most wonderful woman I have ever met and I love you more than I ever thought possible."
"Oh, Tristan," she sighed as she took a sip of her champagne.
The waiter came over then and took their orders. They spent the time waiting on their food to talk about their day and about their relationship. Once they got their food they began to eat in relative silence. Rory was halfway through her pasta when she looked over and saw Tristan eating his food.
"Ooo, that looks good. Do you want to trade?" she asked.
He looked at her for a minute and then saw that her food looked good, too. Rory started him on this bad habit, and now he sometimes caught himself doing it to other people. Halfway through her meal, Rory would get tired of it and ask to trade with him. Then, they'd trade and finish each other's meal. It was a ludicrous habit and when he had lunch with Nessa he actually slipped up and asked to trade with her. She stared at him as if he were an alien until he remembered that "normal" people don't do that. But, since he was with Rory, then he agreed to switch entrées with her.
"Would you like to dance?" Tristan asked her after they finished their meal.
She looked around and saw that no one was dancing, but then realized that she didn't care. She was in love with the most amazing man in the world, and she wanted to dance with him. He helped her out of her chair and pulled her body close to his and they began swaying with the music. Other couples smiled when they saw them, and several others began dancing as well. The music and the champagne began to affect Rory and she leaned her head on Tristan's shoulder. He brought her hand to his lips and placed a gentle kiss on the top of it. She smiled softly and nuzzled closer to him. That made him hold her even closer, and he could feel ever curve of her body through her thin dress. They danced and held each other close, but it wasn't close enough for either of them.
"Rory," he whispered.
"Hm..." she moaned contently.
"I have another surprise for you," he told her, hoping that this was the right moment.
He took her hand in his and led her out of the restaurant and up the stairs. Her heart began to pound in her chest when she realized that he did get a room for the two of them. Finally, they reached the door of a hotel room and Tristan turned around to look at Rory. Her eyes gave permission, but he needed to hear it.
"Rory, do you want to go inside?"
"Yes. I'm ready."
Tristan reached for her, and cupped her face in his hands as if she might break and guided his lips towards her. They met with a spark and Tristan slowly moved his lips against hers. When the friction became too much, he ran his tongue along her bottom lip seeking for permission to enter. She granted it and his tongue swept through the inside of her mouth exploring and tasting the goodness that was Rory. She returned his passion and licked his tongue with her own as they dueled for power. Tristan opened the door to the room and they stumbled inside. Tristan forced himself to pull away because he worked hard on making the room perfect and he wanted her to see it.
Rory's eyes cleared from the passion-filled haze and she gazed around the room. She saw the tray of chocolate covered strawberries with chocolate sauce next to them. There was a tray filled with desserts as well, which explained why they didn't get dessert with dinner. Her eyes then fell on the big bed. She smiled when she saw the rose petals strewn across the bed and then she turned to face Tristan.
"It's perfect," she said quietly, beginning to get a little self-conscious and realized she didn't know what to do.
Tristan sensed this and captured her lips in another tender kiss. It slowly grew from tender to wanting as he backed her towards the bed. He didn't want to rush this at all, but he knew she'd be more comfortable there. Rory was so swept up in the taste of him that she didn't even realize they were moving until her legs hit the soft mattress. Her eyes opened in surprise and she tore her lips from his. One look into his eyes was all it took for her to be reassured. Love was the only thing in them, and she knew that this was what she wanted. He dove back into her mouth as he lifted Rory onto the bed. That eased her nerves and she focused on the feel of his mouth on her.
When oxygen became a necessity, Tristan leaned back and took a gasp of air. Then, he began lightly kissing her neck and jawbone. He loved to hear the small noises Rory made as he nipped at her sensitive flesh. It wasn't quite a moan, but it was more like a whine. Tristan loved her reaction to him, and he could never get enough of her. Rory felt dizzy with desire, and all they were doing was kissing! She knew he could kiss, but this was the most amazing experience she'd ever had. His body was on top of hers, and she could feel his muscles rubbing against her. She wanted nothing more than to be able to feel him without any barriers of clothing.
Before she knew it, he stopped kissing her neck and was walking across the room. She groaned in protest, and he smirked to himself. He proceeded to bring the tray of strawberries over to the bed and laid them beside her. Picking up a chocolate covered strawberry, he fed it to her. She bit down and felt the juices run down her chin. Without even thinking about it, Tristan leaned forward and licked all of the strawberry juices off of her. He moaned at the taste of her skin mixed with the strawberries. It was heaven and he made sure every drop of it was gone.
Rory decided it was time she had some fun, too, and she picked up a strawberry for Tristan. He hid his surprise as he bit into the sweet treat and gasped when she sat up off the bed and began to suck the juices off of him. Her tongue then started to run from his neck all the way up to his lips, and then it dipped into his mouth to taste him. Rory started to feel a burning sensation growing in her core as she tasted all of Tristan. The sparks of arousal escalated when he reached behind her and unzipped her dress. He pulled it down, and it fell to her waist, exposing the lacy pink bra he bought her. Smirking to himself, he laid her back down and eased the dress a little lower to see the top of the matching pink panties.
Rory felt herself blushing as he looked at her near naked form, and the blush got deeper when she saw how much he liked her body. Crushing their bodies together once more, Tristan savagely feasted on her sweet mouth, while she relished in the feeling of the lace scratching against her already hardened nipples. She moaned when he stopped, but then sighed in relief when he unhooked the clasp in the front. With her breasts out in the open air, she felt herself shiver. Desire to feel his hands on her was screaming from every cell in her body. Then, he touched her.
Her eyes went blank with lust as his thumb rolled over a hardened peak. He did it again to the other one, but a little harder. Rory couldn't breathe as he began to tweak them both with his thumb and index fingers. Her nipples were hardening, and she felt nerve impulses heading towards her groin. Moaning she wiggled underneath him as he tormented her breasts. Then, he reached over and grabbed a spoon that was inside the open can of chocolate sauce. She watched as the sweet dark goo met her milky white flesh. He coated both of her breasts with it, all the while watching as it covered her hardened nipples.
Rory shuddered with anticipation and then stared at Tristan as he began to lick every bit of the chocolate off her breasts. She couldn't believe how good it felt to have his tongue running over her nipples and swirling around her entire breast. She was gasping for air as her chest began to rise in fall with want for him. Her arousal was skyrocketing and she needed something that she couldn't explain. This wasn't enough. She needed more!
"Tristan, please... I need you!" she groaned as her hips bucked.
He wasn't going to let her rush him, and took his sweet time sucking every bit of the chocolate off of her hard nubs. When he was done, he licked his lips and raised his eyebrows at the girl squirming underneath him. Rory blushed at his actions and he chucked at her shyness even now. Tristan knew what she needed and he finished pulling her dress down and off of her, joining her shoes which had apparently fallen off at some point. Now, the only thing she was wearing was a pair of panties. Very see-through panties at that. He began to pull them down when he heard Rory's hoarse voice.
"I want to see you. All of you."
He looked into her eyes and then nodded and took his jacket off. While he was working on his tie, Rory sat up and began unbuttoning his shirt. His tie joined her clothes and his shirt followed. While he worked on his pants, Rory's hands skimmed over his muscular chest and arms. Her busy little hands traveled over his pecks and she tweaked his nipples, which earned her a shiver. She then ran them down to his abs, where she began to outline each of them. Tristan could feel his arousal building, and didn't know how much he could take of her touching him. He stopped her then and made her lay back down on the bed. She understood and resumed her previous position of waiting to see what was going to happen next.
Tristan got on the floor and quickly took his shoes and socks off, followed closely by his pants so they were both wearing the same amount of clothing. Kneeling on the floor, he urged her to come closer to the edge of the bed. She complied and soon she felt air hit the sensitive flesh between her legs. Tristan spread her legs a little wider and then ran a finger over her folds. She was soaking wet! That surprised him, and he soon began to rub her clit while getting her sweet juices all over his fingers. She began to move with his hand, but Tristan moved his free hand to her abdomen to make her stop. Rory bit her lip as he began to stroke her entrance slowly. She began to moan, but he kept his pace slow, and she desperately needed him to move faster. The desire within her was building and she didn't know if he could take much more.
Rory gasped when his finger moved inside of her, and began rubbing along her sensitive nerves. Slowly and carefully, he teased her to make her want him inside of her more than she'd ever desired anything in her life. It was working and she felt herself starting to cry out her need to him. Then, he removed his finger and began kissing the inside of her thighs. Higher and higher he moved until he was nuzzled in the crook between her pelvis and thigh. He licked the skin there, and tasted her. It was almost too much for him to bear, but he took a deep breath and then arrived at her entrance. Rory moaned and pleaded with him, but he didn't listen. Instead, he started to lick her clit.
Rory could feel him licking and sucking on her core, and she felt like she was going to die. He wouldn't stop teasing her, but he also wouldn't let her orgasm. She tried begging him to do... something, but he still teased her clit and soon she couldn't breathe. It was too much for her to handle. That was when he moved his tongue inside of her. She gasped as she felt his warm and slippery tongue begin to swivel around inside of her and suck her juices into his mouth. Tristan refused to go fast enough for her to actually orgasm, though, because he wanted her to wait until he was actually inside of her. When he began to feel the first tremors of one approaching, he pulled out of her completely.
Tristan reached for a condom but Rory stopped him. Then, he remembered she was on birth control pills. Pulling his boxers down, he didn't miss the wanting look Rory gave him as she stared at his penis. He climbed onto the bed and moved her all the way onto it. Looking deep into her eyes, he asked her permission once more. Leaning forward, Rory kissed him and tasted herself still on his lips. It didn't taste nearly as bad as she thought it would, and then she felt his hands spreading her legs. She complied and then felt him on the outside of her entrance. Rory wrapped her legs around him in order to ease him inside of her. Tristan slowly pushed into her until he got to her barrier.
"Rory, I'm sorry," he told her as he pushed through.
She cried out in pain a little, and he was still as she got used to him being inside of her. Rory held Tristan close to her body as the stinging slowly faded away, then she shifted a little to let him know it was okay to move. He understood her signal and began to slowly moved out of her. She moaned as he lightly pushed back into her, and this time she lifted her hips with him. Rory had never felt so good before, and she began to whimper as Tristan began pumping into her a little faster. Her wet slippery heat was driving him crazy and he wanted nothing more than to keep this feeling going as long as he possibly could. They danced together, and Rory learned quickly and kept the pace up with him. Their rhythm was practically flawless and with each stroke Rory felt herself begin to fade into oblivion.
Tristan could feel Rory start to tremble under him, and he was relieved because he didn't think he could hold out much longer. He began to thrust quicker, and moved one of her legs that were around his waist over his shoulder. That repositioning did it for Rory, and she felt a rush of mindless pleasure fill her entire body. Tristan fell at the same time she did, and her muscles clenched around him and milked his body. Afterwards, they laid on the bed lifeless and gasping for air. Their sweaty bodies were still melded together, but slowly Tristan pulled out of her. He kissed her swollen lips and ran his hand through her hair and looked into her eyes as they began to refocus.
"I love you, Rory."
"I love you, too," she whispered. "That was... amazing!"
"I know," Tristan agreed.
They held each other as they drifted to sleep. Both of them felt closer to the other, and happier than they ever had been. A ludicrous thought passed through Tristan's mind, but he couldn't get rid of it. Pink was now his favorite color.
A/N: Wow! That was the most fun I've ever had writing a chapter!!! Whew! I hope you all enjoy it!!! Remember to Review and there will be much more smut! Luv ya! ;)