Be nice. I've never written smut for these two before.

Lorelai rolled over in her sleep, unconsciously reaching for Luke. Instead, her hand smacked the leg of the coffee table and she winced, opening her eyes and blinking wearily. They'd made a fort (Lorelai's idea) and were "camping" in the living room (Luke's idea). Well, Luke's idea had actually been to sleep in his nice big bed back at his apartment, but Lorelai had refused to leave Paul Anka alone so soon after adopting him. He might be scared of being alone. With a tired sigh Lorelai admitted that her little precious pooch had some issues to work through. Lorelai had put on her best pout and convinced Luke to stay with her at her house anyway, since he and TJ hadn't managed to finish repairing the giant hole in her bedroom yet. She wasn't sure what excuse she'd given him, but the truth was she didn't like sleeping without him anymore, and being alone freaked her out even more now that Rory was gone.

That didn't make very much sense, but there it was. Her run-in with Rory today had confused and upset her, and she felt like salt had been poured mercilessly on the gaping wound that was their rift.

Now, she turned her head and found Luke in the dark. Rubbing her hand absently where it struck the wood of the table, Lorelai scooted closer to him and snuggled into his back, his warm skin making her feel pleasantly drowsy and protected. She felt the tension that always arose when she thought of Rory fade away. She closed her eyes and tried to force her mind back to dreamland, but it refused to cooperate. Lazily, her fingers traced a path over Luke's shoulder blades and down his spine. When she reached the waistband of his boxers she walked her forefinger and middle finger up to his hip, and then made her way back up his body and over his arm. Goosebumps broke out on his skin and Lorelai grinned. No way was he still sleeping.

Decided this game was fun, she folded her left arm and rested her head on top of it as she lazily moved her lips over the back of Luke's neck, sucking gently and leaving a trail of wet, warm kisses. Luke tensed and Lorelai heard his breath hitch. He was still feigning sleep; that was okay, she could play this game. She propped herself up and let her kisses drift up to his ear. She knew Luke liked when she paid attention to this spot – a lot – and she wasn't above using it to get what she wanted. Her teeth gently pulled at his earlobe before she took it into her mouth. A shiver ran through Luke's entire body and he turned to face her swiftly, all pretenses of sleep completely gone.

Lorelai melted at the passion and desire in his eyes and let him pull her close, his lips moving artfully over hers in a dance that was so wonderfully familiar. She nipped at his bottom lip and then soothed the little bite with her tongue, causing Luke to groan softly and draw her more tightly against him. Her hands ran over his smooth back and down to his ass. She squeezed him through his boxers before slipping her hands beneath the soft material and doing it again. Their hips were flush against each other, and she could feel how much he wanted her even as he breathlessly broke the kiss and made eye contact with her again.

There were no words here; Lorelai found she was only tempted to talk during sex with Luke when he asked her to. Sometimes he would ask her what she liked, but now more often than not there was no need for that; he already knew what she liked. And Lorelai didn't count gasps and sighs as "talking" really. Luke reverently pushed a strand of her hair behind her ear, and as always she felt a lump in her throat at the love she saw shining from his eyes. She still wasn't sure what she'd done to deserve him, but she was thankful she had him anyway.

He eased her onto her back and hovered over her, taking his time now. Their kisses were slow, languorous, and undeniably erotic. Lorelai tilted her head back to give him better access to her neck, and he obliged her silent request by kissing his way down the column of her throat. He paused at her collarbone and sucked at the skin there until a little red mark formed. Lorelai's back arched with pleasure, and Luke kept his attention there for a few more moments before reaching his hands down to her waist to pull up the flimsy nightgown she wore.

The next few minutes passed in a blur for Lorelai, swept up in her own desire and his. He'd managed to make them both completely naked, and she felt him kissing his way down between her breasts. His thumb rubbed over her nipples, teasing them to hardened peaks, before he took the right one into his mouth and sucked. His other hand moved between her legs, touching her with practiced strokes. Lorelai squirmed restlessly, unbearably aroused, and clenched the blankets beneath them with both hands. He moved to her other breast and laved the nipple with his tongue before releasing it and blowing softly. Lorelai gasped and met his gaze, silently pleading with him. He smiled a cocky little Luke smile that Lorelai only saw when they were doing something naughty together and pulled himself up so that their noses touched.

She kissed him hard, releasing all the aching tension he'd created in her through her lips, and pushed him onto his back. Lorelai broke the kiss leaving him gasping, and gave him a look she hoped said "payback time". She figured he got the message when his eyes darkened in pure lust and his hips twitched slightly upward. Her fingers once again made their way down his body, but this time there were no cotton boxers to block her path. She gently stroked the skin below his belly button and down over his leg. Her lips followed close behind. Lorelai planted wet, open-mouthed kisses on the insides of his thighs and felt him tangle his hands in her hair. She smiled to herself and took his erection in her hand, very gently and slowly stroking him from base to tip. Luke groaned in relief; Lorelai pressed her thumb to the head of his penis and rubbed just enough to spread the little bit of moisture there and to make Luke's groan intensify.

"Lorelai," he gasped.

She reluctantly let him go and moved up over him to straddle his hips with her legs and leaned down to kiss him deeply. He gripped her hips with both hands and kneaded the flesh there. They both sensed in each other the end of their foreplay; neither could wait anymore. Lorelai lifted her hips and positioned herself above him before sinking down onto him with a heartfelt moan of pleasure. Her eyes fluttered shut and she remembered why people claimed the earth could move for love. They both stilled for a moment before Lorelai began to move, letting Luke's hands guide her rhythm, their breaths coming out in pants. Lorelai opened her eyes and met Luke's heated gaze, becoming lost in this passion they had created together. She felt a familiar tightening in her belly and knew she was very close. Just as she began to reach for release, Luke sat up with her in his lap and flipped them over. The new angle was too much for Lorelai and she tensed and sucked in a breath, her orgasm crashing over her in waves.

Luke made an unintelligible noise as her muscles contracted around him and pushed into her harder. He reached down and lifted her leg, allowing him to thrust more deeply. Lorelai didn't have a chance to come down from her high before she felt the tingle building again. Luke's movements became erratic, and Lorelai had only a brief moment to wonder if they would find release together before she came again with a surprised cry. Just as her back arched, Luke thrust one last time and stiffened, his entire body quaking as he spilled inside her.

Luke collapsed onto his elbows above her and nuzzled her cheek, seeking simple affection after the wrenching passion of their act. Lorelai laced her arms around his neck and turned to meet his lips with her own. After a few moments of gentle kissing Luke slowly pulled out, lay down next to Lorelai, and pulled her into his arms so her head rest beneath his chin. She sighed deeply, listening to the comforting beat of his heart as he stroked her hair. Gradually, his soothing movements ceased and Lorelai hugged him lovingly, knowing he had fallen back asleep.

She pulled away from him and rearranged the blankets so neither of them would chill during the night. When she reached for an extra pillow from the couch, a pair of baleful eyes met hers and she started in fright. An uncomfortable sense of weirdness settled over her as she realized Paul Anka had just watched them have sex.

"Don't give me that look." The dog blinked at her. "Yeah, well, if you were human you wouldn't be able to resist him either." She cautiously settled back down next to Luke and closed her eyes. They'd have to make sure they shut the bedroom door once the wall was fixed. "Great," she yawned, "I should get my own tv show. 'My Dog the Voyeur'. I'd make millions." She kissed Luke's chest. "'Night baby."

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