Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I have any association with the Gilmore Girls or any of its characters. Dreaming about them is a totally different thing…
A/N: This is just a mini A/N, there's a longer one at the bottom. I was just wondering how many people noticed that Danny's initials were DVD. Lol.
Chapter 24- Memories of Us
1985
Lorelai looked around at her surroundings. Luke told her he had big plans for Valentine's Day weekend and sure enough, Lorelai found herself riding in his truck for what seemed like forever up a dirt road. It hadn't been an easy task to talk her into going. They had tomorrow off from school because of a teacher conference, so school wasn't an excuse for her to say no. Rory and work were her big things. But Luke was one step ahead of her the whole time. He talked Mia into giving her a few days off and arranged for his father to watch Rory. After much debate, she finally agreed. He pulled up to a cabin by the lake. It was very serene and romantic. The cabin was about one or two hundred yards from the lake and had the most beautiful view. A shiver went down Lorelai's spine as she remembered she would be spending an entire weekend with Luke- alone- at this romantic getaway.
"You cold?" Luke asked as he unloaded their bags.
"Sorta," Lorelai replied.
"Let's get inside and I'll start a fire." Lorelai followed Luke into the cabin. It was simple, making it more attractive. "Not much of a grand tour. We've got the kitchen/diningroom. The livingroom. And that's the bedroom. There's a bathroom connected to it."
"This place is beautiful."
"It was my mother's. When she got sick, Dad built this place for her so she could relax. She'd sit on the porch and sing. She had the most beautiful voice. It was soft, gentle. Just like her."
"This cabin must mean a lot to you."
"It does." Luke looked at Lorelai and smiled. "That's why I brought you here. Come on. Let's get that fire started and then I'll cook us some dinner."
Luke got the fire going and while he started dinner, Lorelai sat cozily in front of the fire place. Soon the cabin was filled with an delectable aroma Lorelai couldn't seem to get away from. She got up and walked to the kitchen where Luke was just finishing up dinner.
"Mm. Smells good. What is it?" Lorelai asked.
"Stuffed ravioli with a sun-dried tomato sauce and a bottle of red wine to go with our meal."
"Red wine? Why Mr. Danes, are you trying to get me drunk?"
"If I was trying to do that, I'd get something much stronger."
Luke pulled out a chair for Lorelai before he took his seat and they started to eat. After dinner, they brought the rest of their wine with them to the couch in front of the fire. An empty wine bottle and two empty wine glasses sat on the side table not much long afterwards. Lorelai sat leaning into Luke as he rubbed her arm. They both felt an overwhelming sense of content. Lorelai turned her head and looked up at Luke. Feeling her eyes on him, he looked down at her and smiled. She placed a hand on his cheek and brought his face toward hers for a loving kiss.
Lorelai turned over and straddled his lap. Luke's hands moved from her back down to her hips and then they found their way under her sweater. Lorelai gasped when she felt his hands on her lower back. Luke pulled back from their kiss, fearing he had gone too far, but Lorelai shook her head telling him it was a good gasp and kissed him again. As the heat and passion grew, Luke lifted her and laid them down on the couch. His hands started traveling north.
"Luke, we can't," Lorelai said suddenly as she broke their kiss.
Luke immediately pulled back, sitting on the opposite side of the couch as he ran his fingers through his hair. He felt like an idiot. "I'm sorry. I thought…ah jeez. I'm an idiot. I'm a jerk!" Luke scolded himself. "I'm really, really, so…"
Lorelai sat up. "Luke, don't be sorry. You're not an idiot or a jerk. What I meant was…" She stood, grabbed his hand, and pulled him up too. "I meant, we can't here." Luke raised a brow. "The couch isn't big enough. We need to move this to the bedroom."
Present Day
Luke shut the door and turned to find Lorelai standing right behind him. Her blue eyes illuminated in the darkness like two stars burning brightly in the night. Her hands were on his face again. She rubbed her thumbs against his stubbly cheek. She missed everything about him and she just wanted to be as close to him as she could.
"Lorelai…" he called softly, but Lorelai shook her head.
"I just want to remember," she interrupted as she moved her face closer to his. Their lips were drawn together like magnets. Lorelai was the one to break the kiss. "I want to remember what it was like to be with you. I need to be with you." Luke was silent. "Please. Even…even if it's just for tonight. I need to be as close to you as I can. I…"
"If tonight's all I get," he interrupted, "then I'll take it."
Lorelai pulled his face to hers again and his hand instinctively was on her lower back, pulling her closer to him. The kiss was simple, yet passionate, like their first kiss. They moved toward the bed. Luke eased her down to the mattress. He never broke their kiss as his fingers found the buttons on her pajamas shirt. He kissed his way from her lips to her neck and the path continued downward. With each button unbuttoned, he kissed the newly exposed flesh, feeling it radiate heat as he did. When he was finished, he followed the trail back up to her lips.
Lorelai lifted her body off the mattress and Luke pushed the pajama top off her shoulders and tossed it aside. Needing to feel his skin against hers, she pulled his shirt over his head and tossed to the floor. Luke smiled when he realized the clasp to Lorelai's bra was in the front. He had always loved those bras- they were easier for him to remove. Pretty soon, it was gone.
Luke nearly lost it at the feel of her breasts against his bare chest, but he controlled himself. He didn't want to rush anything tonight. He had been without sex much longer than he liked. He had been without Lorelai for much longer than he liked. To end what he had been waiting for before it began would not only be embarrassing, but virtually unsatisfying.
He dipped his head, taking one of her nipples into his mouth and gently nibbled on it as he played with the other one, twisting and pulling it between the pads of his fingers. Lorelai arched her back and moaned. Satisfied and aroused by her response, he switched over to the other breast, giving the same devote attention.
"Luke," Lorelai managed to raggedly call. "Please. I need…I…"
Luke silenced her with another kiss. This kiss was more passionate, more urgent. Their bodies were pressed together, not an inch between them. Lorelai could feel him against her thigh and he was hard and ready. Lorelai gently pushed his chest, inadvertently sending him the wrong message. Luke sighed and turned his head away.
"Hey," she called, when she realized what he thought. Luke looked at her. She smiled and removed her pants and panties. "Your turn."
Luke stared at her in awe. No matter how many times he saw her naked, he was still amazed. He nodded and stood beside the bed. He quickly disposed of his pants and boxers. Lorelai stared at him in all his glory. And oh what glory he was. She watched his every movement as he crawled back into bed and on top of her. Their eyes locked and they both smiled. Though the probably wouldn't admit it aloud, they were falling in love all over again.
He positioned himself at her opening and waited for a sign of assurance. She nodded, biting her bottom lip in anticipation. He took a deep breath and filled her in one swift motion. Lorelai bit down on her lip to the point where she thought she would bleed to keep from screaming. Luke didn't move. He stayed in place to allow Lorelai's body to once again get used to his size. He was larger than she remembered.
After what seemed like an eternity, he began to move. Long, slow strokes at first. Again, he wanted this to last as long as possible. His mind kept telling him to keep it slow, but his body and Lorelai were telling him otherwise. He quickened his pace to comply with his and Lorelai's desire. She was moaning his name, encouraging him to move faster, to fill his own desire along with hers. Their breathing became labored.
Luke managed to open his eyes. He looked at the woman beneath him. God she was beautiful. The long, lonely nights without her had been hell and now he listened as she chanted his name as if it were a holy prayer. Her eyes were shut as she was brought closer and closer to ecstacy. He was far too enticed to notice she was digging her nails into his back. He watched as her breasts moved with each deliberate thrust. He moved almost frantically in and out of her.
She was close and he knew it. She wanted- no, needed release but couldn't find it. "Lorelai," he called. Her eyes flew open, filled with passion and desire. "Keep your eyes on mine."
Lorelai obliged. He moved one of his hands between their bodies and touched her where she needed to be touched to find her release. A few thrusts later, she was calling out his name as she came. He watched her as she orgasmed. Looking into her eyes as she found ecstacy brought Luke over the edge. He too called out her name as he emptied himself inside her. After a few more thrusts, Luke collapsed on top of her. Her arms went limp around his sweat shoulders. She giggled when he uttered a satisfied, "Ah jeez."
1984
Luke and Lorelai stood in the darkened room kissing and groping each other. Luke pulled back and sighed. "Are you sure you want to do this? I mean, we don't have to," he said.
"I want to. I've never wanted anything more in my life," Lorelai stated truthfully.
Luke brought their lips together for another electrifying kiss. Lorelai pushed his jacket off his shoulders and yanked at the knot of his tie. Luke laughed against her lips as she became frustrated with the garment. She was beginning to think he put a suit on just to tease her. "Eager are we?" he teased.
"Shut up and take this thing off."
He happily obliged, loosening the tie and haphazardly tossing it aside. Lorelai immediately went to work on the buttons of his shirt. It was gone in no time. She had seen him shirtless a few times, but this was the first time in the course of their relationship she was seeing him shirtless. Lorelai placed her hands on his chest and slowly ran them up and down his chest. Her hands traveled up and over his shoulders, exploring the curves in his shoulder blades and back.
He put his hands on her arms and lifted them above her head. He gently pulled the sweater over her head. He played with the straps of the black bra she wore, tracing them down to the padding. He grinned devilishly as he outlined the lacey part, teasing her by brushing his fingertips over her breast but never really touching them. Their lips collided again as he unhooked the bra and giving it the same treatment as his tie.
Luke unfastened her pants and pushed them off her hips. His hands explored the contours of her body. They stopped when they hit material. He hooked his thumbs under the lace material and smiled against her lips.
"What is it with you and the lace?" he teased.
"If you hate it so much, take it off," she tempted.
He happily obliged. He left her lips and kissed his way down her body until he was kneeling in front of her. She gasped when his hands made their way around her body and cupped her ass, but his lips never left her stomach. He glanced up at her and with a wink, he rolled the last of the material on her body off. He lifted each foot, helping her step out of the panties. His hands traveled up her legs to her inner thighs. She shook a little, not sure what he was going to do next. She was slightly disappointed when he slowly rose to his feet. One hand was on her back and the other was…
Lorelai gasped when he inserted a finger into her body. He began moving it in and out, rubbing the palm of his hand against her clit. He inserted another finger. And another. One hand worked between her legs, the other on her back for support, and all the while, his eyes never left hers. Lorelai buried her face into Luke's shoulder as she came closer to climax. The hand that was on her lower back was now holding her against his body. He moved his hand between her legs faster until she met her release. She bit down on his shoulder as she did, then fell helplessly into his arms.
He put his arm under her butt and carried her to the bed, gently laying her down. After getting back her strength and her breath, she propped herself up on her elbows and stared at Luke. He unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants, letting them drop to the floor. He stood in front of her with his hands on his hips. "What are you waiting for?" she asked half-jokingly.
He laughed. "Alright, ready or not…" he dropped his boxers and kicked out of them.
Lorelai's eyes widened. The rumors about his…manliness did him no justice. He was all of what they said and then some. She was just going to have to test the stamina theory and boy was she going to enjoy doing so. She wrapped her hand around his erection, satin and steel in her hands. He shut his eyes as she slowly moved her hand down the length of his base, then back up again. She knelt on the edge of the bed so she was eye level with him as her hand pumped away. He pulled her face toward his for a fierce kiss. He pulled away as his breathing became ragged due to the increasing pace of her hand. He let out a groan as he came in her hand.
They kissed as Luke brought them down the mattress. He pushed himself up and looked at the woman lying beneath him. He couldn't get over how remarkably beautiful she was and how unbelievably lucky he was to be with her. "Hey," he called softly. She looked up at him. "Keep your eyes on mine."
He wanted to remember everything about this night. He wanted to remember the look in her eyes as he entered her body the first time, her reaction to his every thrust, and how she looked as he brought her over the edge. Lorelai nodded, understanding his request without needed to ask. She too wanted to remember these things and share in the memories.
He grabbed a condom from the side table and slipped it on before he slowly started to impale her. She found it hard to keep her eyes open now. Her body painfully stretched to accommodate him. He was hands down the largest man she'd been with. She was gripping the sheets beside her with dear life as he continued his slow entrance. He was half way in when he noticed she was biting down on her lip and he immediately became concerned.
"Hey, you ok?" he asked. She nodded, unable to speak. "Did I hurt you? Should I stop?" She shook her head. "You sure?" When she nodded, he filled her completely. They fit perfectly together like pieces of a puzzle.
He held his position to allow her body to get used to his size. He stayed that way until he got a signal from Lorelai it was ok to move. She wrapped her long legs around his waist and pulled him closer, telling him to move. He immediately began to move within her. He was rewarded with light gasps from Lorelai the first few times he slid in and out of her. His movements soon began to quicken and she matched him thrust for thrust, never breaking eye contact.
There was something both wildly romantic and exciting about staring into your partner's eyes as you made love. Maybe it was because there was no where to hide. Any emotions and feelings they had at that moment were being projected through their eyes. They both knew what the other was feeling and it enticed them even more.
Lorelai was moaning and rambling something Luke couldn't understand. He took that as a good sign. If you get a woman to speak in tongues while you're making love to her and she's not possessed, then you've gotta be doing something right. Lorelai was getting louder so he must have been doing it very right. Luke started moving faster, fueled by Lorelai's moaning. He was afraid she wouldn't be able to keep up at first. Not only did she keep up, but she encouraged him to quicken the pace. He never was one to turn down a beautiful woman. He was moving at such a furious pace and moving so deep within her, she thought she was going to break in two.
Their bodies felt like they were on fire. There were beads of sweat rolling down his forehead and his body and she had begun to chant his name. She was close and so was he. With each "Oh Luke" that escaped her lips, he matched her with a "God Lorelai" of his own. Lorelai screamed out his name at the top of her lungs as she orgasmed. That was enough to bring Luke over the edge, calling out her name as he did. He rode out the aftershocks before collapsing on top of her. He buried his face in her neck, kissing it a few times before rolling beside her. Lorelai whimpered when he pulled out of her, making him laugh. He turned his head to look at her and smiled. He placed a hand on her cheek and brought her face to his. Lorelai eagerly returned the kiss thinking, God I can do this forever.
Present Day
"Ah jeez," Luke said in a satisfied tone as he rolled off Lorelai.
"Oh my God," Lorelai stated with a smile. "That was…"
"Ah jeez."
"I was going to say amazing, but that works too," Lorelai laughed. She let out a content sigh. "I almost forgot how incredible we are. It's been what? Six months?"
"Five months, three weeks, six days, twenty-one hours, and…" Luke glanced at the clock on the table. "Thirteen minutes."
"But who's counting?" Luke laughed. Lorelai snuggled up closer to Luke, entangling her legs with his and resting her head on his chest. "This was amazing."
"It was beyond amazing."
"What's beyond amazing?"
"Perfect."
Lorelai smiled as she kissed his chest. "It was perfect." Luke smiled and kissed the top of her head. "So…"
"So…"
"You wanna do it again?"
"I thought you'd never ask." Luke rolled onto Lorelai, making her giggle. They pushed obvious questions and concerns to the back of their minds. They both knew they were going to have to talk about what tonight meant sometime, but tonight wasn't that night. Tonight they were lovers again, husband and wife, reliving the joys and love they shared.
1984
Luke was lying on his back with Lorelai snugly in his arms beside him. He slowly ran his fingertips up and down her spine, every once and a while being rewarded with a moan. He would have liked doing what they were doing twenty minutes ago, but this was nice too. He was quite surprised to find out not only could she keep up with his overbearing libido, but had one to match his. For the first time, he actually felt content after sex.
"Luke," Lorelai called softly.
"Hm?" Luke replied.
"Did you…um…plan this?"
"What?"
He could hear and feel her taking a deep breath. "You didn't bring me here to…"
Luke immediately sat, realizing what she was suggesting. "Oh my God. You think I brought you up here to get you into bed?"
"I don't know," Lorelai said as she sat up, covering herself with the thin bed sheet. "You say you want to take me away for four days and then you bring me here- to this romantic getaway- where you serve me red wine and feed me this amazing pasta...oh my God. What was in that pasta anyway? It was…"
"You're getting sidetracked." And he was getting irritated. "And I thought it was romantic!"
"It was romantic! But…what about the condoms? That's a brand new box."
"Lorelai, I brought you here because I wanted this weekend to be special. It's our first Valentine's Day together and I wanted it to be romantic. I told you earlier, this cabin is really special to me and I wanted you to share in that feeling. I wanted it to be special for us, but for an entirely different reason. I wanted us to make memories. Memories of us. And yes, I went out and bought a box of condoms in case…I wasn't expecting anything to happen. But if something did, I wanted to be prepared."
Lorelai sighed and buried her face in his neck. "I feel like an idiot. Luke, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to accuse you of anything or upset you. I just thought…you have to admit, it does seem like you were trying to get lucky."
He tilted her chin up with his finger. "I was lucky the day I met you." He kissed her lips lightly. "Or did you not notice the open seat across the room in the waiting room that day?"
"What?" she asked, a smile playing on her face.
"When I walked in, someone had just been called for a room and there was a seat right in front of me, but the one I wanted was beside you. I want to be beside you for the rest of my life."
"You're a great smooth talker Danes." She kissed him and they laid down again. "So when you say you want to be beside me the rest of your life, are you hinting something?"
"Like what?"
"What's that I hear? Oh, wedding bells?"
"I'm not proposing to you right this second. But is it such a bad idea of me asking you?"
"No," Lorelai smiled. "Not a bad idea at all."
"So if I asked…"
"If I was asked to marry someone a year ago, I would have said no. But if you asked me tomorrow- since we've established you're not asking right this second- there's a possibility I would say yes."
"Why? What's the difference between me and Christopher?"
"I didn't love Christopher like I love you. I don't think I ever, truly loved him." Luke liked that answer. He pulled her close and she started to trace circles on his arm. "You know what would go great right here?"
"What?"
"A tattoo."
Next time on "The Broken Road": In 1985- Word of Luke and Lorelai's weekend together spreads like wildfire. Richard goes to Stars Hollow to hire William for a project and unknowingly meets his daughter's boyfriend. Present Day- On the day of Danny's death anniversary, Luke and Lorelai have to deal with old friends and townspeople coming to their door and keeping them from being intimate. Rory takes Jess somewhere special.
A/N: First of all, I'd like to thank everyone for their well wishes. My family's slowly recovering. Because of what it would cost to fly me and my siblings alone to the Philippines (To javarox- yes, I'm filipino, but I don't act, talk, and only look a little filipino), we decided to stay here. As always, I appreciate the reviews. I heard from all my loyals, whom I love to hear from, and there were a few newbies, who I was so happy to hear from I was going to do a back flip for until I remembered I don't know how to do a back flip. There's a first time for everything and as of Friday October 28, I got my first bad review. I'm going into ranting mode, so hold your horses folks. If you don't like my story, then don't read it. Duh. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure that out. I never said they were only mourning Danny. I emphasized Danny's death because it's the key to the story. If he had survived the car crash, Luke and Lorelai wouldn't be going through the separation because his death along with the last miscarriage was the final breaking point. And speaking of the miscarriages, it's called determination. You may not know someone that would go through that, but I do. My aunt had 15 miscarriages before she got her daughter and later her son. Chapter 23 Lorelai was written to honor my aunt. And doctors can only advise. They can't stop you from trying to have the family you want. So again, if you don't like my story, don't read it. And end rant! Thank you and goodnight!
