A/N: yea, there is some Trory action in here for you guys. : )
Rating: T for teen seeing as it does get a little detailed.
Disclaimer: All I have is pocket change.
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"Tasha, Brad, Danielle, and Mike, I'd like you all to meet Tristan."
They all waved a hello.
"Tristan, these are a few of my friends." She giggled when he wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her neck.
"It's nice to meet you guys." His low voice made her back vibrate and she sighed. God, she had missed him. Even if their relationship had been in the early stages of friendship years ago she was completely comfortable in his arms. He turned her around and with that infamous smirk on his face asked, "Care to dance Mare?"
"Yes please." He took her hand in his and pulled her onto the dance floor.
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Just as they walked out onto the floor a new song started. He pulled her in and they easily began to gyrate to the song, her hips grinding softly against his. He pushed his thigh between her legs and prayed to god that he wouldn't lose it as she moved even closer, if that was possible.
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Tasha watched with interest. The energy between them was strong enough to be tangible as the song started.
She sighed. If only she were single. She would be all over him, but only if Rory hadn't been interested of course, and she obviously was. What was it that he had called her? Mare? Where did that name come from? She would have to find out later.
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He couldn't take it anymore. "Rory…" his voice was soft and pleading.
She instantly stopped moving. "Yea?" she stifled a laugh "You can wait."
He closed his eyes and tried to breath 'think of bunnies and ice cream.' "Lets go get a drink."
Rory nodded and went back to sit with her friends.
He was close behind, drink in hand. He pulled up a chair and sat between Rory and Danielle.
Rory's hand found his knee under the table and traced soft circles into it. She was slowly driving him insane. She had always been the only one that could make him go crazy and still hold the reins. She was also the only girl he had ever fallen for. He smiled and took a sip of his drink.
"So Tristan, how do you know Rory?"
"We've known each other since high school."
Tasha smiled at Rory. She could instantly tell that Tristan held her heart in his hand. One squeeze…she would be destroyed. "Tristan," she said. "Can I speak to you for a moment?"
He nodded. "Be right back Mare." He kissed her hand and then followed Tasha out the door.
"Let me get one thing strait with you." Tasha glared. "You even think about hurting her and your hanger is, as we say, dearly departed."
"This is the 'she's-my-friend-hurt-her-you-die' speech isn't it?"
"Yes, and I don't joke around about this kind of thing, trust me."
He nodded. "I wouldn't do anything to hurt her, I've been on love with her since the day I saw her smile."
"Then welcome to the family." She smiled. "Your going to eventually hear this speech from all of us at one time or another, and you will be watched when we're around. She had it hard when her ex. decided to split. So just…be easy on her."
"Trust me."
She nodded and went back inside, leaving him to stand by himself.
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Rory quickly said her goodbyes and left the bar. He didn't notice as Rory snuck up behind him. "She gave you 'the talk' didn't she?"
He jumped at the sound of her voice and turned around. "Who was it that hurt you?" there was pain in his features.
"I-what?" she stopped moving toward him.
"She said your ex. split. Who was he and why." His hands turned to fists at the thought of somebody hurting her.
After sitting down on a bench she spoke. "That was really out of the blue." He sat down next to her and took her hand. "Well, I started dating a month or so after I didn't receive a letter from you." She paused for a breath. "His name was Jess Mariano, Lukes' nephew. We dated for two and a half years. I had told him that I loved him." Tristan squeezed her hand. "He didn't believe me, said that I was still in love with you." She smiled softly at him. "I really was in love with him, but he wouldn't listen. He left in the early morning for New York, where he currently lives. I haven't spoken to him since our fight. Tasha and the others rescued me from the pit I had been dropped into. Taught me to smile again. That's why they're so protective of me; we're really just a big family that helps each other out. I don't know what I would have done without them." Rory looked down at their entwined hands, unable to look up into his eyes.
"Rory…" Tristan brought her chin up with his hand to reassure her. "I would never hurt you. I would rather have my, as Tasha puts it, hanger cut off."
Rory giggled softly. "I never stopped loving you either Tristan."
"I love you too Rory." He pulled her into his lap amid much giggling and kissed her sweetly, the giggles transformed into a soft sigh as their tongues dueled.
His hands caressed her back as she played with the hair at the nape of his neck.
When she pulled away to catch her breath he immediately went on to trail wet kisses across her collarbone and down to the soft swell of her breasts and then back up to trace her angular jaw. Finally he took her bottom lip between his teeth and nibbled before kissing her on the lips again. She allowed him to enter her mouth again and he moaned at the taste of her, an apple margarita and a hint of mocha coffee.
His hands moved across her taught stomach and to her breasts. The brush of his fingers reaped a soft, hungry moan from the back of her throat. This was unlike anything she had ever felt in her entire life.
He reluctantly pulled away from her. "Rory, we have got to get out of here."
"I agree." Her breaths were shallow and irregular, as were his. "My dorm is closer than anything else."
He nodded and they moved to his car, a sleek convertible. She chuckled; it was the same one from high school. "Major flash back."
"Yea." He grunted.
Rory quickly jumped from the car and opened her dorm door. Tristan closed it behind them and took her in his arms again for a rough kiss. Neither cared if their lips were bruised.
They slowly moved for her room as clothes were undone. Tristan locked it behind them and pulled his shirt off desperately, it had gotten in the way. "Jesus Mare…I've missed you…" his voice was rough with want as he pulled her to him again.
To be continued…