AN: So I'm sorry about the lack of updates lately. I'm trying. This one is more fluff but drives the storyline I'm still working on (you thought the miscarriage was the end? Ha. You jest!) a little bit futher
Sex on the floor is bad for your back
Two weeks later in the wee hours of the morning, daylight was just barely streaming through the windows when Luke woke up. He smiled when he noticed that most of Lorelai's body was covering his own. Her head was resting on his chest along with her left hand, and one of her legs was thrown across his. Her hair was all over the place and some of it was on his face. He brushed it away and tucked it behind her ear. She stirred as he rand his hand through her hair and she shifted, tilting her face up towards him. He froze; it was much to early for her to get up.
She opened her eyes and blinked slowly. She wrinkled her nose and rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand.
"What time is it?" she asked, her voice husky with sleep.
"Early. Go back to sleep." He said, kissing her forehead.
"Mmmmkay." She said, burying her face back into his neck. She mumbled something incoherent into his neck.
"What?" he asked.
"Happy moving day." She said again, kissing his neck lightly as she drifted back to sleep.
It still amazed him that in as little as a few months they'd managed to get all the renovations on the house completed. Tom's team was awesome and incredibly efficient. It also helped that Luke took care of some of the smaller projects himself. The landscaping in the back yard wasn't quite done due to the pool taking a little longer to finish because of rain. He slid his arm around Lorelai and ran his hand up and down her t-shirt clad back. They were moving into their house later on that morning, and they should be sleeping in their brand new house by that evening. A lot of the purchased furniture would be delivered around lunch, and until then they'd be moving clothes and dishes and other various items they'd spent the past two weeks packing up over to the house.
Luke smiled. Even after being together for going on two years, not including their two little mini-break ups, he felt like this step was a big one towards spending the rest of their lives together. Now they were taking their lives and melding them into one. He'd get to come home from work every night to their house, and have her there waiting on him…or at the very least have her coming home to him when she worked later than he did. He closed his eyes and let himself drift back off to sleep for a couple more hours.
"Luuuuuke. Get uuuuup. It's moving day!" Lorelai said, bouncing on the bed a little. Luke opened his eyes slowly and rubbed them with the back of his hand.
"Going back to sleep was a bad idea." He said. He'd slept three and a half hours since he'd woken up to find himself under a blanket of Lorelai and it was now 8:45, a respectable time to get up according to Lorelai.
She looked like a giddy six year old ready to open presents on Christmas morning. Her bed-head was wilder than he'd seen it in a long time, her curls pointing in every single different direction and falling all in her face. Her huge t-shirt swallowed her hole and made her look even more like a little kid. She grabbed his hand and pulled him into a sitting position.
"Get up! Get a shower! We gotta start moving!" Lorelai said, bouncing again.
"You shower first. I'll make coffee." He said, Lorelai quickly showered and put on jeans and a light long sleeved t-shirt. March was beginning to morph into April and it was warmer outside, but still on occasion the wind blew past with a slight nip to it. She stuck her feet in socks and tennis shoes and went down to the kitchen.
"Not going to shower?" she asked, coming up behind him and sliding her hands around his waist. She leaned into his back and rubbed lazy circles on his chest where her hands had wound up.
"There's no point really. I'm just going to get sweaty while we move stuff in anyway, so I'll just take one later." He said. Lorelai wrinkled her nose, but assumed there was some method to his madness and gladly accepted the cup of coffee he had in his hands when he turned around.
She drank her coffee while he went upstairs and changed. She looked around at the parts of the house she could see from her chair at the table and smiled. She had thought she'd be sad to be leaving, and she was a little. But she also knew this was the beginning of something huge for the both of them…and she couldn't wait to see where they wound up.
"Ready?" Luke asked, snapping her out of her day dream. She nodded and rinsed out her coffee cup before putting it in a box with the rest of them.
"Lorelai!" Luke reprimanded her sharply.
"Whaaaat?" she asked, turning around putting her hands on her hips. "We're going to have to wash them all anyway when we get there. They'll have box all over them." Luke threw up his hands and went and opened the front door.
"I'll get some boxes!" she called as she went into Rory's room. They were going to empty the bedrooms first, then the kitchen, and then everything else so that at least they could sleep at the new house tonight if they didn't get everything moved over. It wasn't crucial that Rory's things be moved so early, but Lorelai didn't want to leave her stuff behind.
She picked up the first box she saw and grimaced at the weight. Books. She carried it out to the front yard where she passed it off to Luke.
"God, what the hell is in here? Rocks?"
"About 1/80th of Rory's books."
"Ah. Hey, don't pick up any more of the heavy ones. Let me do that."
"I'm not an invalid Luke."
"I know, but still, don't strain yourself okay?"
"Okay I promise" she called as she went back into the house. She stacked two smaller boxes on top of each other and carried them out to the truck where she stacked them in the passenger seat.
Slowly they managed to empty Rory's room of boxes and get them all into both cars.
"At this rate, it's going to take at least 5 more trips."
"Well we have all day."
"Good point."
They drove the cars over to the house and parked in the street so that the delivery guys could park in the driveway to unload the furniture. Lorelai grabbed two of the smaller boxes out of the back of the Jeep and carried them up to the door, which she unlocked, and then inside.
"Hey! Should we put this stuff in her room or wait until we get the furniture in there?" Lorelai called out to Luke who was coming up the walk with one of the boxes of books.
"Just go ahead and throw them in the room. She doesn't have that much furniture to bring over so it should be fine." Luke said. Lorelai picked her boxes and deftly climbed the stairs. From what she could see the house looked amazing. She'd been back once in the past two weeks while they were painting the office and replacing the banister, but she hadn't seen the house in completion yet. She pushed open the door to Rory's room and sat her two boxes in the corner. The room was a soft blue with lighter carpet that would work well with the stuff already in her room. An entire wall was made up of a built in desk and built in bookshelves to house the books she'd left at home.
Luke came in and sat his box against one of the bookshelves and jerked his head towards the door.
"We've got a lot more to unload."
"Do you think she's gonna like it?" Lorelai asked.
"She'll love it."
"I mean I know she's not going to be here much, especially now that she's getting married but…she needs her own room when she is home." Lorelai said.
"I know, and if I didn't agree I wouldn't have had them build the bookshelves." He said, taking her hand to lead her back out to the car to unload more boxes.
By noon when the delivery guys came they'd managed to get the majority of the boxes from the master bedroom in the old house transferred into the new one. The truck the delivery guys brought was huge, but Lorelai guessed it had to be with all the new furniture they'd bought for the house. Lorelai was certain they'd put themselves in debt with all the purchases but Luke had assured her they hadn't. She delegated where things went downstairs as Luke delegated upstairs.
The movers brought in the office furniture first, the huge wrap around desk and desk chairs fit perfectly into the room. They leaned the large mirror for the entryway against the wall in the office so that it wouldn't get broken in all the hustle and bustle.
The bedroom furniture was Lorelai's favorite. She and Luke had spent hours searching for the perfect set in furniture show rooms in both New York and Connecticut before finding it in a small chain outside of New Haven. The bed was a huge king sized four poster bed in dark walnut, so dark it was almost black. All of the accent pieces were identical in color and all fit into the room beautifully. They'd had yet another built in bookcase installed in one corner of the room along the wall of windows. The movers brought in all the basic bedroom furniture and then the chairs and rug and small table for the "reading area" by the bookshelf. They'd probably only use it a handful of times but it was still nice to have. Lorelai smiled as she looked around the room. Once all of their things were put in it would look even better. She had bought a brand new comforter set to go with the new bed and she had made new curtains to go in the room. She'd made the curtains for a lot of the rooms actually.
The dining room was a different story than the rest of the house, it already had their "new" dining room table and chairs in it but they hadn't been brought in with the moving crew. Luke had revealed to Lorelai a few days earlier that he had his family's old dining room table in storage and that it was in good condition, and asked if she wanted to use it in their house. She'd said yes on the spot, not caring what the table looked like because it'd add even more sentiment to the house.
The table worked perfectly with the house, it was a dark maple, beautifully crafted and carved and the chairs matched. It would work great for any dinner parties they chose to throw and big family meals thanks to the 10 chairs that surrounded it. Lorelai couldn't fathom why a family of four had had such a large dining room table, and Luke hadn't really had an explanation either, but they had the table and here it sat.
Two hours later they had signed the delivery papers and tipped the boys handsomely. Luke was standing in the foyer obviously in deep thought when Lorelai walked up behind him and tapped him on the shoulder.
"Hmm?" he asked, jarring from his train of thought.
"We've still got stuff to get back at the house if we want to stay here tonight." She said simply.
"I know, lets go get this done." He said smiling. They set off back to their cars to make their fourth trip of the day to get more boxes. Lorelai loaded the rest of the bedroom boxes into the Jeep along with all of their bathroom things, towels, and the new linens for the bed. Luke managed to get all of the kitchen boxes in the truck and a few random ones from the living room, most of them full of pictures and knickknacks.
They unloaded the cars back at the house and Luke set about unpacking the kitchen while Lorelai worked on the bedroom.
She cut the plastic off the mattress and laid out the mattress topper and mattress pad before spreading out the crème colored sheets across the mattress. She ran her hand over them, smoothing them out, and tucking them in tightly. She'd had the thought to wash them the day before so they smelled okay to sleep on. She pulled the big satin chocolate brown comforter out of the box it had come in. She spread it over the bed and ran her hand along it. It looked great with the bedroom set, she had known that it would. She stuffed the pillows into the new pillow cases and sat them on the bed in the proper order. She unpacked all of their bathroom stuff into the bathroom, piling towels in the linen closet and putting their shampoos and soaps and other various shower items in the shower. She pulled a black and white picture out of the box and sat it on the counter and smiled.
She'd seen so many people with pictures of their kids in the tub in black and white in their bathrooms, so she figured they needed one too. The picture was of Rory when she was just old enough to enjoy a bath. Bubbles covered her pudgy little legs and her hair stuck straight up in a sharks fin type deal. She was laughing and clapping her hands, and Lorelai thought it looked perfect on the counter. She put the rest of the bathroom stuff where it went and then set about unpacking the rest of the room, and putting the curtains in the windows and books on the shelves.
It only took her another forty-five minutes to unpack everything and the last touch she put on the room was a copy of the picture of the two of them on her desk at work on the bookshelf along with some pictures of her and Rory. She smiled and pushed the door to the bedroom open and wandered into the kitchen.
"Hey, I ordered pizza. I was out getting the last box out of the truck and met Joe in the driveway. I was just about to come get you. All done?" he said, putting the pizza boxes on the counter.
"Yep. Our room is now ready to be slept in." She said, opening the boxes. "Mmm yummy."
Luke reached into the fridge and pulled out a bottle of wine, and then pulled two freshly washed wine glasses out of the sink.
"Why Mr. Danes, when did you become such a wine fan?"
"I didn't. But you like it. And this occasion calls for wine." He said, setting the glasses on the counter. She pulled two plates out of the cabinet, after being pointed to which one held the plates by Luke, and she motioned for him to follow her. She carried the plates and pizza out onto the deck and sat them on the glass patio table that had been delivered with the rest of the furniture that day.
"Good choice." Luke said, sitting the wine on the table. She went back inside and grabbed two water bottles for them to drink with the pizza.
"We'll save the wine for after." She said.
He nodded and pulled a chair out for her and took the one next to her at the head of the table. She pushed open the first box of pizza and pulled out a slice. "Hey now, slow down." He said as she stuffed what looked like half the slice in her mouth.
"Sorry, starving." She said through a mouthful of cheese.
They ate slowly, talking about the house and what they still had to unpack and do over the next couple of days.
"The pool guys are coming to fill the pool tomorrow." Luke told her.
"Can't we just stick a hose in it?" Lorelai asked
"No. They have to do a whole bunch of chemical type stuff to it. You'd think we could just stick a hose in it." He said, cracking a smile at her.
They finished off their respected slices and Lorelai stood up and walked over to the railing of the deck. She leaned against it and looked out over the yard, drumming her fingers against the railing.
"Penny for your thoughts." Luke said behind her, she turned around slowly and smiled. She hoisted herself up on the railing and then took the wine glass he held out to her. She moved so he could slide up in front of her and rest his elbows on her thighs, holding her securely around her back.
"Are you concerned for my safety or are you using this as an excuse to cop a feel?" She asked, grinning coyly.
"Mmm both." He said after a minute or two of consideration. "So what were you thinking about?"
She pursed her lips and took a sip of wine. She sat her glass on the railing and ran her hands through his hair, playfully messing it up. "I was just thinking about today."
"What about it?"
"Just that…we're in our house. Not my house or your apartment, but our house. It's just a little…weird."
"Good weird or bad weird?
"Is there such a thing as a good weird?"
"I think so."
"Good weird. Definatley good weird. Well not even weird, just different…in a good way."
"I concur."
Lorelai leaned foreward and rested her forehead on top of his head as he languidly slid his hands up and down the outside of her thighs.
"I am so stinkin' tired." She mumbled into his hair, and then lifted her face to rest her chin on his head.
"Me too. And…this is only comfortable for one of us and it isn't me." Luke said, moving out from under her. She finished the last of her wine and hopped off the railing when he moved away.
"I'm gonna take a shower and then we get to sleep in our room for the first time." Luke said, picking up the pizza box. Lorelai grabbed the cups and plates and carried them all inside, stacking the dishes in the sink before going back outside and getting the wine bottle. She put it in the fridge and then went into the bedroom.
She heard the water running in the bathroom, a little bit of steam filtering out from under the door, and resisted the urge to go jump in the shower with him.
She knew if it were possible to die from a lack of sex, she and Luke would be the first to go.
She suddenly had a brilliant beyond brilliant idea, if she did say so herself.
She scurried into the closet and dug around in a box marked "Lorelai's Junk" in Luke's familiar scrawl. After a few minutes of careful searching she found exactly what she had been looking for. She pulled a blanket out of another box and, checking that Luke was still in the shower, she spread it out on the floor in front of the fire place and proceeded to try and build and start a fire in it.
Luke had been in the shower for a solid twenty minutes when he realized he should probably save some hot water for Lorelai. He stepped out of the shower, dried off and pulled on the clothes he'd brought into the bathroom with him. He ran the towel over his hair a couple times and brushed his teeth before pushing the bathroom door open. He almost lost it in laughter at what he saw when he stepped into the bedroom.
Across the room was Lorelai, dressed in nothing but a tiny blue teddy, matching panties, and a smile probably, bent over trying to light the fire in the fire place. He stifled a laugh and then walked into the room.
"Need some help?" He asked, making her jump.
"Augh dammit. I was trying to be all romantic." She said, stamping her foot in frustration.
"Here. Let me." He said, crossing the rest of the way towards her and taking the lighter out of her hand. He crouched down and lit the fire within a few seconds.
"Well I got it warmed up for you." She said, putting her hands on her hips.
"Sure. Now what's this," he said gesticulating wildly with his hands, "all about. Not that I'm complaining but…"
"It's just…our first night here. I want it to be special." She said, biting her lip and ducking her head.
"It's going to be special anyway. We're in our house. In our bedroom." He said, reaching out a hand, which she took, and pulling her closer. "We could have gone straight to bed and tonight still have been special."
"Softie." She said under her breath.
"Sorry, I didn't catch that." He said, tickling the sides of her ribs where his hands were currently.
She broke into laughter, squirming and trying to get away. "Okay okay! I'm sorry!" she cried. He stopped tickling her and cupped her face with both hands. She leaned her cheek into his hand and sighed. She stood on her toes and lightly smushed her lips against his. His hands slid down from her face and rested on the curve of her hips, his thumbs rubbing idle circles just above. She snaked her arms around his neck and ran her fingers through his still damp hair.
He pulled back from the kiss and stared at her.
"Sure you don't wanna shower first?"
"Positive. That'd be pointless cause…"
"I walked right into that one. Don't even." He said, pulling her back in for another kiss. She slowly lowered herself down to the blanket, forcing him to follow her. He laid down beside her and stroked her side while the kiss intensified. She nipped at his lower lip before pressing her tongue into his mouth, ellicting a soft moan from both of them. One her her hands traced the line of his jaw while the other one rest on his chest.
The feel of the satin of the teddy rubbing up and down her side on top of the feeling of Luke's hands on her was driving her up the wall.
Luke wanted to rip her clothes off and have his way with her right there, but he knew it was in both of their best interest to go slow. She slid her hands up his shirt and pulled back so he could put his arms over his head and she could pull the shirt off. She threw it haphazardly across the room and her hands immediately went back to exploring his chest, drawing random patterns across his pecs and her fingers twirling through his light smattering of chest hair.
He started to slide his hands under her teddy and stopped himself. He pulled back from where he'd been teasing her neck and stared at her.
"Hey…" he said
"Hi…."
"You're sure. Right? We don't have to. You know that."
"I know. I'm sure."
He smiled and went back to what he was doing. He pulled her teddy off over her head, leaving her clad only in the matching teal sorry-excuse for panties. He kissed down her neck and across her clavicle and then down her chest and to her belly button. He kissed in a circle around her belly button, blowing a soft raspberry on her stomach making her giggle. He looked up and smiled at her. She put her hands on his shoulders and pulled him up to kiss him again, lips immediately parting and tongues dueling immediately.
She slid her hands down his chest and pushed them past the elastic waistband of his sweatpants. He slid out of them and kicked them across the room, the rest of their clothes soon following.
They flipped at some point during the removal of all of the clothing. Lorelai grinned wickedly as she ground her pelvis against him, enjoying the moan that escaped Luke thoroughly. She slid slowly and seductively down his body, letting his mind wander just to the brink of what he thought she might be doing, and then suddenly reversing direction and grinning wickedly.
"Tease." He muttered before shifting and rolling them over again. It was his turn to play dirty. He slid his hands slowly down her arms and then moving to her hips slid them back up to her breasts. He simply rest his hands on them like a young teenager freaked out by the thought of touching his girlfriends boobs for the first time. He dipped down and kissed her soundly before kissing his way across her jaw and nipping and sucking her skin down to the hollow of her throat. She moaned and arched her back, pushing herself into his hands.
"Bossy." He said, kissing her again and then finally relenting to getting down to business. After a few minutes she wrapped one of her long legs around his waist and he brought his gaze back up to hers. They locked eyes and both knew at that exact moment there was no more time for foreplay.
They lay there, both sprawled on their backs, still breathing hard and trying to catch their breath.
"Uh…wow?" she panted, rolling over to face him, her hair plastered to her neck and sweat running down her chest. Luke grunted in response.
"Oh, that's all it was to you? Worth a grunt?" she said feigning disgust and anger.
"Can't…sentences…aughhhhhh…." He retorted.
She grinned and rolled over on her side to face him and dance her fingers up his chest.
"You're amazing." He said, catching her hand with his and kissing her fingers.
"No you're amazing."
"Are we gonna stay here on the floor tonight or are we gonna break in that new bed?" he asked.
"Well, I'm a little tired, we might have to save the breaking in for another night but we can sleep in it." She said grinning.
He stood up off the now sweat covered blanket and reached out a hand to her. He hauled her off the floor and she went into the closet and dug out some clothes to sleep in. She slipped into them and crawled across the huge bed to her "side" and started throwing the decorative pillows on the floor.
"These things are so damn pointless." Luke said, throwing the ones on his side off.
"But they're pretty." She retorted. "Victory!" she proclaimed, reaching the normal pillows and sliding under the covers.
"Agh, shit. Forgot to take out my eyes." She said, throwing off the covers and going into the bathroom and taking out her contacts.
She came back into the bedroom, shutting off the bathroom light behind her. She climbed into bed and scooted over close to Luke. She tilted her face up to his and kissed him soundly.
"I love you." He said, breaking away from the kiss.
"I love you too" she said. She turned to put her back to him and he pulled her into him in a comfortable spooning position.
The next morning Lorelai stretched and slowly opened her eyes. It took her a second to figure out where the hell she was, but once she realized it she was suddenly more focused on the searing pain through all of her muscles.
"Oh my God…" she groaned. Luke stirred beside her.
"What?" he croaked.
"Either moving or sex has killed all of my muscles."
"It's probably a combination of all of the above." He said sitting up and rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand. "We should get up. We've still got a lot to do."
"Ughhh no." she said, falling back into her pillow and pulling the covers over her head.
"Come on. I'll make coffee." He said, the bed bouncing a little as he got up. She groaned but inwardly smiled. It was their first morning in their house…she wasn't going to miss a moment of it.