Shipmates

Chapter 7 - Movie Night

Pairing: Rory/Paris (slash)

Rating: T

Authors Note: Here it is, another chapter, but I grow bored of the location, maybe the voyage is coming to an end…but never fear, there will be a sequel, although I have no plans. It will probably be set mostly in Stars Hollow, right after this. Maybe an alternate 3rd season while I'm at it…

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Rory was still kissing Paris an hour later, when Mary and Jenna walked in. They were sprawled out on the bed, and hadn't noticed the other girls' entrance.

"Ooh, hot. Got room for one more?" She said, sitting on the bed next to the two.

"No." Paris replied quickly, not halting her assault on Rory's lips.

Jenna stood uncomfortably in the doorway, and Rory's manners wouldn't allow her to let the girl to be uneasy. She pulled away from the hot blonde, who promptly groaned in frustration.

"Hey, Jenna right?" She asked kindly. The girl nodded, looking like she was on the verge of running, yet intrigued at the exact same time.

"Come on in." Paris said hospitably from her new position on the complete opposite side of the room as Mary.

Jenna hesitated, then her curiosity got the best of her as she stepped inside, closing the door behind her.

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The girls stared at the television, eyes wide in terror, as the killer mauled yet another victim. Rory clutched the blonde girl next to her, periodically hiding her face against Paris' arm. Despite being scared herself, whenever Rory moved against her, she could not contain her grin, pulling the girl even closer. Every once in a while, their eyes would meet, and they would lean in for a brief kiss, although very careful to keep it chaste.

Paris was really hoping the other girls would end this movie thing soon, because she wanted nothing more to ravish the blue eyed beauty.

As the movie credits started to roll, Mary sat up. "So ladies, got plans for the ret of the evening, or would you like the pleasure of my company a little longer, say maybe for a few more hours?" She winked suggestively. "I could show you guys a few things…I doubt that you two have had much experience."

Paris glared hatefully, but said nothing.

Mary laughed, but let it go. Jenna looked supremely uncomfortable.

Rory stood up. "Jenna, you're welcome to stay, but Mary please get out." She walked to the door, and stood beside it, holding it open, her arms crossed.

Mary didn't budge, but Jenna started towards the door. "Umm, it was nice meeting you Rory." She left, then popped her head back in a split second later. "You know Mary, you're a real bitch," then she was gone.

Mary stood, for once complying with their wishes. Without a word, she was gone.

Paris stared at the floor, unable to meet Rory's eyes. After a few minutes of mutual avoidance, Rory cleared her throat.

Paris looked up, instantly regretting the action. Rory had moved closer to the blonde, and Paris was still embarrassed by her inability to dispute Mary's attack.

"Paris, what's wrong? Mary is just trying to make you uncomfortable, don't let her get to you."

"But she was right. I've never been…you know…with anyone."

"So what Paris? Neither have I, and I'm not really worried about it. When its right for both of us, we'll know." She closed the gap between them, pulling Paris tight to her in a crushing embrace. "Don't let her get to you. She's totally not worth it." They stayed that way for a while, not speaking, just being together, Paris' head nestled in the crook of Rory's neck, breathing in a scent that was uniquely her.

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They somehow managed to break apart long enough to get ready for bed. Paris was already settled in, reading something, when Rory came out of the bathroom.

Despite what she told Paris earlier, she herself was quite nervous. She'd never been intimate with anyone, much less another girl. As she stared at Paris, she realized it didn't matter, that they could be new to this together.

She slid into bed next to the blonde and Paris didn't look up from the paper she was reading.

"Okay, this paper really sucks. I'm going to need a better argument for this stupid project." She threw the paper spitefully, but it simply fluttered gently to the ground somewhere around the middle of the room. "I have a bad paper headache now," she grumbled.

"Aww, Paris." Rory slid closer to her, and rubbed her back. "Here, relax." She moved to her shoulders, gently massaging the tight muscles there. Paris moaned slightly, leaning back into Rory slightly, all tension leaving her body. Tentatively, Rory stroked down her back, reveling in the way Paris' body responded to her touch.

Paris was lost in the touch of Rory's delicate fingers. She arched her back, shrieking in enjoyment as Rory hit a particularly sensitive spot. She leaned back into Rory completely. Paris smiled as she felt the other girl plant feather light kisses along her neck, pausing only long enough to brush the long blonde hair out of the way.

Paris turned around, now face to face with Rory, but the other girl had different plans. She pushed Paris on to the bed, lying completely on top of her, never stopping the series of kisses along Paris' collarbone. The blonde's hands swept through Rory's soft locks, eyes closed tightly. In a bold move, Paris reversed their positions.

Surprised to find herself now underneath the hot blonde she had been laying on, Rory's eyes popped back open, finding herself staring into Paris' sparkling brown eyes.

"Hey, illegal move from the opposition!" Rory protested, only to have her cries drowned out by Paris' hot mouth on hers. The brunette rested her hands on Paris' back, kissing her with passion. Deepening the kiss, Rory opened her mouth slightly. Paris nervously followed her lead, having never done it before.

The tip of Rory's tongue danced lightly across Paris bottom lip, before timidly entering the other girls mouth. Paris let out a small groan, and Rory pulled her down closer, nearly suffocating them both, but they were too busy to notice.

Paris was beyond her nervousness now. She met Rory's passion with her own, rolling them on to their sides, so she could wrap her arm around the brunette's slight waist. Rory threw her leg over Paris' to pull them tight together.

After a few more minutes over their continual passion, the two broke apart, knowing that if they kept at it much longer, they would be taking it too far, something neither one of them was comfortable with. For now they would be content to just snuggle, kissing occasionally, but keeping the contact light and playful.

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Author's note: Short, I know, but it was a logical ending and I liked this chapter like it was. See? And a happy ending to this one. Hey, the next chapter will probably be the last, so I hope you will all join me in it's sequel when its over…

Next Chapter: All Good Things Come to an End…Or Do They?