Chapter 9

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AN: New chapter yay! I'm trying to update every week now, I don't want to fall behind again. Enjoy!

Rory woke up Sunday morning with sunlight shining through her window and Logan's strong arm draped over her waist as he spooned her from behind. They were tucked comfortably under the soft duvet comforter, clothed in nothing but boxers or Logan's shirt, respectively. Rory couldn't help but laugh at the fact that despite the enormous size of her bed, she and Logan had curled up together in the middle.

She felt him start to stir as he tucked his head in the crook of her neck and started kissing her. His hand moved from its place over her stomach, up to cup her breast. She laughed again when he gave it a light squeeze and ran his thumb over her nipple through the thin material of his shirt. "You're insatiable," she murmured, as neither one had even opened their eyes and he was already copping a feel. "And quite obsessed with my boobs, what's with that?" she added, making him chuckle.

"It's like Finn says; boobs are the best. Their kind of like a kid's favorite toy, they're really fun to play with," he said.

"And much like a kid's favorite toy, they will eventually end up in your mouth," she teased.

"Ace," he laughed and rolling her to face him. She placed her hands flat on his chest and aimed a kiss at him which landed on his jaw.

"Is it not true?" she asked, giggling as he started tickling her. He pushed his shirt up on her body and pinched her sides lightly but enough to make her squirm and laugh.

"It's very true," Logan said, giving her a mischievous smirk before disappearing under the covers. His lips and hands attacked her stomach, sending her into a fit of giggles. He moved further south, taking his actions to her hips and thighs, seeking out any ticklish spot she had. Rory had a permanent grin on her face as she continued to laugh uncontrollably. They were so caught up in Logan's ministrations they hadn't realized how close to the edge of the bed they had gotten. It was only when Rory tried to pull him up on top of her did they lose their balance and fall off the bed in an ungraceful heap, comforter and all.

Fortunately for Rory, Logan and the blanket broke her fall. Fortunately for Logan, he landed on the blanket and Rory wasn't all that heavy. He glanced down at her where she had her forehead against his chest, still giggling like crazy. "We fell off the bed," she laughed.

"Did we?" he asked, smirking.

"Looks like it," she nodded, playing along.

"How the hell did that happen? Your bed is huge," he said.

"Don't ask me, you're the one who rolled us off the bed," she shrugged.

"No way Ace, that was not me. You tried to pull me on top of you and then we fell," he defended.

"I think you're remembering it wrong," she said, shaking her head.

"Did you hit your head?" he asked, feigning concern.

"Haha," she deadpanned.

"Well, it is the only logical explanation for why you've forgotten," he said.

"Well, you're the one who hit the ground, maybe your hit your head," she countered.

"Touché Ace," he laughed. "So, you think we should get back in bed?"

"Nah, I'm pretty comfy," she said.

"Yeah, because you're on top of me," he laughed.

"Are you saying you don't like when I'm on top?" she pouted.

"Oh, trust me I love when you're on top," he said, kissing her neck. "But I can do a lot more when you're underneath me," he growled, rolling them over so she was in fact lying under him, her hair sprawled out on the floor.

"Hm, like what?" she asked.

"Like this," he said, dipping his head down to her neck. He placed a few kisses there before once again pushing his shirt up and kissing her mid rift.

"Mm I do like that, especially when you-." She gasped when Logan suddenly forced her legs apart, and his lips had made their way to the inside of her thighs. She bit down on her lip and stopped talking, not sure if anything coherent would come out at this point anyway. Logan lifted his head for a moment and took one look at his girlfriend who seemed determined not to make any noise. That's not going to happen, he thought. He was going to make her scream, make her lose all inhibition if it was the last thing he did. He returned his mouth to her creamy skin and trailed his tongue from her knee all the way up to her core.

Rory's breathing got heavier and she writhed under him in anticipation. His breath was hot on her skin and his hands gripped her thighs. She ran her hands through his hair and held on tight, fully expecting him to kiss her, to give her so much pleasure she would be capable of nothing but moaning his name. What she didn't expect was for him to pull his mouth off her completely and instead relocate his tongue to her chest. "Logan," she panted.

Logan practically ripped his shirt open, which she had buttoned up some time last night, sending buttons flying to the floor and exposing her breasts. Her breath hitched in her throat as his mouth latched onto her nipple and he proceeded to lick and lave the now sensitive peak. While he paid quite a bit of attention to 'his favorite toys' Rory squeezed her thighs together hard, trying to do something about the arousal Logan had created and promptly abandoned.

Feeling her press her legs together, Logan gently pried them apart again with his knee, preventing her from doing anything to assuage the need she was feeling. "Patience Ace," he whispered huskily, now giving his attention to her right breast.

"Logan," she moaned. "Please."

"Please what?" he asked. "You want me to kiss you? Right?"

"Hmm," she sighed as his kisses moved higher instead of lower like she wanted them to.

"Not here though?" he asked, kissing her lips.

"Lower, much, much lower," she said.

"Here?" he asked again, kissing the valley between her breasts. She tugged on his hair and he looked back at her. "Here?" He kissed her hipbone, dangerously close to the exact spot she wanted him. "No, I think you want it here." He finally made it all the way down and before she could say anything more than his name, Logan tossed her leg over his shoulder and gave her exactly what she wanted.

Rory gasped as his tongue entered her at the new angle. She knew Logan was… talented, but he seemed to get better and better each time and they done this quite a bit last weekend. She glanced at Logan as he went down on her, enjoying the view of his blonde hair while he pleasured her. It wasn't long before her eyes rolled back in her head and she was gripping him quite tightly. She thrusted her hips toward him, leading Logan to hold her hips down in order to get her to relax.

Logan was far from unaffected while he performed this act on her. He loved every pant, moan, and "Oh Logan," that came from her lips. He moved his hands off her hips when she seemed to relax a little, and back up to her breasts. He rolled each of her nipples between his thumb and forefinger while his full attention remained further south. Logan surprised her again, this time by taking her clit in his lips. "Oh! Logan! Oh, my god," she squeaked, panting for breath.

She wanted this pleasure to last as long as possible, but as soon as Logan took her clit in his mouth and suck harder she was a goner. Writhing as her blinding orgasm hit, Rory sighed and felt Logan pull his mouth off her. He came up to lie next to her and draped his arm over her stomach. "Holy shit," she laughed breathily, almost too weak to turn her head to look at him.

"You ok there, Ace?" he asked, kissing her shoulder.

"Hm, possibly," she sighed.

"Possibly?" he asked, smirking.

"Yeah. I'll be ok, you know if I ever find the strength to sit up or walk ever again," she said.

"Drama queen," he muttered.

"You did this mister," she said, motioning to her body.

"You're welcome," he said, smirking.

"So cocky," she said, shaking her head in amazement.

"You seem to enjoy my… cockiness," he teased.

"Ugh not like that," she whined, hitting his bicep. "Why do you make everything sound so dirty?"

"It's more fun that way," he shrugged, wrapping her snugly in his arms. He pulled her as close as possible and kissed her forehead. Rory grinned against him, her eyes fluttering closed.

"I don't ever wat to leave this room," she said softly.

"Me either," he sighed, resting his cheek on her hair.

"That would mean you have to put a shirt on," she said.

"So would you," he laughed. "And that would be rather unfortunate."

"One track mind," she said.

"You brought it up," he defended.

"Semantics," she said.

"Mhm," he said. "Well since at some point we will have to leave this room, what should we do?"

"We could watch a movie, go shopping," she suggested, the last one getting her an eye roll from him. "I could take you to Stars Hollow."

"Stars what?" he asked, his eyebrow raised.

"Stars Hollow," she laughed. "It's a town about 20 minutes from here, where my mom built her very first inn. She used to take Elle and I all the time when we were little."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yep, its cute. The people are kind of wacky and there's this really great diner, plus a bookstore and the inn is great," she said.

"Well we should go," he said.

"Really?"

"Yeah, let's do it. It sounds fun and I don't think I've ever eaten in a diner before," he said.

"Aw hun," she said, stifling a giggle and laying her hand on his cheek. "I have so much to teach you."

"Like how to eat greasy food?" he laughed.

"Yes," she confirmed, placing a wet kiss on his cheek. "We should get ready."

"Aw that requires getting up," he groaned.

"Haven't we been over this?" she rolled her eyes.

"I could be persuaded," he said.

"Oh yeah? How would I go about that?" she teased.

"Ah I don't know, maybe a shower or…" he trailed off. Rory took the opportunity to let her hand travel south and under his boxers. He felt his hand wrap around him and he groaned. "Or that."

"Mm, I figured that might do it," she mumbled, pulling at his bottom lip with her teeth as her hand continued to stroke him. "Maybe we can keep this going… in the shower?"

"Don't mess with me Ace," he groaned.

"No messing I swear," she giggled. She let go of him and rested her hand on his chest. Logan stood up and bent down unwrap her from the blankets. Taking a moment to appreciate the view, which she laughed at him for, he lifted her into his arms in a bridal carry.

"You really like wearing my shirts huh?" he mentioned, fingering the hem of the one on her.

"I do. They smell like you," she said, resting her arms around his neck.

"Mm, well you look damn sexy in them," he said, nuzzling her neck.

"On the plus side, if I'm wearing it then you're not. And you look damn sexy without a shirt on," she said.

"Ulterior motives huh?" he teased.

"Always, now come on Mr. Huntzberger, I think you owe me a shower."

"I guess I do," he laughed, carrying her into the bathroom.

Once they finished showering and Logan was 'persuaded' enough to start getting ready, they got dressed and Rory went about doing her hair and makeup while he made the bed and waited for her. She came back into the bedroom dressed in a red corduroy mini skirt with gold buttons down the middle, a snug black sweater and black leather jacket. She paired the outfit with gold jewelry, black wedge booties, and her hair in big full curls (Cover Photo). He whistled as he looked her up and down.

"Damn Ace," he said, standing up off the bed.

"Thank you," she said as he grabbed her hips and pulled her into him.

"I mean you look stunning naked, but this I love too," he said, smirking.

"Such a charmer," she swooned. "And all mine."

"You know it," he said, leaning down to kiss her.

"Come on lover boy, let's go. I need coffee," she said, slipping her hand into his hand leading him downstairs.

"I can't believe you've made it this long without it," he said, keeping an arm around her waist as they walked into the kitchen.

"Well I had more important things to do," she teased.

"Like me?" he laughed.

"Yes, like you," she said, laughing with him.

"Look who's up," Elle said from her spot at the kitchen table.

"Morning," Rory said shortly.

"Morning," Logan said, going to the coffee pot to pour both of them a mug.

"What are you two doing today?" Elle asked.

"Uh I was going to show Logan around Stars Hollow. I haven't been in a while and I figured it was something we could do today," Rory said, taking the coffee from Logan.

"Sounds nice," Elle said.

"Yeah Ace was telling me about it and it sounds like fun," Logan said.

"It is fun," Elle agreed. "Maybe I'll come with you."

"Really?" Rory asked.

"Yeah, why not," Elle said.

"You don't have plans with Juliet today?" Logan asked pointedly.

"I um… uh," Elle stuttered.

"I mean you saw her last night, but nothing today?" he bit out.

"Nope, nothing today," she rushed.

"Good," he said before turning to Rory and kissing her hard, like weak in the knees hard. "You ready?"

"Yeah," she breathed out, taking his offered hand. She bit her bottom lip, unable to wipe the smile off her face. Elle stayed silent, focusing on the coffee in front of her. She stood up and followed the couple as they left the house and walked to the car. Logan opened the passenger seat for Rory and she kissed him teasingly before slipping in. Elle got in the back and Logan in the driver's seat. He started the car and pulled out of the driveway.

Rory looked over at Logan with his leather jacket on over his white button up shirt. "You look very handsome," Rory said as he set his hand on her thigh.

"Mm, well I think you look better in it, but…" he said with a smirk.

"Again with the charm," she said, resting her head against the seat.

"So, what should I be expecting?"

"From the town?" she asked. "Well, Miss Patty the dance teacher will hit on you. Kirk is like a sober Finn. Taylor owns like everything and he's really stuck up. I think you really just have to see it to experience it."

"Sounds entertaining at the least," Logan said, giving her leg a squeeze.

"Oh, it is," she laughed. "And our first stop has to be Luke's."

"Yeah? Why's that?"

"Coffee!" she said excitedly.

"I should have known," he laughed. "Breakfast too?"

"Of course," she said. "What kind of boyfriend would you be if you didn't get me breakfast?"

"A bad one?" he guessed, not able to stop smiling at her.

"A very bad one," she nodded. "But since you are going to get breakfast for your girlfriend-,"

"My adorable girlfriend," he interjected.

Caught off guard by the comment, she paused and kissed his cheek. "Your adorable girlfriend," she agreed. "That makes you a very, very good boyfriend."

"What am I, your dog?" he asked incredulously.

"Such a cute one too," she said, placing her hand over his on her thigh.

"Well at least I'm cute," he said.

"That makes up for being her dog?" Elle said, rolling her eyes.

"I guess it does," Logan said bitterly. If Rory didn't know any better she would think Logan knew something she didn't. It seemed he was even angrier with Elle than she was. Of course, she wasn't naive enough to think he would simply blow off Elle's accusations from the other night. She entwined their fingers and raised his hand up to kiss it.

They drove a while longer until Rory pointed out the exit. When they rolled into Stars Hollow Logan took in the small town as he drove past the buildings. He could definitely see why Rory liked it here and he could just imagine her running around in the town square as a kid. He loved that she wanted to bring him here and he was looking forward to experiencing this part of her childhood. Logan pulled into a parking spot outside Luke's diner as Rory instructed.

Rory got out of the car when he opened her door and took his hand again. Elle followed them inside, not entirely sure why she came anymore. She didn't know they were going to act so couple-ish. Why did they always have to touch each other? And why do they constantly banter and smile at each other? She was feeling like quite the third wheel.

The little bell rang in the doorway overhead when Logan opened the door, his hand in the small of Rory's back as they walked in. The diner buzzed with voices, silverware on plates, and coffee mugs being filled. Rory pulled Logan to an empty table by the large window and he pulled out her chair before the three of them sat down.

"Is that Rory and Elle Hayden?" Luke asked, walking over to the table.

"Hey Luke!" Rory said sweetly, standing up to give him a hug.

"Hey," Elle said, always the more detached of the two sisters.

"What are you guys doing here?" he asked.

"I'm showing Logan around today. Logan, this is Luke Danes he owns the diner, and Luke this is Logan Huntzberger my boyfriend," she said.

"Boyfriend huh?" Luke asked skeptically. "Is he good to you?"

"Yeah, he's really sweet," Rory said, trying to keep the swooning tone out of her voice.

"Good," he grumbled. "I'm assuming you want your usual."

"You assume correctly," she laughed.

"What about you two?" he asked Elle and Logan.

"Same as Rory," Elle said.

"Blueberry pancakes, eggs, bacon, and coffee," Logan said. Luke nodded and collected the menus that had been sitting on the table before retreating to the counter.

"So that's the famous Luke," Logan said, pulling Rory into his side as she sat back down next to him.

"It is," she said, laying her hand on his leg and her head on his shoulder.

"You really love it here, don't you?" he asked, sensing how calm and at home she was.

"Yeah I do. I spent a lot of time here while mom was working, I developed my coffee addiction here too," she teased.

"Yeah at about 6 I'm sure," he laughed.

"5 and half but you were close."

"Of course."

"I mean don't get me wrong I love my dad but when I was little Luke practically raised me. He taught me how to ride a bike for crying out loud," she said.

"Really? Where was Chris?" he asked, twirling the ends of her hair around his finger.

"Boston, London, Chicago, San Francisco, Baltimore, Atlanta, you name it he was there. He just wasn't here. I learned to ride my bike here, I learned to swim with mom, I lost my first tooth with my nanny, I got my first hair cut with grandma, and grandpa taught me how to read. Chris was not an active parent," she said.

"Yeah, he pretty much avoided us until…" Elle agreed, stopping before telling the story. They never really talked about this.

"Until what?" Logan asked.

"Um one summer mom took both of us to Europe with the Hayden grandparents and we didn't really know why dad didn't come, we just assumed he was working. We were gone for about three months," Elle said.

"When we came back mom and dad explained that they were taking a break. Dad cheated on her. We were 8 and 9," Rory sighed.

"I know how that feels," Logan said, kissing Rory's temple.

"It sucks huh?" Elle said.

"Oh yeah," Logan sighed.

"They went to marriage counseling and worked through it," Rory said. "I don't how she forgave him for that."

"She had to," Elle said. "That's the world we live in Ror."

"I know, I just couldn't forgive someone for that," Rory said. "Remember that mister." She nudged Logan with her elbow.

"Relax I don't have a death wish," he said.

"Don't worry I wouldn't kill you," Rory said.

"No, you're too squeamish for that, she would just hire someone to do it for her," Elle said.

"Probably," Rory shrugged.

"Ok enough about my potential death by hitman," Logan said. "I guess things changed after they made up?"

"Yeah, they did, a little bit. Dad spent more time with us and mom seemed happier," Rory said.

"That's good. I wish my mom had guts like that but she lets my dad walk all over her," Logan said.

"Our mom isn't in it for the money," Elle said.

"And that's the difference," Logan agreed. "Shira accepts the jewelry and the money and in return keeps her mouth shut. And my grandpa is worse than dad when it comes to us so everything you guys did with family; the haircuts, the swimming, the bike rides, Honor and I did all that with our nannies. Once we turned 16 we didn't need nannies anymore so it was just us against them."

"I can't imagine that," Rory said, giving his leg a squeeze. "We had mom and 4 grandparents who loved us unconditionally. Dad did too, he just didn't know how to show it. We had nannies but I knew my mom better than I knew them."

"A luxury Honor and I didn't have," he sighed.

"Well on the bright side you had a Finn," Rory said.

"Yeah, I did," he laughed.

"And a Colin and a Steph," she said. "And they say Honor loves you like crazy."

"And now I have an Ace," he said, kissing her lightly. "I don't think it gets any better than that."

"Good to know your priorities are in order," she said, smiling at him.

"Ok breakfast," Luke announced, setting three plates on the table and coming back second later with three coffee mugs.