Tell Your Friends

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It was Saturday night, and Lorelai was sitting up in bed reading when she heard the doorbell ring. She glanced at the clock, and then at Paul Anka on the floor beside the bed. "It's a little late for your friends to stop by, isn't it?" she asked him, and he cocked his head in response.

Lorelai closed her book and set it on her nightstand, then climbed out of bed and walked over to the window. She saw a car she didn't recognize in the driveway. Confused but curious, she headed downstairs and peeked out the front window to see who had rung the bell.

She smiled when she saw Luke on the front porch. He had gone out with a couple of guys to celebrate his friend Jeff's 40th birthday, so she wasn't expecting to see him until the next day.

Lorelai walked over and opened the front door. "Hi," she greeted him.

Luke was leaning against the porch rail with his arms folded across his chest, and he smiled at her. "Hey." He walked over and greeted her with a kiss. "I didn't wake you up, did I? I didn't have my keys."

"No, I was up. I didn't know you were coming over, I would've left the door unlocked."

"Last minute decision," he replied. "He started to take me home and I told him to bring me here instead."

Lorelai glanced over at the mysterious car backing out of the driveway, and could see it was full of people. "Who's that?"

Luke glanced at the car, and gave it a quick wave as it pulled away. "That is Jeff's brother... he's the designated driver... and a couple of his friends."

"Where's Jeff?" she asked.

"Passed out in the backseat," Luke replied.

Lorelai smiled and raised an eyebrow. "Wow. That must've been a wild night out." She gestured for him to come in, and he stepped into the house. She closed the door and locked it, and then turned to face him. "So, what'd you guys do tonight? Or do I not wanna know?"

Luke shrugged. "Bar... darts... pool table... drinks." He leaned in to kiss her, murmuring against her lips, "You look really good."

Lorelai kissed him back and then pulled back with a surprised smile. "I do believe this is the first time a drunken Luke has been dropped off at my doorstep like an Amazon package."

"I'm not drunk," he said, and then after a moment, he added, "Anymore."

"You, Luke Danes, just had a night out that required a designated driver to get you home safely." Lorelai was smiling as she shook her head in disbelief. "Talk about outside of the box."

Luke smirked. "Yeah, tell me about it. But it was fun... those guys are nice."

"And you didn't even wanna go in the first place," she reminded him. "I had to convince you to go out and act like a normal socializing human for a few hours."

"Yes, I remember."

Lorelai placed her hands on his shoulders. "And you obviously had so much fun socializing that you wanted to come here and socialize some more." She leaned in and kissed him. "That's why you're here, right? You felt like chatting?"

"Oh, you know exactly why I'm here," Luke murmured, and slid both of his hands down to cup her ass.

"Ah, yes, you had a sudden need to squeeze my butt," Lorelai deduced. "Many a men have found themselves at my door with that same urge."

Luke smiled and gently squeezed her cheeks before moving his hands up to her waist. "Do you want me to go?" he asked sincerely. "I can get outta here if you don't want company."

Lorelai smiled. "That's a very gentlemanly thing to say... but I'll allow you to stay."

"Yeah?" Luke leaned in and started pressing gentle kisses to her neck. "What else are you gonna allow me to do?"

"Um, I'll allow you to make me breakfast tomorrow," Lorelai replied. "And I'll even allow you to eat with me."

Luke moved his lips to the other side of her neck and started sucking on it. "What about tonight?"

Lorelai feigned confusion and teasingly asked, "Oh, was there something you wanted to do tonight?"

"Mmhmm," Luke murmured, and then moved his mouth up to her ear. "You."

A shiver of arousal ran down her spine and she groaned softly. "Well, I guess I'll allow that, too," she said, tilting her head to the side as he resumed sucking on her neck. "Who am I to reject a drunk man's wishes?"

"I'm not drunk," Luke muttered against her neck.

"Oh, my mistake... formerly drunk," Lorelai corrected herself, and she ran her fingers through his hair before lightly patting his back. "Let's go upstairs."

They made their way up to the bedroom and undressed each other before getting on the bed, with Luke on his back and Lorelai kneeling between his legs. He began caressing her breasts and stroking her nipples with his thumbs.

"Did the guys know you were getting dropped off at your very sexy girlfriend's house?" she asked him.

"Yes."

"And did the car of rowdy drunk men cheer at the prospect of you getting some?"

Luke smirked as he shook his head. "What kind of guys do you think I hang out with?"

"Guys are guys," Lorelai replied with a shrug.

"Some are more mature than others," Luke said, and then he thought for a moment. "There was a table of young guys next to us at the bar, probably college age, and they were definitely the type who would've cheered from the car."

"How do you know?"

"They were talking really loud," Luke replied. "One guy was describing in detail what he'd done with some girl the night before, and the others were just going nuts over it."

"And you were listening?"

"Well, I had no choice, they were loud," Luke replied. "But my point is that not all guys are the same. I'm not like that."

"I know, but do you ever think about what you would say if you were?" Lorelai asked. "If you and your friends were hanging out, talking about sex, being completely crude and sharing everything, what sort of things would you say about me... about us?"

Luke's hands were roaming her body as he shrugged. "I have no idea."

"Oh, yes, you do." Lorelai was smiling down at him. "Let's see... first off, you would definitely brag to your friends about how often we do it."

"I guess, maybe."

"You'd tell them all the different places we've done it outside of the bedroom," Lorelai continued. "Like the shower, the couch, the kitchen table, storage room at the diner, your truck, that time by the lake... which we learned is a bad idea in the summer."

"Damn mosquitoes," Luke muttered.

Lorelai smiled and nodded. "Damn mosquitoes." She traced her finger along the length of his hardness. "You know what else you'd tell your friends?"

Luke groaned at her touch. "What?"

Lorelai leaned down and ran her tongue along his shaft, eliciting another groan from him. She swirled her tongue over his tip and then started gently sucking on it as Luke watched, mesmerized as every inch of him throbbed for her. Her lips began moving up and down slowly, sensually, as Luke combed his fingers through her hair.

When she removed her mouth from him, she straddled his waist with her knees and leaned forward until her face was close to his. "You'd tell them how good I am with my mouth," she said, her voice soft and breathy. "And how much I love sliding my lips up and down your big, hard - "

Luke cut her off by pressing his lips to hers, unable to resist her for another second. She was driving him crazy, and she knew it. He kissed her deeply, hungrily, his tongue exploring every inch of her mouth until he had to break for air.

He was panting for breath when he pulled his lips from hers. He ran his hands down her sides and rested them on the curves of her ass. "What else would I tell them?"

"You'd tell them that you love to use my vibrator on me," Lorelai said. "And that you love watching me use it on myself." She leaned in and brushed her lips against his before whispering, "You'd tell them how much you love watching me make myself come."

"Mmhmm," Luke hummed in agreement. "What else?"

Lorelai kissed him. "You'd tell them how you like to bend me over and take me from behind," she said. "How you get so deep inside me, and how I moan your name over and over." She kissed him again.

Luke growled softly against her lips, growing more desperate for her with every passing second. "I'd tell 'em that you like getting spanked when I'm behind you," he added as he gave a light smack to her ass.

Lorelai nodded eagerly as she smiled down at him. "Mmm, I do like that." She gyrated her hips to grind herself against his cock. "Would you tell them about how wet I get for you?"

Luke grunted as she rubbed against him, he could already feel how wet she was. "God, yes."

Lorelai propped herself up a little higher on her knees and wrapped her hand around his hardness. Luke watched intently as she dragged his tip along her folds, coating it in her wetness, and then guided it to her opening. "Oh, my God," she murmured, and Luke groaned as she lowered herself down on him.

Luke watched as his entire length disappeared into her, and he was completely still as he looked up into her eyes. "God, that's so good."

Lorelai nodded in agreement, huffing out a satisfied breath at the sensations rushing through her body. "Amazing."

Lorelai rested her palms against his chest as she started rocking against him, moaning and whimpering as she moved up and down his length. Luke's hands caressed her body and helped keep her balanced as she rode him wildly. He'd press his thumb against her clit so she rubbed against it with her rocking motions, and then he'd pull it away before she got too close to her peak. She loved it, those moments of her arousal going into overdrive.

She kept an energetic pace for a few minutes before she slowed and leaned down to kiss him. "Would you tell your friends about how I ride you until I completely wear myself out?"

Luke nodded. "Mmhmm." He wrapped his arms around her body and rolled them over so he was on top of her. "And then I'd tell them about how I have to take over and finish like this." Luke began thrusting into her, adding, "And I'd tell them that no matter how hard I give it to you, you always beg me to go harder."

Lorelai began moaning loudly as pleasure started to take over her body. He was thrusting into her fast and hard, and she was bucking her hips beneath him to meet his thrusts, clutching onto the wooden rung of the headboard behind her.

"Oh, God, Luke," she panted in between heavy breaths. "Harder."

"See?" Luke replied with a smirk.

"Harder," she urged louder.

He slammed into her harder and deeper, and her moans got louder, and soon he was exploding inside of her with a loud growl. He stared into her eyes as he moved his fingers down to finish her, and rubbed her clit until she climaxed.

Their faces were flushed and they panted for breath, and she ran her hands down his back. "Jesus," she muttered as she exhaled a tired sigh.

Luke leaned down and kissed her lips, and then her neck below her ear as he murmured, "You are incredibly sexy, you know that?"

"Yes, I do," she confirmed.

Luke smiled. "Good," he said, and moved off of her to lie beside her on the bed.

Lorelai rolled onto her side to face him and ran her hand over his chest. "I'm glad you're not the kind of guy who tells his friends about all the personal stuff."

Luke ran his hand down her side and rested it on her hip. "Me, too."

"But if you were," Lorelai continued with a smile, "you should definitely tell them that sometimes your girl gets a burst of energy after one round and then wants another round right away."

Luke smirked. "Oh, we're going for a double tonight, huh?"

"Maybe even a triple," she declared, raising an eyebrow.

"You're insatiable."

Lorelai smiled and shrugged. "It's your fault for being so good."

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Author's Note: Thanks so much for reading! I'm trying to decide if I should mark this story complete or keep it open and add to it when I can, so if there's any interest for more, let me know. :)