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Chapter 10: The start of something more

She didn't hesitate at all.

She didn't think of the consequences, of what it would mean to Jason. Her older brother who had told his friends several times, that his sister was off limits. She was not to be touched.

She didn't think of what it would mean to Logan. The known playboy of Yale. Mr Popular. Mr Willing. Her mind didn't bother to think of the possibly that she was another meaningless girl to him. Nothing more than a one-night-stand.

She didn't think of what it would mean to her.

Instead she simply leaned that inch closer, a smile playing on her lips before she crashed her lips to his fiercely. The kiss was hot, hard and demanding. Her tongue immediately dived into his mouth and she tasted every inch of him, wanting, needing to do so. Her one hand caressed his cheek while the other was placed firmly around his neck, her finger-tips tickling his neck softly.

It wasn't sweet or nervous. She didn't glance at him once it a while to make sure that she did it right. As if making sure that the other person felt the same way.

She knew he did. She had seen it in his eyes.

He responded immediately and just as eagerly as her. With his hands resting on her back, he pulled her closer to him until she was sitting on his lap, her legs on each side of him. He quickly snaked his hands up her back, up in her silky brown locks as they ran through it. Loving the feel of her hair between his fingers.

A moan escape her throat as he deepened the kiss further by moving one hand to rest on the back of her head, turning her head slightly to a better angle. He in return let out a groan, the sexiness of her voice surprising him, and he let his other hand fall to her bare legs, running his hand slowly up under her skirt, making her whole body shiver slightly.

She closed her eyes as the pleasure almost became too much to take. Opening her eyes again she moved her hand from his cheek and down his chest. She slowly ran it down his hard abs, imagining how he would look without his shirt on. The sudden thought made her pull way from him and she cast a look at him with his brown eyes closed and a faint smile on his lips, before she began laying small kisses down his neck, tickling his sensitive skin.

"Rory," he moaned softly as he shifted her head, giving her more space.

She smiled slightly as she continued to lay butterfly kisses up and down his neck until she reached his ear and bit it softly. He moaned once again, his eyes opening and meeting her blue ones. So many emotions were glowing in each of them.

Lust.

Want.

Need.

And something, something that to both of them looked a lot like love.

Both of them decided to ignore it for now, neither wanting to complicate things with serious emotions. Both just wanting to feel each other, feel all those amazing feelings that came when they were together. Damn everyone and everything else.

In one quick movement Logan stood up from the couch, making Rory rap her legs around his waist tightly as he rapped his arms around her waist. Her lips found his neck again and she quickly laid light kisses all over it as Logan made his way to the bedroom. Once he reached the door he stopped, looking down at the brunette in his arms. Nervousness came over him and he wanted, needed, to be sure.

"Ace?" he asked softly, but the only response he got was a moan. "Rory, are you sure?"

Once the words reached her ears she looked up at him and saw the look on his face. She stifled a laugh and instead nodded her head. "I'm sure," she told him seriously and kissed him quietly before pulling away, smiling reassuring.

The nervousness seemed to disappear fro his body and instead he smiled happily. His one hand left her waist as he placed it on the doorknob and opening the door quickly. He stumbled inside, her still handing onto to him, before he slammed the door shut.

Soft moans could be heard from the outside as the two teenagers devoted each other and great pleasure ran through them.

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Hours later as the sky had become completely dark and filled with a hundred stars, Logan and Rory laid naked in his bed, legs entangled, her head on his chest and his left arm rapped around her shoulder. Both were covered in sweat, their bodies sparkling like diamonds, and panting like crazy, their breathing far from even.

"That-" Logan began as he laid a soft kiss on her forehead. "-was amazing."

She looked up at him and smiled hugely. "I know."

"And I mean amazing. Who knew Jason's little sister would be so amazing?" he said as he looked down at her, smirking.

She slapped his arm playfully. "Don't make me think of my brother while I am in bed with my new hot boy toy."

Logan raised an eyebrow at her words. "Hot boy toy, huh?"

She grinned and shrugged nonchalant. "What? I'm a one-night-stand?" she asked casually, but was very interested in hearing his answer.

Fortunately he quickly shook his head. "No, what you are is… additive," he said and he kissed her softly on the lips. "And very very sexy," he continued with a grin before kissing her again, this time harder.

"Let's not forget intelligent, compassionate, amazing and… well, I'm just perfection!" she said playfully, resting her head on his shoulder as she closed her eyes briefly.

"And to think people say I have a big ego," Logan muttered jokingly under his breath.

"Hey! I'm simply stating the truth," she said as she pouted cutely.

He shook his head and let out a laugh before pulling her on top of him. She quickly let her lips meet his and kissed him slowly and sweetly but still passionate. After a few minutes she pulled away and sighed happily, before rolling off him.

The two stayed in silence for a while, both staring at the ceiling, lost in thoughts. After a minute or two Logan broke the silence.

"Jason has one just like it," he said suddenly, his eyes remaining on the ceiling.

Rory looked up at him, a frown on her face. "What?"

He gave her a slight smile before moving his left hand down her body. When he reached her hip, he stopped.

"The tattoo," he said, making Rory look down at the Chinese sign that was burned into her hip. "Jason has one just like it."

"On his shoulder," Rory said and nodded, laying her head on his chest.

"What does it stand for?"

"The love of siblings," she said with a smile. "I got it for my eightieth birthday. Jase and I have always wanted a tattoo, Jason something manly, like a scull or a naked girl, and for a long time I wanted a unicorn."

Logan let out a laugh as he imagined a pink unicorn on Rory's hip with hearts and stars around it.

"But fortunately I became sane again," she added.

"Tell me about it," he said. "About you birthday."

She looked at him and smiled before nodding her head. "It was my eightieth birthday and Jason was home for the weekend. He came and woke me up with a big smile on his face and I knew something was up."

"Jason is rarely smiling."

"Exactly, he's got this whole broody thing going on," Rory agreed with him. "Anyway-"

She was cut off by the sound of her ringing phone. She quickly snatched it up and looked at the caller-id. "It's just Paris," she said and turned it off without a second thought.

"Ah, the famous roommate."

"That's Paris," she said with a smile. "Anyway, he ordered me to get clothed 'cause mom was waiting in the car. I got pretty pissed, not only because they didn't want to tell me where we were going, but it was my birthday and I was woken up at 10 o'clock without any coffee ready."

"That's not good," the blonde said as he shook his head.

"Hell no! A Gilmore can't live without coffee. Fortunately they bought some on the way to the city and I was happy for a while. We drove for an hour, I think, before suddenly stopping. And when I looked out the window I was met with the words 'Tattoo'." She paused and looked up at him, making sure he was still listening. "At first I freaked, because I was afraid it would hurt and stuff… But I calmed down and Jase and I looked around before finally decided on this Chinese Sign."

"Your mom must be really cool, giving you a tattoo for your birthday," Logan said with a smile. "My mother would never do something like that."

"She is cool," Rory told him with a nod. "Though I still say I only got it 'cause she forgot to buy me a gift. But hey, I'm not complaining."

Logan let out a laugh before rolling his eyes amused.

"What are your parents like?" she asked interested.

"Non-existing," he said in a harsh voice. "They're just not really there, you know. My dad has my whole future planned out, it doesn't really matter what I want. And my mom just agrees with him, no matter what." He paused and unconsciously began playing with her hair, twirling it around his finger. "If it weren't for my sister my childhood would have been hell."

"I'm sorry," Rory said sincerely, her voice said. "I don't know what that is like. I mean, I don't really speak to my dad, but still…"

Logan shook his head. "Let's just not talk about it?"

"Sure," she agreed as she cuddled into him and closed her eyes.

They laid like that for minutes, Rory completely relax and comfortable. She didn't know what was going to happen after this, but she did know it felt right. This felt right. Her being in his arms.

"Wow, look."

Logan's surprised voice set her back to reality and she quickly looked up at him.

"What?" she asked slowly.

"Look," he said as he looked straight at the window.

Rory followed his gaze and couldn't help but gasp as she saw what it was that had captured his attention. There, just outside the window, were falling a million little snowflakes. So beautiful, so magical.

It was snowing.

A smile spread across her lips before she gave him a sweet kiss. She laid her head on his chest and couldn't help but think of her mother and her strange mind.

Wonderful things happens when it snows.

Maybe her mother wasn't so crazy after all.

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It was the sound of the Logan's very high and annoying alarm-clock that woke them the next morning. Both were tired and tried to ignore the high noise. After a few seconds Logan had had enough.

"Urgh," he groaned as he tried to cover his ears with his hands. "Turn that off."

Rory just buried her head in the pillow. "It's your room, meaning it's your alarm. You turn it off."

The blonde let out a sight and opened his eyes and sat up, searching for the alarm-clock and turned it off. He laid down again and closed his eyes.

"What time is it anyway?" Rory asked in a groggy voice a few minutes later.

Once again Logan sighted and opened his eyes to look at the clock. "11.00," he said.

Immediately Rory's eyes shot open and she sat up straight in the bed. "11.00? Are you sure?" When Logan nodded she quickly got up from the bed and looked around for her clothes.

"What are you doing?" Logan asked as he drew his brows together in confusion.

"I have to go," she explained rather vaguely as she pulled her shirt down her head and quickly pulled her skirt on and zipped it.

"Where are you going?"

"To the mall."

"What?" he asked, now even more confused. "Why?"

She walked over to him and smiled. "I've got to buy you a sweater, don't I?" she asked smirking, as she quickly perked his lips. "I'll see you later my hot boy toy."

She gave him a wink before opening the door and peeked her head out, making sure that Colin wasn't there, before walking out.

Logan laid back in his bed and closed his eyes. One question was clear in his mind.

What happened now?

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She had hurried to her room, her feet walking with an amazing speed, and had only slowed down when she was in her room alone and able to think clearly.

She couldn't believe she had stayed so long, she couldn't believe she had even slept with him. She couldn't believe anything! Sure, when she had arrived at his dorm the night before she had hoped something would happen, but she hadn't thought it would. But now, now she could say proudly that she had slept with Yale's biggest playboy. And while she did enjoy doing just that, a part of her felt so confused.

"Hey girly!"

She snapped her head back and looked surprised at her two visitors. Steph; chipper and fresh as always, and Finn; wearing a pair of dark sunglasses and with an annoyed expression on his face. Apparently she had been too deep in thoughts to hear them opening the door.

"Hey?" Rory answered as she raised an eyebrow. "I didn't know we had made plans today."

"We haven't," Steph said as she sat down on Rory's bed. "We just thought we would grace you with our wonderful presence. Or mine at least. Finn was being an ass so I really didn't want to be alone with him."

"Right. How nice of you," she said sarcastic. "Why are you up anyway?" Rory asked with a frown as she looked at Finn.

The Australian shrugged indifferently. "I never went to sleep last night, my head hurt too much."

"And staying awake would surely help that? That doesn't make any sense, but okay." Rory shook her head. "So what do you want-"

"-Gilmore!"

Rory cringed at the female voice. "What Paris?"

Paris quickly opened the door and came in, her arms crossed over her chest. "Where the hell were you last night? I stayed up and you never came home! You were gone the whole night!"

Rory nervously shot a look at Steph and Finn, who suddenly seemed very interested in the conversation.

"What, you are my mother now?" Rory asked annoyed.

"I need to talk to you about boy-stuff. You told me that whenever I wanted to talk, needed to talk, you would be there. Well missy, you certainly broke that promise."

"I gave you that promise in High School," the brunette said as she shook her head.

"Oh, so a few years goes by and the promise doesn't matter anymore? You are certainly showing your true colour Gilmore. Remember when you called me, because you were upset and wanted to talk. Well, I was there for you!"

"You told me to stop being a baby and then you hung up on me!" Rory reminded her.

"Yeah well…" Paris began. "Tough love baby. Can't you take it?" She raised an eyebrow.

Rory rolled her eyes. "What is wrong Paris?"

"Oh, so you are avoiding the subject. Fine, if you want it that way… Anyway, it doesn't matter now." With that she turned around and hurried out the room, an annoyed and offended expression on her face.

Rory closed her eyes and sighed. As she opened them again she found two people staring at her curiously.

"What?"

"You weren't home last night?" Steph asked with a grin.

Finn clapped his hands together excitedly. "Rory has a boyfriend!"

"What? I don't have a boyfriend," Rory said dismissively as she snorted very unladylike.

"You want to hug him, you want to loooove him and kiss him!" Steph sang as she made a 'kissing-mouth'. "Rory and mystery guy sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g!"

"Wait!" Finn suddenly said and paused. Both girls looked at him with raised eyebrows. "Who said it was a guy?"

"What? Are you five years old?" Rory shouted and shook her head.

"Tell us who it is," Finn said.

"It is nobody! I have no boyfriend, I have no one! I am ending as a lonely spinster with a million cats, now back off!" Rory yelled frustrated.

"You were gone the whole night; your wonderful roommie just told us so!" Steph protested with a pout.

Rory sighed once again before looked directly at them. "Steph, how is Colin. Doing well?" she asked casually. "Finn. What about Rosemary? Still pining for the redhead?"

Both immediately shut up and Rory smiled in victory. Suckers.

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Funny place to end it, maybe…

I'm sorry if this sucked. I am not good at writing sex scenes at all, so I kind of decided to do the simply thing. For now at least. Hell, I'm not even good at writing kissing scenes! I hope it was all right though. Remember to review and tell me what you think!

Oh, and a question for you. Do any of you know what colour Chad Michael Murray's eyes are?