Rating: M, you guys guess why.
AN: This chapter has been a long time coming. I could only keep it clean for so long. And I figured it was time they moved in together. I hope you all like it.
Tristan stood the living room of the brownstone waiting for Rory to finish on the phone. She had been talking to Jess for the last twenty minutes. And from what he heard Rory was putting the brownstone on the market and was going to find an apartment. That wouldn't do. Why had he waited so long to ask her to move in? She spent most of her time there anyway. She came back into the room and ran a hand through her hair.
"Can I ask you something?" He asked walking up behind her.
"Sure."
"Why haven't we moved in together?" He whispered in her ear.
"Do you want me to move in with you?" She asked looking up at him.
Tristan nodded before kissing her. Rory turned without breaking the kiss and wrapped her arms around him. He led them over to the couch pulling him down into her lap. She bunched his shirt in her fist before pulling away long enough to pull it over his head. Tristan pulled her back to him crushing their lips together again. Her fingers fumbled with the buttons of her shirt before he pushed them away. He quickly pushed her shirt down her shoulders before running his fingers through her hair. She reached behind her to unhook her bra as Tristan watched her. This wasn't how he pictured their first time being. Not this spontaneous, and he sure as hell hadn't expect it to be after he had just asked her something he had only asked one other person.
He shook his head to clear his thoughts and saw Rory standing in front of him. She was in her underwear looking down at him expectantly. 'She's changed her mind, she doesn't want to move in with me. She was going to make me get dressed and then she's gonna throw me out on my ass! Just great Tristan, you really did it this time.' Tristan thought as he stared up at her with scared eyes.
"Do you want to go into my room? I do have a bed." She said still looking at him.
Tristan nodded following her. He felt like an ass, he should have known better than to think she would throw him out. If she was going to do that, she would have done it all ready. 'Get it together! She wants this too.' Tristan scolded himself before walking into her room. Rory pulled him onto the bed letting him brush his fingers down her sides. She pulled him to her as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He could feel her heart pounding against his. He should really tell her how beautiful she was more often. He didn't do that enough.
He had never been insecure about a girl before. Not even with Rachel. Where had it come from? He pushed everything from his mind and focused on Rory. She was looking up at him giving him a look he had never seen before. It was a look of lust and want. Tristan groaned falling on top of her as he moved in and out of her.
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Rory woke up to hear her phone ringing. She groaned before reaching for it. She looked over to see Tristan still sleeping so she wrapped the sheet around herself as she opened her phone. She closed the door behind her as she put the phone to her ear.
"Hello?"
"Rory?"
"Dad?"
"Yeah, hey kiddo." He said with a small laugh.
She hated when he called her that. She wasn't a kid anymore. She had been an adult for eight years. And yet he insisted on calling her that.
"You still there?" He asked sounding unsure.
"I'm still here." She said pouring herself a cup of coffee.
"I was wondering if you wanted to come up for the weekend next weekend."
"I can't. I'm going to be moving." She said not thinking of what she was saying. She hadn't even told Tristan she would move in with him yet.
"I thought you just moved a month ago." He said sounding confused.
"I did. But I'm moving in with my boyfriend."
She heard Tristan walk into the room and walk up behind her. She gave him a smile as he kissed her bare shoulder. She explained everything to her dad. And as usual he gave her the third degree about Tristan. She had never told him about her boyfriends. It was by dumb luck that he met Dean and Logan. She was lucky that Dean had been a good guy. And Chris had hated Logan from the moment he met him. It didn't help that Chris was drunk and that Rory and Logan were partially naked when he met him. She got off the phone with him a few minutes later.
"He wants to come and help me move. Which in dad talk means he wants to meet you."
"Should I be worried?" Tristan asked giving her a quizzical look.
"He's overbearing. Gigi still has thirteen years of being at home to do deal with. I've never even lived with him and it gets on my nerves." She said with a sigh.
"I can handle him. I've dealt with worse." He said waving what she had said off.
"I would think so. How many times did you get caught in some random girls bed by her dad when you were younger?"
"None actually. I almost got caught though. I was smart enough to jump out the window." He said with a smile.
Rory shook her head and laughed. She was glad that things weren't awkward between them. She had thought for sure that he was going to stop what was going on last night. And now he was acting like everything was fine. She didn't know if she was coming or going with him sometimes. But she liked it. She wouldn't change it for anything in the world.
AN: I know it's a little short. But the next chapter will be longer. I promise.