Wallow

“Wallow”

By: Lukerules

Rating: R/NC-17, whatever you want to call it, there IS sex

Disclaimer: They are not mine and will never be mine. I’d be happy to take
Scott if he would have me (sigh)…

Pairing: L/D

Summary: Response to a fiction challenge by lukelorelai4ever: Where: Lorelai's
house. Where's Rory: At her Dad's. Dean stops by the Gilmore house to return
a booklet about college application. Lorelai invites him in and you take it
from there.

Spoilers: Take place after Thanksgiving (same weekend) but before the winter
carnival (so Dean and Rory aren’t ‘friends’ again yet)

Note: Yes, Lorelai is too old for Dean (although he is of consenting age).
Yes, Lorelai should be with Luke. So please don’t flame me.

Comment: Always appreciated - as long as if they are constructive!

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The Gilmore House - Friday after thanksgiving - early.
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“Bye Sweets!” Lorelai kissed her daughter as she headed out the door.
Christopher was waiting in the car. He didn’t bother to get out this time,
except to help Rory get her bag in the trunk. He gave a half-assed wave to
Lorelai and got back in the car and pulled away.

“Ugh,” Lorelai responded as they pulled out of the driveway. “That scene calls
for coffee and wallowing,” she said aloud to no one in particular, turning and
going back in the house. She wandered into the kitchen and looked at the
coffeemaker, then Rory’s empty room, then turned and ran up to her bedroom.

Showered and dressed, she entered Lukes and got a quick cup of coffee to go and
was out the door as quickly as she came. She spent a mildly boring day at the
Inn, nursing a very hungover Sookie.

She came home to a quiet, empty house. She shrugged and changed into her comfy
clothes, sweatpants and a t-shirt and resigned herself to an evening on the
couch with a pizza and a video. She ordered the pizza and got a beer out of
the fridge. **thank god I remembered to buy a twelve-pack at least to get me
through this horrible, boring weekend without Rory!** she thought to herself.

She was finishing her first beer when the doorbell rang. “In here, Pete!” she
yelled, thinking it was her pizza. “Um, hey,” Dean called out, entering the
house. Lorelai turned to see who it was. “Oh, hey Dean, I’m sorry I thought
you were pizza,” she smirked. “Yeah, I get mistaken for pizza a lot, I think
it’s the hair,” he smirked back. An uncomfortable silence. “So, what are you
up to?” Lorelai said trying to break the tension. “Oh, oh, I have a college
booklet that Rory lent me a while ago. I just wanted to bring it back to her,
you know, in case she needed it,” he said with a stammer.

“Okay, well, Rory’s away for the weekend with her father, but I’ll be sure to
give it to her. Hehat hat are you doing right now?” Lorelai asked.
“Nothing, I guess, why?” Dean replied with a confused look. “Well, here I am,
hanging out waiting for pizza and watching TV, I could sure use some company
since Rory isn’t here and all,” she smiled. “Okay, sure,” he said with a
smile, taking off his jacket.

“Hey, you want a beer?” Lorelai asked, getting up and heading for the kitchen.
“Well,” he hesitated. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell,” she turned and smirked at
him. “Okay, sure, um, a beer would be great,” he replied with a sigh of
relief.

Lorelai came back from the kitchen with two beers and handed one to Dean and
settled down on the opposite side of the couch. The pizza came and they talked
about town happenings and ate pizza and finished another beer.

“Let movie night begin!” Lorelai announced as they finished the last of the
pizza. She turned off the lamp next to the couch and pushed play on the
remote. The only light in the house was coming from the television set. Dean
kicked his shoes off and put them on the coffee table. “Now, there you go,”
Lorelai said encouragingly. Dean sat back and put his arm across the back of
the couch. “This is real nice,” he said and Lorelai nodded in agreement. They
sat and watched the movie and about halfway through Dean started to get up to
get another beer. “Ready for another one?” he asked. She looked over at the
table, picked up the empty bottle and shook it. “Yup, tank’s empty,” she said
and Dean noticed that she slurred a little. “At least you’re not driving,” he
murmured to himself as he went back into the kitchen.

He came back and sat back down, stretching out again to enjoy his beer and the
movie. As the final credits rolled, Dean found himself fast asleep was was
Lorelai. After an hour or so, Dean stirred a little, not realizing where he
was right away, but feeling weight on him. He looked down to see Lorelai
draped over him, sleeping, with her hand across his abdomen. During their
p hip his arm that was across the couch must have come down and wrapped around
her. He paused and quietly stroked her curly hair, noticing that it was so
different from Rory’s. She moaned very lightly, adjusting herself a little in
her sleep, and Dean watched as her hand ran down from his abdomen to his crotch
and rested there. **Oh, Christ** he thought. That simple movement was like
setting him on fire.