Phone Call
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Category:
G through L › Gilmore Girls
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
21,229
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own The Gilmore Girls, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 2: Tristan, what are you doing here?
Chapter 2: Tristan, what are you doing here?
My AN: Hey guys this is the second chapter to my first fic ever. I'm feeling kinda dopey from taking Tylenol 3s for my swollen face from my four wisdom teeth being taken out. I got really bored then inspired by a naughty fic called Good Girls Don't. It's a NC-17 rated Trory. It's kind of AU but all will be expained in later chapters.
"Tristan?" She breathes.
"Oh my god." Rory pretty much attacks him in a hug.
"Miss me that much Ror." He says grinning.
She nuzzles his neck a little and gives him a gentle kiss. He rubs her back gently.
"I can't believe I'm going to say this but I missed you."
"I know Ror. I know." He holds her a bit longer. "So how did you figure out it was me anyway."
"Well I'd recognize that sexy voice of yours anywhere."
"Oh really." He smirks. She wants to slap him for it, but starts to find it cute.
"What are you wearing, Mary?" Tristan growls.
Rory bites her lip innocently then teases him by whispering in his ear. "Well I can tell you what I'm not wearing, panties."
He looks wide eyed at her. Then he grins and closes the door behind him and they go inside the appartment.
She presses him against the door.
"Um Rory what are you doing?"
"What does it look like?" She asks.
"Ror, why are you going all Magdalene on me?"
"Why wouldn't I? I always like to be naughty once in a while." She sucks on his neck.
"Ror, I think we should stop."
"Why?"
"Because I don't think we should do this yet."
"Tristan relax, I wasn't planning on us well you know... having sex yet. But I did have some naughty things that we can do."
Rory moves to the bed in the center of the appartment across from the door.
"Ror, are you sure about this."
"I'm sure."
He kisses her neck while laying her back on the bed.
"I just want to make out. Nothing X-rated, yet."
"Rory, have you had any naughty dreams about me while I was at military school?" Tristan asks jokingly.
Rory turns beet red. "Umm, Tristan."
"You did? Um Ror would you maybe tell me what we did."
"Um well..." She turns redder.
My AN: Hey guys this is the second chapter to my first fic ever. I'm feeling kinda dopey from taking Tylenol 3s for my swollen face from my four wisdom teeth being taken out. I got really bored then inspired by a naughty fic called Good Girls Don't. It's a NC-17 rated Trory. It's kind of AU but all will be expained in later chapters.
"Tristan?" She breathes.
"Oh my god." Rory pretty much attacks him in a hug.
"Miss me that much Ror." He says grinning.
She nuzzles his neck a little and gives him a gentle kiss. He rubs her back gently.
"I can't believe I'm going to say this but I missed you."
"I know Ror. I know." He holds her a bit longer. "So how did you figure out it was me anyway."
"Well I'd recognize that sexy voice of yours anywhere."
"Oh really." He smirks. She wants to slap him for it, but starts to find it cute.
"What are you wearing, Mary?" Tristan growls.
Rory bites her lip innocently then teases him by whispering in his ear. "Well I can tell you what I'm not wearing, panties."
He looks wide eyed at her. Then he grins and closes the door behind him and they go inside the appartment.
She presses him against the door.
"Um Rory what are you doing?"
"What does it look like?" She asks.
"Ror, why are you going all Magdalene on me?"
"Why wouldn't I? I always like to be naughty once in a while." She sucks on his neck.
"Ror, I think we should stop."
"Why?"
"Because I don't think we should do this yet."
"Tristan relax, I wasn't planning on us well you know... having sex yet. But I did have some naughty things that we can do."
Rory moves to the bed in the center of the appartment across from the door.
"Ror, are you sure about this."
"I'm sure."
He kisses her neck while laying her back on the bed.
"I just want to make out. Nothing X-rated, yet."
"Rory, have you had any naughty dreams about me while I was at military school?" Tristan asks jokingly.
Rory turns beet red. "Umm, Tristan."
"You did? Um Ror would you maybe tell me what we did."
"Um well..." She turns redder.