Phone Call
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Category:
G through L › Gilmore Girls
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
21,236
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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 6:Tristan's Dream
Chapter 6: Tristan's Dream
My AN: See chapter 1 for first AN
AN: I finally snuck online long enough to update this fic. Hope You enjoy. Eveything will be explained in later chapters. When I say everything I mean why Rory and Tristan are civil towards each other and why they keep making out and telling each other about their wildest sex dreams.
"So for some really wierd reason you could read my mind. It kind of half turned me on, half freaked me out. Then I um...well...kind of think... She stalls a bit, embarrassed.
"Ror. There's nothing to be embarrassed about. You know you can tell me anything."
"Um. Ok. I think, I want you to have sex with me against the wall. Then I check to see if you're right about the reading the mind part, so I ask you and you go all ultra sexy on me and press me against the wall. You tell me the exact same thing except you say 'fuck' instead of sex, it really turns me on so I push you off of me and get out of the shower."
He grins evily.
"Naughty Rory saying bad words. Lets take a break from your little dream now." He brushes his hand down her arm gently, next he sits up and pushes down the sheet visably looking over her body.
Eventhough Tristan's already seen all of her she tries to cover herself. Tristan grabs her hands gently and presses them above her head with one of his strong sexy hands.
"Tristan?" She looks at him questioning he he was doing.
"Shh Ror. Just close your eyes and relax."
"Ok." She does what she's told.
"God Ror, you're beautiful." He murmers as his hand travels down her side from her breast to her hip.
Rory lets out a comfortable moan.
Tristan brushes his lips against her neck, then lower down in between her breats before covering them with hard sexy kisses.
She arches a little wanting more. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Tristan."
He knows she wants him to stop teasing her, he will just not yet. He moves to her feet, kissing the top of them, then moving upwards. She squirms and tries to get loose but he gets her to bend her knees and presses her hands in between her legs. He's trying to make her ache for him. Then she realizes it too and stops squirming.
He kisses up her legs, whispering naughty words that she had never heard directed at her before.
He moves to her ear giving it a swift nip. The adonis tells her what he's going to do next. He presses against her still only wearing boxers. She tries to arch against him but he grounds hard against her showing her what she does to him.
They moan. Tristan lets go of Rory's hands. She flips him over and gets a dangerous look in her eyes. She straddles Tristan's muscular thighs and slips her fingers under the waistband of his boxers.
"Rory!" He says shocked at her boldness.
"Come on, Tristan. I want to do something for you."
"Rory, you know you don't have to do anything for me."
"I know it's just you got to see me and you um... you know... I just want to do something for you. So relax."
She sticks her hand further into his boxers.
My AN: See chapter 1 for first AN
AN: I finally snuck online long enough to update this fic. Hope You enjoy. Eveything will be explained in later chapters. When I say everything I mean why Rory and Tristan are civil towards each other and why they keep making out and telling each other about their wildest sex dreams.
"So for some really wierd reason you could read my mind. It kind of half turned me on, half freaked me out. Then I um...well...kind of think... She stalls a bit, embarrassed.
"Ror. There's nothing to be embarrassed about. You know you can tell me anything."
"Um. Ok. I think, I want you to have sex with me against the wall. Then I check to see if you're right about the reading the mind part, so I ask you and you go all ultra sexy on me and press me against the wall. You tell me the exact same thing except you say 'fuck' instead of sex, it really turns me on so I push you off of me and get out of the shower."
He grins evily.
"Naughty Rory saying bad words. Lets take a break from your little dream now." He brushes his hand down her arm gently, next he sits up and pushes down the sheet visably looking over her body.
Eventhough Tristan's already seen all of her she tries to cover herself. Tristan grabs her hands gently and presses them above her head with one of his strong sexy hands.
"Tristan?" She looks at him questioning he he was doing.
"Shh Ror. Just close your eyes and relax."
"Ok." She does what she's told.
"God Ror, you're beautiful." He murmers as his hand travels down her side from her breast to her hip.
Rory lets out a comfortable moan.
Tristan brushes his lips against her neck, then lower down in between her breats before covering them with hard sexy kisses.
She arches a little wanting more. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Tristan."
He knows she wants him to stop teasing her, he will just not yet. He moves to her feet, kissing the top of them, then moving upwards. She squirms and tries to get loose but he gets her to bend her knees and presses her hands in between her legs. He's trying to make her ache for him. Then she realizes it too and stops squirming.
He kisses up her legs, whispering naughty words that she had never heard directed at her before.
He moves to her ear giving it a swift nip. The adonis tells her what he's going to do next. He presses against her still only wearing boxers. She tries to arch against him but he grounds hard against her showing her what she does to him.
They moan. Tristan lets go of Rory's hands. She flips him over and gets a dangerous look in her eyes. She straddles Tristan's muscular thighs and slips her fingers under the waistband of his boxers.
"Rory!" He says shocked at her boldness.
"Come on, Tristan. I want to do something for you."
"Rory, you know you don't have to do anything for me."
"I know it's just you got to see me and you um... you know... I just want to do something for you. So relax."
She sticks her hand further into his boxers.