Someting More
Title: The Retired Knight is back in Buisness
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Will saves Lorelai, but with Consequences
Warnings: Language
Length: Longish
Word Count: 1549
Chapter #: 9/?
WIP or Complete: WIP
Previous Chapters:
Prolouge: HERE
Nice Stalkers: HERE
Cheesecake and Harassment: HERE
Welcome to the Neighborhood: HERE
Campbell’s Soup and Dirty Dancing HERE
Daily Tea, the Flu, and Dog Ladies HERE
Retrieving Young Gold
HERE
Jobs, Numbers, and Names in a Cage HERE
“Lorelai!” Will called out, and then reached out to grab her hand, which was hot and sweaty. He looked around panicked. “Where the fuck is Jake?” he yelled out.
“God, you don’t have to use language and my name in the same sentence!” Jake said, coming over.
“How do I get her out?”
“There should be a safety latch somewhere on the bottom, in case of emergencies.” Jake said, frowning. “What happened?”
“How are you so calm about this?” Will asked incredulously (and somewhat angrily, as he had difficulty finding the latch, because he could only feel around with his hands… the cage was somewhat high).
“It happens usually with beginners.” Jake explained. He didn’t other helping; he was shorter than Will.
“Well this isn’t a new job for her, this is the last and first time for her. She’s back to DJ-ing!” he said, still trying to find it.
“But she was such a hit…”
“No. I know how much she hates it, and now she hates me for bringing her here tonight. I thought we could have fun together, but you just happened to ruin the whole night. Thank you so much, Jake.” Will said, and he finally found the latch. The bottom of the cage fell down, and sent Lorelai tumbling on top of Will, who managed to catch her, stepping back to regain his balance. “I’ll have her call about a certain raise. She deserves a lot for tonight.” Will practically spat at Jake, and he walked away. He looked around. “Where are the dressing rooms?”
“Upstairs, over there…” Jake said, frowning as he pointed to a doorway which actually read dressing rooms. Will tried not to laugh at himself as he slowly walked to the door, opened it with difficulty ( holding a passed out woman is hard, even if he was pretty strong). He reached the top of the stairs, and opened the door with difficulty. He then hear a few shrieks and cries:
“What the hell are you doing here?
“Guys aren’t allowed up here?
“What did you do to Lorelai?!”
“Uh, sorry!” Will said, and then shut his eyes, not wanting to see any bare parts. “I uh, just wanted to change Lorelai back into her regular clothes, or at least cover her up. She’s sick, and I’m taking her home.
“God, she’s more than sick…” Will heard a deep woman’s voice say, and he heard it come closer. “Um, you can open your eyes, we’re all decent. Well, unless you consider underwear and a bra decent, you’ll be fine.” He heard her say.
“I don’t want to be disrespectful.” He said, and he kept his eyes closed.
Everybody inside laughed. “Looks like Lorelai has herself a decent man here!” another voice said, laughing.
“Oh no, we’re just friends, I’m her new neighbor. But anyways she’s sick, and I need to cover her up, or change her.”
“She looks dead!” the deep voice said, and Will’s eyes hot open as he quickly looked down. Lorelai did look really sick. Her face was turning white, and she was getting heavier.
“Oh god,” Will said, and he rushed in, not caring about the women all around him in their underwear. He saw a sofa, and laid her down on it. He then net down, and lightly slapped her face.
“Lorelai! Lorelai!” he said, as the girls crowded around him, all looking at their passed out co-worker.
Her eyes fluttered, and then she finally squinted them open.
“Will?” she groaned, her voice rough. Will, along with the other girls, all sighed in relief.
“Oh honey, did Jake replace you for Kelly? I swear, you think he can’t sink so low, and then he goes and does something like that…” the deep voice said, and Lorelai smiled faintly.
“It’s so hot in here…” Lorelai moaned again, Will frowned, and felt her head.
“You’re burning up. Tell me, where did you leave your clothes?”
“Umm, I think somewhere over there…” Lorelai said, and she pointed to the ceiling. One of the girls laughed, but stopped when Will frowned even deeper.
“Wait, here they are!” another girl said, holding up Lorelai’s clothes.
“Ok, buddy. Since you two are only friends, you’ll have to wait outside while we change her clothes.” The deep voiced woman said, and Will finally got a look at her. She had dark skin, with a head full of black braids, and light hazel eyes. Will didn’t let his eyes wander to her outfit, he just nodded, and then went outside the door to wait while they changed her.
Will left the room, and the whole room burst with girlish giggles.
“God, he’s so attractive!”
“And so gentlemanly!
“And strong! He was holding you so carefully!”
“He looked so sweetly at you!”
“You guys are such a cute couple!”
“Are you ok?” Olivia( the deep voiced girl) said, frowning as she slipped off the shorts off Lorelai, who moaned.
“The last thing I remember is Will fighting off some touchers…” Lorelai mumbled, not even bothering to correct that she and Will were just friends. The girls all shook their heads, but also sighed at imagining Will being brave.
“He’s definitely a keeper, honey,” Olivia said, slipping on and buttoning her jeans, and then working off to take off her tube-top. Olivia was probably Lorelai’s best friend. They were both brand-new starters, and Olivia wasn’t a cage dancer, she was a waitress that did a show on the small stage in the corner once in a while.
Lorelai didn’t say anything, she just fell back asleep (or passed out again, nobody was sure).
The next thing Will knew, the bouncer was offering to help him carry Lorelai to his car. But the line was too long, and the bouncer agreed with Will when he pointed that out. So Will found himself carrying Lorelai honeymoon style, with her neck resting on the inside of the elbow with her head balanced on his arm, and her own arms and legs hanging like a rag doll.
Lorelai fell in and out that night. Will fumbling to get her in the car seat and buckled rightly, all the while touching her softly and respectively. Will driving down the road, once in a while looking over at Lorelai, and feeling her forehead. Will not breaking into her house again, but finding the key under her turtle, and opening the door while holding her at the same time. Will laying Lorelai down, while fighting off Lucy and Abbey who were jumping to greet their ‘mom’. Will staring at Lorelai for a long time, trying to think of a respectable way of undressing her, and then eventually taking off only her shirt(she had a beater under) and unzipping her pants, covering her up, and then reaching under the covers at the foot of the bed to slip them off. Him kissing her cheek softly, patting Lucy and Abbey who were sleeping at the foot of her bed, and eventually leaving.
♪Here comes my baby, here she comes now♪
Will groaned as he reached for his cell phone. He sat up in bed as he flipped it open.
“Hello?” he groaned.
“I’ve found a way that you can make it up to me.” Lorelai said through the receiver.
“I’m listening,” Wills aid as he got out of bed, stretched, and walked over to his window, to look across to see a waving Lorelai. Both Lorelai and will recently found out that their rooms were right across from each other, so when they would want to talk, one would just call the other, and they would talk while smiling at each other if they were too lazy to walk the 2 dozen steps to the other’s house. “Wait,” he aid, frowning. “The saving you from those assholes, taking you to the dressing rooms to get you changed, taking you home, and tucking you in wasn’t enough?” he asked. He looked at Lorelai, and was shocked at how great she looked at 10 am on a Saturday Morning. He ran a hand through his hair to try and tame it, but it still looked messy, and he couldn’t help but smile when he saw Lorelai giggle at his messy hair.
“Well it would’ve, but then I noticed that my pant’s were off, so that took away points.”
“You know I took them off without looking!” he argued, but she interrupted him.
“Do you want my forgiveness or not?” she asked.
“How could you stay mad at this?” he asked, pointing to himself in a vain way. She smiled, and shrugged.
“I guess I’m the first. So, tomorrow, it will be around a week and a half since I have gotten Lucy and Abbey back, and they stink.”
“I’m not cleaning up any shit.” He said, and she giggled again.
“Nope. You’re gonna help me wash them tomorrow.” She said.
“Why not a groomer?”
“Washing is more fun, especially if you have a slave with you.”
“Why tomorrow.”
“I’m gonna rest today, I still don’t feel to well.”
“DO you need me to come over?”
“No, I kind of want an alone day with Lucy and Abbey, but thanks anyway.”
“Call me if you need anything.”
“I will, see you tomorrow, oh, and bring a bathing-suit.”
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Will saves Lorelai, but with Consequences
Warnings: Language
Length: Longish
Word Count: 1549
Chapter #: 9/?
WIP or Complete: WIP
Previous Chapters:
Prolouge: HERE
Nice Stalkers: HERE
Cheesecake and Harassment: HERE
Welcome to the Neighborhood: HERE
Campbell’s Soup and Dirty Dancing HERE
Daily Tea, the Flu, and Dog Ladies HERE
Retrieving Young Gold
HERE
Jobs, Numbers, and Names in a Cage HERE
“Lorelai!” Will called out, and then reached out to grab her hand, which was hot and sweaty. He looked around panicked. “Where the fuck is Jake?” he yelled out.
“God, you don’t have to use language and my name in the same sentence!” Jake said, coming over.
“How do I get her out?”
“There should be a safety latch somewhere on the bottom, in case of emergencies.” Jake said, frowning. “What happened?”
“How are you so calm about this?” Will asked incredulously (and somewhat angrily, as he had difficulty finding the latch, because he could only feel around with his hands… the cage was somewhat high).
“It happens usually with beginners.” Jake explained. He didn’t other helping; he was shorter than Will.
“Well this isn’t a new job for her, this is the last and first time for her. She’s back to DJ-ing!” he said, still trying to find it.
“But she was such a hit…”
“No. I know how much she hates it, and now she hates me for bringing her here tonight. I thought we could have fun together, but you just happened to ruin the whole night. Thank you so much, Jake.” Will said, and he finally found the latch. The bottom of the cage fell down, and sent Lorelai tumbling on top of Will, who managed to catch her, stepping back to regain his balance. “I’ll have her call about a certain raise. She deserves a lot for tonight.” Will practically spat at Jake, and he walked away. He looked around. “Where are the dressing rooms?”
“Upstairs, over there…” Jake said, frowning as he pointed to a doorway which actually read dressing rooms. Will tried not to laugh at himself as he slowly walked to the door, opened it with difficulty ( holding a passed out woman is hard, even if he was pretty strong). He reached the top of the stairs, and opened the door with difficulty. He then hear a few shrieks and cries:
“What the hell are you doing here?
“Guys aren’t allowed up here?
“What did you do to Lorelai?!”
“Uh, sorry!” Will said, and then shut his eyes, not wanting to see any bare parts. “I uh, just wanted to change Lorelai back into her regular clothes, or at least cover her up. She’s sick, and I’m taking her home.
“God, she’s more than sick…” Will heard a deep woman’s voice say, and he heard it come closer. “Um, you can open your eyes, we’re all decent. Well, unless you consider underwear and a bra decent, you’ll be fine.” He heard her say.
“I don’t want to be disrespectful.” He said, and he kept his eyes closed.
Everybody inside laughed. “Looks like Lorelai has herself a decent man here!” another voice said, laughing.
“Oh no, we’re just friends, I’m her new neighbor. But anyways she’s sick, and I need to cover her up, or change her.”
“She looks dead!” the deep voice said, and Will’s eyes hot open as he quickly looked down. Lorelai did look really sick. Her face was turning white, and she was getting heavier.
“Oh god,” Will said, and he rushed in, not caring about the women all around him in their underwear. He saw a sofa, and laid her down on it. He then net down, and lightly slapped her face.
“Lorelai! Lorelai!” he said, as the girls crowded around him, all looking at their passed out co-worker.
Her eyes fluttered, and then she finally squinted them open.
“Will?” she groaned, her voice rough. Will, along with the other girls, all sighed in relief.
“Oh honey, did Jake replace you for Kelly? I swear, you think he can’t sink so low, and then he goes and does something like that…” the deep voice said, and Lorelai smiled faintly.
“It’s so hot in here…” Lorelai moaned again, Will frowned, and felt her head.
“You’re burning up. Tell me, where did you leave your clothes?”
“Umm, I think somewhere over there…” Lorelai said, and she pointed to the ceiling. One of the girls laughed, but stopped when Will frowned even deeper.
“Wait, here they are!” another girl said, holding up Lorelai’s clothes.
“Ok, buddy. Since you two are only friends, you’ll have to wait outside while we change her clothes.” The deep voiced woman said, and Will finally got a look at her. She had dark skin, with a head full of black braids, and light hazel eyes. Will didn’t let his eyes wander to her outfit, he just nodded, and then went outside the door to wait while they changed her.
Will left the room, and the whole room burst with girlish giggles.
“God, he’s so attractive!”
“And so gentlemanly!
“And strong! He was holding you so carefully!”
“He looked so sweetly at you!”
“You guys are such a cute couple!”
“Are you ok?” Olivia( the deep voiced girl) said, frowning as she slipped off the shorts off Lorelai, who moaned.
“The last thing I remember is Will fighting off some touchers…” Lorelai mumbled, not even bothering to correct that she and Will were just friends. The girls all shook their heads, but also sighed at imagining Will being brave.
“He’s definitely a keeper, honey,” Olivia said, slipping on and buttoning her jeans, and then working off to take off her tube-top. Olivia was probably Lorelai’s best friend. They were both brand-new starters, and Olivia wasn’t a cage dancer, she was a waitress that did a show on the small stage in the corner once in a while.
Lorelai didn’t say anything, she just fell back asleep (or passed out again, nobody was sure).
The next thing Will knew, the bouncer was offering to help him carry Lorelai to his car. But the line was too long, and the bouncer agreed with Will when he pointed that out. So Will found himself carrying Lorelai honeymoon style, with her neck resting on the inside of the elbow with her head balanced on his arm, and her own arms and legs hanging like a rag doll.
Lorelai fell in and out that night. Will fumbling to get her in the car seat and buckled rightly, all the while touching her softly and respectively. Will driving down the road, once in a while looking over at Lorelai, and feeling her forehead. Will not breaking into her house again, but finding the key under her turtle, and opening the door while holding her at the same time. Will laying Lorelai down, while fighting off Lucy and Abbey who were jumping to greet their ‘mom’. Will staring at Lorelai for a long time, trying to think of a respectable way of undressing her, and then eventually taking off only her shirt(she had a beater under) and unzipping her pants, covering her up, and then reaching under the covers at the foot of the bed to slip them off. Him kissing her cheek softly, patting Lucy and Abbey who were sleeping at the foot of her bed, and eventually leaving.
♪Here comes my baby, here she comes now♪
Will groaned as he reached for his cell phone. He sat up in bed as he flipped it open.
“Hello?” he groaned.
“I’ve found a way that you can make it up to me.” Lorelai said through the receiver.
“I’m listening,” Wills aid as he got out of bed, stretched, and walked over to his window, to look across to see a waving Lorelai. Both Lorelai and will recently found out that their rooms were right across from each other, so when they would want to talk, one would just call the other, and they would talk while smiling at each other if they were too lazy to walk the 2 dozen steps to the other’s house. “Wait,” he aid, frowning. “The saving you from those assholes, taking you to the dressing rooms to get you changed, taking you home, and tucking you in wasn’t enough?” he asked. He looked at Lorelai, and was shocked at how great she looked at 10 am on a Saturday Morning. He ran a hand through his hair to try and tame it, but it still looked messy, and he couldn’t help but smile when he saw Lorelai giggle at his messy hair.
“Well it would’ve, but then I noticed that my pant’s were off, so that took away points.”
“You know I took them off without looking!” he argued, but she interrupted him.
“Do you want my forgiveness or not?” she asked.
“How could you stay mad at this?” he asked, pointing to himself in a vain way. She smiled, and shrugged.
“I guess I’m the first. So, tomorrow, it will be around a week and a half since I have gotten Lucy and Abbey back, and they stink.”
“I’m not cleaning up any shit.” He said, and she giggled again.
“Nope. You’re gonna help me wash them tomorrow.” She said.
“Why not a groomer?”
“Washing is more fun, especially if you have a slave with you.”
“Why tomorrow.”
“I’m gonna rest today, I still don’t feel to well.”
“DO you need me to come over?”
“No, I kind of want an alone day with Lucy and Abbey, but thanks anyway.”
“Call me if you need anything.”
“I will, see you tomorrow, oh, and bring a bathing-suit.”