Fic: So Wrong, But So Right - Chapter 2

Sep 30, 2008 18:40

Title: So Wrong, But So Right
Author: scoobysnacks (aka: scoobysnacksfix)
Pairing: Lorelai and Dean
Warning: Hetero Sex (gasp!)
Summary: Lorelai knows it’s wrong to sleep with Dean but it just feels so right.

*** So Wrong, But So Right - Chapter 2 ***

You lie back on the bed and watch as he removes his shirt and pants and you’re reminded again of his youth when you see his erection creating an impressive tent in his underwear. He follows your line of sight and laughs a little as he explains sweetly, “I guess I’ve…kind of been thinking about this all night.”

“Oh? Thinking about what?” You ask him with faux innocence and he starts to crawl onto the bed, moving carefully on top of you.

You tilt your head back on the pillow while he kisses your neck and whispers, “About all the things I wanna do to you.”

He continues to place feather-light kisses on your neck as his hands glide over your nightgown, caressing your sides and your stomach and eventually moving up to your breasts. You moan softly when you feel the warmth of his mouth over your nipple, sucking it through the silky material.

You run your hands through his hair and watch as he slides the straps of your nightgown down over your shoulders then even lower and you have to smile because even though Dean’s already seen you completely naked several times, you can feel his arousal growing as he exposes your bare breasts.

You start to make a comment about how easily amused men are but he circles your nipple with his tongue and you suddenly lose your train of thought. He’s always very attentive to your breasts during sex and you love him for it; he doesn’t tweak them or squish them together like most men seem to always want to do. Instead he caresses them and kisses them and you wonder for the millionth time if Rory even knows how stupid it was to leave Dean for Jess.

That thought is quickly pushed away as Dean moves up to kiss you tenderly while he caresses your nipples in such a gentle way that you feel a surge of wetness between your legs. He moans as he ends the kiss then whispers, “There’s something I wanna do but…I’ve never done it before. So I’m a little nervous that I won’t be any good at it.”

“The words ‘anal probe’ aren’t involved, are they?” You ask with a cringe and he huffs out a laugh.

“No, an anal probe isn’t involved.” He slides one hand down between your legs and you feel the warmth of his fingers as he massages you through your panties. “I think you’ll like what it is though.”

You swallow hard and nod, trying to control your breathing and he smiles and lowers down to kiss you again before shifting his body down between your legs. You lift your hips when he starts to slide your panties off then he tosses them to the floor and smiles nervously as he tries to find a comfortable position, which isn’t easy considering how long his body is.

He pushes your legs a little further apart and kisses along your inner thighs, sending sparks of pleasure across your skin then he licks a path between the soft folds of your pussy and you gasp in surprise and grab onto the sheets, twisting the material between your fingers.

His tongue finds its way to your clit and he circles it a bit tentatively but quickly finds a rhythm that has you writhing against him. You reach down to stroke his hair and see that his eyes are locked onto your face, watching your reactions so you smile and breathlessly tell him, “That’s it, right there.”

He uses two fingers to spread you open then presses his tongue inside you and your hips move up off of the bed of their own volition. Dean’s hands move up to hold your breasts and when he moans, it vibrates against your clit and your whole body shakes as your climax washes over you.

You cum so hard that your vision blurs so you close your eyes until you feel him crawling on top of you. When you open your eyes again, he’s smiling like he’s so proud of himself and you want to give him a cookie or a ‘Good Job’ sticker.

But instead you gasp out, “You’re a liar.”

“What?” He laughs and furrows his brow.

“You said you’ve never done that before.”

“I haven’t, I swear.”

“Well, it was…wow…” Is all you can say because your stomach is still quaking, your vision still frosty around the edges.

“It was okay?” He asks, stroking your hair and you place your hand on his face and kiss him before you answer.

“It was spectacular. Like, off-the-charts spectacular. Seriously, Dean.” You kiss him again and he shifts on top of you and you feel his erection pressing into your thigh, seeking relief, so you whisper, “Grab a condom. Quick.”

TBC…

Chapter 3 will be posted tomorrow on Thursday! ;)
 

.fanfiction, lorelai/dean

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