The Legend - A Gilmore Girls Fan Fiction

Chapter 56

After a few moments, I came back and stood in the doorway between our room and the living room, wearing nothing but one of Finn's dressy, button-up work shirts.

He looked at me with a raised eyebrow curiously and exhaled loudly.

I didn't say a word, but instead, I just made a motion with my finger for him to follow me.

He rose to his feet quickly and was by my side so fast I couldn't help but laugh to myself.

I took his hand and led him into the bedroom where he looked around in awe – I had candles scattered and lit all over the bedroom that I'd bought earlier when I went to the store, and the lights were turned off.

When his eyes finally made their way back to me, he clutched his chest like he was having a heart attack as he watched me slowly unbutton each and every button of the shirt I was wearing.

He swallowed hard and tried to clear his throat. He didn't want to assume anything, but he couldn't help but get nervous that maybe this was 'it'.

The irony of that thought wasn't lost on him – never in his life had he been nervous about a woman undressing before him, until now, and it was the woman he'd been the most comfortable with in his entire life.

His breathing was labored as he realized I was wearing a lacy, black, matching bra and panty set, and the breath caught in his throat as he took the vision in.

"What are you thinking so hard about?" I asked, looking down, slightly self-conscious.

He smirked at my lack of confidence and bit his lower lip. "Thinking about you...and me...and what you're doing to me in that sexy little outfit you're wearing" he murmured as his lips brushed against my ear. I closed my eyes and breathed in deep.

"Are you complaining?" I asked, my confidence coming back.

"I'm doing the exact opposite of complaining, my dear, although you may not want to know what's really going through my mind at the moment" he warned me.

This time I looked at him with a raised eyebrow, but I kissed him hungrily. He held onto me tightly and kissed me back, unable to let me go.

Passion grew and grew, and suddenly I fell backwards onto the bed and he landed on top of me heavily, causing us both to burst out laughing because neither of us had realized that we'd inched our way there.

He started kissing my neck, and I tilted my head back, shutting my eyes closed tightly and breathed heavily. He trailed kisses down from my neck, to my collar bone, and down to my chest.

I reached down and grabbed ahold of his shirt, and pulled it up over his head.

The look in his eyes was a mixture of excitement and disbelief before he attacked me with kisses once again. I smiled and pulled him in even closer.

"Tell me to stop" he pleaded, not sure he would be able to hold on to his self-control.

I just shook my head and kept kissing him, digging my nails into his back.

He let out a deep groan. "Rory, I'm serious. I need you to tell me to stop" he whispered again.

I put my hands on his face to get his attention. "Finn, look at me – I don't want you to stop" I whispered, pulling his face back to mine, kissing him again.

He pressed against me even harder, kissing me even deeper, and letting his hands explore.

"Are you sure this is what you want, Love?" he asked breathlessly, not wanting to take things too far if I wasn't ready.

"Finn, please. I want this" I whispered, practically begging, and that was all the confirmation he needed.

"Oh thank god" he whispered with a serious look in his eyes as he started attacking me with kisses again.

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Finn's arms were wrapped strongly around me; my back was to his front, our legs intertwined, with the sheets tangled around us. He nuzzled his face into the nape of my neck and breathed in deeply. "That – was – amazing, Love" he whispered, planting gentle kisses on my shoulder.

I smiled hearing his words and breathed in deep, also, and I turned around to face him. "Thank you" I whispered.

He looked confused. "Thank me? For what, Love?" he exclaimed in surprise.

"For making sure that I was ready. I love you so much for that" I whispered, touching his face, kissing him.

"And I love you too much for me to have wrecked it by pushing you into sex before it was right. Sex is not the reason I've been interested in you, Love, and I had to be absolutely certain that you believed that before it ever happened" he whispered.

"I could never believe anything less of you, Finn. The way you treat me – I've never been treated this way before – with so much respect and care... It's weird, I mean, I've been in love before, or at least I thought so, but I have never felt what I'm feeling for you. I don't even know how to explain it, just – wow" I whispered.

He smiled and brushed the hair away from my eyes gently. "Well, I've never been in love before, but I've had my fair share of experiences that led me to bed with a woman, and never in my life have I ever felt closer to someone afterwards. I've always wanted to bolt – you know, the second I was done, I was done, and I wanted to leave. But with you, I just want to hold you, and love on you, and kiss you, and – cuddle. What the hell have you done to me, Rory Gilmore? You've ruined me" he murmured, brushing my forehead with light kisses.

"Oh yeah? Are you complaining?" I asked, repeating my line from earlier in the night.

"Oh, I'm doing the exact opposite of complaining, Love" he said with a chuckle, picking up on the repetitive phrase. "I'm giving you bragging rights. You've done the unimaginable and tamed the beast – The Legend. I've never wanted anyone the way I've wanted you, and I want to keep wanting you, and needing you, and spending every waking moment with you until you finally come to your senses and get tired of me and leave me" he whispered.

"And do you think that will ever happen?" I asked with a smirk.

"Bloody hell, I hope not" he whispered with a smile, and I smiled back, kissing him lovingly.