Taylor Swift imagines▪️GXG▪️

learning guitar

Y/n pov

Being a singer, I always try to learn new instruments, and guitar is one of them. I've never been able to learn it and knowing that Taylor was so good, I wanted to ask her. I heard her from the other room playing and humming a bit, so I decided to ask her now.

I walked into the room and she looked away from her phone, smiling when I entered. "yes babygirl?", She asked. "Nothing, I just missed you", I said. She motioned for me to sit down next to her, and so I did. I sat down, then laid my head into her lap, while she played with my hair. "can I play you my song?", She asked. "of course, lemme hear it", I said and moved my head off her lap so she could rest the guitar there. She started playing and singing, she sounded so good that I almost forgot what I was going to ask her.

When she stopped playing, I kissed her sweetly, "so?", She asked. "Amazing baby, the song is amazing", I told her which brought a smile to her face. "Um do you think maybe you could teach me how to play guitar?", I asked. "Yes!", She said almost instantly, "finally", she joked as she pulled me to sit on her lap. She rested the guitar in my lap, and placed my hands on it.

She intertwined her fingers with mine as she start moving them. "this is strumming, keep going like this", she said and she easily moved my hands up and down creating a soft consistent sound. While playing, she pushed my hair out of the way and started kissing my neck, not even having to look at the guitar. "You're doing good baby, you're a natural at this", she mumbled into my neck making me giggle. "Tay, you're the only one playing", I said.

"Nuh uh", she said in defense. After minutes, I quickly forgot about the guitar as she kissed my neck more hungrily now. I was no longer playing and her hands were running up and down my sides. She put the guitar down and turned me around to face her.

I wrapped my arms around her neck, and she gently laid me under her on the sofa. Kissing down my neck to my chest, she held firmly onto my waist with one hand, the other propping her up. Suddenly as I was getting to business, she got up. I whined and tried to pull her back down. "would you look at the time? We have to make dinner", she said while smirking. "But-", I stop myself and pout. "Oh don't worry babydoll, there will be plenty of time for that tonight", and with that she leaves.

(Sweet, but always ends sexual)