What if Taylor Swift was a vigilante with healing powers? (This is so weird but I need her to sort of heal fast so that the smut would work. This is my first time writing smut, I'm so sorry if it's cringe.)
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Taylor Swift. Most people know her as the vigilante of Nashville, but I know her as Tay. My best friend since forever. She's the one who fights crime and I'm the one who's there to take care of her.
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It's midnight, almost 3AM. Taylor usually would've called me by 2 AM, but today was different. I heard someone knocking at my door, and when I opened it, there she was. Half-dead. Most days, she'd come to me with a stab wound or a gunshot, but today, she came knocking at my door with scars and bruises all over her body, gunshots to both of her shoulders, cuts on her leg, and a stab wound to the stomach.
"Taylor? What the fuck happened? Why did you come here and not the hospital?! You're literally bleeding all over the hallway!" I scream-asked. "I'm sorry to keep coming at your place like this. I would've gone to the hospital if he wasn't all over this city." She said softly. "He? Who?" I asked, confused. "Kanye. He's back and he's searching for-" she said, coughing up blood before passing out. "Taylor!" I screamed. I carried her to the couch, lying her down slowly.
I grabbed a few bandages, a needle, a few strings, and alcohol. I sat on the table and started to clean her up, starting by her cuts to her gunshots. I pulled out the bullets and stitched her up. I finished cleaning her and it's already 5 AM. So, I went to clean her blood off of me and my apartment floor.
"Y/N?" Taylor called out to me. "I'm coming!" I said to her, holding back my tears. I am so glad she woke up. I walked over to the couch and sat on the table. "Hey, how are you holding up?" I asked her. "It hurts. All of it hurts, but at least I have you here." She said, letting out a chuckle. I know it's a normal thing to say, but it makes me want to scream. Yes, I like her. How could I not? She's perfect. She's pretty, talented, fights crime, beautiful, kind, funny-
"Y/N??? Are you there?" Taylor's voice interrupted my thoughts. "Yeah. Well maybe you shouldn't go around fighting crime." I replied to her, giving the tiniest hint of disappointment. "I just can't help it! When a man like Kanye comes to try take over your whole town, you gotta fight.", "Even if it kills you?" I asked her, "Even if it kills you." She said. "You should get some rest. You've been up all night and morning cleaning me up." She suggested. "I'm not the one who got gunshots, a stab wound, cuts, and bruises on her body." I said, bringing my hand up to her forehead, checking if she has a fever or not.
"No fever. So, what's Kanye searching for?" I said, moving to the couch. "My brother.", "Austin? What does Kanye wants with him?" I asked her. "Kanye wants revenge on me. He's here to kill Austin. Kanye thinks that I killed his wife, I- I didn't." Taylor said, speeding up at the end of the sentence.
"I know you didn't, Taylor. What are you gonna do?", "I'm gonna kill him. He deserves it." She said. "Tay... you don't have to be like him. You fight crimes but you don't kill people." I said and reached for her hand. "He killed my family, Y/N. Austin is the only family I have left." Taylor stood up, getting a bit angry. "You still have me. I've always been right here. Don't do it, Taylor. Even if he deserves it." I told her, reaching out to hug her.
"You've always had my back, haven't you? I can't promise that I won't kill him, but I'll try my best not to." She chuckled. "That's my girl." I pulled out from the hug, smiling. Then, I felt her eyes on me. I caught her staring at my lips. She knew that I realized it.
"You know, I have to tell you something. Y/N, I have a crush on you. Have it since prom night, you looked so pretty in that dress. I've been trying to tell you, but I don't know how." She said softly. "I have a crush on you, too. Have it since prom night, too. That suit made you look so hot." My cheeks are turning red at the last sentence. "Oh, really?" She asked even though she knew the answer. "Yes." I said. My cheeks are probably as red as her lipstick color right now. She stared at my lips again.
"Stop staring at my lips. If you keep doing it then I won't be able to not kiss you.", "I don't want to stop, then." She smirked, putting her hands on my waist, pulling me closer. "Fuck it." I said, leaning in to kiss her. She laughed before leaning in too. I placed my hands on her neck, tip-toeing because of the height difference. The kiss lasted for a few minutes before we got back to get some air.
"Wait- Taylor you're hurt." I realized, pushing her back with a worried look. "I was. I'm not anymore. I got healing powers, remember?" She cupped my face. "Now if you don't mind, I would like to go back to kissing you." She said, smiling when she saw me blushing. "Yes, of course." I smiled. Taylor started to place kisses on me, from my forehead to my neck. "Tay..." I moaned when she seems to find my sweet spot.
All of the sudden, Taylor picked me up from the couch and carried me to my bedroom. She closed the door and pinned both of my hands with her arm. She kept on kissing my neck, leaving little love bites. "Taylor, please.." I whined when my felt her hand on my waistband. "What's that? Use your words, darling." She said as she slipped her hand to my shorts. "Stop teasing me, please! Just fuck me already" She chuckled as she slipped a finger under my panties. "So wet already, can you take three?", "I think so-" I gasped as she pushed three fingers in. Taylor lets go both of my hands so she can lift up my shirt. She kissed me from my neck to my chest. She took my nipple in between her index and middle finger and taking my other nipple to her mouth.
I brought my hand up to my mouth, trying to stay quiet as she sucked my nipple, the pleasure becoming too much. "Now, now, who said you could do that, huh?" She threw my hand away from my mouth and put them around her neck. "Oh my god! Taylor, don't stop!" I screamed out her name as I came. "Mmh, you taste so good, love." She said as she sucked her fingers clean. She kissed me and I tasted myself on her tounge.
I wrapped my legs around her waist as she walked us to my bed. She laid me down and said, "Ready for more?" she smirked at me, knowing this would go all day long.
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So yeah. Maybe I'll make a part two. Who knows?
