Gaylor One Shots

Needy

I moaned out in pleasure. My back was arched. My fingers tangled in Taylor's hair. "Don't stop..." I moaned out.

I gasped and sat up in bed. I looked around my dark room and caught my breath. "My god..." I mumbled and crashed back against my pillows. I could feel the warmth dripping out of me. I was turned on. I reached over to open my nightstand and deal with it myself but stared at my phone.

I gently bit my lip and thought about it for a moment. I grabbed my phone and dialed Taylor's number. I anxiously waited for an answer.

"Hello?" Taylor tiredly answered.

"Hey baby..." I softly replied.

"Y/N? Why are you up so late?" She yawned.

"I couldn't sleep..." I replied.

She sighed, "Did you have a nightmare?"

"...No." I replied.

"What happened?" She asked. "Can you come over?" I shyly asked. "For?" She asked. I stayed silent for a moment. "Y/N?" She asked, checking if I was still there. "I need help going back to sleep..." I quietly replied. "Just sleep on the phone with me. I'll keep you company." She replied. "That's not going to help." I sighed.

"Why not? It's helped before." Taylor replied. "Well not for this particular issue..." I mumbled. "What issue? What's going on?" She asked. "Taylor." I sighed. "What?" She asked still clueless. "Taylor, I'm horny." I replied. There was silence. Neither of us spoke for a solid minute. The phone beeped as she hung up and I sighed.

I laid in bed and stared up at the ceiling. Minutes passed and I still couldn't sleep. I heard noises and someone burst through my bedroom door. I sat up startled and turned on my bedside lamp.

Taylor stood in the room trying to catch her breath. She was in her leggings and an oversized gray sweater. "I'm here." She said catching her breath. I smirked as she climbed up on the bed and hovered over me. "Sorry I took too long." She said kissing my lips repeatedly. I laughed and stared up at her. "I thought you hated me and hung up." I frowned. She shook her head. "I wanted to surprise you. So when you said you were...you know. I came as quick as I could."

I smiled and pecked her lips. "So do you still need me?" Taylor asked. "Always." I smirked. "Good..." Taylor softly smirked and kissed me. Her lips were intoxicating. If I could survive off her lips alone, I'd never detach from them. I slipped her sweater off and tossed it off to the side. She slowly stripped me of clothing and pulled away to admire me. She softly smirked to herself and reached over to grab something from the nightstand drawers.

"Don't worry...I'll get you back to sleep soon." She whispered and grabbed her strap. I patiently watched as she aligned herself at my entrance and slowly teased the tip along my entrance.

Taylor's POV

"Go easy." She whispered. I nodded and slowly slid into her warmth. She let out a soft gasp and bit her lip. I held onto her hips and slowly rocked mine back and forth, letting her adjust to my length. She softly moaned and lightly grasped at the sheets.

I couldn't help but admire her pleasure stricken face. Every time she enjoyed something I was doing, I never wanted to stop. I rocked my hips at a quicker pace making her breathing grow heavier. She gripped onto my arms and furrowed her eyebrows in pleasure.

I bit my lip and observed her face as I continued. I began to hit her pleasure spot causing a loud gasp to escape her lips. "Oh fuck..." she breathed out. I softly smirked and continued at the same speed that sent her over the edge. I couldn't help but take pleasure in her pleasure.

My strokes started to get slow as her walls tightened around me. "Fuck." I softly whimpered. "I'm gonna..." she breathlessly said as she rocked her hips with mine. She scratched at my back as I continued. We locked eyes, both of our breathing getting heavier as we continued. Her lip quivered from the pleasure. She whimpered as she came. I slowed down and gently collapsed on top of her.

I was exhausted. From lack of sleep and from the work I had just put in to satisfy her. My head was on her chest and my eyes were closed while I silently listened to her heartbeat. She moved strands of hair out of my face and gently kissed the top of my head. "I told you, you should just spend the night here." She softly laughed.

"I can't move." I replied. She carefully helped roll me over to her side. I stared up at the ceiling and turned to look at her. She softly smiled and admired my face. "We can't keep living like this." I replied. "Like what?" She asked. "You're moving in." I replied. "And who said you decide that?" She asked. "I did, because I'm not going to be speeding over here every night you need me when you could be right next to me." I said as I kissed her forehead. "So?" I asked waiting for her response.

She rolled her eyes, "Fine."

"Pack your bags." I replied.

"Now?" She asked.

"Tomorrow. I'm too tired." I yawned and curled up under the covers.