I Know Places (Taylor Swift Imagines) (GxG)

Twinning

So High School stems nearly got me moaning out loud

"Tay?" you call out from the bedroom, a cheeky sort of grin on your lips as you look at yourself in the floorlength mirror.

All you're wearing is a thin bra and shorts — the same things Taylor is wearing since it's insufferably hot right now.

You hear footsteps slowly coming closer, and you smirk a little when your fiancée peeks in from the door, only for her eyes to widen when she sees you.

You know she's always been jealous — a little territorial, if you will — and she hates when you wear things that are too revealing. You love her jealous side; you think it's the hottest thing in the world.

So when she sees you standing there in that outfit, her eyes narrow slightly, and you can see the mix of emotions playing across her face. Jealousy, desire, possessiveness — all of it is right there, just beneath the surface.

She steps into the room, her gaze never leaving yours, and you can feel the tension rising. "What do you think you're doing?" she asks, her voice low and husky.

She's wearing the same things as you. Her tits are nearly spilling out of the bra, and the shorts barely cover anything.

You shrug nonchalantly, but the smile on your face says everything. "Just getting comfortable," you reply, your tone playful. "It's so hot out. And look, we're twinning!"

Taylor takes another step closer, her eyes raking over your body. "You know how I feel about you wearing things like that," she says, her voice a bit firmer now.

You can't help but tease her a little more. "Oh, come on, Tay. It's just us here. Who's going to see?"

Her eyes darken with that familiar intensity, and you can see she's fighting to keep control. "Doesn't matter," she replies. "You're mine, and I don't like sharing."

You take a step closer to her, closing the distance between you. "Then why don't you show me just how much I belong to you?" you whisper, your voice filled with a mix of challenge and invitation.

Your lips are barely a hair's breadth away from the others, and with a growl of desire, Taylor lifts you up, carrying you to the bed. As she lays you down, you can see the fire in her eyes, a promise of what's to come. You shiver in anticipation, knowing that tonight, her jealousy will be your undoing.

currently a third of the way through part ii