Taylor Swift Imagines - Part II

first times (smut)

"hey, baby!" taylor opened the door to find her girlfriend, a bouquet in your hand wearing a white button up blouse and a black skirt.

"hey, tay." you smiled, stepping into her arms and kissing her on the lips.

taylor slipped her hand into yours, walking you into her house and to her large kitchen. you sat down on a chair as taylor insisted while she cooked a lovely smelling meal. you both chatted about your days, and you put the flowers you bought her into a vase with water on the windowsill.

"so, how was work today?" taylor asked, pouring her home made sauce into her pasta.

you were a publicist with some of the biggest celebrities out there, that was what you were famous for and how you met taylor. you were friends with tree, and you were with one of your clients the day tree was in the same room as you with taylor. once your client left along with tree, taylor walked over to you and started a conversation, and you were both quick to fall in love with each other.

"it was good, tough client today with some annoying news post that was made up for attention. i got it sorted, though." you explained, taking a sip of your much deserved wine taylor poured for you.

"of course you did. you're amazing at your job, ma." taylor smiled, dishing the pasta and serving it to you with grated parmesan in a tiny bowl.

"tay, this looks amazing. thank you." you smiled, and taylor placed a small kiss to your cheek before sitting down and eating as well.

you both ate in a comfortable silence, occasionally bringing up a subject to talk about until you finished. taylor took your plate and her own, going to wash it up but you obviously stopped her. you weren't going to have her make this wonderful meal and not help her out somehow.

"tay, no. let me." you sternly said, and she stepped aside at your demanding voice as you rolled your sleeves up and washed your plates and utensils.

you got about halfway through the washing up before taylor crept up behind you and slipped her arms around your waist, and you immediately leant into her touch while trying to clean the plate in your hands. taylor began kissing softly up your neck, each contact of her lips to your skin burning your neck as she trailed up to your jawline.

"how about we continue with the washing later, ma?" taylor murmured, unbuttoning the first button on your blouse.

"tay.." you sighed when she ran her hand under the swell of your breast, slightly squeezing.

"yes, baby?" taylor mumbled against your skin.

"i've never- i haven't done this before." you admitted in embarrassment.

taylor's hands paused where they were on your breasts before turning you around to face her.

"it's okay, don't be embarrassed sweetheart. do you want to carry on, or would you like to stop and we can go put on a movie?" taylor said softly, her hand moving up to your rosy cheek and caressing softly.

"i want to carry on, tay. just be gentle." you said, smiling a bit.

"of course, mon amour. i'll be slow and i'll talk you through it, okay? what's your safe word?" taylor asked, kissing her girlfriend's forehead.

"can we do traffic light system instead?" you asked, your hands sliding to her neck.

"yes, we can. what are we now?"

"green." taylor captured your lips in a soft kiss, tapping your thighs so you jumped into her arms and she caught you with her strong arms, wrapping her legs around her waist which caused your tight skirt to ride up, your panties exposed.