Taylor Swift x Reader Imagines(GxG)

Therapist (smut)

TW! Mention of alcoholism!!

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"Can I have the files for my next client?" I asked my assistant.

As I looked through it my eyes widened and my jaw dropped.
The name of my next patient was Taylor Alison Swift.

"Oh my fucking god", I mumbled, as I walked to the waiting room. With a shaky hand I opened the door. "Miss Taylor Alison Swift", I called.

There she was. Her perfect blonde hair, the ocean blue eyes, red lips. She was so fine. "That would be me", she said with a smile. My die hard swiftie heart was jumping. "It's nice to meet you ma'am, please follow me", I tried to stay as professional as I could.

"You can call me Taylor, don't need those formality", she said, smiling at me. "Okay Taylor! Call me Y/N", I opened the door to my room.

"Do you want to lay down or sit?" I asked .
"Sitting", she said, I smiled and we sat down on the sofa.

"So Taylor, how do you feel?" I asked looking in her hot blue eyes. "Iam doing great, thanks", she said with a soft smile.

"You sure? You are here because of alcoholism, when was your last drink", I asked. Her expressions changed and she turned a little bit red. "Its okay, you don't have to tell me but please know, that Iam not here to judge you, Iam here to help you."

"So uhm- in the morning I had vodka soda", she admitted, looking ashamed down. "It's okay, was there something triggering you?"

"I looked at the hate comments", she said barely above a whisper. I could see her getting pale and a tear was running down her face.

"Don't listen to this shitheads", I covered my mouth with my hand. "Sorry that was unprofessional."

"Thats fine", she looked amused.

We talked for the rest of the session. "Heres my number, If you have the urge to drink, call me", I said. "Thank you", I felt sad that she was about to go.

But...
But I shouldn't feel this way not for my patients.  Maybe it was just because I was a fan.

In the next 3 weeks we had 6 appointments and my feelings were growing.

In the evening I layed in bed thinking about her until...

Until my phone rang.

Unknown number.

"Dr. Y/L/N here",  I said.

"Y/N c-can y-you come?" It was Taylor. "Be there in 10, don't do anything sent me your location", I mumbled, running to grap my keys.

As I drove I started panicking.
Y/N stop it shes your patient.

As I pulled over I saw her sitting infront of her house. "Taylor", I called as I walked towards her.

Taylor stood up wobbling to me. "Y/NNNN" she screamed while falling on me. The smell of alcohol entered my nose. "Oh Taylor, lets go inside", I mumbled.

The blonde one sat on her couch, I kneeled infront of her looking up to her. "Uhhh I like this submissive view of you", she giggled, which turned me somehow on.

"Taylor why'd you drink?" I asked. "Becwaseee Iam so fucking in love withh yuuuuu", my eyes widened. "Taylor Iam your therapist", I whispered.

"THAT MAKES IT WORSSEE", she screamed tears running down her face. "We should talk about it when you are sober."

She looked at me, with her teary blue eyes. "Imma take a shower."

"Thats to dangerous you should do this tomorrow, I'll stay here", I said with a soft smile.

"Can you sleep with meeeeee pleaseeee", Taylor said with puppy eyes. Although I wanted I couldn't. "Taylor.. I can't Iam your therapist."

"Please It would make me feel better sleeping next to you", she started crying, which made me breath  deep.

"Fine I guess", I wrapped an arm around Taylor to guide her to her bed. "Theres my closet, you can get yourself clothes there", she giggled.

The blonde one was way to drunk, to get herself dressed. "Where's your pyjama?" I asked her.

"I sleep in underwear, you can do too", I blushed at her comment. "Ohhhh you blushin babeee you love me", her eyes widened. Indeed I had catched feelings for her, but I tried to keep my cool.

As I layed down in my underwear she started spooning me from behind. Not only was my heart beating but also I was horny for her.

"I want to fuck you so bad", she whispered in my ear. "You're drunk I wont have sex with you", I mumbled, obviously I couldn't do this right now.

"If you say so, than I will please you", she giggled while kissing my shoulder. "Tay stop", I whispered, but my pussy said otherwise.

Her one hand grapped my throat to choke me. "I know how desperate you are for me, so would you let me and be a good girl?" She asked, the smell of alcohol entering my nose.

How could I say no? Shes my client but I need her sooo fucking bed. "O-okay", I whispered.

Taylor pressed her lips on my neck, starting sucking and biting it. The one hand was still grapping my throat, the other one wandered down to my hot area.

Every touch felt insane good. "Please Tay-", I whined. "So desperate and pathetic", she mumbled against my skin. She traced her fingers down my hips, till she touched my clit. "Nooo I don't like this position, let me get the strap", she just let me laying there, confused.

I was a bit scared of what was about to come but I needed her dominace.

Taylor had a black strap attached around her hips, slowly she crawled over me, the strap touching my skin. "God you don't know the things I want to do with you", she whispered.

"Please fuck me already", I started crying. She ripped my panties in two pieces, before she placed the strap at my entrance.

Slowly she slid into me, which coused me to moan. Taylor started kissing my jawline, with the strap she slowly thrusted inside. "Fuck yeah", I whimpered.

My arms wrapped around her back, turned her even more on. "Do you want me to fuck you merciless?" She groaned.

"Fuck yes", as soon as I spoke out she started thrusting hard and fast. My moans were getting loader and I digged my nails into her skin. "Yeah scream my name bitch, letting yourself get fucked by a drunk person", she groaned.

Her dirty talking was so hot. "TAYLOR FUCK", I screamed my back arched against her. "IAM CUMMING", her thrusts were getting harder and she pressed her lips on mine.

The pleasure overcame my body and I moaned into her mouth, the gum she had in her mouth was now in mine. Weirdly it tasted like alcohol, but I didn't care.

She helped me ride out my orgasm, I breathed heavy, as she pulled out and layed next to me. "God this was good", chewing her gum.

"Iam not even drunk, I just wanted to fuck you", she whispered into my ear. "Thats why the gum smells like alcohol?" I asked looking at her.

She just smiled looking me deeply in the eyes. "Are you really in love with me?" I asked.

"Yes."

"I love you too."

"Do you want to be my girlfriend Y/N?"

I said nothing, I just pressed my lips on hers.