A/N: Uh... a bit of mature content on this one, but don't expect too much lol.
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"You're slouching." Karlie stated as her girfriend walked to the kitchen.
She didn't even have to look at Taylor to see she had her back bent. It was something that started to worry Karlie it had been a while. She knew it was normal for tall girls like Taylor to develope a bad posture as the years passed by.
Being a model since she was 15, Karlie adapted very well to her abnormal height. Also the ballet classes granted her a good posture from a very young age. Unfortunately, Taylor didn't have the same activities as Karlie in her youth and now here she was: a cute little giraffe, gourgeous, but still couldn't maintain a good posture if her life depended on it.
"No, I'm not." She was wearing one of Karlie's shirts, which was a little oversized and covered only a small part of her panties under it.
Karlie stood up from the couch and followed the singer. She had been watching TV while Taylor took a shower, the girls were very tired after a busy day and decided to relax at Taylor's apartment. When Karlie entered the kitchen, she saw Taylor leaning on the counter. The model made her way to the girl and wrapped her arms around her waist, hugging her from behind.
"Whatcha doin'?" She placed her head on the singer's shoulder watching her cut some fruits.
"Ignoring your criticism." Taylor replied dryly.
"I'm just taking care of you."
"I'll make you a fruit salad if you stop complaining about my posture."
Karlie laughed against the shorter girl's skin and started placing soft kisses along her shoulder and neck. Taylor let out a light hum of apreciation and placed her hand on the model's head, letting it slide down and playing with her hair as her girfriend pressed firmer kisses against her skin. She felt Karlie's hands traveling from her hips to her front, caressing her abs, and her body started to buzz in antecipation.
"Have I told you how hot you look wearing my shirts?" Karlie finished her sentence biting on the singer's earlobe.
That elicited a light moan from Taylor, who was nearly melting right on her girlfriend's arms. The older girl gasped when Karlie's hand suddenly moved to the waistline of her panties, not missing a second before reaching under it.
"Karlie..." Taylor gripped on the counter to keep her balance and her other hand tightened the grip on the model's scalp. The taller girl wasn't even moving her hand, but it was enough to drive Taylor wild. Karlie bit a little harder on her neck one more time.
"We can finish this later."
Without warning, the hand inside her panties was gone and so was the arms holding her seconds ago. Taylor leaned her full weight on the counter trying to recover her balance before turning around to face her girlfriend with a confused expression.
"I mean... That will depend solely on your capacity of not slouching..." Karlie smirked, taking one of the strawberries from the counter.
"You're not doing this." Taylor stared at her wide eyed.
Karlie lifted her eyebrows as a challenge for the singer to try her.
"You're not cock-blocking me."
"This is for your own good, Tay." She placed both hands on the singer's shoulders. "Now, straight up! And I promise, if you're a good girl and not slouch till dinner time, I'll compensate you... Very well." Karlie grabbed her hips as she tried to make a deal with her.
