You Belong To Me (Kaylor)

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The three girls made it through the first two seasons of their series before Cara decided to go home. Taylor had walked her out and made her way back to the bedroom as Karlie watched her intently.

"You don't have to rush getting changed babe. Karlie said. "You can put some music on and strip or something."

"Karlie Elizabeth Swift-Kloss, you don't quit, do you?"

"Nope. Babe, it's kind of your fault that I'm like this."

"MY FAULT? And exactly how is it my fault?" Taylor asked.

"Because, we were having non stop sex the week leading up to the wedding and then right until the morning of surgery and now... NOTHING. Maybe if you weren't so irresistible, it wouldn't be this hard."

"Karlie, it hasn't even been a full week yet. I am not going to have sex with you and risk you hurting yourself or me hurting you. I'm just not going to do it. If you want to watch our video, that's fine. If you want to search porn sites, I'll do that to. But we cannot have sex right now. I will make it up to you, and then some, when you're 100% healed. Week six will be ELECTRIFYING, I promise.

"Ooooooook."

Taylor finished getting changed and got into bed. She snuggled up close as she laid on her side and just watched Karlie.

"Ummm, babe. What are you doing?" Karlie asked.

"Just watching you." Taylor replied.

"Ok stalker."

"Karlie, you know I hate when you call me that and yet you do it all the time. Will you stop, please?"

"Tay, I'm just joking. You seem stressed. I have the perfect solution to relieve some of that stress." Karlie said as she wiggled her eyebrows.

Taylor leaned over, kissed her wife on the cheek as she turned off the lamp and said, "Goodnight Karlie."

She then rolled over to her side of the bed, giving Karlie her back, as she hugged a pillow and attempted to fall asleep.

"Really Taylor? You're really gonna sleep all the way over there? You realize this is a California King, right? You're practically in another zip code right now."

The singer began to quietly chuckle but stayed where she was.

After an hour of just laying there, Karlie decided to get up and go downstairs. Taylor didn't say anything, so she figured she was sound asleep. The model began to make her way to the stairs and slowly began to go down, one by one. She finally reached the bottom and made her way into the kitchen to grab a drink. She sat on the couch and began to tease Olivia with one of her cat toys, before getting a little sleepy.

Karlie made her way back to the staircase and began her journey up the thirty steps. She got to the tenth stair before she needed to stop for a break, as she felt a shooting pain through her midsection. She tried to call for Taylor but the pain was too intense, she was unable muster the words out. Beads of sweat began to form across her forehead as she struggled to make it up the next step. Unable to do so, she collapsed on the stairs and passed out.

Hours had passed before Taylor had rolled over in bed and reached for Karlie, only to find an empty bed. The singer jumped to her feet and began to call Karlie's name as she ran into the bathroom first and then to the music room. Not finding Karlie in either place, she began to panic as she ran towards the staircase. When she looked down, she saw her wife laid across the middle of the steps.

"KARLIE!!!" Taylor screamed as she ran down the stairs.

Taylor sat beside the model, pulling her in to her chest as she light tapped Karlie's face as she called her name.

"Mmmmm, Taylor. Where am I?"

"You passed out on the stairs. I need to get you to upstairs. Put your arm around my neck and I'll lift you up." After a couple of attempts, Taylor managed to get Karlie to her feet and up the remaining stairs, before reaching the bedroom. She laid Karlie on the bed as she went to get a cool towel. The singer gently dabbed the models neck and forehead as Karlie laid there in pain.

"Babe, I'm gonna call for an ambulance to have you checked at the hospital."

"No, Taylor. I'll be fine."

"Karlie, I don't even know how long you were on the stairs. Why didn't you wake me?"

"I couldn't sleep and I didn't want to wake you. You've been waiting on me hand and foot all week. You need rest too." Karlie said.

"No. What I need is for you to get better. I'm gonna check your incision and if there's any bleeding, we're going to the hospital."

Karlie offered no response as Taylor slowly pulled down her shorts and removed the bandage. Everything appeared to be fine.

"Babe, I'm gonna go get an ice pack. I'll be right back. DON'T MOVE."

When Taylor returned, Karlie was still in the same position. The singer wrapped the ice pack in a towel and gently placed it on the incision, instantly offering relief for the model.

"Promise me you won't do that again." Taylor said.

"Tay, I'm not bothering you when you're sleeping." Karlie replied.

"Fine. Then in the morning, I'm hiring a nurse to be here 24/7."

"Taylor no. First you hired a chef, then a housekeeper and now you want to hire a nurse? You hate having strangers in your house to begin with. I'll be fine. I just have to get used to walking up and down the stairs."

"Karlie, first of all this isn't my house...it's OUR house. Secondly, we can afford it, so why not. I don't care who is in the house as long as you're ok and getting the best care. You're my wife and I'm going to take care of you. You scared the crap out of me. Please don't do that again."

Taylor leaned down and kissed her wife as tears filled her eyes.

"Why do you look like you're about to cry?" Karlie asked.

"Because, you don't seem to understand how much I love you. I worry about you and I know you're stubborn and want to be so independent but right now you need the help and you can't just do whatever you want. Please just let me be there for you and help you."

The model nodded her head as she apologized for scaring her.

Karlie continued to lay still as Taylor stroked her hair until she fell asleep. "I love you Karlie," she whispered.

The next morning, Karlie woke up with pain in her neck, more than likely from how she was positioned on the stairs when she passed out.

Taylor grabbed a warm towel and placed it on the back of Karlie's neck for a few minutes, before sitting her up and positioning herself behind the model as she began to massage her neck.

"Tay, I'm fine. You don't have to do this. It'll go away eventually."

"Why don't you just let me baby you and take care of you? You would do the same for me, right?"

"Yes." Karlie said hardly inaudible.

Taylor wrapped her arms around Karlie's neck and whispered in her ear, "I love you so much baby but you're so freaking stubborn."

Karlie let out a chuckle as she replied, "I know you do. I love you too."