Kaylor Family One-Shots

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Taylor's P.O.V

Walking in the door of the gorgeous Victorian era home that Karlie and I brought in Nashville nearly four years ago I'm slightly stunned to hear her talking to herself. That's usually something that I regularly do and she always makes fun of me. I look down at our six month old daughter Amelia who is resting on my hip and playing with the keys to our Toyota Highlander that we brought a few months ago. Watching Amelia amuse herself is always entertaining, my mom had told me that when Amelia starts to do dumb stuff that we should let her do it, then video it and save it so we can watch it again later and laugh. So far we have a lot of video because she is the daughter of two born klutz's which makes her cheap entertainment. I quietly place my purse down on the table near the door and wander closer towards the kitchen. Karlie's voice seems to float as she wanders around the kitchen and once I smell the peanut butter I know she is making her famous peanut butter cookies that we both love a lot. It was something we shared on our first date after she decided to cook for me and burnt it while only having cookies in the house that were demo ones for Karlie's Kookies.  

Standing in the doorway of our massive kitchen that we both love to bake in because it is a similar design to our New York apartment kitchen, which is my old apartment. I can see Casey Neistat in the corner filming and I watch as he struggles to keep his composure as I lean against the doorway watching my wife and even Amelia has stopped to watch Karlie. "so now you've got to..." Karlie casts off as I watch her hand hit the bottle of vanilla essence and it flies everywhere, making Amelia instantly laugh which whips Karlie's head around so fast that you'd think she had been decapitated or something. "T-Taylor?" Karlie questions as I move closer and Amelia reaches out.
"Hey babe, busy?" I question as Amelia tries to reach the wooden spoon next to Karlie that's coated in peanut butter. "Uhm, yeah filming a new section for Klossy, you're home early." She states as Amelia sits back now aware that no one will let her have the spoon. "Yeah, we finished early and decided to come home. Amelia was getting tired too." I state although she looks very much awake right now. "Oh." Karlie states handing me Amelia who is rubbing her eyes. "You better put her down, I'll clean this up." She states as I nod at her and turn away to go and feed, bath and change Amelia. Karlie appeared just as Amelia finished feeding and quickly came to me and took her to burp her while I sorted myself out. A tiny belch from Amelia brings a smile to Karlie's face as she quickly crosses across to the nursery to change Amelia into her yellow pyjamas that are decorated in ducks and then puts her into bed. I don't wait because Karlie does the bedtime thing because I carried her and I get to breastfeed.

I end up back in the kitchen and I notice Casey is gone and a batch of peanut cookies are sitting cooling, without waiting for Karlie I take a cookie and head for a glass of milk. I'm putting the milk back when I feel her arms circulate around me. She comfortably hooks herself around me so that she can comfortably kiss me and then she takes my cookie directly from my hands without so much as a glance in my direction. My mouth hangs open but she is quick to put it to good use by attaching her lips to mine. "Mmm those cookies taste good." I nod agreeing with her as she spins me around so I'm away from the fridge and then looks at me closely. "I missed you today Taylor." I nod agreeing again as our lips meet in a fiery kiss that dominates my entire body. It's been like this since day one and I can't wait to see how it turns out for the future. We hold hands and walk towards the living room where Karlie sits down and motions me to sit in her lap, which I always do because despite her being tall and lanky she is extremely comfortable to sit on. Leaning back she places kisses to my neck and collarbone taking the chance to really show me how much she missed me today. Karlie fumbles and turns me around so I am straddling her long legs, her hands scope out my legs that haven't changed since I left this morning but the touch stimulates me and makes me tingle in all the right places. Five minutes later my back is pressed against the couch as Karlie and I continue to make-out like a pair of teenagers but all this is stopped when Amelia begins to cry through the baby monitor on the coffee table next to us. Karlie sighs and lifts her face from mine. "Are you serious Melia? Right as mama was about to get some." I laugh at Karlie talking to a baby monitor and then I push her off me. Sitting up I grab my singlet from the floor, noticing that it's actually Karlie's but she doesn't care. "You coming?" I call over my shoulder at Karlie who is face down on the couch. She rolls over and says. "Nope, if I come and you have to breast feed our demanding daughter I will scream because I should be face first in those breasts right now." She huffs, making me laugh.
"Okay, I'll try and be quick." I trail off as I leave but I still hear Karlie say 'yeah right' I don't respond because Karlie is right, any time there is something to do with Amelia it takes me twice as long because I end up staring at her even after she has fallen asleep. Sometimes I stare at her because she is so perfect and I can't even begin to thank our doctors for getting her here safely. After all the horror stories I've heard about stillbirths and birth defects caused by labour I'm grateful that Amelia is healthy but Karlie and I still donate to most child charities to show our support for the families whose children don't make it. I find it nice to be able to do something for someone other than myself.

Karlie's P.O.V

I'm lying here on the couch pouting about my baby being face first in my wife's breasts when an email dings though my phone breaking off the pouting mood. Reaching over I see Casey's email sitting there. Curious as ever I open it and see that it's from todays session. It's all edited to the point where Casey leaves but not without stating. "That's true love right there folks, I've got all the feels and i'm not even a Kaylor shipper. Love you girls so much but a boy next time Taylor." This makes me burst out laughing and in the actual email is Casey saying, 'maybe we should re-shoot another day' I agree and text him my confirmation with a note about how much I loved the way he had his little say in. Making my way upstairs I notice Taylor swaying in the nursery and Amelia's little whimpers that tear at my heart strings. Walking in I go towards Taylor and loop my arms around her and Amelia creating a large family rocking hug, it's enough for Amelia to stop crying and look at me in wonder, Taylor turns and hands her to me and I see she's obviously been thrown up on. "I need to shower." She states as I nod and take Amelia. We sit down in the rocking chair and I lie Amelia on my legs and rub tiny circles on her belly, she's so tired that she doesn't even realise she is being manipulated into sleeping and falls for it. Hook, line and sinker. I smile and scoop her up, lying her back in her bed and recovering her and turning on the lullabies we play every night. All our singing friends recorded a nursery rhyme for Amelia and Jack Antonoff this puts her right off to sleep. I sigh and watch her for a minute until I decide to go and find Taylor.

Walking into our dark bedroom I turn on the light and am met by a very naked Taylor Swift-Kloss lying on our bed, her vibrant eyes flick to mine immediately as she opens her legs and I catch a glimpse of what I started on the couch downstairs. "Come here baby..." she coos as I strip and launch myself onto our bed beside her. Letting my hands roam across her body and down the sides of her milky white breasts I acknowledge how they have grown and that they are used to feed our daughter. Leaning forward I press a kiss to Taylors lips and mutter. "God I love you." I feel her pull back and then say. "I love you too." Leaning forward I kiss her until she grows sick of it and pulls me on top of her. Our passions build all through the night and at 6.32am when Amelia wakes up I am more than happy to go and get her so she can have her breakfast because I sure did feast on my wife during night.