A Dame To Kill For: A Gaga and Taylor Fanfiction

31: Guessed It

"Taylor Kinney, Murderer? Footage leaked shows actor breaking the neck of unknown man."

"Fuck's sake," Stefani groaned, tilting her head back in a mixture of pleasure and annoyance. Taylor's head was between het thighs, even after hearing the news? Too much. She was worrying for him, far more than she was lusting after an afternoon lay with her man. She raised her leg, unsteadily as a wave of pleasure shot down to the tip of her toes, his tongue on the inside of her labia. She placed her foot on his shoulder and pushed him away, not before she moans, unable to hold it back.

She tells him, "Taylor Kinney, stop."

He takes his mouth off of her, smirking as he bites down on his lower lip, licking a mixture of saliva and her juices off it. "Sorry, you just taste like you want to be dicked down every hour," he says, not joking too.

Stefani sighs, "enough, T. You know, the matter hasn't been settled until you're cleared of the murder charges this weekend. If anything goes wrong..... I'm worried. I'm too worried to want to be in bed all day."

"It was the correct move, Stef," Taylor tells her.

"I know, but... people, they-"

"Make up rumours? So what?"

"No! The prolifers, the people who think murder is never right. They're really coming for you and I'd like to just publically announce you've done nothing. Just to clarify and get it off my back. Because you are a part of me, and what you do affects me, because I care."

She wore her shorts, feeling embarrassed that for once, she couldn't be aroused by her man. Now when she looked him in the eye, she saw someone different. That ferocious anger in his eyes as he tore bone from bone, growling like a rabid wolf. But it wasn't a bad thing. It just meant.... he was man enough to do the worst for her. She just worried that people didn't have the same perspective of a justified killer as her, and that he couldn't live the same anymore.

"Do what you need to. I'm here."

She kissed him on the lips, giving him a wet wipe to clean his fingers which had been active in her sweet spot. Then she went to get her phone and she opened Instagram. After taking a photo of herself and sneaking Taylor's back into it, she started to write a caption.

"Apparently, leaking footage of me and my lover has become a trend amongst hackers and stalkers. To address the video going around now, Taylor did kill that man. His name, I won't say in respect, but he was the stalker who had me locked in my apartment for weeks, who also released the tape.

He was arrested that day, and he held me by the neck and had a gun in his shoe which he was about to grab. Taylor snapped his neck because his finger was already on the trigger, and he was afraid, as was I. Saying he could have snatched the gun away or taken the man down another way is disregarding the fact that a bullet can be shot in the matter of a second.

I support Taylor with all my heart and appreciate the truth behind the video being shared along with it if spreading it is what you enjoy doing, because it was justified. Hold your hateful comments. X Gaga"

"There," she announced once she posted, showing Taylor her phone which immediately, hundreds of likes started to bombard.

"You really are nice to me," Taylor told her.

"We're going to be married some day, of course I am."

"You know we are?"

"Just a feeling."

"Well, that is how all things start. Funny how all this happened, and just a few months ago, you wanted nothing to do with me."

"You did hurt me."

"Yeah," Taylor bit his lip. He couldn't read her mind at this point. Whether she was angry, sad, feeling horny. She was hard to read. Someone like her just always looked sultry, with a death stare that can't be seen through. Mocking, intimidating or flirtacious, no one could tell.

Stefani went to her vanity and she sat at the stool, looking into the mirror. She wasn't really thinking about doing anything, just feeling a little empty inside. She wished everything in her life went smoothly, but if it didn't, she wouldn't have Taylor.

She sees a doll in a white dress, crystals in its blonde hair. It's the one Taylor gave her before she was famous. Back then, things were simple. She accompanied him, and he didn't really need to love her. She loved him, and it was just like that. Or at least she thought. Taylor was always cold to her, so she never knew if he liked her.

Stefani took the doll and she went back to the bed. She lay belly down with her elbows supporting her weight, hands reaching the top of Taylor's ribs by a bit. She pushed the doll his way.

"Taylor?" she called. He looked down and recognised the doll straight away. The ends of his lips twitched ever so slightly as he was about to smile, but then he remembered how they had parted back in the day, and he stopped.

"Didn't think you would have kept it," he said.

"Did you like me back then?"

"Yeah, you were a sweet girl."

She elaborated, "I mean, romantically. Sexually."

"Did you find me to have been?"

"No," she admitted.

"I was," he confessed, "but I was still very immature and silly. So I made mistakes."

"It would have been perfect if we just kept on going then."

"It would," he agreed, "so?"

"No, I was just thinking..."

"Sure. Well, I might as well ask you then. Did you like me?" Taylor asked.

"Silly question. I mean, I was distraught when you made me leave, both times. I did."

"At least now I know."

"I always wanted you to want me," Stefani told him. Taylor hadn't received a response from a girl like he had from her. No one wanted him that way, and it was probably the same for her. People like her were impossible to come by, but there she was. Perfect in every aspect, and she loved him.

Taylor smirked, "well now that I do, your fans want me not to. Or they want you not to want me."

"But that doesn't matter. I only wish to tend to your wants. And I used to wish the same back then."

"And you know, I never say it because it's perceived to be such a girly thing, but I wish to kiss you. Just a neverending kiss. I don't think I'll ever get enough of you."

"You don't know how hearing that really makes me feel."

"Like kissing me?"

Stefani laughed, "guessed it."