KAYLOR ONE SHOTS

sometimes

Inspired by: Sometimes - Ariana Grande

Now all my emotions, are all cause of you

"You're really wet,"

She strokes my cheek softly, as she laughs lightly and kisses my temple. I wrap my arms around her neck, holding her close as I wrap my legs around her hips. She places her hands on each thigh, and she covers my neck with playful kisses. "What do you expect me to look like when I get out of the swimming pool?" I laugh in her ear, as I start massaging her scalp with my hand. She bites lightly in my pulse point, just below my ear, and she pokes my side.

"I don't know," she murmurs, and I can hear the smile in her voice. "It's just that, this is the first time we can be alone in a really long time," she adds, wrapping her arms around my waist and squeezing my behind.

"I know, I'm sorry," I sigh, and I lean away to look her directly in the eye. Her expression is a mixture of sadness and ashame, and I feel guilty, knowing perfectly that I'm the reason behind it. "I don't know how you're still here, with me, and bearing with my crap all the time," I add, and advert my gaze from hers.

"I have so many reasons to stay with you," she says softly, kissing my forehead and laying me down on the couch, who was covered with a sheet. "The first reason is because, even though sometimes you make me hate you, I still love you. I love you more everyday, and I think there's no limit, there's no stopping it. And I don't want it to stop. Because loving you was the best mistake I've ever made in my whole life. You are the reason why everyone calls me sunshine, because you make me glow like that. You are the reason for my smile. You are everything I need in my life. You are -- you are you. I love the way you are. Perfect, beautiful, honest. I-- I'm in love with you, Taylor, and that's not going to change, even if you want to. You are stuck with me, babe, deal with it," she finishes with a laugh.

"I love you, too," I say softly as I place my forehead against hers. "I will never thank yoy enough for staying. Because it seems like everyone enjoy to leave, and only a few really stay. And I'm glad you're one of them."

I ain't even think of leaving sometimes, I ain't even think of letting go

"Why do we have to always do that?!"

Karlie keeps walking back and forth in the room, her hands gripping the roots of her hair. "Karlie, please, I told you how sorry I am--"

"DON'T!" she yells, and I gulped at the sound of her voice. "Don't," she repeats slowly and a lot calmer than before. "I know you are doing that because you want to protect us, but why did you have to kiss him on the rocks?! Why did you agreed on that, Taylor?! Do you think if you kiss somebody with a dick than the world will believe that you're extremely heterosexual?!" she exclaims, and I close my eyes as I try to not feel offended by her words.

"Karlie--"

"I said DON'T!" she yells again, making me shiver.

I didn't realize I was crying until my sobs were loud enough to fill the tense silence in the room. "You're going to break up with me, aren't you?" I sob. "You're going to leave me just like anyone else. You're going to throw away our relationship of three years and leave me behind, collect the pieces you will break and I have to pretend to be okay. But I'm not. I'm not okay, Karlie. Because when you yell at me like that, you scare me, you show me the side of you that I don't want to see. So, if you're going to leave me, then, just go," I say while opening the front door. She looks at me with confused eyes, and she shakes her head.

"You're wrong," she says, closing the door behind her and facing me. "I'm not going anywhere,"

She cups my head with both of her hands, and she closes the gap between us. Even if it's the hundredth time that we kiss, it always feel like the first time. The way her lips presses against mine, her tongue swiping over my bottom lip asking for entrance. I let her in, and my back is now against the cold wall of the living room. She quickly picks me up grabbing roughly my thighs, and I moan lightly.

It was always like this; Karlie was a perfect musician and I was her piano, all for her to play.

It's hard to breathe whene you're touching me there, hard to breathe when you're kissing me there

"Karlie, please," I plead in a moan, as I keep getting closer to the edge. She looks at me with eyes full of lust, desire, and love, and she whispers against my lips, "What?" She put pressure between my legs with her knee, and I moan louder, filling the silence in the bedroom. She kisses and licks my neck, and sometimes she bites my soft pale skin, too.

"Please, Karlie, I need you, now," I say breathlessly as I feel the wetness between my legs grow. She kisses me again on the lips, hard, and swiftly removed my underwear.

"My pleasure," she murmurs against my mouth, and in a blink of an eye, she's inside of me with two fingers. The contact was unexpected, and my loud moan confirms it. "Moan for me, baby," she whispers in my ear, sending chills all the way up from my back. I moan her name on her shoulder, sucking it for preventing any other sound to leave my mouth, and my mind goes suddenly blank. As she pumps her finger in and out of me, I reach my high. It was the best feeling when I reach it, because I arch my back and moan her sweet name, and then it's all okay. My muscles relax under her touch and my heavy breathing start to steady. When today I invited her over, she said that she was sick and had a bad cold, but at the moment I really didn't care about it. The last few days were amazing, because we had the opportunity to hang out in public with all our friends, and I was so happy.

"Thank you," I whisper while placing my head on her chest. She wraps her arms around my torso, and she kisses the top of my head softly.

"For what?" she asks slightly confused.

"For loving me when I couldn't love myself. For staying when no one else wasn't. For keeping me company when I was lonely. Thank you, for everything, for being here with me, tonight, and for being you," I replies, and she kisses my forehead softly.

"Thank you for ever letting me in, because I'm not leaving any time soon."

Cause we're collectin' moments
Tattoos on my mind
I ain't even think of leaving sometimes
I ain't even think of letting go
Not even sometimes

(That's the first one shot of this collection. Hope you like it, and if you have requests, please send them to me! Thank y'all for reading ♡)