KAYLOR ONE SHOTS

under the heat of the shower

She feels the water falling down on her still dressed body, and she doesn't care. Her arms are limp by her side, and she doesn't know how long she's been in the shower. Maybe twelve minutes, maybe two hours. The only thing that she wraps her mind around is her sudden mother's death; Andrea was okay five days ago, and now she's just gone in the blink of an eye.

Taylor was playing pool with Lily and Gigi when Andrea suddenly died from a heart attack. She was laughing loudly when all of a sudden her phone rang impatiently.

Her laughter died in her throat when she didn't recognise the number that was calling her. "Who is it, Taylor?" Gigi had asked her.

"I don't know, it's an unknown number. Should I pick up the phone?" she had asked her friends. Both of them had agreed, and Taylor hesitantly answered the phone.

After that, it was all a blur; she remembers the worried voice of a nurse telling her that her mother was in the hospital and that she should come over immediately. Taylor had froze in her spot, and after assuring the nurse that she was coming over, she run towards the hospital after picking up her keys. Her friends were worried about her, but she said that if they wanted to stay at her house, they could.

She arrived at the hospital in ten minutes, a nurse meeting her at the entrance. "I'm so sorry, Ms. Swift," she had said with a wretched look. "We did everything we could to save your mother, but she didn't make it,"

She remembers screaming after that; a lot of screaming, weird looks and painful sobs. "I'm so sorry," the nurse kept repeating her.

She remembers she fell to her knees, her cheeks soaked by her tears. She had put her head in her hands to block her loud sobs, and the only thing that the nurse did was stroking her back in comfort.

But she was broken; her mother was the only one who understood her, who helped her figure out every little important thing in her life, such as her feelings for her best friend Karlie. And now? Now nothing, Andrea was gone. She was alone.
She lets out a sob as she immerses her head under the water, to let it clean her, but it doesn't work. "Mom," she whispers painfully quiet. "Why did you have to go," she cries, and she wants nothing more than to hug her mother. She wants nothing more than to fall onto her arms and cry.

"Taylor,"

She's surprised to hear Karlie's voice so near her, and she realizes just now that the glass door was opened and closed quietly. She doesn't want to turn around and face the taller girl, because she knows that if she does, she will confess all of her feelings for her. But I need her.

"Taylor, please look at me. I'm so sorry for your mother," the taller girl pleads her, and she does turn around now. She can't resist her.

When her eyes meet Karlie's green ones, she realizes that the model is dressed too. Her clothes are damp from the heat of the shower, but her eyes are electrifying. "I'm so sorry," she whispers again, and Taylor can't do it no more.

She reaches out for her hand, and Karlie closes the distance between their bodies. Taylor is looking intensely at her, trying to find comfort in her stare.

"She's dead. My mother is gone," she says quietly, and the model nods. Karlie kisses the singer's forehead next, and that was the first mistake; Taylor reaches out and cups the model's face with her hands. "Karlie,"

"What?"

Taylor's stare falls down on the model's lips, and when Karlie licks them hesitantly, that was the second mistake. The singer looks up at her again, and she can't resist no more.

"I'm in love with you. I love you," she whispers breathlessly, and she can hear Karlie gasp quietly. The model wraps quickly her arms around the singer, and presses their bodies together.

Karlie was about to speak, however, Taylor doesn't let her and locks their lips in an urgent kiss. She moves her lips against Karlie's unsure ones, and this kiss was a lot steamy than she imagined. "Taylor," Karlie whispers against her mouth, pulling away when she felt the singer's tongue swipe against her lips. "You don't want to do this now. Your mother just died,"

"I know, god, I know," Taylor mumbles, and she shakes her head. "But I need you and I want you and I just need an escape from all of this shit, because I can't breathe. Please, Karlie, I need you and I love you and I just want an escape,"

Karlie stares at her quietly, before tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. "I love you, too,"

That puts a breathtaking smile on Taylor's face, and the model can't help but lock their lips once more. She pushes Taylor under the stream of water until the singer's back makes contact with the cold wall. Taylor lets out a quiet and impatient moan, and Karlie disconnects their lips. The model leaves a trail of sweet and sloppy kisses down her neck, until she finds her new favorite spot and starts sucking and biting gently. She tugs at the hem of Taylor's shirt, and it doesn't take long before she leaves the singer completely naked. She takes one soft breast in her hand, as she gently kisses the other.

"Karlie, oh god," Taylor moans quietly, losing her hands through her hair. However, the singer pulls the model up, and takes her shirt off quickly. They start kissing again, and it is more a mess of teeth and tongues than lips. "I love you," Karlie mumbles against Taylor's pulse point. The model wraps one of the singer's legs around her waist, and she puts her fingers just where Taylor needs them the most. The singer lets out a loud moan, throwing her head back against the wall, and Karlie realizes that she enjoys watching her like this. The model starts with a slow pace, thrusting her fingers in and out of the blonde, until Taylor herself starts grinding against her hand. Karlie doesn't know if it is the steam of the shower that makes her sweat, or maybe it's just seeing the singer's face twisting in pleasure that is making her sweat and incredibly dizzy.

"More," Taylor whispers breathlessly, and puts both of her hands on Karlie's shoulders to steady herself. After applying more pressure on her centre with her thumb, Taylor comes undone in front of her with the quieter moan she has ever heard.

Karlie wraps her arms around Taylor to help her stand, and they stay quiet for a long time, until the singer is the one that breaks the silence.

"Thank you so much, Karlie. You don't know how much this meant for me," she whispers.

The model squeezes her tighlty, and she kisses her neck lighlty. "You don't need to thank me. I love you, and if you need an escape, I'll be there,"

Taylor pulls away from their embrace to look at her in the eyes, and smiles lighlty. "You made me forget everything for at least ten minutes and I will always thank you for this,"

Karlie grins and kisses her nose playfully. "Well, in this case, you're very welcome."