more baby taylor and lucas
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Taylor giggled as I pressed a kiss to their lips. "Lucaaaaaaas! Staaaaaaaahhhhppppp," Their hands darted to my face, pushing me away.
"You're in my lap, bro, where do you think I'm going to go?" I watched as they relaxed again, going back to towering over me. Being on top of me gave them a lot of extra height.
"Hell. Gays go to hell," Taylor joked. (I think.) I rolled my eyes and smiled, kissing them again. "Luuuucaaaas!" They moaned. "That hurts my liiiippppssssss."
It had only been a few hours since we got back from the whole gym incident. They bit their lip innocently and I kissed them again, wrapping my arms around their neck. "I'm sowwy," I chuckled. "But if you can bite your lip, I can kiss you."
"Don't hurt your... Significant other," They whined, kissing me again. They paused, taking a moment to slow down, "I love you."
They bit at my lip before I spoke, "I love you too. So much."
"I love you more," Taylor traced my chest with their finger, "Handsome."
"No, I love you more," I ran my fingers through their hair.
"I'd die for you," They sighed, head nuzzling into the crook of my neck.
"And you will," I growled, pulling them off of me.
"What the fuck?" They giggled. "You're silly."
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