Magcon Imagines

♛ Ride | Taylor Caniff

Something is always better than nothing. Didn't have the heart to skip. 

Rated: G

Written by: @unchainxd 

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It was Taylor and your first year anniversary. The night was simply perfect –Taylor had taken time off tour just for the special day and flew back to surprise you for the day, he took you out onto the harbor on a hired yacht, you guys spent the day at the theme park for a couple of hours, a quick movie at the mall before heading home for a candlelight dinner in the comforts of your own home. You truly couldn’t ask for much more… 

You were just finishing up with the dishes in the kitchen as Taylor walked up behind you and pressed himself lightly against your back, pinning you between him and the sink counter. He rests his hand on your hip as it slowly rubs up and down the side of your thigh; he rests his head on your shoulder.

“Leave the dishes, baby… We can finish up later,” He whispers into your ear, his breath against your soft skin sending sharp shivers down your spine. His fingers run down your arm from your shoulders after giving it a few quick squeezes to relieve the knots in your muscles. Trailing down to your hands, he takes the dish away from your hands and you sigh in defeat. Spinning you around to face him, he cups your face gently.

You could hear the sound of music floating in the background, somewhere in the living room that was dimly lit with only a few candles set up in certain corners to illuminate the room. Over Taylor’s shoulder in the distance, you could see that the sliding balcony door was open and the breeze was blowing in lightly, the air, crisp, cooling and fresh. Taylor tilts his head a little in search for your eyes as he quickly catches your attention; he smiles warmly.

“Come dance with me…” He coos earning a giggle from you as he kneeled down and asked you formally for a dance in the living room. You take his hand playfully before letting him lead you to the dimly lit living room. The smell of dozens of red roses filled the room and the chandelier handing above the both of you glistened and glimmered in the nightlight, the gold of its plates adding a royal touch to the comfortable home. 

Taylor smiles comfortingly at you before turning on the stereo that slowly plays Ride by SoMo. He takes your waist in the middle of the living room and pulls you gently into him as your hands trails up to the back of his neck where your fingers intertwine.

“Take off those heels, lay on my bed…”

“SoMo?” You giggle; “We’re gonna slow dance to SoMo’s Ride?”

Taylor leans his forehead sweetly against yours before chuckling lightly; “What’s wrong with SoMo?” He asks playfully as you move your hips slowly, Taylor’s hands moving every inch with you from side to side.

“Nothing…” You whine softly before Taylor twirls you around; your back ends up against Taylor’s chest as he wraps his arms around the front of your waist and rests his head on your shoulder, lightly sponging a kiss on it. The two of you continue to sway lightly from side to side to the beat of the song playing from the stereo; Taylor kisses your neck, making you giggle and scrunch your shoulder up before slowly letting go, relaxing in his safe and strong arms.

“Naughty, lets get naughty, girl it’s only one or two…”

“Are you cold?” He asks, acknowledging your shiver; you giggle at his question and shake your head playfully, knowing fully that he was joking. You swiftly turn around and face him; your fingers start to play with the hem of his half buttoned flannel he threw on for a simple dinner.

“Do you want me to get the blanket and we can snuggle on the couch…” Taylor whispers, his hands steadying themselves back on your lower back as his eyes trail down to your fingers that are playing with his buttons.

“I’d rather just… share your warmth…” You retort in a lower, more seductive tone as you start to unbutton his flannel slowly, button by button, as his shirt opened to reveal his washboard abs. You trace a finger along the contours of his torso up his chest and over his shoulders before your hands pull him in for a passionate kiss. Just as you pull away feeling the heat grow between the two of you, you push him back onto the couch, his back crashing into the soft pillows as you straddle him. 

Just as you straddle him, he quickly grab s hold of your waist and flips you over; you laugh as your back hits the soft couch with Taylor on top of you, his knees on either side of your waist, fully pinning you into the couch beneath him. He takes your wrists and firmly places them above your head as he shakes his head at your hopeless attempt to struggle free of it.

“My rules tonight, love,” He chuckles before trailing kisses down your neck and across your collarbone.

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