Your enemy || Taylor
Taylor mindig is gyűlölt téged, te pedig cserébe gyűlölted az övét. Ti ketten még egy szobába sem tudtatok úgy kerülni anélkül, hogy valami ne romlott volna el, és a dolgok ne fajultak volna akár testileg is. Egyszerűen egy abszolút rémálom. De amikor rajtakapod a barátodat, hogy mással smárol, Taylorhoz fordulsz vigaszért. Vajon élnél ezzel a lehetőséggel, hogy közelebb kerülj Taylorhoz, vagy hagynád, hogy a feledés homályába dugjon, és visszavágj a barátodnak? A választás a tiéd. NŐI VAGY FÉRFI NÉZŐPONT
"Hey,"
he said with a half-smile as you began tracing lazy circles around his abdomen. "You're starting to sound like you like me."
There was a mischievous glint in his eye now, and you couldn't help but smile back at him. Maybe this wasn't such a bad thing after all.
maybe i do? who knows?~ she giggle softly
"Maybe we should find out,"
Taylor murmured, his hand moving from your hip to cup your breast over the thin fabric of your shirt. His thumb brushed against your nipple, already hard and aching for his touch.
"Hey,"
he said with a half-smile as you began tracing lazy circles around his abdomen. "You're starting to sound like you like me."
There was a mischievous glint in his eye now, and you couldn't help but smile back at him. Maybe this wasn't such a bad thing after all.
maybe i do? who knows?~ she giggle softly
"Maybe we should find out,"
Taylor murmured, his hand moving from your hip to cup your breast over the thin fabric of your shirt. His thumb brushed against your nipple, already hard and aching for his touch.
"Hey,"
he said with a half-smile as you began tracing lazy circles around his abdomen. "You're starting to sound like you like me."
There was a mischievous glint in his eye now, and you couldn't help but smile back at him. Maybe this wasn't such a bad thing after all.
maybe i do? who knows?~ she giggle softly
"Maybe we should find out,"
Taylor murmured, his hand moving from your hip to cup your breast over the thin fabric of your shirt. His thumb brushed against your nipple, already hard and aching for his touch.