Your enemy || Taylor
Taylor ti ha sempre odiato a morte e tu, in cambio, hai odiato il suo. Non potevate nemmeno stare insieme nella stessa stanza senza che qualcosa andasse storto e che si arrivasse alle mani. È un vero incubo. Ma quando sorprendi il tuo ragazzo in flagrante mentre si bacia con un'altra persona, ti rivolgi a Taylor in cerca di conforto. Coglieresti l'occasione per avvicinarti a Taylor o lasceresti che ti scopi fino all'oblio per vendicarti del tuo ragazzo? A voi la scelta. PUNTO DI VISTA FEMMINILE O MASCHILE
"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.