another old one (but with smut)
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The cool night air filtered through the open window as the two of you lay tangled together on the couch. The movie playing on the TV had long since been forgotten, its dialogue fading into the background as Taylor's lips found yours. Her kisses were soft but eager, sending warmth coursing through your veins as her hands gently roamed over your back.
You were completely lost in her, the world around you fading away until it was just Taylor's touch, her scent, her breath mingling with yours. As her fingers trailed down to your waist, she shifted her weight slightly, her knee brushing against the inside of your thigh.
That's when it happened - a tiny gasp escaped your lips, your breath catching in your throat as the unexpected sensation sent a spark of heat through you. Taylor paused, pulling back just enough to look at you with those sharp, inquisitive eyes, a slow smile spreading across her face.
"What was that?" she asked, her voice soft but teasing.
You felt a blush creep up your cheeks, a little embarrassed by how sensitive that spot had made you. "N-nothing," you stammered, trying to brush it off, but the way her smile widened told you she wasn't buying it.
"Nothing, huh?" Taylor echoed, her tone playful as she shifted slightly, pressing her knee more firmly against your thigh. The pressure made you squirm beneath her, another involuntary gasp slipping out as you bit your lip.
Taylor's eyes sparkled with mischief as she leaned in closer, her lips brushing the shell of your ear as she whispered, "I think I just found something, didn't I?"
Your heart raced, the combination of her teasing words and the sensation of her knee pressing against you, making it hard to think straight. "Taylor..." you murmured, but it came out as more of a plea than a protest.
She chuckled softly, the sound sending shivers down your spine. "You like that, don't you?" she continued, her voice low and sultry as she applied just a bit more pressure, her knee pressing against that sensitive spot again. "I had no idea you were so sensitive here.... you like my knee here, hm?"
You closed your eyes, trying to steady your breathing, but the way she was looking at you - like she had just uncovered one of your deepest secrets - made it impossible to stay calm. Taylor was enjoying this, the way she had you at her mercy, and you couldn't deny the thrill of it.
When you didn't answer, Taylor's hand slipped down to your waist, holding you in place as she shifted her knee again, sending another wave of heat through you. "Come on, Y/N," she whispered, her lips brushing against your neck, "tell me how much you like it."
You whimpered, your body betraying you as it arched into her touch. "I... I love it," you finally admitted, your voice trembling with need.
Taylor grinned, satisfied with your confession as she leaned in to kiss you again, her lips soft and demanding against yours. "Good," she murmured against your mouth, "because I plan on using this to my advantage."
Her words made your stomach flip with anticipation, your entire body buzzing with excitement. You never imagined that something so simple could turn you on this much, and it seemed like Taylor was just as surprised-and delighted-by the discovery.
As the night went on, Taylor didn't let up, her knee pressing against you in just the right way as she kissed you breathless. Each time she teased you, a new layer of intimacy unfolded between the two of you, deepening the connection that you shared.
But soon, the playfulness in Taylor's eyes shifted into something deeper, more intense. The teasing kisses turned hungrier, more demanding, and you felt her hands explore your body with more intent. Her knee was still pressing against you, but now her hands were sliding beneath your shirt, her fingers tracing the curve of your waist, the warmth of her touch making you shiver.
