taylor swift gxg

she touches you at dinner (pt.1) 🖤

requested + smut
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You were having a great evening with your wife and her loving parents. It was a very fancy restaurant, as always, so you were all dressed up in your most beautiful dress. Taylor definitely didn't let that go unnoticed.

You were sitting all the way in the back of the restaurant, where it was a little more private. Taylor opted for her classic waist coat, the same one she wore to the Tribeca film festival. She isn't someone who likes to rewear her outfits but you had always mentioned how much you loved seeing her in this one.

While getting ready you and Taylor had a rather heated make out session, both of you wanting more but knowing it wasn't the time. That didn't stop her from teasing you and leaving hickeys on places that your partly-mesh dress thankfully covered up. To say you were craving her touch, would be an understatement. You pulled yourself together, you were having dinner with her parents of all people.

The dinner was all-around lovely. You always felt like a part of her family and always perfectly joined in on their family conversations. You had a big table to yourselves. You and Taylor scored the booth against the wall and her parents were sitting on the chairs across from you.

After the casual conversation had ended and incredible food was eaten, comfortable silence filled the table. Everyone was waiting for their desserts and coffee. You were growing impatient, for Taylor, not the dessert. The silence left you alone with your thoughts and it was not helping.

You had suspected that similar thoughts were running through Taylors mind because her hand that was resting on your knee was now firmly grabbing your thigh. You knew she had no intention to go any further than that but you did.

Once her parents had busied themselves with casual conversations, you finally built up the courage to privately talk to Taylor. You leaned over and carefully whispered in her ear.

"Mommy?"

Taylors eyes widened, you could feel her tense up as a smirk made it's way on her face.

"Yes, darling?"

"Why don't you move your hand..." you gently picked up her hand and slid it under your dress to where you needed her the most "..here."
She let out a shaky breath once she felt the wetness through your underwear.

"What are you doing."

"I have no idea what you're talking about, mommy."

She was looking at you with wild, dominant eyes. You could see her clench her jaw as she took her bottom lip between her teeth.

"Y/n you better stop that right now, you have no idea what I'll do to you."

"Oh, but I would love to figure it out."

"I'm warning you, darling. I have no patience tonight and am planning to use you."

"You keep talking but your hand still hasn't moved?"

"You're such a slut."

"That's right, degrade me, mommy."

"That's not all I-"

"Taylor? Are you even listening!" Her mom scolded from across the table. The haze that entranced the both of you slowly drifting away.

"I asked you a question."

"Oh, right! I'm so sorry momm- I- mom. I didn't hear you, what did you say?"

"Oh my, honey! What's got you so distracted, hmm? I just asked what time we're expected for brunch next weekend?"