Thread: Taylena {darkest_fate&Demie}

Oh, Taylor understood Selena's ramblings, possibly better then the little Latina expected. That first contact always sent those little chills and doubts. The whole, I'm getting turned on by this mixing with this is wrong . It had to be worse for Selena, who grew up in the Disney machine and all, where putting a toe out of line ended with excommunication and press bad enough to completely destroy a career. The Latina kissed back though, and Taylor enjoyed it. For the more Selena kissed, the more she got relaxed about the whole thing. Taylor hadn't been kidding if they wanted to sell this, it at least needed to look real, which meant that Selena needed to at least look like kissing another girl didn't twist her stomach into knots... or, at least, not for unpleasant reasons. Though it still took all the reserve Taylor had to keep the kiss fairly chaste. Just lips moving along lips, drawing, pressing, teasing, giving and taking all in equal measure. Again, Taylor felt a burning within her, a desire to simply take advantage of the situation, and again she had to fight it down, actually going over song lyrics in her head to make sure to cool her ardor. Hands lay upon Taylor's hips and the blonde pushed forward, indicating with her body that Selena could touch, could do whatever. Taylor wanted her friend to do it, to feel comfortable. After all, it was just a body, and all the little touches just sent up little flares within Taylor, teasing her all the more. Words, and Taylor saw the momentary confusion and hesitation in there. Had Taylor been pushing? Teasing? Yes, and a very small part of her actually felt somewhat guilty. Despite her increasing want of the Latina, Taylor didn't want Selena to feel overly pressured. Just pressured enough to lean in and relax. It seemed to work. For Selena initiated this time. Taylor's hands caressed her friend's bared body, running along, just gracing her with the nails. Areas might be off limits, but only a virgin or a stupid guy didn't realize that nearly every area on a woman's body could be an erogenous zone. A gentle touch across a side, a fingernail dragging long a taut stomach, a small caress just along a hip, all would communicate want in a primal fashion that people just didn't seem to get. It might be harder to get someone to scream out desire, but trembling was not out of the question. So Taylor ran her hands seductively around her friend, her touch promising to ignite fires where boys had produced only smoke. They flitted across bared skin, trailed along the hip bones, just teased above the no touch zone. Taylor drew her arms around Selena's sides, running. Her mouth moved in time, pressing, demanding just a little more even as she gave way. Lips parted, and Taylor's talented tongue slid within Selena. She gently prized the Latina's mouth open enough for the best access. Her own limber muscle prodded against Selena's, gently caressing it, pushing it up. Then teeth tugged ever so slightly along it, wanting to spur the girl into further life. Taylor's hands matched, running along the small of Selena's back, dragging nails along her spine just as the mouth opened, wanting the electrifying touch to help add more. Her lips slid out, allowing Taylor breathy words Just relax, Selena, she whispered, punctuating the words with another kiss. Just relax we're all friends here just friends enjoying ourselves. God, Taylor burned so fierce that she felt Selena had to feel it. her own breasts tensed, her nipples threatening to tear holes in the shirt she wore. Her sex had started to grow even hotter, and she worried that her want would show. Still, she didn't want to stop on the contrary, she wanted to go deeper. Though that want may have caused Taylor to forget why exactly they were there...