Match Maker | T. Swift x OC

Chapter Two

"Ha! You suck."

"Yeah," Taylor smirked and bit her lip. "I do."

Mallory squinted at her wife. "Pervert."

Feeling the intensity of the competition and determined to claim victory, Mallory proposed another round of Cluedo. Taylor, sensing Mallory's resolve, agreed to the challenge. They returned to the familiar murder investigation, each hoping to solve the case with superior reasoning. Despite Mallory's best efforts, Taylor once again proved her deductive skills, successfully deducing the murderer, weapon, and location before Mallory could piece it together.

Exhausted but gracious in defeat, Mallory accepted Taylor's win, acknowledging her partner's superior performance throughout the tournament. However, a hint of playfulness lingered in the air as Taylor jokingly accused Mallory of letting her win the final game, teasing her about a secret motive behind her call for a rematch. Laughter filled the room as they playfully debated their skills and strategies, their love for each other shining through even in the midst of competition.

"I still can't believe you won," Mallory said as they tided up snack and the remaining board games. It was well into the night, probably the morning, too, but neither of them were tired in the slightest.

Taylor chuckled. "You were letting me win," She said fondly.

The brunette looked up at her with wide eyes. "You think that just because I love you I'd let you beat me at four games?"

Taylor chuckled as they finished tidying up. They decided to retire to their cozy bedroom, where they could enjoy each other's company and unwind from the day's events. As they entered the serene ambiance of their bedroom, the soft glow of candlelight embraced them.

Mallory smiled, her eyes sparkling, and took Taylor's hand, leading her toward the en suite bathroom. They stepped into the warm, inviting shower, the sound of water cascading down providing a soothing soundtrack to their evening.

Mallory reached for the body wash, lathering it in her hands before gently massaging it onto Taylor's back. She moved her hands in slow, circular motions, tracing the contours of Taylor's body with tender care. "You deserve all the love and pampering in the world," Mallory whispered, her voice filled with affection.

Taylor leaned back, reveling in the sensation and the love that enveloped her. "I'm so grateful to have you in my life," she replied, her voice a gentle murmur. "I love you so much, wife."

Mallory's heart swelled with warmth as she continued to caress Taylor's skin, ensuring every part of her was cleansed and loved. They exchanged soft kisses and affectionate whispers, their connection growing deeper with each passing moment. The steam-filled air carried their laughter and shared secrets, creating an intimate atmosphere only they could share.

After the shower, wrapped in fluffy towels, they made their way back into the bedroom. Mallory picked out matching sets of soft pajamas for both of them, the delicate fabric gliding against their skin as they changed. Mallory playfully spun around, modeling her new sleepwear, causing Taylor to giggle and applaud her. "You look absolutely stunning, my love," Taylor exclaimed, her eyes filled with adoration.

"My legs feel like jelly," Taylor ended up murmuring.

Mallory just grinned in pride.

As they settled onto the plush bed, Mallory snuggled close to Taylor, finding solace in her warm embrace. They intertwined their legs, their bodies fitting together like pieces of a perfect puzzle. Taylor's fingers gently caressed Mallory's hair, combing through its silky strands, while Mallory rested her head against Taylor's chest, listening to the soothing rhythm of her heartbeat.