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lexcampbell:

When Taylor finally came, hips bucking up into her hand Lexi let out a low appreciative moan. There was nothing that should have particularly been pleasurable about the woman covering her chest with ejaculate, but there was a part of Lexi that enjoyed being used in that way.

Sure, it was against just about everything she stood for, but she liked feeling like an object of desire. It was a power that couldn’t be measured in money or infamy.

“There you go, baby,” Lexi nearly purred, slowing her movements down when Taylor stopped twitching in her hand and started to soften. “I hope you’re feeling a little better,” She smirked, leaning down to kiss the tip of Taylor’s penis, licking her lips as she pulled away to clean up the small about of cum she had picked up.

Finding the television remote, Lexi gave it to her house guest.

“Here. I’m just going to clean and freshen up,” She added as she stood, giving a flushed and sprawled out Taylor one last look before heading into her bathroom.

Panting a little Taylor wanted to grin after the words but the kiss that followed had her groaning a little as she watched Lexi intently. Though she couldn’t deny part of her obviously just wanted to pull Lexi back and continue into what this night could become, Taylor behaved and instead just shifted to sit up a little straighter. “Thanks babe,” she called as Lexi walked away.

Glancing around for a moment she waited until her breathing was steady before climbing up, grabbing a sheet of paper towel, cleaning herself up and throwing the sheet away before contently plopping back down on to the couch, pulling the towel back over her lap to at least be somewhat of a polite house guest.

“You know...Lex, you really don’t have to do my laundry that feels really fuckin’ weird. Also I hope you weren’t planning on trying to get me to eat vegetables,” she called.

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lexcampbell:

Lexi kept her eyes steady on Taylor as she worked, hungrily sucking at her length as she moved. It was admittedly more pleasant than any men she’d gone down on. They were always desperate and overly grabby, calling her every name under the sun. She liked a bit of dirty talk, but coming from a sweaty, hairy guy, it was never as sexy as she wanted it to be. No matter how attractive the man, they always seemed to make it seem gross.

She smirked around Taylors cock at the warning, pulling away enough to suck at the tip and starting to pump at the shaft. Releasing her with a noisy pop, Lexi made use of her own saliva as lubricant as she continued to pump, aiming Taylor towards her almost bare chest.

“I want you to come on me,” Lexi hummed, pushing out her chest that she definitely admitted looked good in the push up bra she’d chosen to wear that morning. She squeezed at Taylor, using her other hand to start massaging her balls to urge her to finish.

““Let go,”

Sure her earlier blowjob of the night was awesome and the fact the girl swallowed was great, but the fact Lexi wanted her to come on her chest was somehow even more sexy, but then again Taylor was a boob girl. 

Though she would have preferred coming on Lexi’s completely bare chest after fucking her hard, she figured this was still a good replacement. Her hips rocked up almost harshly at the added touch, curling her fingers around the back of the couch cushions Taylor bit into her bottom lip, what started as a small groan turned into a moan as her hips rocked ever so slightly before she came, effectively coating Lexi’s chest. Which caused her to grin ever so slightly as she slumped back down against the couch.

“Fuck,” she breathed with a soft chuckle.

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lexcampbell:

The quips, the smirking and the overall fuckboy attitude was something that Lexi, in her normal state, couldn’t stand. But with her fingers wrapped around the part of Taylor that was currently sucking the bloodflow from her brain, she knew that she had the power over her.

She wanted to have her as putty in the palm of her hand, because there was nothing more powerful than a woman’s sexuality.

“Watch it, Tiger,” Lexi commented with a raise of her brow before giving Taylor one final squeeze and bringing her mouth to the tip once again.

Parting her lips, She sucked lightly on the head. Stroking Taylor while letting her tongue flick against the slit, Lexi started to pump her slowly with her hand. She could feel her swell up to her full, proud size and couldn’t deny the fact that her stomach started to burn with the desire of the other woman. She hadn’t expected this to happen in the slightest when she had invited her up, but she needed a little excitement in her life.

With a little moan vibrating in her throat, Lexi bobbed her head to take Taylor deeper into her mouth. Pulling away and squeezing at the base, she tapped Taylor’s member against her cheek as she smirked up at her.

“Let me know when you’re going to come,”

She didn’t waste a second before she greedily took her back into her mouth, the tip of her nose brushing against Taylor’s lower stomach. With a groan at the feel of the back of her throat being intruded, she pulled back and bobbed her head with increasing speed, nails digging into Taylor’s thighs.

Holding up her hands innocently Taylor smirked a little. “And don’t call me Tiger, I’m cooler than that shit,” she huffed a little, doing her best to stay level headed. After all she probably shouldn’t let Lexi one up her, even in this position.

Smirking a little she leaned back against the couch, settling her arms across the top of it as she watched the girl. Her chest and abdomen almost instantly tightening as her breath hitched slightly the moment Lexi started showing what other talents her mouth could actually be good for.

The moan around her caused Taylor to groan a little herself, doing her best not to rock her hips up, though she was rather tempted. Tilting her head back she glanced down again as she felt Lexi pull away and her hand settle back around her. Truly, the teasing cheek tap shouldn’t have been as sexy as it was but Taylor felt her abdomen knot up even more upon witnessing it.

“Duh...I’m a gentleman after all,” 

This time Taylor decided she was going to enjoy watching Lexi, and though she’d never admit it out loud, it was always so rewarding watching someone who could definitely talk the talk, putting their mouth to better use, truly Taylor found it a little too hot.

Shifting her one hand to settle it against the back of Lexi’s head Taylor did take the moment to give the girl’s hair a playful little tug before leaving her hand to move with the movements and the quickness of Lexi bobbing her head.

“Fuck babe,” a few small breathy moans settled in her throat whenever Lexi would sink her mouth back down and manage to take all of her, it was truly rather delightful and it only took a few more moments of Lexi’s talented motions before she felt that familiar tightening turn overly tingly.

“Babe...Lex,” she breathed, figuring that was warning enough.

Moving her hand away from Lexi’s head Taylor instantly curled her fingers into the towel, maybe she’d been wrong about this being a bad idea because this was definitely worth getting beat up, that was for sure.

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lexcampbell:

Lexi’s nails dug a little harder into Taylor’s abs when the girl reached out to touch at her hair. It was the kind of intimate contact that Lexi liked to shy away from, but she knew that this was far from that kind of touch. This was moving a veil away from her face, knowing that Taylor would want to see every inch of what was going to happen.

Lexi wanted her to see that. To prove that she was better than anyone else.

Scratching her nails down until they hit the edges of the towel, Lexi didn’t hesitate for a second before she was pulling the material away from Taylor’s lap, letting it fall uselessly to the couch either side of her. She was unashamed by the way she stared down at her lap, and at the dick that was just in the early stages of starting to perk up, laying against her thigh.

Taking Taylor into her hand, Lexi gave her a squeeze and started to pump, needing to feel the blood rush into her dick and see just how much she wanted her.

“My mouth is good at a lot of things, and if you’re lucky.. Maybe I’ll show you a few,” Lexi smirked, squeezing at the base of her cock and bringing her lips to kiss the tip.

Taylor matched the nails digging into her stomach with a slight tug of her own to Lexi’s hair, giving the girl a slightly challenging arched brow. Once she had Lexi’s hair completely out of the way she pulled her hand away, giving the girl a slight smirk.

Once the towel was tugged away it wasn’t much surprise that Taylor watched Lexi’s face, after all she’d seen basically all of the reactions over the years, and surprisingly Lexi’s wasn’t anything like she was expecting. After all it wasn’t often that Taylor did anything sexual with people who were also hot shots, like herself.

Her breath hitched the moment those poised fingers wrapped around her member and Taylor could feel her abdomen twisting once more, even as she tried to keep her cool.

“I mean luck is my middle name, babe,” she mused. “After the basic white girl name that you also have,” she added in with a smirk, eyes staying steadily locked on Lexi’s face as she watched her, the instant touch from the girl’s lips had her cock twitching slightly, her hips already wanting to arch up a little bit.

“I shouldn’t be surprised you’d be a tease,”

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lexcampbell:

Imagining Taylor being mentally tired was definitely something strange. She didn’t really look like she did anything particularly mentally taxing a day in her life, but Lexi kept her comments to herself. After all, she didn’t want to judge a book by it’s cover.. At least until Taylor did at least three more things to prove she was right.

Lexi’s eyes narrowed at the half naked woman in front of her, and any thoughts about her assumptions about Taylor were instantly forgotten. She would be lying if she tried to tell herself that she wasn’t just a little bit offended. She was standing just in her bra.. (That was very expensive, may she add), and Taylor was acting as though she was apathetic about the whole situation. 

“Uh huh. Just stop talking and sit down,” Lexi replied curtly, her lips curling into the slightest smirk.

She waited for Taylor to do as she said, before closing the distance between them and sinking down to her knees in front of her, pushing the towel up Taylor’s, keeping her modestly covered, thighs and slotting herself between them. 

“You didn’t mention you had abs,” Lexi hummed, letting her manicured nails scratch between the lines of Taylor’s stomach. “I think I can take the edge off of your day.. Don’t you?”

Rolling her eyes as Lexi bossed her around, again, Taylor huffed a little as she moved to plop down on the couch, definitely not expecting to have Lexi settle on the ground in front of her so quickly, which instantly caused Taylor’s abdomen to tighten briefly. Spreading her legs slightly to accommodate the woman now between them Taylor huffed out a small laugh at the abs comment. “Why would I? You didn’t seem interested in anything I have to offer,” she pointed out.

Leaning back slightly against the couch she shrugged a little as she looked down at the girl, she had to admit Lexi was pretty damn attractive, and somehow that whole ‘everyone annoys me, I’m the smartest thing since toasters’ attitude was actually kinda hot. “I think that’ll depend on if that mouth is as good for other things as it is for being sassy,” she mused, reaching out to lightly brush Lexi’s hair away from her face. 

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lexcampbell:

Lexi decided not to reply, smiling a little to herself when Taylor went rather obediently to go and clean herself up. really, it was just too easy to get some people to do what you want of them. Sex really did sell, and she didn’t really have any moral issues with using that to her advantage. She didn’t give herself away in any means. She could distance herself from sexual acts.

When she had started to hear the shower going, Lexi busied herself in the kitchen. It was easy to cook up some stir fry, after knowing her way around a cookbook or two. Of course, she hated to live up to those stereotypes, but it was very well needed after having lived alone for so long. Finishing up the meal and leaving it on the hot plate for later, Lexi smirked as she turned around on her heel to the call of Taylor’s voice.

“I have a hamper in my bedroom. I’ll be doing laundry later tonight,” Lexi instructed, letting her eyes flicker shamelessly over the girls torso. Obviously the move of coming out of the bathroom with a towel just around her waist when it was more than big enough to cover her entire body was some kind of peacocking technique. Lexi took the bite, simply with how predictable it was.

She looked good, she had to admit. Tight abs that fell down into a prominent V that was rather inviting to say the least. Her breasts were smaller than Lexi’s own, and not unattractive at all. She hadn’t really spent much time staring at other women naked to have a comparison for them.

She waited for Taylor to leave the room before unbuttoning her shirt and laying it delicately over the arm of the couch. After all, she didn’t want to make any stains that would be difficult to get out.

“II hope you’re not feeling too tired just yet,”

Noting the food smell that filled the room Taylor had to admit that wasn’t what she was expecting to walk out to, let alone Lexi actually still being, well nice? “You don’t have to wash my clothes, that seems...weird,” she mumbled, though obviously Taylor knew she probably wouldn’t win this argument, and though she stayed put as she noticed the eyes on her she shook her head a little as she wandered and eventually found the basket, pulling the items out of her jeans and her jacket she tossed everything into the hamper.

Stepping back into the living room she was busy glancing over the items she’d pulled out of her pockets before hearing the comment. “I’m never tired,” she huffed with a small smile.

“Physically at least, mentally is another story” she added in with a small wave of her hand. Finally looking up and noticing Lexi’s current lack of a shirt she arched a brow as she glanced the girl over. “You know babe, you don’t have to do anything. I’m pretty sure judging from what you were talking about before, I aint really your type,”

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lexcampbell:

Lexi’s brow rose when this beaten up stranger she had literally picked up off the street actually made the  move to hit on her. After the night she had told her she had been though, it was actually quite amazing that she had the balls to do it. But, then again, some people really didn’t have an off switch. This girl was probably one of them.

“I happen to be a conversationalist, thank you,” Lexi replied coolly, crossing her arms across her chest. She had to admit, whatever this bravado thing was, was kind of attractive. Not that she was really into women at all. Everyone had a little weakness.. Lexi’s happened to be shutting up little ego fueled boys with their brains in their dicks and their mind of the next pizza order. Just because Taylor was a girl didn’t dispute that.

“What are you going to do? Break into your own apartment?” Lexi scoffed as Taylor moved to get up and leave, reaching for that damn hat.

“How about… If you go and have a shower and get yourself cleaned up, I’ll give you a reason to stay,” Lexi smirked, walking around the couch toward the kitchen. “There’s towels on the rack, and you can use whatever you want. I’ll be waiting.. And trust me, you wouldn’t want to miss out. I’m very good with my mouth,”

“I mean yeah why the fuck not? I can just fix the door tomorrow,” she commented with a wave of her hand. As Lexi decided to switch gears from that whole ‘I take no shit from anyone’ attitude to actually trying to tempt her Taylor arched a brow.  

“Oh sure, now you want my company,” she mused, giving the girl a slight smirk. Even with her busted up lip, which she figured it wasn’t as charming as it usually was. But as she watched Lexi move around and her gaze settled back on the girl’s ass once more Taylor weighed her options, she could stay, get to hang out with a hot girl longer, even if she was forced to drink water. Or she could go back to her own apartment, probably fuck up her knuckles some more by breaking in and then just end up eating left over pizza.

Plus considering if Lexi wasn’t bullshitting her she could possibly get another blowjob out of it, maybe tonight wasn’t so bad after all. 

“Thought you didn’t fuck girls? But...Fine, hopefully you don’t have lame soap. I don’t wanna smell girly” she mused as she pushed herself off the couch. And headed towards the bathroom, thankfully all the apartments seemed to have close to the same layout so she wasn’t completely lost.

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Once she had washed all the dirt, blood and hopefully the alcohol smell off Taylor glanced over the towels. Truly never understanding why people had damn arrangements for them, isn’t one enough? Grabbing the biggest one she dried off before wrapping the towel around her waist, running her fingers through her hair to straighten it out she grabbed her clothes. Moving out of the bathroom she leaned against the door. 

“You got a bag or some shit that I can put these in?” she asked, giving the girl a tiny grin.

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lexcampbell:

“Bisexual, Pansexual, Homoflexible.. Or whatever they’re calling that now,” Lexi shrugged, before her brows furrowed. “We just met, so don’t you think that’s a little early to come out to me with whatever parts you have?” She almost laughed, shaking her head.

Sure, it was just a little hit and a brush off, but Lexi was a smart young woman. It was what irritated the men she worked with the most, but not something she was ever going to hide. She would rather stab herself than play ditzy for the comfort of anyone else and their masculinity.

“But I agree, though I do love a good argument. Though I’ll be on your side with this one. I support my fellow women, gay or straight, and I don’t give a fuck what they have in their pants. If they identify with the better gender, then power to them,”

“I’m sure busting down your door will go down fantastically with our dickhead of a landlord,” Lexi shook her head, refusing to play into Taylors’ bravado. 

“I don’t really have that much of a story. I grew up here in New York, in a pretty shitty area because my family were poor. I got out of there as soon as I could, and was the only non-white girl in my class in journalism school. Now I work as a reporter. I’m sure you have more of a story than me, Tiger,”

“Hey I’m not talking about me, I mean I was talking about other people but at the same time whatever,” she explained with a slight shrug. “Bits are bits” she pointed out. Nodding a little as she followed along Taylor gave Lexi a slight thumbs up once it was announced that she was on her side, which she figured she was already but still nice to hear.

Rolling her eyes a little she pressed the little ice pack back against her lip. This girl was seriously busting her balls, raining on her parade, all those other bullshit sayings. “You really like pointing out that you’re not white don’t you? I mean hey more power to you, you do you babe, and whatever else people say” she pointed out, arching a brow at the Tiger thing before shrugging. 

“I do, but it’s boring and I’d hate to bore you. Everyone has heard the shit parents story before so I’ll save you having to listen to me, Besides! I’m sure there are far more interesting things we could be doing. Each other for example,” she pointed out before smirking a little. “Just kidding, sort of.”

“But uh, you know this was swell and all but I’ve got an apartment to get back to. Since we’re not fucking and I’m not much of a conversationalist,” she pointed out, setting the ice pack on the table with her water before reaching for her hat again.

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lexcampbell:

“I rest my case. Basic white girl,”

When Taylor helped by removing her hat, Lexi’s eyes only narrowed further as she examined her injuries. There was no man she disliked more than one that would lay his hands on a woman, for whatever reason. It was just foul, and she wasn’t at all quiet about her opinion on the matter.

“Ah..” Lexi hummed out, reaching to find Taylor’s hand and placing it over the ice pack to encourage her to hold it in place. When she did, Lexi finally stepped away and went to fetch the both of them a cold bottle of spring water from the fridge.

“So.. You’re a lesbian, or lesbian adjacent? How exciting for you,” Lexi replied with an air of aloofness. It wasn’t that she really had an opinion on the matter. She didn’t personally find the appeal of other woman in her bed, and the only lesbians she had met tried awkwardly to come on to her before she shot them down rather unkindly.

“In that case, I hope you kicked him right in the balls,”

Placing the bottles of water in front of Taylor on the coffee table, Lexi shooed the other woman’s hand away to pull off the pack and check to see how well the bruise was starting to come out.

“You’re not fine. You’re going to have a nasty bruise, and not to mention that cut lip that would have gotten infected if you slept out on the side of the street like you were evidently planning to. Your pride doesn’t impress me.. Now, drink up. Lord knows you need it to re-hydrate and counteract that alcohol I can smell on you.”

“What the hell is a Lesbian adjacent? But sure I guess, I mean I like fucking girls so,” she commented with a shrug. “Though some of them don’t have the parts so does that still count? Actually let’s not get into that, these debates always end up annoying,” she commented, lifting the ice from her lip to talk before placing it back since she figured this girl would give her shit if she didn’t. 

“I mean duh, sometimes you’ve gotta fight dirty” she commented with a shrug, glancing at the water before her gaze moved back to Lexi she arched a brow. “It’s just a bruise babe, and I wasn’t sleeping outside I told you I live here, I was just waiting for someone to come open the door and then I’d just bust into my apartment,” she explained with a shrug. “Uh, I don’t drink water,” she pointed out with a chuckle. “It tastes gross,” she added in with a smirk.

“And that’s probably more so the alcohol she drank, I’m more into other intoxicating substances, I think I did have one though” she explained. “So what’s your story? There must be more to you than this whole moody thing,” 

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lexcampbell:

“That’s why I go by Lexi. I blame my parents for giving me a basic white girl name. I don’t share well.” She huffed, her heels clicking along the corridor as she made her way to the stairs with Taylor in tow.

“The second. Thank God.. I wouldn’t be hauling myself up more stairs than that with heels,” Lexi grumbled to herself as they reached the top and made it to her apartment door. Unlocking it, Lexi opened it for Taylor before heading inside herself. She hesitated a moment, before clearing her throat after closing the door behind her. She wasn’t very good at making small talk, that was for sure.

“Sit down. I’ll get you some ice,” She commanded more than asked, pointing to the couch before heading to the fridge to pull out some ice cubes, placing them in a zip-lock an wrapping it all in a kitchen towel. Making her way back to the Taylor and the couch, Lexi reached out to tilt the woman’s head up by the chin, examining her eye and lip before placing on the ice.

“How? I swear if you tell me it was your boyfriend..”

“I mean that’s not that random of a name, have you seen Grey’s Anatomy,” she mused, of course though she should probably be watching the steps she was taking Taylor’s gaze was contently on the back of the woman in front of her, smirking a little she had to admit, even she was relieved to have this apartment be on the second floor. Her’s was on the fourth and it was hell.

Making sure to take the moment to wipe her shoes off before she stepped inside Taylor curiously glanced around, sliding her hands into her pockets. “Nice digs,” she complimented, her gaze falling back on Lexi with an amused smirk. “Uh...You really don’t have to, it’s not a big deal. But yes ma’am”

Plopping down on the couch she figured she’d probably sleep pretty good all things considered, this was a hell of a lot more comfortable than her own couch. Sitting up a bit straighter once Lexi made her return the last thing Taylor expected was the touch to her face, especially with Lexi looking her over like she was some should be cared for specimen. But, just to assist with her ‘inspection’ Taylor reached up to take her hat off, figuring then Lexi could actually see her eye.

“Nah, someone else’s” she replied with a slight chuckle, until she realized her joke might not be funny to everyone in the room. “This girl at the bar wanted to hook up, her boyfriend got jealous, him and his drunk friends decided to push me around, it’s whatever really. Not my first fight, and it won’t be my last. Besides you should see that asshole, I totally won,” she smirked, well as much as the little ice pack would allow her to.

“You don’t have to take care of me and stuff, I’m fine,”

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lexcampbell:

Lexi wasn’t entirely sure whether to believe that this girl lived in the apartment building or not. She hadn’t seen her before, but quite honestly, Lexi never really gave a second glance to anyone that wasn’t a concern to her. She had more important things to do than stare at strangers that pass her. Normally, she would have scoffed and pushed her way past into the building and forgotten all about the encounter.. Especially with the addiction of the obvious out of place flirting.

At least, she would have if it were  man she had faced. But this stranger? She was a woman, and being a die hard feminist to the core, Lexi couldn’t just forget all about it all. She wasn’t a nice person in the slightest, but she stood up for womankind. Pussy power.. We all stand together. Whatever they called it.

“It’s getting late,” Lexi stated, her eyes once again flickering to the split lip that the crooked smile was adorning. She wasn’t sure if that whole grin thing was supposed to be charming or not, because it just looked awkward. Perhaps that was just due to the fact that Lexi didn’t find woman attractive in the slightest. But either way, it was weird.

“I have a couch. Why don’t you stay with me tonight? I wouldn’t feel comfortable leaving you out here. You don’t know what kinds of people lurk around the streets at night,” She half asked, half demanded. She had written many stories covering attacks and rapes of young woman in New York, and it saddened her that awful men like that existed. The last thing she wanted to do was put this young and already wounded woman at risk.

“Come on,” She insisted, unlocking the outer door and holding it open for the woman. “I’m Alexandra, by the way. Lexi.”

Taylor was just about to remind this woman that she did truly live here, but she figured what the hell, she’d never turn down a pretty girl inviting her over, even if she was stuck on the couch. “Sure alright, I mean why the fuck not right?”

“How white knight of you, but thanks,” she mused as the door was held open for her. Stepping into the main floor of the apartment building she glanced back at her. “I’m Taylor, we share a name though so lucky for you I don’t go by my middle name or else this would be really awkward,”

“So, what floor are you on?” she asked glancing over at her newest friend? Companion really, she seemed like she could cause some shit, but that didn’t make her any less attractive, in fact it probably made her more so.

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lexcampbell:

“You and I both know that’s a load of garbage,” Lexi huffed as the editor in chief pushed the folder across the table towards her.

“I’m sorry, Alexandra. It’s not your writing. It’s the stance-..” Her boss started, wording himself very carefully.

“Laying down and taking it isn’t my style, chief.”

“I know. And trust me, the readers love you for it. But this… Is a little too much. You want to open their eyes. Not ahem.. Force it down their throats dry,”

Wrinkling her nose, Lexi took the folder into her hands and let out a soft sigh. It really wasn’t completely her fault that she had such an extreme view of the closure of the planned parenthood in town. 

“Fine. I’ll have another copy emailed to you by tomorrow evening.”

The bad taste stayed permanently rooted in her mouth her entire journey home, pushing her way through the streets of Manhattan. It certainly wasn’t the kid of place she dreamed about living in when she was growing up, but it was away from her overbearing father and she could fund her life alone, her workplace being just a walk and a ride on the train away.

Turning the corner up to her apartment building, her interest was certainly peaked when she saw a woman slumped down on the steps. Even more so when she stepped a little closer and saw the black around her eye to go with split and bloodied lip. Sure, she wasn’t really the kind of woman to care too much about other people, but a woman in need tugged at her feminist side.

“Excuse me.. Are you alright?” Lexi asked as she came to a stop, her eyes roaming around the somewhat homeless looking woman. She wasn’t old, and in fact looked to be around the same age range as herself.

If anything, whatever this mess was going to be pulled her thoughts away from that damn article.

“Do you live here? You’re in the way of the door to my building.”

Instead of the logical thing and texting a friend to see if she could crash there, because truly she wasn’t walking anywhere else. Taylor had absently been playing a game on her phone when she heard the voice. “Peachy keen, jellybean” she responded with a sarcastic thumbs up, her eyes never leaving her phone until she got to the end of the level and that was when she finally looked up.

Glancing the woman over she arched a brow slightly, well it was clearly her lucky night. “Of course I live here, I’m not just going to sit on some random step. This is Manhattan of course, you don’t know who’s pissed on what,” she pointed out. 

“I either lost my key somewhere during the night, or forgot it. Not entirely sure which,” she explained, using her hand against the side of the building behind her to assist in pushing herself to her feet, tucking her phone into her jeans and adjusting her hat to make herself a little presentable. 

“But you know, apologies for being in the way. I didn’t think anyone as stunning as yourself lived here, I’d hold the door open for you, but well locked out” she pointed out, a slight crooked grin settling over her lips.

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“You know, my apartment is just a few blocks away,”

Her gaze travelled from the eyes she definitely hadn’t been looking at all night, to the fingers that were currently playing with the bottom of her shirt, a slight smirk instantly settling over her lips. Sure, picking up girls in bars might be a cliche but hey it was a cliche for a reason and Taylor would never be opposed to hooking up with a girl from a bar, especially if said girl had incredible breasts, legs for days and was offering to bring her to her apartment, which usually meant she could get snack food out of it.

Though Taylor wasn’t the biggest drinker around, besides picking up ladies she enjoyed watching people make complete idiots of themselves at the bar, well that or getting into bar fights, which happened to be a pretty amusing past time of hers.

“Oh yeah? Well, lead the way beautiful,” stepping out of the way Taylor held the girl’s jacket up for her, giving her a charming smile which only seemed to grow as she ended up with a kiss on the cheek for helping out. She could already tell it was going to be a good night, her mind already setting up endless situations and positions and just as they started making their way to the door that was when Taylor’s bubble seemed to pop and her focus return to the situation and the harsh shove that had nearly knocked her over.

Spinning around and being met with the typical already red faced from drinking too much, looking so tense a vein in his neck might pop and his ‘entourage’ backing him up, drunk guy. Taylor wanted to roll her eyes, but she managed to keep that in for now.

“Uh, can I help you with something?”

“Yeah, you can get the fuck away from my girlfriend”

Arching a brow Taylor glanced over her shoulder at her newest companion. “Are you dating this guy?” she asked, only to smirk a little as she was met with one of the most impressive faux innocent looks she had seen so far and a quick head shake.

“Well, there you have it. Better luck next time, my man.”

Starting to make their way back to the door, Taylor let her hand settle against the girl’s back, only getting about four steps away until she was shoved again, this time into the poor girl, which she just shifted her hands to grab her hips to keep them both from falling over, but now she was getting highly annoyed.

Which was how Taylor went from protectively holding this girl, to standing her ground and making sure she was the one object between the girl and this dumbass in front of her. 

“Look buddy, she already said she’s not your girlfriend. She clearly has no interest in being with you, so fuck off. Alright?”

Now, Taylor would be the first to admit that yeah, most times she was the one starting bar fights, after all they were fun who wouldn’t want to. But this time, surprisingly, it was all the other party.

So when one of the guy’s buddies made some off handed comment, some drunken slurred comment was more like it the fist that connected with the side of her face hit her before she even had a chance to try and make out with the other idiot was trying to say. 

Sure, she could have just walked away. But that wasn’t really her style. She was a brawler by nature, so even if completely outnumbered she didn’t hesitate before taking her own swing at this guy.

A black eye, busted lip, and probably some bruised ribs later Taylor chuckled a little once she was ‘escorted’ (though basically just shoved) out of the bar. The guys who’d ganged up on her being tossed on to the pavement before scampering off once the threat of the cops came out.

Rolling her eyes she straightened out her snapback, patting around the pockets on her jacket. “Fuck, seriously....” just as she went to turn back to catch one of the security guards to point out that she was going back inside to grab her cigarettes, that was when she was met with one already being held out to her along with a light. 

“Thought you could use this, my Knight in shining armour,”

Smirking a little she took the cigarette from the girl, who’s name she still didn’t catch or didn’t remember, one of the two. Placing it between her lips and leaning down slightly to light it.

“Thanks Princess, I’m going to assume this shit happens to you all the time? You really should stop being so beautiful if it causes problems,” she teased, taking a long drag before blowing the smoke aside and flicking some of the ashes off.

“Not all the time, just when I’ve got my eye on someone handsome,”

***

With her fingers curled tightly in blonde hair, back leaning against a nearby brick wall, and eyes watching her ‘Princess’ manage to deep throat her Taylor figured sure this wasn’t all the things she had been planning but hey she’d never complain. At least she was getting something out of this and as much as she had enjoyed actually talking to this one, she enjoyed the way her mouth was working her a lot more.

What surprised her the most though was this girl swallowed without hesitation and Taylor knew she had a keeper with this one, she really should ask what her name is.

Tucking herself back into her boxer briefs and doing up her jeans she held her hand out to help the girl up, who was quick to write a number on her hand and kiss her cheek once more.

“Oh and just for the record, that douchebag actually is my boyfriend. See you around, stud.”

***

Of course once her post orgasm high had worn off and Taylor was reminded yet again that she lost the things in her jacket pocket, including the joint she’d been looking forward to, that’s when her ribs decided to be a dick during her walk back to her apartment. It was far from her first fight, but that didn’t make it any less annoying.

With a small groan she walked up the step to the side door of her apartment building, digging around in the actual closed pocket inside her jacket, knowing it would have stayed closed but yet her key wasn’t in there. Nor was it in any of the outside pockets or her jeans. Groaning she spun around, plopping down on the step and leaning against the building, wincing ever so slightly before shaking her head. 

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