Just a Spoonful of Sugar

“ooh, that’s awfully mature of you. what has happened to my girl in our time of estrangement.” he sees a lot of growth in shiloh and admires that she spent their time apart working on herself. part of him feared she’d find someone else, perhaps she did in a sense, a different part of herself. chuckling, he nods, “is that news? i wasn’t much of a kisser when we first met, was i? i think my obsession came with the taste of your lips. never went back. fyi, just because you pout doesn’t mean you’ll get your way.” he laughs out loud. “plant your feet on the bed.” he demands removing his watch and chain from his body. of course he planned for dinner, but he’d give her whatever she wants, and right now, she seems hungrier for him than food.

“I had a lot more time to think about everything. Realize what I wanted and what was important.” She smiled a little and shook her head. “And both of those traced back to you in the end” She propped herself up a little more on her elbows as she looked up at him. “No but I am” She stuck her lip out a little further at him in a deeper pout. “It usually does” She teased softly before raising a brow at the demand. “Okay...” She said slowly but obeyed, planting each foot on the bed as she watched him. “Now what?” She looked at him with a slight smirk pulling at her lips. 

“nothing i can’t handle.” he chuckles. he feels almost weak voicing that her friends makes him uneasy. it isn’t quite easy to make taylor feel that way but the thought of losing shiloh makes him want to be honest. “i get it, remind them, i want the same thing. i just don’t want to be that guy.” he repeats his earlier words. shiloh doesn’t have many friends, and he knows their relationship will be doomed if he dictates it now. as stated before, he wants her to the end. “mhm.” he nods, a smile pulling at his lips. “promise.” he breathes, already planning on showing her and being a man of his actions. he leans in, ghosting his lips over hers, “you’re going to kiss me, aren’t you?” though as he brushes his lips against hers, the male shakes his head, “nope. i’m in charge.” with that, he stands throwing the femme on the bed.

“I know I just...want it to be smooth sailing for everyone” She noted with a slight smile as she toyed with his hair again. “I will remind them. And I’ll remind them how I’m happiest when I’m with you and that if that can’t respect or understand that then....there isn’t place in my life for that” She wrinkled her nose as she let out a soft sigh. “Maybe I was...” She raised a brow as his lips brushed over hers before letting out a squeak when he suddenly took charge again and threw her onto the bed. “Hey!” She whined softly as she turned to look up at him. “So you’re in charge that means you’re not going to kiss me?” She pouted

giggling, the man nods, staring at his woman in awe. he licks his lips at her annoyance, always loving to give her something to complain about that’ll make him laugh. “yeah, i don’t, and i understand that. i don’t want to be that person that controls you or who your friends are. sorry if i appear that way.” the elder responds, a sigh following. of course he can pretend to get along with them. he has for years, since they got together, the problem lies when they give him attitude or shit for his past. as she takes her throne in his lap, large hands come around to rest comfortably on her ass. taylor has never doubted shiloh’s love, but he’s aware she knows her worth. he hasn’t given her his all their entire relationship but he will going forward. “you don’t have to worry about that. there hasn’t been a day since we met that i haven’t wanted you. if anything i want you more everyday, every hour, every minute and second.” the man leans forward pressing a kiss to the femme’s shoulder, “i intend on being with you for the rest of our lives.”

Shiloh’s eyes continued searching his face slowly as she sighed as well, fingers toying in the back of his hair a little. “I’ll talk to them too....I know they don’t make it easy on you either” She nodded slightly. Shiloh knew her friends liked to bring up things from the past to push his buttons, she’d told them off time and time again but now it was to a point in her life where she was going to choose him over everyone else. “They just want to make sure I’m safe and happy. And I am” She smiled slightly before leaning into him a little more as she felt his hands on her. “You do?” She raised a brow, a shy smile tugging at her lips. “More than now?” She raked her fingers slowly through his hair giving a tug so he was looking up at her. “Promise?” She asked softly

grabbing the femme by the chin, a wicked smile forms on taylor’s lips, eyes bright as he utters, “i’ll show ya.” he knows what’s she’s doing. since she’s been back, he’s been even more susceptible to falling into her tricks. he’s missed her, he’s them, and despite the copious amount of time they’ve spent since she’s been back. he still misses her like she’s gone. it’s how he knows he’s in love, how he knows there’s never been a woman he’d give his life for like he would for her. rolling his eyes, the man sighs, “your friends i assume?” he hadn’t faced them since he and shiloh has gotten back together and he almost dreads it. “are you asking me to be open or telling me?” he breathes continuing to massage the lotion into her skin. “never doubted it. you just…you give people a little leeway and then we’re back to where we were and my brain…and heart doesn’t take too kindly to losing you again.” 

“Oh really?” She smirked back in return, a slight challenge as she raked her teeth over her bottom lip. Shiloh loved every side of Taylor, the fun playful teasing side, the serious businessman side, the filthy dominate side, everything he was she loved so much it hurt. “Don’t roll your eyes at me” She scoffed a little and shook her head. “I know you don’t like my friends much but they are my friends” She noted with a heavy sigh. “I wish you could all at least pretend to get along for my sake” she wrinkled her nose as she watched him massage the lotion into her skin a little more before sighing and shifting so she was straddling his lap, holding his face between her hands. “I’m not going anywhere. I’m right here. And unless you tell me you don’t want me anymore I’m not leaving. Not this time.” She assured him softly, eyes searching his as her fingers moved into his hair.

“shaggy taylor, i’m getting that impression.” he’s one who takes care of himself, is hyperaware of his appearance, not for anyone but his own headspace. if he’s physically put together, it makes it easier for him to be mentally put together. chuckling, he shrugs, “don’t test me.” there’s been times where he’s coaxed the moments, convinced the other’s mind and body that she didn’t want or need anything but him. “things like that changes a lot. it’s part of the process and who my dad is as a person.” he utters with a shrug. “why do you say that? getting bored of me?” he teases with a smirk. as she begins lotioning her legs, he takes the bottle from her applying some on his hand. assisting her with lotioning the other, taylor sighs, “why mess up anything good when we’re doing perfectly well, shouldn’t that always be the mindset?” he smirks.

“Not shaggy. Just scruffy. I like the little bit of scratch” She laughed a little as she reached up again to brush her fingers along his jaw slowly. “Or what” She grinned wickedly, toeing the line of testing him. “I know they do...but I still do want to meet him. He’s important to you so he’s important to me” She pressed a kiss to his shoulder as she massaged her leg a little. “No of course not. But it would be nice to go out with friends like we used to” She noted and raised a brow as he took her other leg and rubbed the lotion into him. “It wouldn’t be messing anything up. We’d still be the  same, just adding even more would be good too” She pressed her lips to his jaw lightly. “You’re still everything to me no matter what” She added softly, pressing a few kisses along his skin trailing up to his earlobe.

“mmm, i guess it’s time for a shave, i’ll hold off on it for a while since you’re fond of it.” he smiles, always appreciating her likes and dislikes. for the most part, they always align, shiloh simply giving taylor a bit more confidence in the little things he loves about himself. “fingers crossed that i am lucky, wouldn’t want to just…take it.” he playfully winks. chuckling, the man nods his head, “mhm.” he had been so apprehensive about the two forming a relationship. however, he wants that now. wants the two people he trust more than anything to build some sort of bond. “soon.” he assures her, “whenever that time happens i have to go back home, set somethings with his lawyer. whenever that happens, it’ll be perfect timing. we’ll be prepared which is the best way to be when it involves my dad.” he jokes. stepping out of the bathroom, taylor plops down on the bed deciding to engage his girlfriend as per usual. “i like it being just us though, no worries about much else besides…this.” he gestures between them.

“Not yet, I like the scruffy look on you. And how it feels” She grinned a little and ran her fingers through her damp hair to try and detangle it a little. “Oh of course not...you would never just take it” She snorted and rolled her eyes a little before smirking at him. “You always say soon” She wrinkled her nose as she tied the towel around her body and quickly dried her hair with the blow-dryer before wandering into the bedroom as well. “I know you do. And I love it, but we do have to invite others in too, it can’t always just be us” She noted as she sat down next to him, grabbing her lotion from the nightstand to work it into her legs. “But soon is better than never...step in the right direction at least” she smiled slightly

“completely. i will always prefer it.” a smirk forms on the mans lips. thankfully their attraction towards each other have not faltered with time, and truth be told, he prays it stays that way forever. “mhm,” the male hums, “and zippoli’s because, you know, you can’t have tony’s and not get zippoli’s.” he finishes. although shiloh is a baker, taylor often buy baked treats for them so she doesn’t take responsibility for desert. “very true. on your face, your tits, coming out of your…whoa your mind, the way it can easily divert mine.” the male tuts his teeth. “finish up, can’t wait to hear about your day.” he breathes giving her a spank on the ass before closing the door and washing his hands. “my dad asked about you today. our call was a bit longer. he’s ready to come here, see new york after so many years.”

“Good. Because I prefer it that way too” She smirked as she looked up at him with both lust and love in her expression. “You’re scruffy...I like it” She reached up to run her fingers along his jaw a little before laughing a little. “Mhm...you say that like it’s a bad thing...” She raised a brow at him. “Maybe if you’re lucky we’ll get to all of the above later” She winked before a yelp left her lips at the quick spank. Rinsing herself of all soap she turned the water off and reached out to grab her towel. “What? Really?” She gasped softly as she emerged with the towel wrapped tightly around her frame. “So...when’s he going to come then?” She asked with a small smile as she wrung her hair out

chuckling, taylor continues to make steps through their bedroom, undressing himself in the process. “that’s the way that i like you though, you know, sticky and covered in chocolate amongst other things.” he utters with a teasing lilt. amused, he considers joining her in the shower, but then remembers their hatred for cold tony’s pizza and thinks he’d much rather see her in his lap telling him about her day. “i’ll take a rein check. i’ve gotten us the best of the best pizza and it’s waiting on the island to be eaten by two lovers.” a grin forms on his face as he kicks off his shoes and heads into the bathroom to wash his hands. “i would love a welcome home kiss though.” the man opens the glass door putting his head into the heated box, “you look good with water glistening all on your body. quick, kiss before my little head betrays me.”

“Oh I know you do...but I also know you prefer it when you’re the one who put me in such a state” She laughed as she rubbed the shampoo into her hair before rinsing it out quickly. “You got Tony’s for us? Wow I’m spoiled huh?” She grinned as she saw him walk into the bathroom. As his head poked into the shower she smiled at him, rinsing the soap from her body now as he scanned her over. “Mmm...I look better with other things glistening on my body” She teased as she stepped forward and pressed her lips to his in a quick but sensual kiss before stepping back again. “Welcome home baby” She winked and turned to finish her shower. 

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for a while taylor began to resent routine. began to resent his home, resent every bit of his life that he felt he couldn’t change. shiloh’s return shifted that resentment, the memory of her, the knowledge that he’ll be back with her after every shift, when he returns home, with every breath he can get a hold of her. he doesn’t put the pressure of being a girlfriend…a wife on her shoulders, and instead put the pressure on his own to keep her satisfied. after picking up some pizza from their favorite pizzeria, he heads home. pushing through the door he’s surprised at the pile of clothes, a giggle falling from his lips. “um, baby!” the male calls, “i think you’ve misplaced a few items..i’m not complaining though, can’t wait to see what i’ll find you in.” the man places the box of pizza down and heads down the hallway towards their bedroom. “or the lack of clothes you’ll be in.”

Hearing Taylor’s voice immediately brought a smile to Shiloh’s face as she leaned out of the shower a little. “Nope didn’t misplace them I know exactly where I left them” She called back with a laugh before ducking back into the shower to lean her head back underneath the stream of warm water. “I was sticky and covered in chocolate and flour so I figured it’d be best to get it all off of me before tracking it through the house” She called again as she heard him walking through the bedroom. “Very, very messy day” She grinned. “You are more than welcome to join me in here if you’d like” 

Shiloh and Taylor had easily fallen back into a routine after that first night reuniting with each other. She had moved her things back into his apartment...their apartment and for the most part they spent every free moment together. It was as if they were both unconsciously trying to make up for lost time with how they both made a point to leave work and come home at reasonable times too. It was nice, feeling like a couple again after everything. Shiloh had gotten out of work a little early that evening, heading home to shower all of the flour and chocolate from her hair and body, knowing Taylor would still be working for a bit longer. Heading up she nodded politely at the neighbor, a little woman who clearly had the hots for Taylor, not that Shiloh blamed her. She was barely in the door before she was stripping off her clothes, tossing them in a pile in the doorway before hopping into the shower. 

her moans are beautiful, the more he hears them, the harder his hips slams into hers. hearing that he’s able to drive that whine deep from within her makes him adamant in knowing she’s the one. he’s content to hear her comply, to hear her submit to him the way she so beautifully used to. insistent fingers move between them as their lips distract each others, his thumb adamantly rubbing at her clit in motion with his thrusts.

Shiloh’s skin felt like it was on fire in all the best ways. Taylor had always been the only one to elicit this type of reaction from her and make her feel so needy for him. It was as if she could never get enough of him or close enough to him. As his fingers moved down between them she let out a moan into the kiss, her body tensing again around him as she gasped his name out over and over. “Please, I’m so close” She could feel herself overtaken with the pleasure, her fingers moving into his hair to tug it roughly.

this is his favorite spot. wrapped in her legs, embraced and feeling needed by no one other than shiloh. she’s the push he needed to make many big life changes that he’s sworn off time and time again. as he effortlessly slides within her, his hands rest on the back of the couch, savoring every moment with here. “with pleasure.” he grunts. without a second thought his hips pulls out and snaps back in, building up a smooth fluent rhythm with her. “i love you.” he breathes, “you’re mine, i’m yours. lets keep it that way.”

Shiloh let out a gasp as he slid into her easily before quickly pulling back and snapping his hips forward against hers, building up a rhythm just as easily. His name tumbled from her lips as she arched into him, her legs tightening around his waist to draw him in closer if it was possible. “I love you” She gasped as she leaned up to catch his lips with hers. “All yours, forever” She nodded, deepening the kiss needily. 

watching her satisfy herself, open herself up to him turns his stomach. he’s extremely turned on, and desperate for her. shiloh’s beautiful, but taylor becomes even more attracted to her when she wants him. he’s almost certain that if he decided to leave her alone and they randomly ran into each other, one look to say i want you would’ve had him begging for her to take him back. his cock his hard again once she wraps her delicate fingers around it. he’s sensitive nevertheless passionate about fucking her right. he allows her hand to guide his dick to her cunt, pushing in without another thought.

Shiloh wished she could read his mind in that moment, to know what was going on in his head as he looked down at her. But she knew if her mind was a mess of desire, lust, and need that his thoughts couldn’t be too much different--or at least she hoped. Her hand moved up and down his cock slowly, tantalizingly as she guided him back to her. She was greedy and she needed him inside of her again, feeling empty without him stretching her, almost painfully, in all the best ways. “Fuck me” She practically begged him as her legs moved to wrap around his waist.

soon enough he’ll take away her option to touch herself, her opportunity to touch him and leave her cuffed, forced to take whatever it is he gives her. right now, watching her, it makes his cock lazily twitch. he’s still extremely turned on, the memory of how it felt to have her come around him reawakening every exhausted muscle. the hand that isn’t wrapped around her throat, he allows it to travel down between her legs, fingers tending to that very sensitive bundle of nerve he’s gotten to know so well over the years. “open your legs wider.” he demands smacking his heavy hands against her pussy lips.

Shiloh watched his reactions, his expression mirroring hers as she saw the emotion and feeling behind his eyes. She had missed him and missed this. As she dipped her fingers inside of herself she let out a little whimper, her body still sensitive from his cock. Pulling her hand back a little as she felt his reach down she let out a loud moan when he smacked her and demanded she spread her legs more. Complying easily she opened her legs until her knees were touching the couch on each side of her. “Please” She whined, her hand reaching to wrap around his cock

taylor could read that she’s completely into it still, and he’s relieved that she’s not running for the hill just as she gets what she wants. he’s a walking red flag, but he loves that shiloh is colorblind to him. he leans down, placing a rough kiss to her lips. he’s still extremely turned on, but he also knows he need to be honest before he puts her to bed. “did i ask you to speak.” his grip on her neck tightens, cutting off her airway with ease. “don’t worry, baby, i’m going to spend the entire night using you like a slave. i’ll put your pretty mouth and body to good use.” he assures. removing his grip from her neck, taylor fingers travel down the her chest, to her navel, “show me how you touch yourself thinking of me.”

There hadn’t been a moment they were apart when Shiloh didn’t think of him. Everything reminded her of him. And now that she was here she was positive there was nowhere else and no one else she would rather be with. As his grip tightened on her neck she made a soft sound, her nails digging into his skin a little as her mouth fell open slightly. A shiver ran through her while his fingers traced down her chest and stomach. Biting down on her lip she kept her eyes locked with his as one hand dipped between her legs while the other cupped her breast to tug her nipple. “Yes sir” 

he’s hot and extremely turned on, the femme moaning under him, taking his cock like a champ fills him with adoration. taylor pulsates deep within her for a moment before his hips begins to slow down. finally, they come to a halt, the man pulling out. he turns her on her back, tearing the shirt off her body and getting rid of the extra pasty. one look at her and he goes soft, content to have her back in his presence. “my fucking baby.” he utters, hand moving to her neck. “just want to spend the night marking you, and fucking…all fucking night.” he breathes softly biting her cheek.

Shiloh let out a whine as he pulled out of her before squeaking slightly as he flipped her over and tore her shirt off. A moan rippled through her as he pulled the pasty off and looked down at her. “All yours. Always” She said softly as her hands slowly wandered up his chest while his hand moved to her neck. “Please, I need you” she breathed out softly

his hips continues to gyrate mercilessly, taylor losing himself to the feeling of shiloh tightening around his cock. repeated curses of, “oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck.” falls from his lips, almost in warning of what was to come. just as he releases deep within her, he sees white, feeling the additive wetness. it takes a moment for it to hit him, and it’s like his stamina builds within the moment. “fuck fuck fuck.” he moans keeping his thrust shortr as he continues to fuck her through her high.

Shiloh had no time to recover at all before he was releasing deep inside of her, drawing another moan as she rocked back against him just slightly. Her body was still trembling as his short hard thrusts continued only drawing swears and moans from her as her face pressed into the couch cushions. She wasn’t sure if her body could handle this much pleasure at once, still sensitive and responding to her orgasm. She knew her makeup was likely smeared down her face now as she tried to look back at him