Thank you all for the overwhelmingly positive response from my first story with Taylor. Since that post my life has gotten chaotic even before the whole COVID-19 pandemic took over. Without getting into details I had a nasty falling out with my roommates and I ultimately moved out my own sanity at the beginning of February. Taylor being the ever-caring sweetie he is, was there for me every step of the way and I ended up moving in with him at his apartment until I could find a new living situation. It took a few days, but it was all worth it to finally live with him.
I finally moved all my shit in on Friday and I had the place to myself until 9 when Taylor gets back from his job. After finishing up some assignments I crashed on his living room couch where I proceeded to nap until he got back. I awoke to him coming through the door with a smile on his face taking off his jacket. I spring up running over giving him a tight hug before we share a few kisses. I let him take a shower as I watched some TV to pass the time. He finishes up and comes back out wearing nothing but his blue flannel pajama pants that got me instantly turned on. He snuggles up next to me kissing my neck as he engulfed me in his strong arms. He slips his big hands down around my hips as I turn to look into his mesmerizing eyes and share a kiss before I start to kiss his cheek. “I love you so fucking much.” He whispers to me.