Sweet As Honey
Title: Sweet As Honey (Aka. The Fic In Which Miley Is A Bear And Taylor Takes Advantage Of Her)
Pairing: Miley/Taylor
Rating: NC-17 (Warning: Animal Loving)
Disclaimer: I own nothing, Miley and Taylor don’t belong to me, this never happened, bla bla bla. I hate disclaimers. They always break my heart. :(
Word Count: 4,060
Summary: One day, a beautiful girl with pretty blue eyes and hair that shone like gold came across a cottage in the middle of the forest. Thinking no one was home, the curious girl entered the house uninvited. Oh, but how wrong she was... Based on Robert Southey’s “The Story Of The Three Bears”.
Author's Note: Finally, I bring you Book III in my Fairy Tails series. Yes, I know, no one cares. Just humor me, okay? As you can guess, I’m about to ruin another one of your favorite childhood bedtime stories. And who better to play Goldilocks than the amazing Taylor Swift? I know most Maylor fics portray her as the cute innocent one in the relationship because she is, but Goldilocks wasn’t a very nice little girl, so I had to kinda make TayTay a bit… naughty? But just a bit! Hopefully I won’t go to hell for this.
The sun was shinning bright in the sky that morning, rising grand amidst fluffy white clouds, painting its background orange and letting its rays seep through closed curtains and invade the homes of a pleasant little community.
The small provincial village was almost overwhelmed by its surroundings, a dense evergreen forest that seemed to go on for miles and miles. Peace and quiet reigned over the empty streets at that time, as most of its habitants, save for the old baker, were still curled up under homemade quilts, sound asleep in their homes.
Suddenly, the sound of a slamming door cut through the silence like a knife, echoing through the vacant streets. Outside a modest little house at the edge of the village, where the forest nearly swallowed it up, a girl huffed and stomped her foot on the ground like a spoiled little brat.
She had clear blue catlike eyes and beautiful sun kissed golden hair, the soft blonde curls flowed down her shoulders gracefully, framing her exotic face and complementing her fair skin perfectly. The girl was dressed in a short yellow peasant dress with a tight lace-up bodice, a white pleaded shelf bust and white puffed sleeves. The full skirt ended mid-thigh and layers of her petticoat peeked from underneath it. She had on frilly white socks and shiny black shoes with a thin ankle strap. A pretty white bow headband adorned her head.
“Taylor Alison Swift!” yelled a voice from inside the little house. “You come back inside the house this instant!”
“I’m not a child anymore, mom!” the girl retorted as she started to walk away from the house.
“Then stop acting like one!” a kind looking, plump middle-aged woman said as she opened the door and stepped outside, wiping her hands on her worn out apron.
“Mom, I’m not going to let you set me up with a guy who has the same name as me!” Taylor said exasperated.
“Oh, I think it’s adorable,” her mother said cheerily. “Wait, where are you going?” she yelled when she saw her daughter leaving the property.
“I’m going for a stroll,” the blonde yelled back and continued making her way out of the village, ignoring her mother’s cries of how dangerous the forest was.
Taylor had been wandering around for hours and found herself in a part of the woods she had never been before.
Parents always told their children not to wander that far into the woods, as it could be incredibly dangerous. Very few villagers dared to venture the depths of the forest, and most of them were hunters, well equipped with daggers, bows and arrows, ready to take on any threat they might encounter. None were spoiled girls, stupidly wandering around just because they could.
The blonde stopped when she came across a charming little cottage. The girl was quite surprised to find a residence so far within the forest. The beige half-timbered house had a straw-thatched roof and simple wooden doors and windows. Colorful flowerpots were placed outside and cute flowery vines grew alongside the walls on the sides of the cottage. Taylor was very curious as to who lived there and so she decided to knock on the door.
After a couple of unsuccessful tries, the girl figured no one was home. Taylor was very tired and hungry from all the walking, and although she had been taught not to invade people’s properties and never to take what wasn’t hers, she convinced herself it would be okay to do so just this one time. She tried turning the doorknob, and as she found it to be unlocked, she entered the cottage.
The interior was just as charming as the outside. The furniture looked very simple and homemade, but certainly built by a somewhat dexterous carpenter. Taylor looked around and found the place to be very warm and cozy. As she stumbled by the kitchen, she was welcomed by a delicious smell of brown sugar and cinnamon.
On top of the red and white checkered tablecloth that covered the round table laid three delicious looking bowls of porridge. Taylor’s stomach grumbled at the sight and the blonde placed one of her hands on her tummy, as if trying to silence it.
Despite her latest actions, Taylor was a well mannered girl. However, she had stormed out of her house right before breakfast and her stomach’s complaints were getting louder and louder. Letting out a deep breath - a futile attempt to let the guilt out of her body - Taylor picked up one of the shining silver spoons and tasted the sweet porridge of the biggest one of the bowls.
Unfortunately for the blond girl, the porridge was too hot. Taylor scrunched her face as the scalding mash of sugary oats and milk burned her tongue. She placed the spoon down beside the bowl and took a big gulp of water from one of the three full glasses next to the bowls.
She was about to leave the kitchen when her eyes spotted a pot of honey next to the seasoning set on the table. Taylor licked her lips. She knew she shouldn’t, but the girl loved sweet things.
‘Surely they wouldn’t notice if I just taste a little bit of honey,’ she thought.
Taylor bent over the table and fully dipped two fingers in the honey pot, coating them with the sticky substance. She then carefully pulled them out and brought them to her mouth, making a trail of fresh honey on the checkered tablecloth. Taylor sucked her fingers happily, enjoying the sweet treat, as some of it dribbled down her hand and fell on her bosom, coating it and running down her cleavage.
Suddenly, a noise coming from the second floor startled her.
Taylor’s first instinct was to run out of the house, but her curiosity got the best of her. ‘Curiosity killed the cat.’ Her mother’s voice echoed inside her head. Taylor just ignored it and walked out of the small kitchen, making her way to the staircase.
As she walked up the stairs, she found herself inside a charismatic little bedroom with three beds of different sizes, just like everything else in the house. But to the girl’s surprise, no one else was in there.
Taylor furrowed her brows in confusion and supposed that maybe she had imagined the noise, but as she was making her way back to the stairs, she heard a quite whimper. ‘Okay, I didn’t imagine that one,’ she thought.
The blonde looked around, trying to find the source of the noise. First, she looked under the big sized bed with the royal blue quilt and found nothing. She then walked over to the middle sized bed with the red roses patterned quilt and looked under it. Nothing again.
‘That leaves…’ she thought as she walked over to the smallest bed, covered in a light pink quilt.
Surely enough, she heard another whimper as she approached it. Taylor smiled and kneeled down on the floor to look under it.
On the furthest corner was a frightened brunette girl, all curled up and shaking with fear, her big blue eyes glistening. She flinched when she saw Taylor.
“Hey, it’s okay. I’m not gonna hurt ya,” Taylor said in a sweet voice.
The girl still looked unconvinced and kept her body stiff, looking like a cornered wild animal under the bed.
“I promise you, now come out here,” the blonde said looking into her eyes, trying to make the girl see she was being sincere. “Please?”
The girl looked hesitant for a moment and then asked in a tiny voice, “You promise?”
“Promise!” Taylor said with a cheerful smile and held out her hand to the other girl.
The brunette carefully crawled out from under the bed and took Taylor’s hand. Taylor got up and pulled the girl with her.
The girl had long wavy hair and her eyes were a brilliant blue, even bluer than Taylor’s. She wore a pale pink empire waist dress with short puffed sleeves, a beige stripe with a bow attached going around just bellow the bust, and a wide beige patch of fabric on the puffy skirt, which barely covered the girl’s hips. Taylor imagined the shorter girl to be around her age, if only two or three years younger. She looked like a perfect little doll. Except for one little detail.
“Are you a…” Taylor trailed off, staring at the round, fuzzy brown ears on the top of the girl’s head, coming out from underneath the silky chestnut colored hair.
“A bear!” The girl said with a toothy smile and turned around, lifting her dress a bit and wagging the fluffy tail sticking out of her ruffled white panties.
Taylor’s mouth went dry at the sight and she gulped audibly.
“Wanna touch it?” the bear girl asked playfully.
And before Taylor could stop herself, she was already nodding dreamily and reaching for the little appendage. She had to suppress a moan when her fingertips touched the brown fur of the girl’s tail. ‘So soft,’ she thought.
“It feels really good,” the brunette said amidst giggles and wiggled it a little. Taylor almost died right there.
The blonde quickly pulled her hand back, as if it had been burned, when she realized what she was doing. Her cheeks were now a flushed pink and her heart was beating incredibly fast inside her chest. Taylor clumsily tried to back away from the younger girl, but as she stepped back, her legs hit the corner of the bed, making her fall on top of it on a sitting position. Taylor blushed even harder.
“I-I’m Taylor,” she stuttered as she started to play with the loose threads of the pink quilt on the girl’s bed.
The younger girl pulled down her dress again and quickly made her way to the bed, flopping down beside Taylor. “I’m Miley,” she said happily. “So, what are you doing in our house?”
“Oh, right. That,” Taylor said, giggling nervously and trying to concentrate on a proper answer instead of how the girl’s fuzzy brown ear twitched under her gaze. “Sorry, I was… I was wandering around in the woods and got lost. And then I saw your house and-” The rest of Taylor’s explanation died in her throat as Miley lied down on her lap, nuzzling her belly.
Miley stopped her nuzzling to look up and find Taylor with her mouth agape and a shocked expression on her face. The brunette tilted her head to the side and looked confusedly at the older girl. “Wut?”
“Y-You… You just…” Taylor tried to speak, and when her voice failed her again, she settled on just point to her lap.
“Oh! You looked comfy,” Miley explained innocently.
Taylor blushed again and nodded, as if the girl’s explanation was completely reasonable. She was looking directly into Miley’s eyes and Taylor decided she could get lost in those beautiful pools of ocean blue.
As if under a haze, the blonde moved her hand to tenderly play with Miley’s brown locks, smiling when the younger girl purred happily and fluttered her eyes closed. They stayed like that for a while.
Taylor loved the feel of Miley’s silky hair running through her fingers. The bear girl looked so relaxed and content on her lap that Taylor couldn’t resist. She slowly moved her hand to cup the brunette’s cheek and lovingly caressed it. Miley’s eyes opened at the contact and Taylor immediately thought she had done something wrong. But as she was about to retrieve her hand, Miley smiled happily. Taylor could see the bliss in her eyes.
Miley pressed her cheek against Taylor’s palm, melting into the blonde’s gentle touch. Taylor couldn’t understand why, but she felt a deep connection to the girl she had just met moments ago. She wanted to take care of Miley, protect her, love her.
Taylor looked curiously at the brunette when the girl stopped her caress by taking Taylor’s hand in hers. Miley brought it close to her nose and sniffed it, like a little cub discovering something new and fascinating, her eyes fluttering closed once again. The brunette then let her soft pink tongue peek out and licked the tip of Taylor’s index finger. She smiled at the taste and started to lap at it eagerly.
“M-Miley?” Taylor whispered, trying hard to keep her breathing under control.
“Mmm… Honey,” the younger girl hummed as she took the blonde’s finger inside her mouth and suckled on it.
Taylor couldn’t contain a throaty moan when she felt Miley’s wet tongue circle her finger. It felt so good.
Taylor’s mind was foggy by the time Miley finally stopped her sucking. But before she could even think about trying to catch her breath, the bear girl sat up and pushed Taylor down on her small bed. The older girl wondered how Miley managed to look absolutely predatory and yet so innocent at the same time.
Miley crawled on top of the flustered blonde, straddling her hips and sitting down on top of her. The brunette licked her lips and bent over to take a delicate lap on Taylor’s rosy lips. Taylor moaned at the sensation and Miley wasted no time in taking those lips between her own in a hungry kiss, pushing her tongue inside Taylor’s mouth to taste the older girl.
Taylor moaned inside Miley when the younger girl’s warm tongue touched her own, playing with it and inviting it into her hungry mouth. Taylor complied eagerly and let out another guttural sound as Miley purred and wrapped her lips around it, sucking the tip of her tongue as if it was covered in honey.
After what seemed like forever, Miley finally parted their now swollen lips. Both girls were out of breath, their chests rising and falling at a rapid pace.
The shorter girl moved down Taylor’s body a little and stopped when she was facing Taylor’s cotton covered bosom, her legs were now straddling the blonde’s thighs. And before Taylor could protest, Miley was already licking down her cleavage, cleaning the honey that had dripped there.
Taylor whimpered and groaned as Miley pulled down the white fabric and lapped at the supple flesh of her breasts.
“You taste sweet,” the younger girl murmured, her breath hot on Taylor’s sensitive skin.
The blonde involuntarily moved one of her legs up after another one of Miley’s tantalizing laps and all of her rational thoughts vanished as Miley stopped her licking and lifted her head to let out a long moan.
She opened her eyes to find the brunette panting above her bosom, eyes clouded with desire. Taylor had never seen anything so beautiful in her life.
“That… felt good,” Miley let out, her breath coming out in shallow puffs.
The feel of Miley’s warm center against her bare thigh was driving Taylor crazy. She knew it was wrong to take advantage of an innocent girl like that, but her mind was going on overdrive and her desire was quickly overthrowing the moral side of her brain.
One more look at Miley’s flushed cheeks, hooded eyes and parted lips, and Taylor was a goner.
Throwing all propriety to the wind, Taylor sat up and moved until her back was leaning against the cushiony pillows on the bed’s headboard. Miley was still kneeling down in the middle of the bed, giving her a confused look.
“Come here, baby,” Taylor commanded with a soft smile, holding her hand out to the girl.
Miley compliantly crawled over to the blonde and took her hand. Taylor instructed the bear girl to sit down on her lap, but now straddling only her left thigh. Miley obeyed and whimpered softly at the contact. The blonde then cupped Miley’s cheeks and pulled her in for a gentle kiss. She kept it sweet and slow, taking time to lightly suckle on Miley’s bottom lip.
Taylor let go of her cheeks after a while and moved her hands around the girl’s back to cup her buttocks, kneading them gently. She could feel the vibrations of Miley’s moans on her lips.
The older girl kept her hands firm on Miley’s nether cheeks and pressed towards her, causing Miley to slide a bit up her thigh, her cotton covered center grinding against Taylor. Miley let go of the blonde’s lips and moaned loudly at the sensation.
“Did that feel good, Miley?” Taylor whispered huskily against her mouth.
The bear girl had her eyes closed and mouth slightly open, but wasn’t able to form any words so she just nodded.
“Good,” Taylor said as she held on to Miley’s hips and started to move her back and forth.
Miley mewled and whimpered as Taylor tried to keep a steady rhythm. The blonde smiled when Miley started to move her own hips in synchrony with her hands.
“That’s nice, baby,” Taylor cooed tenderly. “Just keep moving like that. It feels so good, doesn’t it?”
“Y-yeah…” Miley managed between whimpers.
The brunette’s small hands were now clutching tightly on the fabric that covered Taylor’s bosom, wrinkling the taller girl’s dress as she clung to her as if her life depended on it. Her head was nestled on the crook of older girl’s neck and Taylor could feel the small puffs of air hit her warm skin with every pant.
The blonde moved her hands back to Miley’s buttocks and kept coaxing her to grind against her. Taylor could feel Miley’s wetness seeping through the flimsy undergarment and spreading all over her thigh. As she looked down and saw the little tail wagging frantically, she moved one hand up and cupped it, teasingly playing with it as Miley moaned against her neck.
“T-Taylor,” Miley mewled. “I don’t… I don’t know what is… I’m feeling-”
“It’s okay, baby,” Taylor whispered inside the fuzzy ear. “I’m here, I got you.”
“But I don’t-” The brunette whimpered.
“Shh…” Taylor cooed as she flicked the little tail. “I’m here, baby. Just let go. Let go for me, Miley.”
Not long after that, Miley’s body stiffened and she let out a long moan that Taylor was sure could be heard throughout the whole forest. Miley’s body fell limp against Taylor and the blonde wrapped her arms around the younger girl, pulling her closer to her.
“You are so beautiful,” she whispered as she kissed the brunette’s head.
Miley was panting heavily, in total awe of what she had just experienced. She looked up at Taylor with gleaming blue eyes.
“Did you like that, baby?” Taylor asked tenderly as she moved a stray piece of hair away from Miley’s face.
Miley nodded and wet her lips. “I’ve never…” she trailed off, not sure what to call what they just did.
Taylor nodded in understanding. Miley snuggled against the older girl and started to flutter her eyes closed. The blonde noticed she was about to fall asleep and moved them to a more comfortable position on the bed. That’s when her thigh brushed against Miley’s damp center again.
“We need to change those undies,” she said, giggling quietly.
Miley bit her lower lip and nodded, looking absolutely adorable.
Taylor got up from the bed and walked over to a small pink and white dresser with heart shaped handles, imagining it to be Miley’s. After opening a couple of drawers, she found one full of neatly folded pastel-colored frilly undergarments. She picked a cute pink one with layers of ruffles and a ribbon on the front.
Taylor closed the drawer and made her way back to the bed, climbing on it and kneeling down next to the bear girl. She smiled tenderly at the brunette and started to pull down Miley’s soaked panties.
The blonde gasped as Miley’s glistening pink center was exposed to her. She gulped loudly and, with shaking hands, tossed the dripping wet underwear aside - but not before taking a lengthy look at the small puddle of Miley’s liquids covering it and licking her lips. She then proceeded to dress Miley in the clean pink ones, a task that was proving to be very difficult, given the fact she didn’t want to shield Miley’s private parts from her hungry eyes at all.
After properly dressing her and making sure Miley’s tail was comfortably peeking out of the hole in the back of the underwear, Taylor pecked Miley on the lips and smiled. “There.”
Taylor was about to lay down beside the girl when she heard the front door open. The blonde girl felt the color leave her face.
“Papa and Mama are back,” Miley said sitting up.
“Fudge! I have to go!” Taylor said, frantically jumping off the bed and looking around, trying to think of a way to escape without being caught by the girl’s parents.
“You’re leaving me?” Miley pouted and Taylor felt her heart break inside her chest when she saw the sadness in her eyes.
Taylor moved one hand to cup the girl’s cheek. “I’m so sorry, but I have to go, baby,” she tried to explain when she heard a shout from downstairs.
“Who the heck has been tasting my porridge?!” yelled a strong, masculine voice.
Taylor winced in fear and was about to lose all hope when she spotted the open window. The blonde’s face lit up and she let out a breath of relief. Sure, she could break her neck on the fall, but she imagined it would be a much more merciful death than the one she’d receive if Miley’s big, scary bear parents caught her. Taylor said a silent prayer in her head as she looked down and saw the vines reaching up to the window.
“Will you be back?” said a teary voice behind her.
Taylor immediately turned around and kissed Miley passionately. “Of course I will, Miley.”
“Promise?”
“Promise,” she said as she pressed a quick kiss to the girl’s lips and started to climb out the window and down the flowery vines.
Just as she was almost reaching the ground, she heard Miley’s parents speak to her as they entered the bedroom. Taylor couldn’t believe her luck. The blonde let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding when her feet touched the soft grass.
Taylor stood outside the three bears’ house for a little while after that, just a couple feet away from the window, not knowing exactly what she was waiting for, but she just couldn’t make herself leave. Something was telling her to stay.
Her unspoken question was answered when Miley appeared on the window and her face lit up with happiness when she saw Taylor. The blonde smiled lovingly at her and used both hands to form the shape of a heart in front of her, hoping Miley would get her message.
Taylor’s heart was filled with joy when the bear girl smiled brightly and returned the gesture.