Tayvis Smut Oneshots

1.0 Green Bay Blues

Losing a game was always hard for Travis. There was always something to be done better, something to improve on for next time. But this one was particularly rough. The team was on track to win the game, but the offsides call had derailed the whole thing. Travis wasn't mad at Kadarius, but the loss hurt that much more knowing they had been so close. That wasn't the only thing though. Travis was embarrassed to have lost in front of Taylor. He knew she wouldn't care, as long as he was still the same person when he came home, but he wanted to maintain this image of pro football excellence to her and her fans for as long as possible.

And again, he knew that Taylor wouldn't be disappointed in him. She knew that he had played his hardest, and both of them knew that the losses came with his career. He was just upset because he had worked so hard and it hadn't quite worked out this week. As he made his way up to the suite, he was preparing himself for all the pity that awaited him. This was always his least favorite part. But to his surprise, when he walked in, it was just Taylor. Everybody else had cleared out, which he was rather glad for.

"Hey baby," she said, walking towards him with a small smile on her face.

"Hi, my love," he sighed, trying not to seem too upset at the world. "Where is everybody?"

"I asked them to leave so it could be just us. Figured you'd prefer less of a crowd."

"Come here," Travis said, holding his arms out to embrace her. She walked to him and he wrapped his arms around her waist, while she soothingly rubbed circles across his back. "I love you so much," he murmured into her hair. "I'm sorry I couldn't win for you today." He started getting choked up, and Taylor could hear it in his voice. She pulled back to look at him, and she could see his eyes fill with tears.

"You know I don't care about any of that, right? You played amazing, it's not your fault the rest of it didn't come together. I still love you, and I'm so proud of you." He pulled her back into the hug, gripping her tighter. When he finally let go, he looked her in her eyes.

"I know you don't care whether I win or lose, but I don't want to disappoint anyone. I feel like if I lose I'm not living up to the expectations I created for myself."

"I'm never gonna be disappointed in you for losing a game. If anybody else is, then I'd like to see them get out on the field and try to do what you do for even a single second."

It was then that he knew: he was going to marry this woman. This beautiful, elegant woman who had so perfectly and succinctly shut down all of his fears and doubts. He had never felt connected to a partner like this before and the feeling was almost like he was soaring above the clouds. He pulled her in for a kiss, deep and passionate.

"Let's get out of here. I'm ready to head back to the hotel."

The two of them walked out of the suite and to the waiting car, holding on to each other the entire way there. In the back of the car, Taylor rested her head against Travis's shoulder while tracing patterns across his arm. The action soothed him greatly and his eyes fluttered shut in relaxation. Before either of them knew it, they had arrived at the hotel.

They quietly walked up to the room, and when the door was shut, Travis grabbed Taylor and pulled her into a deep kiss. His hands began wandering, slowly drifting to her ass and squeezing lightly. She let out a small moan into his mouth and he tossed his head back and groaned.

He leaned into her neck and left several light kisses across the pale skin. "Thank you for being there for me today. Thank you for supporting me no matter what." He went back to kissing her neck and sucking lightly, to the point that all her brain could register was pleasure. Her hands flew to his head to hold him there, and her fingers moved across the closely shaved hair that adorned the top of his head. The two stumbled over to the bed, and Travis slowly lays down, pulling Taylor with him.

"Travis, can I take care of you?" Taylor asked. She sat up to straddle him and began rubbing her hands up and down his chest. She knew he was taking the loss hard, and she just wanted to make him feel better.

"Please," he whimpered out. He needed her so badly right now, it seemed like nothing else could form a coherent thought in his head. She moved her hands to the buttons of his shirt and slowly undid each one. When the shirt fell open, she pushed it off of his shoulders and ran her fingers through the hair that spanned across his chest. She had always loved the chest hair. Something about it felt so incredibly sexy. She stopped and leaned down to leave kisses across his chest. She moved up to his lips and left a light kiss there, before he pulled her back into a much deeper kiss. Her hips began to grind against his growing erection and the moan he let out came from deep within.

"Taylor, baby, please I need you, don't tease me. I can't take it." He felt so close already from the minimal touch she had given him. Somehow, he couldn't find it in himself to be embarrassed from how close he already was. The effect Taylor had on him was immense, and he never got used to it. She was just such a perfect woman. Taylor sat up straight and moved down his body. She had thrown off her coat near the door, and as she sat up, she carefully lifted her dress over her head, leaving her in just her bra. It wasn't anything fancy, just a plain bra, but Travis still thought she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Travis's eyes darkened as he quickly realized she wasn't wearing panties. Nothing turned him on more than knowing she had been secretly exposed underneath her dress the entire game. He reached up towards her chest, grazing his fingers over her clothed nipples. She tossed her head back as she moaned, and when he reached around to unclasp her bra, she let him. The bra was quickly discarded in a corner somewhere, and she couldn't care less. With his hands on her, it felt like all her problems dissolved away.

Taylor gently pushed Travis's hands away and moved down to his pants. She unbuttoned them, and with a little help from Travis himself, managed to get them and his boxers down over his hips. His dick sprang out in front of her, and she slowly leaned forward, licking from base to tip. Travis groaned, but gently pushed her head away.

"God, that feels amazing, but I won't last long tonight baby. I want to be inside of you." Taylor grinned in response, shifting so her hips were once again over his stiff cock. She reached down and adjusted him before sinking down. The gasp she let out as she slowly took him inside of her was like music to Travis's ears. He was bigger than any man she had been with before, and she was given a quick reminder of that every time she and Travis were in bed together. She leaned forward so she was practically lying on top of his chest. The position was so intimate, but on top of that, the angle had him hitting spots inside of her that were making her see stars. She buried her head into his neck, whimpering and moaning as he slowly worked her closer to the edge. Tonight was soft and intimate, a departure from their usual roughness. The connection Taylor felt to Travis in this moment was so incredibly strong, she almost couldn't take it.

Before she knew it, Taylor was right at the edge. She could tell from how Travis's movements became ever so slightly more frantic that he was too. She whimpered into his ear, "Trav, my love, I'm so close, I'm almost there, I-" He moved his arms so they wrapped around her, pulling her into him as she tumbled over the edge. The action made her orgasm that much stronger, feeling so connected and in love that she couldn't handle it. She felt his hips began to move more wildly as he got closer and closer too.

"Trav, cum for me baby. Cum inside of me," she begged. He held her even closer as he thrust one final time and his orgasm washed over him. Both of them groaned loudly in mutual pleasure. He rolled the two of them over onto their sides and slowly slipped out of her.

"Thank you for being there for me today. Thank you for always taking care of me, baby," he whispered in her ear. The two slowly drifted off into a calm sleep, each relaxed by the presence of the other.