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- 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐄 -

16:45 | Arrowhead Stadium

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The stadium buzzed with energy as Taylor Swift sat in the stands, her eyes fixed on the field below. She was here to support her boyfriend, Travis Kelce, as he played for the Kansas City Chiefs. But tonight, the game wasn't going as they had hoped.

As the final minutes ticked away, the scoreboard showed a disappointing score. The Chiefs were trailing, and it was clear they were going to lose. Taylor's heart sank for Travis and the team. She knew how much this game meant to him.

To make matters worse, a chill filled the air, causing Taylor to shiver despite the excitement of the game. She glanced around, searching for something to warm her up. Spotting an Eagles jumper nearby, she hesitated for a moment. The Eagles had just beaten the Chiefs, and wearing their colors felt like a betrayal. But the cold was too much to bear, so she shrugged it on, the soft fabric providing some much-needed warmth.

Just as the final whistle blew, signaling the Chiefs' defeat, Travis made his way up to the stands to find Taylor. His expression was a mix of disappointment and frustration. When he reached her, he took in her form clad in the Eagles jumper.

"What's this?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his voice as he gestured to the jumper.

Taylor flushed, feeling a bit self-conscious. "I got cold," she admitted sheepishly, "and this was the only thing available."

Travis chuckled, shaking his head. "Well, I guess we'll have to do something about that cold," he said, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Before Taylor could react, Travis took her hand and led her away from the crowded stands. They slipped through a side door, finding themselves in a dimly lit corridor. Travis glanced around quickly before opening a nearby closet door and pulling Taylor inside.

The closet was small and cramped, filled with cleaning supplies and spare uniforms. But none of that mattered as Travis pressed Taylor against the wall, his body flush against hers. The Eagles jumper was quickly forgotten as Travis's lips found hers in a hungry kiss.

Their tongues tangled together as Travis's hands roamed over Taylor's body, tracing every curve and dip. Taylor moaned into his mouth, her hands fumbling with the buttons of his shirt, desperate to feel his skin against hers.

With a growl of need, Travis lifted Taylor up, her legs wrapping around his waist as he carried her. Taylor gasped as she felt the hard length of him pressing against her, aching to be inside her.

Without breaking the kiss, Travis lowered Taylor onto a stack of boxes, the makeshift bed creaking beneath their weight. He quickly shed his clothes, the cool air of the closet contrasting with the heat of their passion.

Taylor watched with hungry eyes as Travis stood before her, completely naked and utterly irresistible. She reached out, her hands trailing down his chest and stomach, feeling the hard muscles beneath her fingertips.

With a primal growl, Travis knelt before her, spreading her legs wide. He buried his face between her thighs, his tongue finding her heat and sending sparks of pleasure shooting through her body.

Taylor moaned loudly, her hands tangling in Travis's hair as he ate her out with a hunger that matched her own. Her back arched off the boxes, her hips bucking against his face as she reached the edge of ecstasy.

But Travis wasn't done with her yet. With a fierce growl, he stood up, his throbbing length poised at her entrance. Without a word, he slammed into her, the force of his thrusts rocking the boxes beneath them.

Taylor cried out in pleasure, her nails digging into Travis's back as he pounded into her with a relentless rhythm. The closet was filled with the sound of their moans and the slap of skin against skin, the air thick with the scent of sex and desire.

They moved together in a primal dance of lust and need, their bodies aching for release. Taylor felt herself teetering on the edge, the coil of pleasure tightening in her belly.

And then, with a final thrust, Travis sent her hurtling over the edge, her body convulsing in ecstasy as she came hard around him. He followed soon after, his hips jerking as he emptied himself inside her.

They collapsed against each other, spent and breathless, the closet feeling like their own private world. Travis buried his face in Taylor's neck, his breath hot against her skin.

"I love you," he whispered, his voice hoarse with emotion.

Taylor smiled, her heart overflowing with love for this man who had just rocked her world in a closet after a disappointing game. "I love you too," she whispered back, pulling him close.

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