Tayvis Smut Oneshots

4.0 I Touch My Phone As If It's Your Face

Taylor's POV

A year ago, if you had told me that I'd be in the middle of a world tour, missing my 6'5" NFL player boyfriend, I would've laughed right in your face. But here I was, laying in a hotel bed in Argentina. Travis had left after last night's show, and I missed him so badly it almost hurt. I had performed my third show of the weekend with a smile on my face, but Travis was in the back of my mind the whole time. It was to the point that I almost regretted having him there the night before, because I had gotten a reminder of what it was like to feel his touch on my skin, to be tangled together with him in bed, to fall asleep in his arms.

Travis had told me to call him after I'd gotten settled in and promised he'd be waiting. So I picked up my phone and tapped on the contact that had quickly taken up a permanent residence in my recent calls. It only rang twice before I heard Travis pick up, and my mood instantly boosted as I heard his voice through the speakers.

"Hey, baby. How was the show?" If I closed my eyes, it was almost like he was right there next to me.

"Good," I murmured. "Just wish you could be here to watch it." It had been so much fun having him in the VIP tent in plain sight, and I had been overjoyed to perform what was basically a private concert just for him (in my mind, anyways). End Game had been for him and only him, and I made sure he knew it too.

"I know Tay, I would've killed to have been there. I'm missing you so much right now, it's not even funny."

"I almost wish you hadn't come, it was too much of a reminder of what I'm missing out on now that you're gone." Travis let out a big laugh at that. But at the same time, I could feel a shift in the energy of the call.

"And what would that be, baby?" His voice had dropped into that low, seductive tone, the one that could make me do just about anything if he asked nice enough. I threw my head back and whimpered at the way that his voice sounded. God, I'd do anything to have him here right now and speaking to me like that.

"You know what I mean, Travis."

"Mm, no baby, I don't think I do. What is it about me that you're missing so badly right now?"

I set my phone down and switched it to speaker. I gently traced my fingers across my stomach and up to my chest as I struggled to force out the words that Travis wanted to hear.

"I- I miss how you kiss me after a show..." I let out a breathy sigh as I tried to keep going. "I miss feeling your arms around me and being able to reach out and touch you." I finally reached my nipples and ghosted my fingers over them, tossing my head back and groaning. "And- and I miss the way you fuck me!" I finally managed to gasp out. I heard him groan on the other end of the phone, as well as some shuffling noises that were almost definitely him discarding his clothes.

"Taylor, if I were there right now, I'd fuck you so hard you'd have to be carried to the plane in the morning. I would take care of you just the way that I know you'd want me to, rough and deep. Fuck, even just imagining it has me close Tay." I heard his breathing speed up, as well as slick noises I assumed were him stroking what was certainly a rock-hard erection. I needed him so badly, but until I could fly back to Kansas City, this would have to do. One of my hands migrated from my nipples down to my legs, and I traced delicate circles over my upper thighs.

I let out a desperate whimper as I finally gave into what I needed and brushed my fingers across my clit. Travis had clearly enjoyed the noise, as I heard him groan deeply. I'd never felt so on the edge just from talking on the phone before, but Travis made me feel things I'd never felt before. The desperate need I had to reach my climax shadowed any embarrassment I might have felt about the concept of phone sex, and all I could think of was how needy I was, how much I craved Travis.

I reached the edge quickly, which didn't surprise me in the slightest. This whole thing had me seriously worked up. I whined and groaned, unable to stop the noises that were coming out of me in a constant stream.

"Trav, I'm so close, I'm gonna cum!" I forced the words out, unable to hold them back any longer.

"I'm right there with you baby, I'm so close. Cum for me my love." My back arched off of the bed as soon as I heard his words, and I came explosively around my own fingers. On the other side of the phone, I heard Travis groan loudly as his own orgasm overcame him.

"Fuck, that was so hot," I mumbled as I relaxed into my pillows. Travis chuckled, and the sound of it made me smile.

"I love you so much baby. I'll see you soon, I promise," Travis said, and I sighed as I laid down and got cozy in bed.

"I love you too Travis, to the moon and to Saturn," I replied. Soon after, I drifted off into a deep sleep, comforted by the fact that we would soon be reunited.

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