Taylor x Travis: In Every Life

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Taylor's POV

"Here's your key." Security handed me the keycard for a hotel room. "Would you like anyone to go with you to the room?"

"No, that's okay." I shook my head with a smile. "I'm good with Travis. You guys take the afternoon off."

Security nodded, and I turned to find Travis. He came over, automatically slipping his hand into mine. We exchanged a few more words with security before heading off, taking the elevator up to the private floor. 

"Madam." Travis murmured playfully, taking the key and scanning the door open before holding it open for me.

"How chivalrous." I giggled, walking into the hotel room. "Oh wow." I huffed. "Look at the view."

Walking down the short hallway into the open room, I dumped my bag on the bed and went to look out the window. Paris was beautiful, the city spread far in wide in front of me. I smiled to myself, running a hand through my hair.

"You hungry baby?" Travis asked, and I turned around to see him setting his computer bag on the table.

"No I'm okay." I shook my head. "Thanks. You do your thing." He was recording an episode of the podcast with Jason, and I didn't want him to run out of time before we went to dinner. Travis nodded with a smile, starting to set up his computer.

Grabbing my phone, I kicked off my shoes and climbed onto the comfy double bed. Not wanting to make any noise that might be picked up by Travis' mic, I located my air pods and connected them to my phone. The warm afternoon sunlight streamed down onto my legs as I tucked them up to my chest, leaning against the headboard as I looked through my messages. 

While Travis started recording, I opened TikTok and scrolled through mindlessly, filling in time. I didn't really feel like doing anything, so I just curled up, watching videos. 

After a little while, I came across a video captioned 'flashing my boyfriend while he's in a meeting' and I stifled a giggle as I watched it. Glancing up at Travis, I bit down on a smirk, considering. Looking down at my phone, I watched the video again and then sat up.

Watching Travis out of the corner of my eye, I opened up my camera and started a video, placing my phone on the nightstand and angling it so hopefully it would only catch Travis. Taking my air pods out, I put them away. Then I shifted to kneel on the end of the bed, sitting back on my knees, facing my boyfriend who was sitting at the table. He was laughing at something Jason was saying, shaking his head. 

Reaching underneath my shirt at the back, I unclasped my bra. I took it off and pulled it out my sleeve, tossing it on top of my bag. Then I sat back, waiting for Travis to look over. It only took a few seconds, and his pale green gaze drifted over to me. Grinning playfully at him, I took my shirt and pulled it up, flashing him like a drunk college girl would.

"Jesus." Travis coughed as he laughed, covering his mouth as he flushed red. I giggled, dropping my shirt, pleased with the reaction I'd got. "Nothing." He shook his head at his computer, trying very hard to keep a straight face. "What were you saying?"

His gaze kept flickering over to me every few seconds, cheeks still pink. Wanting to take this even further, I got to my feet and took my shirt off, dropping it onto the ground. Travis glanced over, watching as I stripped out of my leggings, leaving me in just my underwear. He stared at me, completely distracted as I sank down onto my knees and slowly crawled across the carpet towards him. Travis' eyes were wide, fixed on me as I crawled underneath the table where he sat. 

Trying not to bump my head, I crawled between Travis' legs. He looked down at me and I winked, reaching out to pull down the zip of his pants. I could hear Jason talking to him through his air pods, sounding confused.

"Travis?" He was saying. "Your mic cut out or something?"

"I think we need to go off the record." Travis told him. "I have a kind of...situation."

"What kind of situation?" Jason asked, his voice tinny from where I could hear it. Travis chuckled as I lifted his shirt, pressing a kiss to his stomach. "Travis?" His brother asked, and a huff escaped my boyfriend as I slipped one hand into his boxers, stroking gently. 

Barely able to stifle my giggles, I slipped a hand up onto Travis' chest, pushing him to sit back in his seat. I heard Jason erupt into laughter, probably able to see my hand and guess what I was doing. 

"Off the record." I heard him say. "Hey Taylor."

"Hi Jason!" I giggled, shuffling up to peek at Travis' computer. Jason was barely able to stop laughing, and Travis shook his head at me as he took one of his air pods out and placed it in my ear.

"You want to borrow him?" Jason asked.

"Could I?" 

"Make sure you edit this out." Travis reminded his brother.

"Oh I will, I can so totally tell Taylor is not wearing any clothes right now." Jason cackled.

"We'll finish tomorrow." Travis said, quickly shutting down the call and turning off his computer. "Damn baby girl." He huffed, taking his air pods and putting them on the table. "Could you not wait until I was done to do that?"

"Where's the fun in flashing you if you're not busy?" I murmured, and he chuckled at me. 

Pulling me out from under the table, Travis picked me up and moved to dump me down onto the bed. I giggled as he peppered kisses all over my face and lips, his hands roaming over my chest. 

"You are going to be the damn death of me Taylor Swift." He sighed. "Flashing me when I'm trying to record."

"Hey you were fingering me when I was recording So High School." I pointed out with a little giggle. 

"You said that made the vocals better."

"It did." I whispered, and I felt him smile against my lips. "I'm just saying; I managed to get through the whole song, and you gave up on your podcast pretty damn quick."

Travis kissed me again, probably just to shut me up. I didn't complain, sliding my hands over his chest and stomach to push his pants down. Once his clothes were out of the way I dragged my hands back up his shirt, undoing all of the buttons and shoving it away. His kisses were bruising against my lips, hard and desperate as I shifted my hips, wrapping my legs around his waist. Then he was inside me with no warning.

"Fuck!" I moaned, writhing at the sudden intrusion as Travis pulled out and slammed into me again.

"Tay." He groaned against my lips, bracing both hands next to my head. "Fuck baby."

"See? So much more fun than recording." I mumbled, and he chuckled.