Forbidden Fruit (Travis Kelce)

Adjusting

Travis

It was the day after Arianna moved in, and the house was already buzzing with activity. She had ordered a bunch of things to make the place feel more like home, and today, all the boxes arrived. We spent the morning unpacking them together, and I was more than happy to see how excited she was to get everything set up.

As we tore through the boxes, Arianna decided to give me a mini fashion show in the living room, trying on the new clothes she had ordered. She slipped into a particularly sexy dress, twirling around and making me laugh.

"How do I look?" she asked, striking a playful pose.

"You look amazing," I said, feeling my pulse quicken at the sight of her. Unable to resist, I took a break from unpacking and walked over to her. She smiled as I leaned in to kiss her. "Travis," she giggled, "the boxes can wait."

I grinned, lifting up the dress and discovering she was naked underneath. "So can everything else."

She straddled me, her laughter turning into soft moans as I kissed her deeply. I pulled down my pants just enough to free myself, and she guided me inside her. The sensation was electrifying, and I couldn't help but tease her breasts, loving the way she responded to my touch.

"It's so good," she whispered, her voice breathless as she moved against me.

Our rhythm quickened, and we lost ourselves in the moment. Everything else faded away—until the front door opened. We were too caught up in each other to hear it, but the next thing we knew, Patrick's voice shattered our bubble.

"Oh my god!"

We looked up to see Patrick and Isiah standing there, their faces a mix of shock and amusement. Arianna and I scrambled to cover ourselves, our faces burning with embarrassment.

Patrick shook his head, trying to recover. "We wanted to surprise y'all and welcome Arianna to Kansas. We have the whole team coming over—they're outside for a day party."

I glanced at Arianna, who looked just as flustered as I felt. "Uh, give us a minute," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "Patrick, take everyone outside and stall. We'll be out soon."

Isiah smirked as he backed out of the room. "Y'all better be on your best behavior."

Arianna laughed, the sound easing some of the tension. "We'll try," she called after him.

Once they walked out, we hurried upstairs to change, still chuckling at the unexpected interruption. "Well, that was... unexpected," Arianna said, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

I pulled her close, kissing her forehead. "Definitely. But let's go welcome our guests properly."

We quickly dressed and made our way downstairs and out to the backyard, where the rest of the team was gathered. The backyard was alive with music, laughter, and the smell of barbecue. Arianna spotted Brittany and headed over to her, while I made a beeline for the bartender to grab a drink.

As I took a sip of my beer, Isiah came over, a wide grin on his face. "Now I understand why you're so whipped. I would be too."

I laughed, shaking my head. "Yeah, she has that effect."

He clapped me on the shoulder. "You're a lucky man, Travis."

I glanced over at Arianna, who was laughing and chatting with Brittany. "I know," I said, feeling a deep sense of gratitude and contentment.

The party continued with more laughter, good food, and drinks. At one point, I found myself watching Arianna from across the yard, and the urge to finish what we started earlier hit me hard. I walked over to her, taking her hand.