Forbidden Fruit (Travis Kelce)

Making Changes

Travis

Having Arianna here in Kansas City has been amazing. Every day feels like a blessing, waking up next to her, sharing meals, and simply living together. I cherish these moments, but a part of me is worried. Once she's better, will she decide to go back to LA? I respect whatever decision she makes, but I desperately want Kansas City to become her home. Long distance was tough, and I don't want to go through that again.

My therapy sessions are going well. I've had two so far, and I can feel the progress. Today, I decided to do something special for Arianna. I planned to redo the downstairs den to make a home recording studio for her. I hoped this little touch would make Kansas feel more like home for her. To get her out of the house, I arranged a spa day for her and Brittany. Patrick thought it was a great idea and wanted to do something nice for Brittany too.

At practice, the guys are in high spirits.

"So, how's it going with Arianna?" Isiah asks, throwing a football back and forth.

"Everything's been really good," I reply, smiling.

A rookie chimes in, "Arianna Jade is every guy's dream girl. You're lucky, Travis."

I nod, feeling the truth of those words. "Yeah, I am."

The banter continues. Creed adds in. "Alright, man, you gotta spill. How's the sex life?"

I laugh, shaking my head. "You guys have no filter."

Patrick covers his ears dramatically. "I don't want to hear sex talk about my sister. Not listening!" He starts humming loudly to himself.

The rookie pipes up again, ignoring Patrick. "Yeah, come on, Travis. Give us something!"

I chuckle, raising my hands in mock surrender. "Alright, alright. Let's just say things are very... active. She's pretty adventurous, and we have a lot of fun.

"What do you mean adventurous?" Isiah says

"No comment." I say. The guys groan in disappointment, but Patrick gives me a grateful nod.

After practice, I hurry home, excited to see Arianna's reaction to the surprise. When I walk in, I find her in the living room.

"Hey, babe," I greet her, trying to keep my excitement in check.

"Hey! How was practice?" she asks, looking up with a smile.

"It was good," I reply, pulling her into a hug. "I've got something to show you."

I lead her downstairs to the den, where the transformation is complete. The walls are lined with soundproofing panels, and the latest recording equipment is set up, ready for her to use.

Her eyes widen in surprise and delight. "Travis, you did this for me?"

I nod, watching her reaction closely. "I wanted to make it feel more like home for you."

She throws her arms around me, hugging me tightly. "Thank you so much. This is incredible."

I feel a wave of relief. Seeing her so happy makes everything worth it. "I'm glad you like it. I just want you to feel at home here."

Arianna pulls back slightly, looking into my eyes. "You're making it feel like home more and more each day."

Then she grins mischievously. "Technically, since the room was redone, we haven't christened it yet."

My eyes light up with a playful glint. "I like the way you think, Ari."

We start making out, the intensity between us building quickly. Her hands begin to wander, and she starts rubbing me through my shorts. "I want to make you feel good," she whispers.

We move over to a chair, and I sit down, my heart pounding in anticipation. Arianna kneels in front of me, her eyes locked on mine as she slowly pulls my shorts down.

She takes me into her mouth, her movements slow and deliberate. The sensation is overwhelming, and I lean back, my hands gripping the arms of the chair. "God, Ari," I groan, my fingers tangling in her hair as she works her magic.

She looks up at me, her eyes sparkling with mischief and desire. She increases her pace, her hands and mouth working together in perfect harmony. The pleasure builds quickly, too quickly, but I can't stop it.

"Arianna," I gasp, feeling the climax building. "I'm gonna..."

She doesn't stop, if anything, she intensifies her efforts, pushing me over the edge. With a final, shuddering breath, I release, feeling the waves of pleasure crash over me. She takes it all, swallowing and then looking up at me with a satisfied smile.

I pull her up and kiss her deeply, still catching my breath. "That was... so hot."

She laughs, her eyes gleaming with delight. "Glad you think so."

We share a few more kisses, but then turn our attention back to the studio.

"Let's test out this mic," I suggest, turning on the equipment.

Arianna takes the mic, singing a few notes. Her voice fills the room, and I can't help but feel proud. "Sounds perfect," she says, grinning.

We play around with the equipment, trying different settings and having a blast.

After we finish, we sit back on the couch, admiring our work. "This is perfect," she says, leaning her head on my shoulder.

"I'm glad you think so," I reply, wrapping my arm around her. "You deserve it."

We sit there for a while, just enjoying each other's company.