Taylor x Travis: In Every Life

brats gets spanked (the pt 2 saga)

part 2 of 'such a brat'

Taylor's POV

I hummed happily to myself as I finished cleaning up the kitchen, wriggling my hips to the music blaring from my little speaker in the corner. Benji meowed at me from his empty food bowl and I rolled my eyes at him. I'd already fed him, but I ducked down and took out the bag of cat food anyway.

"You know you have me wrapped around your paw huh baby boy." I crooned as I tipped food into his bowl. "God you'd think I never fed you!" I laughed as he dug in enthusiastically, shaking my head as I stuffed the bag back into the cupboard.

Grabbing my phone, I sighed when I saw that Travis still hadn't replied to my last text. He was probably busy, but I really missed him. He'd been away almost a week and still wasn't coming to see me until tomorrow night. I tried not to be an annoying girlfriend about it, but I really suffered when I couldn't see him in person. Long distance and long trips apart were not my thing. Sighing, I put my phone back down and ran a hand through my hair. 

After a moment, I picked my phone back up and left the room, flicking off the lights as I made my way to my bedroom. Shutting the door, I threw my phone onto the bed and stripped out of my clothes, tossing them in my laundry basket as I walked into the ensuite bathroom. I had a quick shower and washed my hair, blow drying it until it was all fluffy.

Pulling on one of Travis' shirts like I always did when I slept alone, I inhaled the faint scent of him that clung to the fabric and turned the light off before climbing into bed. I checked my phone again; nothing.

Sitting half up against my pillows, I scrolled through TikTok for a few minutes on my fake account. I'd made it a while ago under the name Alison, just putting a picture of a sunset as my profile picture so that I could just be another normal person on TikTok. I could like and comment and follow without attracting attention, which I liked. 

After a while, I came across an edit of Travis and giggled, pausing to watch. I found it hilarious that people made thirst traps of him, and I'd never admit it to anyone, but I had a few saved. Because honestly, Travis was hot, and he was even hotter when put into a thirst trap. I was only a girl in love after all.

I bit my lip as I watched the edit again, my gaze lingering on the clips the editor had used. God, I missed him so much.

Unable to stand it, I tapped over to the folder of saved edits I had of him. Travis and I had made a deal that we didn't touch ourselves when we were apart, but I was wound so tightly I couldn't bear to wait one more day. He never had to know. 

Parting my thighs slightly, I slipped a hand between them, gently easing two fingers inside me. I was already wet, turned on by the edit of Travis and the fact that I hadn't had any type of sex in almost a week. I let out a little moan as my gaze lingered on my phone, watching one of the edits I'd saved. My heart pounded as I worked my fingers slowly against my clit, a breath huffing from my lungs. God, my hand had always been fine, but ever since I'd been with Travis it wasn't the same. He got me off so much better than I did it myself, and I couldn't do it the way he did.

I scrolled to another edit as I worked my fingers fasted, my back arching slightly off the bed. Fuck, it wouldn't take much. I was so close already, needing some form of release.

So wrapped up in the moment, I didn't hear the front door open, didn't hear it close, didn't hear the footsteps until the bedroom door opened. I jumped as Travis paused in the doorway, a bag over his shoulder, his eyes landing on me. Blushing a dark red, I slammed my phone down and lowered the volume, yanking my hand out from between my legs as I sat up.

"You're back early." I stammered as Travis put his bag down on top of the drawers and closed the bedroom door.

"We got everything done quicker than we thought so I took an earlier flight." Travis told me. "What are you doing?"