Endgame ~ Taylor Swift x Travis Kelce

my eyes only

short n sweet little chapter 🎀

Travis

"Baby, I'm going!" Taylor called from another room, and I heard the click of her heels as she came to say goodbye.

Flipping down my laptop screen, I looked up, and my jaw fell to the floor. My wife stood in front of me, dressed in something I couldn't even call clothes. Her black skirt was so short and tight there was no way it covered her ass. And her top was nothing short of a bra. A black, lacy cropped top that revealed more of her breasts than it covered. To top it off she had a delicate, gold chain wrapped around her waist, hanging loosely on her hips.

"Um–" I fumbled to find words, I couldn't tell her not to wear that, could I? Was that breaking some sort of rule of feminism? Obviously, she can wear whatever she feels confident in, but I couldn't help the protective side in me that screamed for her to put more clothes on.

I blinked, trying to gather my thoughts. "Are you um... you're... going out in that?" I murmured.

Her red lips curved up into a mischievous smile, as she twirled around slowly. "Yeah, why? Don't you like it?"

"You look–... amazing," I said, my voice a little hoarse. "Um–..." I swallowed.

She stepped closer, her blue eyes sparkling with amusement as she placed a hand on my chest. My heart was hammering in my chest, and I couldn't help but stare at her. "You don't think it's too much?"

I swallowed hard, trying to stay calm. "Too much? Baby... I don't think it's enough... there's... barely any fabric." I muttered, placing a hand against her hip as she straddled me over the couch.

She moved in even closer, pressing herself against me, her breath warm on my ear. "What if I told you I'm just messing with you?"

I let out a relieved breath, but before I could say anything, she kissed me—hard. Her hands slid under my shirt, nails grazing my skin, and I couldn't hold back. I pulled her closer, my hands gripping her waist as the heat between us exploded.

"God, you drive me crazy," I muttered against her lips, quickly lifting her up and pushing her back against the wall. I knew she liked being fucked against a wall– so I was going to give it to her.

She smirked, her voice low and teasing. "Good. Because I want you to fuck me right now Travis Kelce."

I didn't need to be told twice. I grabbed her thighs, lifting her up against the wall as she wrapped her legs around me. The feel of her bare skin against mine was electric, and I kissed her like I couldn't get enough, my hands roaming up her back, pulling at the flimsy fabric of her top. I could feel her hips pressing against me, her breath hitching as I slid one hand under her skirt, my fingers brushing against the warmth between her thighs.

"Trav," she gasped, her nails digging into my shoulders as I slowly pushed into her, the desperation in her voice making me even more frantic.

I pressed her harder against the wall, our bodies moving together in a fast, desperate rhythm. Her moans filled the room, and I couldn't think about anything except how good she felt, how much I wanted to make her lose control. I kissed her neck, biting down lightly, and she let out a sharp gasp, her hands clutching at my hair.

"Travis, yes... don't stop," she breathed out, her voice strained with need.

I couldn't stop even if I wanted to. The tension was building between us, the heat rising, and I could feel her starting to tighten around me, her body trembling with the intensity. I kissed her hard, swallowing her moans as I drove into her, faster and harder, pushing us both over the edge.

Just as she was about to cry out, the front door swung open, and suddenly Brittany was standing there, wide-eyed and laughing. "Oh my God! You two are at it again?" she exclaimed, covering her mouth with one hand, but clearly not even a little surprised.

Taylor gasped, burying her face in my neck, but I could feel her starting to laugh too, despite the situation. I froze, still pressed against her, still inside her, and felt my face flush hot with embarrassment. "Britt, what the hell?" I managed to say, trying to catch my breath.

Brittany dropped her hand, grinning at us. "Seriously? I mean, you knew I was coming to pick you up Tay, you two just couldn't wait?" She giggled.

Taylor finally pulled back, her cheeks flushed and eyes sparkling with laughter. "Great timing, Britt," she said, her voice shaky from the adrenaline and laughter.

I set Taylor down carefully, making sure to cover her up as well as myself as much as possible. I breathed heavily, still trying to catch my breath as I tried to come up with something to say. "We were... just... uh..."

Brittany just shook her head, still laughing. "Save it. I saw everything."

Taylor giggled, running a hand through her hair as she adjusted her top, which was barely hanging on by a thread. "I was just teasing him. I'm not actually going out like this."

Brittany rolled her eyes playfully. "Yeah, well, you better get changed then, we gotta go!" She smiled.

Taylor and I exchanged a glance, both of us still grinning like idiots. "Alright, give me a minute," she said, a little breathless.

Brittany shook her head again, still laughing as she turned to leave. "You guys sure do have a lot of sex." Britt laughed, "I'll wait in the car. Try to be decent when you come out, okay?"

As soon as the door closed behind her, Taylor let out a loud laugh, burying her face in my chest. I couldn't help but laugh too, the tension from moments ago melting away. "We really do have sex a lot..." I said, grinning down at her.

She looked up at me, her eyes still shining with amusement. "Yeah, we really do."

I leaned down, kissing her softly, still feeling that heat between us. "And I wouldn't have it any other way."

"Me neither," she murmured, her arms still wrapped around my neck. "But I should probably get dressed for real this time, huh?"

"Yeah, and maybe we should try to avoid getting caught next time," I teased, still grinning as I watched her slip out of my arms and grab the actual outfit she planned to wear.

She changed quickly, slipping into a short, lilac coloured dress, and I couldn't help but admire her all over again. Even when she wasn't ninety percent naked, she took my breath away.

"Okay, I'm really heading out now," she said with a playful wink as she finished getting ready.

I pulled her in for one last kiss, still savoring the feel of her against me. "Have fun, but don't stay out too late," I said, giving her a teasing smile. "I'll be waiting."

She blew me a kiss before heading towards the door. "I love you." She smiled sweetly, "I'll be back soon to finish what we started."

I shook my head, staring in pure disbelief at my lady. My beautiful woman. I had no idea what I did to be so lucky to deserve her, but god, I'd never let her go.

"I love you too."

Her cheeks blushed a dark pink, and she slipped out the door and closed it behind her, leaving me grinning ear to ear.