Pitch Perfect Harmony

In The Whirlpool

This chapter contains smut

The first morning together in Dublin, Travis was up pretty early. His jet lag destroyed any sort of rhythm so he decided to get up instead. Turning around constantly would only wake Taylor up and she definitely deserved sleep after three show days. He also couldn't help but notice that his body would've loved to wake her up with a kiss that should then be followed by some more intimacy. But he took a cold shower to get it out of his head for now and sat down on the balcony looking out into the park-like yard. They'd have enough time to do whatever later and it was nice to just relax in silence.

After a while, he put the heater for the whirlpool on and ordered breakfast. The knock on the door woke Taylor up then. Travis thanked the service and silently maneuvered the tray to the balcony. "Cuddle?", he suddenly heared Taylor and smiled. Of course, he walked over to the bed again and at least sat down on the edge next to her. Taylor sighed when his hand started combing through her hair. "Breakfast is here already", he noted. She blinked a few times before focusing on him.

"So the surprise wasn't a dream", she mumbled. "No", he chuckled. "You know, you don't need to come to me as soon as possible all the time", she said waking up more. "I wanted to. A very wise woman once told me that jet lag is a choice", he joked making her chuckle with red cheeks. "I started heating the whirlpool already, do you wanna come outside for breakfast? It's nice outside", he told her. "And then whirlpool afterward?", she asked sitting up slowly. "Exactly", he smiled, so Taylor went to the bathroom quickly and threw on a hoody from Travis before going outside.

They ate in silence just enjoying the calm feeling of waking up together. "How do you feel about some pool time now?", he asked after they had finished for a while. "I gotta see if I have a bikini or something", she said getting up already. He remembered that even if everyone who was allowed in this hotel right now were people from her team, they should not feel too safe. So he stripped of everything besides his boxers and waited for her. Taylor found some sportswear, so they went into the hot water. She was first and sighed in relaxation sitting down. "Whoa that's hot", Travis noted and slowly followed her. Taylor chuckled not finding it to be that hot. He sat down next to her eventually and put on the massaging bubble maker things.

When she leaned her head onto his shoulder, he couldn't not look at her sports bra and how it pushed up her boobs. He took a deep breath knowing that his body was reacting quickly to her at the moment. Taylor felt that he was a little tense but didn't pay much attention to it for now. When he started shifting around more, she sat up a little confused thinking that maybe her head on his shoulder wasn't comfortable. "You good?", she decided to ask. "Hm? Yeah, sure", he answered pulling her back to his side leaving her confused. His hand slowly found its way under her arm to the side of her bra and his thumb wandered up and down the fabric.

Now it clicked for her and she held back a giggle. Taylor put her hand down on his thigh innocently and his muscles immediately tensed underneath. "You want me, don't you?", she mumbled making him look at her. "We just wanted to relax", he noted not denying that he was horny for her. "Well, I could help you with that", she offered already looking for his shorts to get them down. He just moaned as soon as some movement happened around his lower body. "You wanted me yesterday already. Did you wait?", she wanted to know getting the fabric out of the way finally. Travis didn't really know what to say feeling almost a little shy about her being so forward. He would usually play this game with her. Her lips found his cheek and neck making him moan again.

The rest of this chapter is smut. Skip if you don't want to read that.

"Tell me you want me", she demanded whispering into his ear. "Fuck, Taylor", he mumbled when her hand grabbed him. His breath started hitching but she didn't give him what he wanted so badly. "Say it, baby. I wanna hear you beg for once", she said silently but with some attitude. "Fuck, you're so hot. I want you, Taylor. I want you so badly", he finally admitted in a low growling voice trying to suppress a moan. "So good, and so hard for me", she praised him while climbing onto his lap one leg left, one leg right. He gasped pulling her closer immediately. She squeaked a little at that but started straddling him. "We gotta be careful out here", she remembered in a warning tone. "You gotta punish me if I can't", he joked a little while already roaming her body making her sigh. His lips found the sensitive skin on the edge of her bra. Taylor moaned silently knowing that he was about to leave a mark. But she didn't care. She loved to notice his marks the next day in the mirror and get reminded of what they had done for it to get there.

She pulled his head back with a firm grip on his short hair so she could kiss him. This became a hot make-out session really quickly and they were both panting, sighing, and moaning while still trying to stay silent. "Fuck me, Taylor. I don't know what you wanna hear, please", he ended up begging so the tension would get released sooner. "Now you know how I feel when you tease me", she smiled. "Tay-urgh", he got cut off by her finally pulling her panties aside and taking him. "Shh, stay put", she stopped him from moving against her. "It's so hard, Taylor", he admitted, his face showing how much it took from him to follow along. "You're doing so good, almost there", she got out airily when there were just a few inches left for her to take. Her praise felt intoxicating. He wanted to submit to this, wanted to surrender himself to her for just a while.

"Fuck, I missed you", she mumbled when she felt the slight stretching pain from now fully sitting in his lap. "Did you touch yourself when I was gone?", he asked, his voice barely above a whisper, his eyes closed. She shook her head starting to find a rhythm with him now. "Did you?", she asked back. He hesitated which already was a hint that made her grin. "You can't go long without this, huh?", she said cupping his cheeks before kissing him roughly. "You're right, baby. I missed this a lot", he admitted. "Did you imagine me doing it for you? Were you looking up pictures?", she continued to ask not even sure why the plain idea of him looking up her images made her so tingly. "Tay", he moaned not sure what to say. "Were you?", she repeated now holding eye contact which always made him go crazy. He moaned, hands on her hips trying to force her into a faster rhythm. But she refused to follow waiting for him to answer. "Fuck, yes. Yes, I did", he felt himself forced to admit. She moaned louder, a little too loud maybe, but finally fastened her movements even though the water made it hard.

"You coming baby?", she asked when his hips bucked up more and more and his hands tried to pull her down more too. "Please, I can't...", he let her know. "Can't what?", she teased feeling his nails dig into her skin still trying to get more. "I can't wait much longer", he got out. She wiped some sweat from his face letting out soft moans with each time their bodies met. "I should join you, don't you think?", she mumbled letting her own hand slide down her body under the water to where her most sensitive part was screaming for attention. A relieved cry left her lips when she found the right pressure to get closer and closer to the edge. "Tay", he mumbled again barely able to speak because he was trying to hold himself back for her but couldn't stop watching what she was doing. "Just a little bit", she breathed out. But she couldn't hold herself back much longer and her body started trembling violently clenching around him. He let go with her forgetting about where they were completely now. "So good, yah", she mumbled between moans. Dragging out her climax, she let her head fall back until the waves of pleasure ebbed away slowly leaving her breathing heavily and collapsing into his chest.

"Holy shit, I missed you", he panted trying to catch his breath. When they both calmed down more, his hands started stroking up and down her back. "We weren't that quiet were we?", Taylor mumbled slowly rolling off of him to sit down next to him again. He shrugged. They couldn't do anything about it now anyway. "I guess that you have to go back home without me again is punishment enough for that", she winked making him chuckle. "It will be", he still agreed. "Let's get inside, watch trash TV, and cuddle for the rest of the day?", he suggested because it was definitely time to leave the pool. Taylor agreed, so they soon sat on the bed just as close as in the pool before. The TV played some show but Taylor soon started typing out some stuff on her phone and Travis fell asleep tired from the jet lag and their activities. She felt contempt like this. Even if he was asleep, she didn't feel alone at all. It was quality time with him no matter what. And that felt special.