Tayvis OneShots

Locker Room Shenanigans

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TAYLOR'S POV

"Trav!" I shout running towards him. He just won the superbowl. I've never been more proud of him. I throw my arms around his neck and we both laugh in the embrace. I kiss him deeply and we walk to the back for some privacy. Travis changes and all of the other players leave. I walk into the room and see Travis sitting on the bench staring down. "Hey!" I say. Travis jumps up. He wraps his arms around my waist. I cover him in passionate kisses and he smiles. I feel myself dripping and I smile.

"I love you darling, but I don't want to get caught," Travis says. I smirk and shrug. "Okayy, fine." Travis says giving in. I slowly take off his shirt as he pulls mine off. He pushes me lightly down onto the bench as he undos the buttons on my pants. I slip off the sweatpants he was wearing and I softly moan. "Keep quiet Ali, I don't want coach to find us." Travis says. I smile. It's my favorite nickname ever, Ali, since my middle name is Allison. I nod gently, still smiling. Travis starts to lightly suck on my neck. He lightly brushes my clit and I moan. "Shhh." He whispers. "You're so wet baby."

"All for you," I say gasping. He brushes his fingers against my clit, rubbing my sensitive spot. "Trav, I'm going to cum." I say as I moan again. I cum all over his hands as my body convulses. I'm trembling under him and we ride our orgasms out together. He slowly pulls his fingers out and smiles.

"God Tay, you are so beautiful," He says breathy. He pushes his long hard d*ck into me and I moan again, this time even louder. "Shhh sweetie." He rubs my arm gently while pushing into me. "I'm gonna cum Ali." He says, his voice low.

"Cum all over me, put a baby in me Kelce," I say. Travis smiles as he releases a stream of hot cum fills my insides. I moan. A second later my cum covers his d*ck. All of a sudden the door opens and we both turn to see Patrick Mahomes standing in the door jaw dropped. I groan and lean into Travis' shoulder, my cheeks flushing.

"Oh-um, I'm so sorry, I'll um-, Trav bring home my water bottle when you two are done, I am so sorry," Patrick says flying out of the room. Travis and I both look up at each other and start to laugh. He kisses my forehead lightly. I slowly sit up and kiss Travis one more time. He helps me put my bra back on and I throw on the clothes. I stumble over to the mirror, high on happiness and sex, and quickly fix my hair. I walk back over to Travis and he wraps his arms low around my waist. I giggle and kiss him. We grab his back, and Patrick's water bottle and leave.