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Taylor sat comfortably on the couch, curled up next to Travis with her legs tucked underneath her, her oversized pajama shirt hanging loosely off one shoulder. They were casually scrolling through her phone, watching TikToks and laughing at the ridiculousness on screen. The cozy warmth of the evening made everything feel just right, the kind of quiet that came from being completely at ease with each other.
Travis had his arm draped over the back of the couch, his fingers brushing Taylor's shoulder absentmindedly. She was focused on her phone, laughing at a video of a dog attempting to dance, completely unaware of the way his gaze drifted down to the exposed skin where her shirt had slipped.
"You see that dog? It dances better than you," she teased, her eyes flicking up to catch his smirk.
"Better than me? You clearly haven't seen my best moves," Travis shot back, his tone playful, as he nudged her with his shoulder. He leaned a little closer, letting his arm fall from the back of the couch to rest more firmly around her.
As they continued scrolling, Travis's hand slipped from her shoulder down to the strap of her pajama shirt. Without thinking, his fingers drifted beneath the loose fabric, tracing the soft skin near her collarbone. Taylor, still focused on her phone, didn't react at first, too caught up in the next video. But as his hand wandered lower, his fingertips accidentally brushed against the curve of her breast, barely hidden by the oversized shirt.
Travis paused for a moment, realizing where his hand had wandered. But instead of pulling back, he let his fingers slowly squeeze, almost experimentally. Taylor was still laughing at the phone, completely oblivious to what was happening. She shifted slightly, getting more comfortable against him as his hand continued to cup and softly squeeze her breast.
He gave another soft, teasing squeeze, this time more intentional. Taylor was still talking, scrolling through her phone, and completely unaware. Travis grinned to himself, finding amusement in the fact that she hadn't noticed yet. Her soft, warm skin felt perfect beneath his touch, and he let his thumb graze over her nipple, still gentle, still subtle.
Taylor laughed again, showing him another video, her attention glued to the screen, not realizing that with every little touch, his grip became more confident. His fingers now fully cradled her breast, squeezing and teasing, but she just kept scrolling, blissfully unaware.
"You think you could do that?" she giggled, pointing at a video of someone dancing.
"Mmm," Travis murmured, though his attention was no longer on the phone. Instead, his thumb brushed across her nipple again, this time applying the slightest pressure. He smirked to himself, waiting for her to react, but still nothing.
His curiosity peaked. How far could he go before she noticed? His hand stayed hidden beneath the fabric of her loose shirt, and he decided to test the waters. With a mischievous grin, his fingers pinched her nipple, a little sharper this time.
That was when Taylor froze. Her body went stiff, and her gaze finally tore away from the phone in her hand. She looked down, her breath catching as the realization hit her. His hand was still there, warm and firm, and he wasn't stopping.
"Travis!" she gasped, her face instantly flushing with shock and a hint of embarrassment.
Travis let out a soft chuckle, his eyes meeting hers with an innocent expression that didn't match his actions. "What?" he asked, feigning ignorance, though the playful twinkle in his eyes betrayed him.
Taylor swatted at his hand, pushing it away, but he caught her wrist with his other hand, holding her in place. "You didn't notice?" he asked, his voice low and teasing, a smirk playing on his lips. "You were too busy watching TikToks to realize I've been... busy."
