Timeless: Tayvis Oneshots

scream

Taylor's POV

"American Pie?"

"You know we've seen that about ten times already." I giggled at Travis as he flicked through the movies we had. He shrugged, still looking. "Come on, pick a horror one!" I nudged him. "It's almost Halloween, let's get in the spirit!"

Travis nodded, going over to genres and clicking on horror. I tugged the blankets higher up my legs as I leaned my head on his shoulder, all comfy and warm. I loved our movie nights. 

"Oh that one!" I pointed at The Exorcist when I saw it come up, and Travis paused. "Oh come on, I'll hold your hand." I slipped my hand onto his thigh beneath the blanket. I always handled scary movies better than he did, but he wasn't that scared of them.

"Alright." Travis said grudgingly, and I laughed at him as he started the movie and reached behind to turn the lights off. "You need anything doll?" He murmured as I snuggled down against his chest, draping my arm over his waist.

"I'm good." I mumbled as his lips touched my hair.

We settled in to watch the movie and Travis' fingers gently stroked through my hair absent mindedly like they always did. It made me a little drowsy, which wasn't anything new, and I had to wriggle into a new position every so often so I didn't drift off. The movie soon woke me up and I giggled at the horror, always amused by it.

"How can you watch this like that?" Travis mumbled, and I peeked up to see him kind of hiding his face in my hair. 

"Oh baby, are you scared?" I asked.

"No." He insisted, and then he flinched at a jump scare. I giggled, rubbing his thigh.

"I don't get how you laugh at this." Travis sighed.

"It's funny!"

"You're so weird." He shook his head at me, wrapping his arms tight around my waist and hiding in my shoulder. "This shit scares the crap out of me."

"Well we can change it." I offered. I hadn't realized Travis had been quite that scared of a movie like this. Normally he was fine as long as he had my hand to hold and we slept close together. But I'd never seen him this scared before. 

"No I'm good." Travis shook his head. 

I nodded, lying my head back down. Travis ducked his face into my hair and stayed there, so eventually I glanced up at him. He didn't seem to be handling it all that well, and when our eyes met I gave a sympathetic smile. Now I felt bad for suggesting this movie. 

"I'll just hide from it." Travis murmured, lifting up the blanket and ducking his head beneath it. I laughed at him as he shuffled down, resting his head in my lap.

"Whatever works baby." I told him, stroking my fingers through his hair. 

"Mhm." Travis kissed my thigh and I jolted in surprise, laughing as my little shorts rode up.

"Whoah, what are you doing there big boy?" I mumbled as Travis shifted lower, moving off the end of the couch underneath the blanket. Travis didn't respond, pushing my legs apart. I shivered, my fingers curling into the blanket as he kissed the soft, lower curve of my stomach. I knew what he was doing, but I hadn't expected it in the middle of a horror movie.

My eyes fluttered closed with anticipation as Travis undid my shorts, tugging them down over my ankles. The screams from the TV continued as kisses landed on the soft fabric of my underwear, nothing on my skin. Teasing me. I fucking loved it. 

"If you're going to freak me out with scary movies doll, I'll make you scream in my way." Travis murmured, and my head fell backwards as he used his teeth to slowly pull my underwear down. God he always knew how to get me in the mood so damn quickly. "Plus this means I can hide from that shit you're watching." He said once I was bare from the waist down, and I burst out laughing.

"You're just so romantic." I sighed dramatically.

"Is this romantic?" Travis asked, and I sighed with pleasure as his lips tickled the very highest part of my inner thigh.

"Yes." I breathed out. "Very."

Travis hummed quietly, moving closer and sliding his hands up the back of my thighs to cup my ass as his tongue slowly slid inside me. The sounds of the movie continued, but neither of us were paying attention any longer. Well of course Travis wasn't; he was under a blanket with his head buried between my legs. 

"Scream for me doll." Travis' voice hummed against my clit. "Scream louder than that fucking movie and I'll make you cum so hard you can't scream anymore."

"Shit!" My hips bucked off the couch as Travis very suddenly nipped against my clit and I cried out, my fingers clutching at the blanket just for something to hold onto. 

"Fuck you taste so good doll." Travis moaned, burying himself deep. I wasn't able to respond; just lying there, almost writhing. "This a fantasy of yours huh?" He mumbled. "Being eaten out to a horror movie?"

"Mhm." I nodded, because hell, it was. It was so fucking hot.

Travis sank into me, his tongue exploring slowly as the minutes ticked by. He soon pulled my legs over his shoulders so that my thighs were cupping his head, my heels resting on his back. I knew how much he loved to be trapped there, how much he loved it when I didn't let go until he made me cum. But he made no move to pull back. I could tell I was in for a long ride. He'd drag this out.

I didn't know how he could even breathe, but Travis stayed buried between my legs for a long time with seemingly no trouble. I spent the whole time barely able to breathe, my eyes rolling back every time Travis nipped at my clit, which he did often. And it was fucking heaven. Between my legs burned like hell, which was such a familiar feeling with Travis.

"God how long are you going to stay down there?" I moaned as the credits rolled on the TV and Travis didn't move.

"Forever." He mumbled, and I let out a breathy laugh. "I really want to take away your ability to walk doll, leave you all shaky in the morning. Make sure you have to stay in bed with me all day."

"Mhm." I sighed, tightening my thighs a little around his head. Travis took the hint and delved deeper very suddenly, making me cry out.

"Scream." He ordered. "Or I won't let you cum."

"Fuck!" My voice rose as Travis curled his tongue against my clit, fucking me harder with his mouth.

"Louder." His voice was demanding, authoritative.

"Travis, baby!" I whined, urging him further forwards with my heels pressing into his back. I trapped him there, a mess of moans and cries of his name, my fingers fisting into the blanket until my body bowed to the pleasure.

I came with a loud moan of Travis' name, my head flying back to slam against the back of the couch. It felt like nothing Travis had ever made me feel before and I writhed under the feeling of his tongue slowing inside me, my body sweaty and overwhelmed. 

"You taste delicious doll, as always." Travis peppered kisses over my inner thighs as he pulled back and I gave a sigh in response, unable to form words. "Always a good sign that I've fucked you good when you can't speak huh?"

"Mhm." I wrapped my arms around his neck as he made his way up my body, pressing his lips to mine. "I love you." I mumbled tiredly.

"I love you." He whispered back.

a short one shot bc i couldn't really find a way to keep it going but eh, still something right?

ALSO requests? no promises i'll do them but dump them here for some inspo and i might ---->