So I have an idea for a Tayvis smut that has been rattling round my brain for months. Trouble is, Iâm just too lazy to write it. Probably sitting at 5 chapters.
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So I have an idea for a Tayvis smut that has been rattling round my brain for months. Trouble is, Iâm just too lazy to write it. Probably sitting at 5 chapters.

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Getting fed on this Friday with all the fanfics. Thank you. Itâs made my day.
Reckon Travis got to have first look at the pics for the album???
BIG HANDS
It was early on after meeting Taylor. They had only been going out a couple of months. Taking things slow. Travis knew her past, Taylor didnât hide it and she had been opening up to him. That was one thing he loved about this relationship - they were at an age and mature enough to tackle the heavy stuff. And early on too. They werenât sugar coating it, tiptoeing around each other. They both knew this was a connection they wanted to go further, and they both knew what they wanted.Â
Come on sleuths. If you can work out what Taylor is wearing in 20 mins, someone has to be able to work out where they are staying in based on that artwork. Not asking for hotels, but finding the town????

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Hopefully Travis has a single room. Reckon he got a sneak peek?
I donât know if itâs just me, or the surroundings, but did Donna Kelce not look comfortable when she was down on the field with Taylor? Not a negative thought or anything like that, just seemed like a bit of a strange chemistry.
Question - how are people consuming podcasts? Especially as they are now filmed? Is it treated as a TV show? Like you put aside an hour a week? Really donât know how to listen/watch all of them. Timezones mean I get them in the middle of the night and havenât watched it before the socials start to drop
Red Ribbon part 2
âBaby, Iâm so proud of you. I was jumping up and down on the couchâ, Taylor says as she hears Travis chuckle. He can picture her, all dressed in her chiefs gear, screaming at the TV. âAnd that gown, that thing is sweet. You better have that coming home as well. It looks cosyâ.Â
âIt was a struggle, but I managed to fit it in my bag, donât worry, itâs coming homeâ. Travis looks down at his duffel - slightly bulging at the seams, with the gown stuffed in.Â
âThey managed to get us out early, so the plane should be landing back at KC around 5. Canât wait to see you and finally get to celebrate Christmasâ. Taylor hummed, mirroring his sentiments and agreeing that she couldnât wait to see him as well.Â
Snow had started to fall earlier in the day, and the entire neighourhood was covered in a thick layer of powder. The house was warm, but Taylor got the fire going anyway. Nothing beat the smell and sounds of an open fire.Â
Knowing when Travis was going to be back, Taylor slowly moved around the house, getting things put away and tidying up. Nerves started to kick in, as she was going to do something that she had never done before. A few weeks ago, Travis gave her a present, wrapped up in a red bow, and Taylor decided that she was going to return the favour. She had ordered some thick red ribbon and got to work. She did her hair and makeup, studying herself in the mirror. Signature red lips would complement the ribbon. Knowing the house was their inner sanction, she did something she had never felt comfortable doing before. She walked through the house completely naked, carrying the ribbon with her. It definitely wouldnât be comfortable walking through the house with that already tied.Â
She had thought about this a lot, and decided that the best place to do this was in the lounge room, right where Travis came in the front door. Luckily for her, the lounge room was a generous space, with a beautiful white plush rug in front of the fireplace. She had measured the ribbon earlier, so once she had placed herself on the rug, she started to get the ribbons in place. The first went across her breasts, just covering her nipples. Her pert breasts waiting to be unwrapped with the big bow. The second ribbon took a little bit more thought. She worked it out in the end though. Much longer than the first, this one went from the bow around her breasts, down her back through her butt cheeks, over her pussy and back up across her stomach to attach to the top. The ribbon was just thick enough to cover her bottom lips, so once in place, she couldnât really move. Luckily, she didnât have to wait long.Â
Travis was so excited to finally celebrate Christmas with Taylor. Damn away games. He got to the front door and watched the twinkling lights for a moment. The small additions that Taylor had added to his home. No, their home. Opening the door against the cold KC chill, Travis dumps his bag in the hall. Stripping off his coat, he calls out for her. âIn here babeâ, he hears, coming from his left. The house is warm, so he figures she is curled up on the couch, watching the fire. He rounded the corner and he steps faltered. There, on his rug, was Taylor, lounging on her elbows, wrapped in red ribbon. All he can do is stare, raking his eyes down her body. âMerry Christmas baby, want to unwrap your present?â As she says this, she widens her legs, causing the ribbon to slide up into her pussy.Â
Travis canât get to her fast enough. Dropping to his knees, he takes a moment to really look at her. Cheeks flush with arousal, tits struggling to be contained with the ribbon. Moving further down, he can see the ribbon vanish within her her thighs. A dark patch already forming.Â
âJesus Tay, best Chrstimas present ever.â Travis leans over her, hands on each side of her head to give her a searing kiss. She tries to deepen it, but Travis pulls away. Sitting back on his knees, he rubs his hands together. âGuess I canât just rip this one open, heyâ he smirks. With gently hands, he ghosts up her torso, tracing the ribbon running up her belly. Once at the bow, he looks up at her again. Her pupils are blown wide, and she has started to breath heavy. Slowly, he picks an end of the ribbon and gently pulls. The ribbon comes undone and Taylors breasts come into view. Travis licks he lips, then dives in. He has always loved her tits, they fit perfectly in his hands, and she is so responsive when he plays with her. He takes one in his mouth, sucking on her nipple until it has pebbled. He releases it with a pop and blows on it. Taylor moans as she starts to squirm. Her arms give way from under her, and she falls back onto the rug. âTrav, fuck that feels goodâ. Travis brings his hand up to her wet tit and fills his hand.Â
In the meantime, he gives her other one the same mouth treatment. Sucking on her nipple as well as giving it a gently scrape, her hips jut up and her hands fly to his head. Taylor is making small mews and Travis loves it. He releases both breasts again, and gives into her mouth again. Fighting for domination, Travis deepens the kiss. Letting her go, he runs his mouth down her neck, over her collarbones. Reaching all the places that he knows sends her mad. Her chest is heaving now, and she canât keep still, squirming on the rug. âTrav, please - I need youâ. He looks at her and smiles, devilish. âDonât worry baby, I plan on enjoying my presentâ. With that, he leans back again on his heals and moved her body. She is now directly in front of him, with her legs on each side of him. He widened her legs further, spreading her pussy for him and the ribbon comes back into view. He can see it nestled tight against her, running behind, vanishing into the rug. His brain is thinking of too many scenarios of what he wants to do with her, but he can see how close she is already, so he takes pity. âCome as much as you want darling, donât hold backâ.Â
He brings one hand down to her hip, holding her in place, the other runs his knuckles down and over her pussy. She cries out, finally receiving some friction where she needs it. He does it again, and runs his finger over the ribbon. It is a deep red, soaking from her arousal. The ribbon is covering her clit, so it is dulling some of the sensation, but Travis knows what to do. The feeling of the ribbon is soft and silky under his finger. An interesting feeling. He brings his hand up higher, closer to her other hip, while his thumb hovers over her ribbon covered clit. âThis is what you want, isnât it?â Travis coos, as he brings his thumb over her clit, rubbing quick circles, building the pressure. It was like a fuse was lit within Taylor, the touch sending her higher and higher. Even with the ribbon reducing the sensation, the pressure of the ribbon alone is taking her over the edge. Travis watches as her breathing gets shallow, her hands wrapped in the rug to ground her.Â
Mewing and moaning, she is so close to the edge. Travis knows this and does the one thing that will send her flying. Without breaking his rhythm, he leans down and takes one of her nipples in his mouth again. He sucks and gently bites the flesh, while applying more pressure to her clit. That does it, she screams his name as she tries to clamp her legs around his hand. He keeps his hold on her hips as she flays around. Releasing her nipple with a pop, he grins at her, watching as she slowly opens her eyes again. Before she can even catch her breath, Travis has removed the ribbon and is on his stomach, placing himself between her legs. âTrav Iâ, Taylor says, turning into a moan as he brings her legs over his shoulders and dives into her. Lapping at her juices from her previous orgasm, he is like a staved man. She canât talk as her brain starts to go fuzzy. He had always been good at eating her out, but damn, she is so sensitive that he is taking her higher.Â
He bumps her clit with his nose as he tongues her entrance. âFuck, fuck Travâ is about all she can say. He moved back to her clit, tracing shapes as he brings a finger through her folds, making his finger wet. He circles her entrance and slowly pushes a finger inside her. She is tight - always is even though they have been together for 18 months. God Travis loves how tight she is. He pulls away to search for her eyes, checking on her. What he sees makes him groan and grind himself into the floor. She catches his eyes, and all she can do is pant. He watches her as he enters another finger. Her eyes roll back in her head and she falls back to the floor again. Her hips start to jolt in time with his fingers, chasing the release.Â
Travis goes back to his favourite place, between her thighs. He brings one hand around her hip to keep her in place. His other hand is pushing and pulling, in and out. Curling his fingers, he finds her spot. The one she told him that no-one else has been able to find. He runs along it again and again, and she screams in pleasure. There it is he thinks. Once he knows he has the spot, he drops his mouth to her clit - sucking, nipping and tonguing it. He can fill it hard and standing proud between her lips. Travis is so close himself he feels like he is going to burst. The sounds coming from Taylor are indicating she is going to come, and hard. Without changing pace, he keeps assaulting her senses, and he knows when she breaks. He feels her clench around his fingers then flutter. With a final scrap across her clit, she bows and arches off the rug, screaming his name like a prayer. Thatâs all she can seem to say, as he brings her crashing over the edge.Â
It was one of the biggest orgasms her has given her. He knows that. He gently draws his fingers out of her and rocks back onto his heels. Looking at her, he brings his fingers to his lips and sucks. She tastes like heaven. Now he gets a good look at her. Her hair is flared out across the carpet, with a bit of ribbon still hanging behind her chest. Speaking of her chest, it is heaving, trying to get her breath back. âHmm, that was something else, god Iâm still shakingâ, Taylor mutters as she tried to sit up on her elbows. Every now and again she gets an aftershock and her legs shake slightly. She looks up at Travis and her breath stills. She hasnât really had a good look at him, considering he has been between her thighs since he came home. All she can see are black eyes, her essence left across his mouth while he is sucking his fingers. She moans again as she continues to rake her eyes down his body. She lands on his trousers, tented with a small dark patch. He is rock hard and leaking precum. She brings her eyes back to him as he stands. He towers over her, taking in her form. She licks her lips as he starts to undress, throwing clothes across the room, not caring where they land. He pulls his pants and underwear down in one go, sighing at the feeling of releasing his aching cock. It is dark purple and pulsing with need.Â
âBaby, can you give me one more?â Taylorâs brain takes a moment to catch up to what he said, but as soon as it registers, she moans as she nods, her body flooding her with arousal once more. Satisfied with her response, Travis gets onto his knees. âTurn round baby, this is going to be hard and fast, is that OK?â Always asking her for permission, her eyes soften. âThis is your present Trav, have at itâ. With that he gently picks her up by her hips and indicates for her to roll over. âOh, I seeâ. She gets on her hands and knees, happy that the rug is nice and soft. To emphasise her excitement, she leans down on her elbows, opening herself up even more. Travis growls behind her, watching her pussy flushed and ready to be taken. With a gently hand to the middle of her back, he lines himself up. He knows he is large, so even though she is soaked, he takes the time to enter her. He watches for any signs of pain. He sees her drop her head to the carpet as he bottoms out. Without words, he rubs her back again, and brings both hands to her hips.Â
He pulls out until his head is just sitting within her, and drives back harder. He watches her grip the rug and she drops herself back down again. âFuck, look at you, open and waiting to get pounded. If only the rest of the world knew what a dirty girl you are, fucking me on the lounge room floorâ. Travis had a dirty mouth, and Taylor loves it. Again, Travis pulls out to his head, watching her grip him. âReady babyâ, Travis says, and without warning slams into her, pushing the air out of her lungs. She braces herself the second time, pushing back as Travis is surging forward. The only sounds they can hear are the moans from both of them, as well as wet slaps of Travis plunging into her. She is making noises with every thrust, and Travis is in a similar position.Â
He is so close that he doesnât know how much longer he is going to last. He looks to his right and sees one of the ribbons sitting there. He releases her hip and brings the ribbon under her stomach, close to her hips. Holding both of the ends in one hand, he tightens it and pulls some pressure on it at the same time. âTay, please tell me if this is too muchâ. She doesnât know what he is talking about until the next thrust, then she feels it.Â
The ribbon is across her lower abdomen, and Travis is pulling up on it. With every thrust, he is hitting her front wall, pushing deeper and harder than normal. He has done this one before with his hand, pushed on her lightly from above, but feeling it from below, pulling her almost off her knees, this is something entirely different. âDonât stop Trav, it feels really goodâ, she blurts out. Satisfied with her response, he pulls the ribbon higher again, almost bringing her knees off the ground. He is pounding into her so hard, never relenting. Sweat is dripping off his brow and down his chest, as something primeval is released in him. âTrav, some, something feels differentâ, he hears Taylor say a moment before it happens. In a split second, it happened all at once. The combination of Travis pulling on the ribbon and his thick cock hitting her gspot causes Taylor to stiffen and squirt all over Travis and the rug. Travis has never gotten her to do it before, not without trying. She had never done it either, so she didnât know the feeling or what was happening. She stopped breathing with the sheer size of of the orgasm, but once she released, she started panting like she had run a marathon. The sight of her squirting sent Travis over the edge and with a final frantic thrust, he emptied himself deep within her. A couple of slow thrusts to ensure he had everything deep within her ended Travis.Â
He fell sideways onto the rug, bringing her with him. His cock was still nestled in her, keeping himself connected to her. She was quiet for longer than Travis was happy about. He gently ran his hand across her face and up into her hair. Similar to him, she was covered in sweat, but she never looked more beautiful. âBaby, Tay, are you OKâ. Travis was searching her eyes, trying to find any sign he had hurt her. âHmm, Imgoodtravâ she mumbled all in one word. Her brain still foggy. âWhat that?â, she said, trying to lift an arm up, but only managing a bit of a twitch. Travis chuckled slightly. âYou doing ok, have I rattled a few things in there hey?â He says, running his fingers through her hair again. âYou squirted baby, the prettiest thing I have ever seen. How did it feel?â She looks at him again, then down to where they are still connected. She can see it now. Travis is covered with liquid, coating his thick layer of hair, as well as there being a fairly decent patch on the rug. âSomething felt different when you started to pound into me. Pulling me up like that must have done it. Fuck that was so hot, but damn Iâm exhausted. There is no way I could do that every timeâ. Taylor had started to get her brain and words working again. Travis laughs out loud, bringing her to him for a kiss. âTay, that sounds like a challenge to me.â He watches her eyes go wide and slowly smiles at him. âMaybe it is, but lets do it somewhere a little better suited. Now I am going to have to either get that rug dry cleaned, or throw it out, and I liked that rugâ. She pouted slightly. âThere is no way that rug is getting thrown out, every time I look at that rug, I am going to get hard thinking about fucking you til you squirted. Best Christmas present ever, like I saidâ. With a gentle chuckle, she runs her hand down his cheek, âMerry Christmas Travisâ.
Assuming this is Travis in the corner - what is that thumb ring? He wasnât wearing it when he walked in.

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Red Ribbon
Taylor had seen a photo of Travis wearing the Santa hat at the chiefs Christmas party. Seeing him smiling, eyes crinkled, how could she not send him a little note. She was away in new york that weekend, so she couldnât go with him. She knew she had to go to those meetings, but she really was upset that she couldnât see the rest of the team let their hair down slightly.Â
Sending a text to him with the picture she saw, she tells him that he looks so sweet and that he should bring the hat home. That she would love to get a present from that particular Santa. She says she is on the plane and should be home in a few hours.Â
Travis receives the text and smirks. Hmm, he might make this interesting. He writes back saying he brought the hat home anyway (secretly heâs always wanted to be a Santa to the neighbour kids). Then he gets an idea. He goes searching for something that he hopes is now in the house. Since Taylor has integrated into his life, little bits and pieces start to appear in their home. Things like boxes of ribbons and wrapping paper. Now fully stocked due to the holidays. He goes into her music room, that has becomes a total wrapping station - paper, glitter, ribbons, bows - everything you could think of - sitting right there. On the corner of the table he found what he wanted. A roll of thick red ribbon. The plan is taking shape in his head.Â
He texts back asking her to let him know when she is 20 mins away from home, he has a bit of a surprise for her. She acknowledges the request and Travis nods his head and picks up the ribbon.Â
As requested, Taylor sends Travis a note when sheâs 20 minutes from the house. Travis gets up from the couch, turns ESPN off and heads upstairs. Taylor opens the door, expecting to find Travis waiting for her. Why else would he want to know when she was due home? But the house is quiet. TV isnât on, amazingly, and she canât see him anyway. She drops her bag by the door and continues into the house. âTravis, you about?â She calls out. âUpstairs Tayâ. She makes her way up the stairs, stopping at the top. Looking around, she still canât see him. Slowly she heads into the bedroom and there she sees him. Travis is standing in the middle of the room, in nothing but a Santa hat and a ribbon. A red ribbon tied very neatly around the base of his cock, that he is slowly stroking. Her mouth somehow goes dry and waters at the same time. The sight of this man, broad and strong, stoking his cock watching her. She moves her eyes from his cock up to his face. Again, he has that same smile - the one with the crinkly eyes. âSanta has a present for youâ is all he says. She snorts, but plays along. âOh does he?â, Taylor replies. âYep, do you want to open it?â Travisâ eyes sparkle. Taylor bites her bottom lips and nods. âWell come on over, can you guess what it is?â. At that Taylor lets out a throaty laugh. Travis hasnât stopped stroking himself, but he is doing it slow enough to keep himself excited, but not go too far.Â
Taylor slowly walks over to him, swinging her hips at the same time. âHmm, I wonder what Santa got me', she says as she stops just in front of him. She goes to reach for him, but stops. Travis was expecting her to pull the ribbon off, but Taylor has other ideas. She gets on her knees in front of him, looking up through her lashes. God she is beautiful he thinks. She removes his hand from his cock then she does something he wasnât expecting. She gently reaches for an end of the ribbon, lightly breathing on him at the same time. She takes an end in her teeth and tugs gently. The ribbon comes undone, but still hangs from the base of his cock. Taylor looks up at him one more time before nuzzling under his cock to lick a strip from the ribbon up to the tip. She circles him again and gently pops him into her mouth. Travis lets out a deep groan, happy that she is finally touching him. He had been stroking himself since she messaged him. He was so excited tying the ribbon - waiting for her reaction. To be honest he probably could have stayed hard without any help. He hadnât seen Taylor for a few days, so just waiting for her to come back made him hard.Â
He looks down at her, their eyes meet, then Taylor does the best thing ever. She slowly moves her mouth down his cock. Taking more and more until she reaches the ribbon at the base. Travisâ hands involuntarily move to the back of her head, gathering her hair into one and the other gently resting on the back of her head. She moves back to the tip again and twirls her tongue. Travis lets out another growl and his breath starts to become a little shallow. Taylor then takes one hand and cups his balls, rolling slightly to give him another sensation to adjust to. Travis shifts his stance to allow her more room, but also allowing himself to get a better balance. âFuck Tay, your mouth is like heaven. Iâve missed you so much babyâ. He gently rubs the back of her head as she looks up at him again. Then she did something she has never done before. She lifts her other hand to cover his on the back of his head. She pushes onto his hand, pushing her further onto his cock. âTayâ, is all he says. She locks eyes with him and pushes his hand again, pushing his cock back down her throat again. Once she is touching the ribbon again, she drops her hand. He gets what she is telling him. What she is letting her do to him. âFuck, OKâ, Travis says as he pulls her off him again, keeping his tip around her beautiful red lips. âI swear, if itâs too much stop me. Please Tay'. Somehow he is still able to have a serious conversation while she is on her knees in front of him. They have only done this a couple of times, and he knows that there is a fine line between making him feel great and hurting her. She pops his cock out, âI will, I promise. But this is my Christmas present, and I want to suck your soul out through your cockâ. Travis just looks at her with his jaw open. This is the Taylor that people donât see. And they never will. She gives his balls a tug again to get his attention, then his instincts take over. He pushes her down his cock at the same time of moving his hips forward. Taylorâs nose brushes his pubic hair and he lets out a noise that even he doesât know. The feeling of her lips and throat around him turns him feral. Again, he widens his stance and one last time looks down at Taylor for approval. She just hums around him and slams herself down his cock. Gagging slightly at his size, the movement shocks Travis out of his thoughts. Now he has her OK, he goes for it. Building his pace, he thrusts into her, getting stronger and stronger. Her hand is still on his balls, the other is on his thigh for support. He growls as he feels her throat constrict, trying to get air in. He pulls out completely to give her a quick breath, and it almost does him in. Eyes watering with a little mascara running down her cheek. Lips swollen with her red lipstick and drool across her mouth. Fuck he is going to explode. He takes her again, guides his cock back into her waiting mouth and starts to really fuck her. âBaby, this isnât going to last much longerâ, is all Travis can get out as her grunts into her. The occasional gag and slurping sounds are enough to push Travis over the edge. One final thrust, lips reaching the ribbon again, Travis erupts down her throat. Taylor can feel him pulsing in her, so she swallows while he is still in her. This causes him to shake violently and push himself in one last time. Taylorâs nose pushed deep into his pubic bone.Â
He releases her immediately and looks down at her. To him she is a vision - hair askew, drool and her lipstick across her face and a stray tear. He grabs her by the arms and brings her up to her feet, standing in front of his naked body. He pats her hair gently, looking her in the eye. 'Are you OK? I didnât hurt you did I?â Taylor just smiles at him, runs her hand along his beard, and goes to kiss him. He can taste himself on her lips, but he doesnât care. Pulling back, she looks at him. âMerry Christmas to me. And Iâm fine. I keep telling you Travis, I wonât break, and sometimes I like getting a little filthyâ. Travis mirrors her, caressing her cheek, âWell you know that naughty girls donât get presents from Santaâ. She chuckles at his comment and looks down his body. âIf that was for me being good, fuck what do I get for being naughty?â Travis sucks in a breath. âIâm sure I could think of a few thingsâ. Taylor looks at his cock, softening but not entirely, red lipstick ring and the ribbon still there. Darker from the saliva and fluids out of Taylorâs mouth. She gently grabs the ribbon and slides it slowly off Travis. Quickly wrapping it around her neck, she uses it to tie her hair back. She smirks when she sees Travisâ eyes darken. 'What, I donât know where my hair tie is', Taylor says as she slowly walks out of the room.Â
Now a thought comes into Taylors head. She is going to have to search for some even wider ribbon. There might be a present that Travis can unwrap next.Â
Is it just me, or is there a little bit of grey going on in the front? Silver fox incoming đŚđ
Reckon he took the hat home?
Random thought. So the rumour is that the last show is going to go for an extra hour. Now Iâm not great at timezones, but I think I worked out that Travis could get there about 11. Imagine, if at the end of Karma, Travis just walks down the stage as sheâs singing âKarma is the guy on the chiefs, coming straight home to meâ. I can literally picture it in my head.
another scrappy win from the chiefs. Have to say kelce looked pretty pissed as he walked off the field. No handshakes or anything - straight to the tunnel.

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So do we think that the changes to the bodysuits for the second half of the tour was literally because Taylor now has such a supportive partner that is
1. Secure in his relationship
2. Thinks she is banging hot and should show it off
The change in the outfits across the back half of the tour seem to signify a shift. Good on her for feeling comfortable to wear what she wants, and good on Travis for giving her the confidence to. I bet he was her biggest fan during the try one
When you live on the other side of the world and there are no fanfics to read for the night. Sigh