Taylor Swift & Travis Kelce (Tayvis) One-Shots

81.2: a special reward. (m)

continuation of series 81: (1. be my motivation)

"Ms. Swift, can I talk to you for a second," Taylor looked up from her notebook at the professor of her history class. She nodded and got up from where she was sitting. As she got up, Travis's hand, which was resting on her thigh beneath her skirt, slipped away from her. Over the last couple of days, she and Travis had gotten closer, had been talking more outside of their study sessions. They had been building a bond that they didn't except to have, especially with one of the stars of the schools football team.

"Yes, sir?" she asked as she reached the man's desk. She smoothed out the pleats in her skirt and smiled at the man.

"Have you been canoodling with Kelce?" The question caught her off guard. "Because I didn't hire you to be his tutor for you to snuggle up with him. I hired you to help him get his grades up."

"Personally, sir. I think those two things can happen simultaneously. He has been doing really well with his studying and I think he will do a phenomenal job in his next exam. Just you wait a see," Taylor said with pride. Travis had been working extremely hard and she could tell he was trying to make sure he did well in the class. Before their little deal, he would be late to class, within the back, be in his phone, and talk to others. But now, he sat near her; he was on time if he wasn't early, and his attention was on the professor and the lecture that was being given. Sure, his hand had been resting on Taylor's thigh for the majority of the classes recently, but he still seemed to be fully engaged with what was being taught, and that made Taylor proud. 

"I'm depending on you, Ms. Swift, Make sure he gets the grade he needs. We need him to play in these games. He doesn't been any distractions," the professor told her. She rolled her eyes, and turned on her heels to go back to her seat. While academics were a huge part of this schools forefront, sports brought in the most money for the university, and therefore, it was on everyone's minds to make sure all of the sports players did their best in their classes so that they could play in the big games nad big matches. Taylor took a seat back in her seat, next to Travis. 

"In trouble?" he asked, jokily. 

"Yes and no," she answered, shrugging her shoulders. She leaned back in her seat as the professor started his lecture. Travis' head reached for her chair and pulled it closer to him. He rested his hand on her thigh and leaned back in his own seat, focusing on what was being taught. 

***

"Remember, next class is our midterm exam. Hopefully, everyone has been reviewing their notes daily and preparing. Class dismissed." As the professors said these words, everyone started to shuffle around the room and talk among themselves. Travis picked placed his bookbag on his back before picking up Taylor's and throwing it onto his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder as she wrapped her arms around his waist. 

"Are you ready for the exam?" Taylor asked Travis as they walked out of the classroom and eventually out of the building. Having class on the first floor of any building was a blessing in Taylor's eyes. There was no debate about whether she should be active and take the stairs or lazy and take the elevator. 

"I think I got this. You know, history isn't so boring after all. It's kind of nice to know what happened in the past," Travis said as they walked. 

"I'm really proud of you," she told him, a smile rising onto her face. She was. He had really done a complete 180 in regards to this class. He had even started texting her random facts he learned while researching outside of class time. 

"I have an amazing tutor helping me. I think it helps that she's cute as hell." Travis said, leaning down a tad bit to kiss the top of her head. 

"Say, man, why are you pushing up on my girl," Travis and Taylor heard from behind them. Two second after, Travis was being pushed. Luckily, his balance was one of the things he needed for football, so falling over wasn't an option. 

"What the fuck, dude," Travis said, turning around with Taylor still under his arm. They turned, seeing Joe looking back at them. 

"Your what?" Taylor questioned, wondering if she had heard the blonde-headed man correctly. She didn't officially belong to anyone, especially not someone to whom she had never said more than five words. 

"My woman. Travis knew I had dibs on you and decided to pursue you anyway." Joe said confidently. 

"Travis, what is he talking about?" Taylor asked, looking at Travis with a confused look on her face. 

"He has a crush on you and thinks he has a chance with you," Travis confessed. 

"Ew. No," Taylor said, backing away from Joe, who had gotten closer to them as they talked. "I would never be interested in an arrogant egomaniac who thinks he is better than someone who isn't as naturally intelligent. Calling dibs on a woman you have never spoken to is the most disgusting thing I have ever heard in my life. You are a disgusting person," Taylor said, a look of disgust on her face.

"But..." Joe tried. 

"Absolutely not; maybe next time you like someone, you will tell them yourself and not be such a dick if they end up with someone that isn't you." Travis smirked, hearing Taylor's response to Joe. He put his arm back around her shoulder, and they started walking down the path that brought them back to the dorms. "I'm sorry that you have to share your space with him. He is an atrocious excuse for a man."

"How about we go back to your dorm and study for the exam?" Travis said. Taylor looked up at him, seeing the smirk that was on his face. 

"You have to get an 80 on the exam first, mister," Taylor reminded him. 

"You said I have to get an 80 to fuck you, you didn't say I couldn't eat you out and finger you as a reward for being the best tutor I've ever had." Taylor's cheeks went pink hearing his words. 

"No one has ever done that to me before..." She said, still blushing from his offer. 

"Let's go make it happen," He told her. His eagerness to please her already had her panties soaked. Everything about Travis turned her on. From the way he walked to the way he talked to the way he held her when they were doing something as simple as watching TV or walking down the pathway with his arm around her shoulders. She loved the way he smelled. Just everything about him did something to her. 

The walk to her dorm felt shorter than usual. She took her key from Travis's bookbag, which she was still holding, and opened her dorm room door. "I always forget your dorm is a mini apartment," Travis said with a laugh as they walked in, closing the door behind them. He dropped their things on the couch and pulled her into him. She wrapped her arms firmly around his neck as he leaned into her, kissing her in a way that she had never kissed anyone before. She felt as if she was floating as he started to work them backward toward her bedroom as they kissed. "I can't wait to get a 100 on this fucking exam so I can call you my girlfriend officially." He told her. He laid her down on her bed, and reached under her skirt, pulling her panties down. 

"I'm nervous," she whispered as he spread her legs gently. 

"Don't be. I'm sure you taste just as sweet as you are," she told her, with a devilish grin on his face. He gave her one last look before he buried his face between her legs, letting his tongue run circles against her clit. Waves of pleasure shot through her body the moment his tongue connected with her lower region. 

"Oh my..." she moaned, breathlessly. The movement of his tongue danced around, and her eyes slowly started to roll into the back of her head. Her hands made contact with his head, gently pushing him more into her. He slipped two of his fingers inside of her, her moans increasing in volume as his fingers curled inside of him, and he moved them in and out of her quickly. "Oh God!" she screamed as both his tongue and fingers moved more quickly. Her muscles tightened around his fingers as her back parted from the mattress. "Trav!" Before she knew it, she had cum all over his fingers and tongue. 

He licked every drop of her cum up and licked his fingers. "You taste delicious, baby," he told her, moving up and kissing her lips. 

"I think that is the best orgasm I have ever had," She told him between kisses. 

"There's plenty more where that one came from," he told her, kissing her yet again.