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Oct 6, 2022

Day 6 -- Travis Miles

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Deep Throating with Travis x g/n! Sole/Reader

Just a note, this is with a Pre-Confident Man Travis! Just because he is superior that way fits the prompt better like that, I think. 🤷‍♂️ But AH, have I mentioned how much I love Travis? Oh, I have? Well, I'm here to say it again. I LOVE this man so dang much, he deserves everything <3

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Includes: Deep throating, making out, dry humping, first times, blow jobs, first time blow jobs, cum swallowing, cum shot, pillow talk, Travis being awkward and adorable and Sole LOVING it

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His lips were still, tentative, but curious against yours, the hesitancy propelling you forwards in an act of compensation for his own uncertainty. You prodded at his lips with your tongue, grinning at the way his body tensed, the way his hand flexed from where it laid on your thigh. You pulled away slightly, testing, and Travis did just as you hoped, following the feel of your mouth as it nearly left him.

Your hand brushed over his jaw, your lips relenting to his pursuit as your fingers grazed over the nape of his neck, the short, black hairs there tickling over your skin. Another asking prod of your tongue, and he relented, opening his mouth slowly to allow you to explore. A vibration ran through from him to you as he groaned some semblance of your name against you, his contact deepening at the feel of you, at the taste, at the overwhelming and unfamiliar sensation.

Travis scooched closer to you on the couch, one knee bumping into yours as he laid a hand at your waist without any semblance of previous consideration.

It made you smile against him.

Travis’s thoughts, once moving faster within his mind than the Diamond City radio waves he sends hurtling through the Commonwealth, now slowed to a dense pace; no thought able to form completely before it was pushed aside by another. It was one of the first times in his life that Travis felt like he was acting on pure instinct. He was always so thoughtful, worrisome, to the point of crippling immobility, but now he could reflect your movement against him. It was easy. It was thrilling.

It wasn’t nearly as frightening as he’d worried it’d be.

It was the first time in a long time– maybe ever that he really felt… alive. Like he was living, instead of just existing. Just trying to survive.

Your hand pulled his face closer to yours as you felt his lips knead against you, as you felt his tongue press to yours; and instead of pulling away, panicked, as you’d come to expect, he dragged the muscle against yours, coating your mouth in his taste, and your mind in arousal.

You delighted in his exploration, in this confidence, whether it was purposeful on his part or not, and dared to press a little further. The couch creaked as you shifted, and Travis’s eyes peeped open to watch as you turned and brought one leg over him, straddling his lap while remaining pressed against him all at once. Both of his hands migrated to your hips, hungry to touch, but unwilling to grope as he kept the contact light against you.

A slew of nonsensical expletives rattled around his head at your newfound closeness, a certain anxiety picking up where he’d thought it had begun to settle. It was hard to focus on, but there was something just… off. Something that he was worried about but unable to identify, something that had been pounding on the backdoor of his mind to get in, but that had been muffled and erased by the music you were making as you moved against him.

In the next moment though, as you shifted forward in his lap, pressing closer to him, it all came crashing back into his mind. Travis pulled away as his heart leapt in his chest, his hands forcing you back– not off of him, but backwards to settle at the end of his thighs, just over his knees.

Your features crinkled in bafflement, eyes blinking open in surprise at his sudden outburst.

What happened?

The fog slowly cleared from your mind, and Travis’s crimson face came into focus, his eyes wide with–

Fear?

“Travis?” You ventured quietly as he stared blankly downwards with wide eyes, his gaze settling on nothing you could see, some thought deep in his head.

“I-I’m sorry.” He whispered.

Your brows furrowed.

“Sorry? What… What are you sorry for, baby?”

“That wasn’t… I mean– I didn’t mean to. I wasn’t trying to make you–” His breaths kept cutting off his voice, and you flinched at the panic you could see flashing over his features.

“Hey.” You said softly, one hand gently pressing to his chin, pulling his gaze up to meet yours. “I’m alright, Travis. Better than alright. I don’t even know what you’re apologizing for.”

His gaze flicked away again, his cheeks growing redder before your very eyes.

“You… you, ah, you didn’t feel it?”

You cocked your head, forcing your face into his line of sight.

“I don’t think so, but… for arguments sake, you wanna tell me what I may or may not have felt?”

“It…” He started, shaking his head before he could even get another word out. “It’s not really worth even mentioning. At all. It’s just… It’s disrespectful. It’s not– I mean, I just don’t want to insult you. Or anything.”

Disrespectful? What? His tongue in my mouth? His hands on my waist? Hell, I did all of that first, should I be the one apologizing?

“I didn’t see it as insulting. Or disrespectful. In fact, I… I like it. A lot.” You chuckled, feeling a heat of your own touch your cheeks. “I thought you did too.”

“I-I did!” His head snapped up, eyes meeting yours of his own accord this time, “I did. Do. I really– I liked it. I just… So, ah, so you’re not… um, mad?”

You broke into a grin, shaking your head.

“Not in the slightest. I like you, remember? A lot.” You pressed forward, catching his cheek beneath your lips in a swift kiss. “And… I want to keep, um, liking you a little more tonight. If you want that too.”

Travis’s throat bobbed as he swallowed, his ears burning, but he nodded to you quickly.

“Y-yes. I, ah, I think I would like that.”

You laughed, even as you pressed your lips to his again, your hands returning to wrap around the back of his neck as you shifted forward in his lap, to get as close as you tried to before he’d pushed you away.

Travis’s breath caught in his throat as his hands tightened against you, but he met your fervor as though he hadn’t just been overwhelmed by it.

If that’s even what happened. You thought, still hung up on his apology. I’m not even sure I know what–

You squeaked involuntarily as you felt him groan into your mouth at the new contact. Just as you scooted forward to press your sternum to his, you felt it.

Ah. That must have been it.

A hardened bulge pressed into your thigh through the thick fabric of his jeans, and suddenly the apology made sense. In regards to Travis, anyway. In your eyes though, this really wasn’t something he should be apologizing for.

You carried on as though you’d expected to feel it, your fingers grasping at the back of his head, pulling him closer into your heated contact, and even took it a step further, grinding your hips subtly against him to try and bring his growing erection a bit of relief.

Travis gasped from under you, his hands reaching of their own accord to grasp at the small of your back, pressing you firmly to him, holding you close, and helping you to grind over his hardon.

You obliged him, winding your hips in a motion that left your partner breathless as his mouth pressed to yours more firmly than he’d meant to.

“S-sole.” He moaned against you, into you, and you felt yourself shudder at the sound.

That. You thought. I need more of that.

“Baby.” You tried to get his attention, tried to pull away to ask your question, to plead your case, but Travis’s lips followed suit, groaning into you, and you felt his hips roll to meet your contact, pressing his erection harder into your center with every needy buck against you.

“Travis, baby.” You tried again, the need building up in your core with each hot breath spilled over you, each grind of him against you, with the way he opened his eyes and his pupils were twice the proper size.

He didn’t speak, maybe he couldn’t, but he made a questioning noise as his eyes blinked at you curiously.

“I wanna try something. I want more of you.” You practically growled out the last of it.

Even through the thickness of his jeans, you could feel the way your words made him throb.

“O-okay.” He managed to breathe out.

You smiled at him, licking your lips unwittingly as you pressed forward to give him a quick kiss.

His hands followed you as you rose up, stepping off of his lap. He leaned forward, his expression uncertain as he tried to puzzle through your next move in his hazy state of mind.

“Just… try and relax for me, alright?” You said as your fingers brushed the hem of your shirt. He nodded to you, despite his clear uncertainty, even as you pulled your top off over your head.

Travis’s eyes widened, and he quickly looked away, down at his feet.

Your eyebrows creased together at his action.

“Hey.” You knelt down so you could be face-to-face with him, laying one hand gently on his knee. “I want you to see me like this, or I wouldn’t have taken it off. It’s not disrespectful, or wrong, okay?”

Travis nodded, and slowly, his eyes made their way to your face, grazing up over your bare chest quickly, as though he were still in need of your permission to look.

He took a deep breath.

“A-alright. ‘M sorry.” He whispered the last bit, and you felt your chest ache.

“You don’t have to apologize. This is all new. We’re just figuring it out together.” You kissed him again, and he kissed right back without the hesitation that had always been present before. It may be slow going, it may be different and unprecedented, but progress was being made. Comfortability and trust were being established, and his earnestness, his honesty and good intentions… fuck, if that all didn’t make you want to be with him even more.

Your hands pushed at his knees as you pulled your mouth from him, encouraging him to spread his legs so you could settle between them, and though he looked uncertain, he yielded to the pressure of your hands against him.

“If you get uncomfortable at all, just tell me and I’ll stop, okay?” You looked up at him as your fingertips dragged further up his thighs.

Travis nodded, his hands shaking as he placed them on either side of his legs on the couch. But he gave you a definite nod.

“If not though, just try and relax. Just enjoy.”

Your fingers met at the button of his jeans, popping it open slowly and taking your time dragging down the zipper.

“I’m happy to be doing this. I want this, okay? So try and not be too concerned about me.”

A bead of sweat trailed down the side of his face, but he nodded to you again; all he seemed to be capable of doing in his current state.

You smiled as you pulled at his jeans, your hands moving to the hem of them to try and bring them further down his legs to pile on the floor.

Travis swallowed hard, his eyes wide through the whole ordeal, and you swore you could feel his rapid, pounding heartbeat, even through the skin of his hips.

His breath caught in his throat as you moved to pull his boxers down as well, his fingers clenching over the couch until they turned bone-white.

“You okay, honey?” Your thumb stroked soothingly over his hip bone.

“Yeah. Yeah… I-I think I am. It’s just, well, just that no one– this is the first time, um… I’ve never done this before.” He finally admitted, the words leaving his tongue like he was spitting out poison. Poison he wished, with everything in him, that he could swallow down.

You smiled at him, your thumb continuing its miniscule movements over his heated skin.

“That’s okay.” You assured him, “It doesn’t change how much I want you.”

He bit his lip thoughtfully, but his shoulders seemed to relax a bit at that.

“But if you feel like you’re not ready, we can wait. I’m happy to do that too, if it’s what you want.”

“I…” He started, but a frown stole the words from him as his lip trembled from the wave of emotion you inspired.

“I really like you, Sole.” His hand touched yours, still trembling, but certain in this movement he made towards you. “And… I think I– yeah, I, ah, I want to keep going.”

Your hand grasped his and brought it to your lips briefly as you smiled up at him.

“I really like you too, baby.” You told him, placing his hand back on the couch and returning yours to the hem of his underwear. You pulled the garment down slowly, helping to ease the tight hem over his erection as it sprang up to bump at his stomach. The darkened head of him was already glistening with pre-cum, and you found yourself licking your lips again at the thought of tasting him for the first time. At him feeling you for the first time.

Despite the crimson absolutely overtaking his every feature, Travis lifted his hips and allowed you to pull down his jeans and underwear until they pooled around his ankles. Your hands smoothed over his thighs, spreading him a little further as you ducked your head towards him. Eyes glued to his, even as you could feel him trying not to break the contact, you leaned your face towards him, pressing one delicate kiss to the underside of his shaft.

Travis’s body shook at the feel of another’s lips pressed to him. To that part of him.

Your lips. He reminded himself.

He hated to admit it, but your lips had been the object of numerous fantasies of his, the thoughts always coming to his mind on those nights he felt frustrated enough to lay a hand over himself and stroke until he was biting back the sound of your name. It wasn’t something he was proud of, but it’s still something he did.

But he didn’t want to think about that now. He didn’t have to. He wasn’t thinking about it now, he was living it, and you… You seemed to be loving it as much as he was.

Travis breathed hard as you continued pressing kisses over his erection, fighting the urge to thrust his hips forward into the overwhelming contact. The softness of your lips was amplified against his sensitive skin, and when you swiped your tongue over the head of his cock, he nearly shouted at the feeling. It felt like lightning, like when he was shocked by a wire while making repairs to his radio, sending a white-hot surge up through his spine.

“Mm,” Your lips rumbled against him as you hummed, “Let me hear you, baby.”

You licked him again, this time starting at the base and dragging your tongue all the way back up to his tip, and he couldn’t help but groan at the heat of it, at the wetness, at the chill of the air surrounding you both, in comparison to your searing tongue. The feeling of it, the sight of you, shirtless and kneeling between his thighs, the touch of your hands as one rested on his thigh, while the other moved to guide his cock towards your open lips, he could’ve busted there and then.

Travis closed his eyes tightly, his stomach flexing at the new contact you were introducing. Your mouth wrapped around the head of his cock, suckling slightly, before pushing down to ease the majority of his length inside your warm, inviting mouth.

“Ahh.” He groaned, breathless.

“O-oh. Sole, I-I..” His panting breaths interrupted him, and as you pulled your mouth back, sucking hard as you went until only the sensitive tip of him remained, he couldn’t seem to remember what he was going to say.

You grinned at the sound of your name on his tongue, breathless and needy, music to your ears that was catchier than any song he played on his station. You knew that sound would be repeating in your head like a mantra for hours to come.

You felt his cock pulse against your tongue as you attentively sucked at his head, slotting your tongue over his slit just in time to catch the bead of salty pre-cum that spilled from him. Travis groaned again, his hips bucking mutedly as he tried to hold back from shoving his length down your throat.

Not that you would mind that.

With the thought effectively inspired in your head, you descended on him again, taking his length as far into your mouth as you could, and staying there as you heard a moan drag from his lips.

Travis was a mess under your attentions. Sweat dripped from him, his hands trembled, his voice was growing weak from use, every vein felt like it was on fire, and the pressure, oh, the pressure that was building up in his painfully hard cock was unbearable.

“S-sole. I don’t– I’m gonna…” He grunted, and you felt his cock hit the back of your throat as his hips canted against you. “I’m not, ah, I don’t think I’m gonna last.”

He managed to force the words out, even as you gagged from the pressure of his tip bumping the back of your throat.

Honey, I could’ve told you that. You thought, all that could be achieved of a grin spreading across your full, parted lips.

You hummed against him, hearing him stutter again at the vibrating stimulation, and pulled your head back, before plunging forward again. You bobbed your head over him quickly, determined to feel that throb within the confines of your mouth, to taste him against your tongue. Another gag was pulled from your throat as you pressed forward all the way again, settling as your tongue swiped over him and tears collected in your eyes. You pulled back only to take in air through your nostrils, your lips gripping hard at the skin of his shaft before you pushed forward again, until your nose pressed to his pelvic bone.

Travis’s stomach shook as it clenched, and you felt another throb pulse against your tongue and throat. You pulled away one final time before pressing forward hard, swallowing through your tears around his length until he cried out, and you felt warmth spurt down your throat.

You sucked at him greedily as you pulled back just enough to feel his cock throbbing on your tongue, coating the inside of your mouth with his cum. Not a blissful moment later, and you felt hands at your shoulders, pushing you back and off of his cock. Your eyes blinked open in surprise, noting the panic in your partner’s expression just before feeling a burst of cum land on your cheek. Unwittingly, you flinched at the feeling, and you heard Travis yelp as he watched it happen.

He opened his mouth to speak, his hand grasped around his still-pulsing cock as he rode out the final moments of his release, pointing it down and spurting what was left onto the floor between your bodies.

“S-sole, I–”

You laughed at him, a grin breaking through your surprise as you wiped the glob of his cum from your face with your fingers.

Travis was panting, mouth still open as if to speak as he looked at you with shock in his eyes.

“A-are you– How? How can you be o-okay with this? I just–”

“I know,” You managed between feverish breaths, chest heaving with uncontained laughter. “I know, no, you should’ve just left–” You were cut off by another bout of giggles at the look Travis was giving you.

He didn’t understand, he… He felt like you should be angry with him, but he wasn’t entirely sure why.

“It’s fine, Travis. These things happen sometimes, it’s okay.” You put a hand on his thigh, stroking over it as you brought the fingers of your other hand, the one that still had a bit of his milky release on its fingers, to your mouth, cleaning them off slowly as you held your partner’s gaze.

Travis’s eyes widened to the size of saucers.

“Y-you just…” He shook his head.

“What?” You asked, holding back another chuckle. “Baby, I just had your whole cock in my mouth. You think I’d be bothered by a bit of cum? That’d be like being mad about finding water in a canteen.”

You clambered up to sit beside him on the couch as he worked on pulling his pants back up to his waist.

“I guess, yeah. That makes sense. I just… I’m s–”

“Please don’t apologize to me again.” You rested your head against his shoulder as Travis leaned back on the couch, his anxiety finally expelled enough for him to relax against you.

“Okay.”

You smiled at that, basking in the contented quiet that surrounded you both as you wrapped your arms around his waist, and his head fell to lean on yours.

“So… um,” You bit your lip, wondering if the question was a little presumptuous. You decided to ask it anyway.

“How was your first time?”

You felt his head shake against yours.

“I… um, don’t know that I can describe it…”

Your brows furrowed a bit at that.

“But it… was incredible. So much better than I’ve ever, ah, imagined, and you… You were just amazing. Better than I’ve ever…”

He cut himself off, heat rising to his ears at what he was just about to admit.

“Hmm.” You hummed, arms tightening around him. “I’m glad, baby.”

You paused. Is it a good idea to draw attention to something he’s clearly embarrassed about? You struggled with it for a moment, but thought about what you would want in his situation.

He deserves to know.

“And…” you continued, “You were better, too. Better than I ever imagined you would be.”

Travis’s heart raced in his chest at your admission, but he warmed all the same.

“I… I wanna do something for you. Next time. When you’re ready. If you want.”

He felt your lips spread against his shoulder in a grin.

“I’d like that.” You pressed a kiss to his shoulder. “Next time for sure. For now though… I just want to be close to you.”

Travis nodded at that, his heart full at the feel of you beside him, the admission that you wanted him, just as he wanted you.

I really like them… his mind said again, even as he felt himself begin to doze off against you.

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