Lights, Camera, Action ✔~ trixya

Chapter 2: Come Take A Look

Trixie huffed out angrily and crossed her arms as she sat down in her chair right by the set.

"Bad meeting?" Pete, her assistant and hair and makeup artist, asked.

"Awful, he's got me booked to film a shit-ton with Katya fucking Zamolodchikova." 

"Oh.." The man simply replied as he combed through her hair.

He knew well how much disdain his long time friend and former roommate had for Katya. Pete had never fully understood why Trixie had such burning hate for the woman, but he did know that the pornstar had specifically said on multiple occasions that she'd work with anyone other than the business owner. 

"Like just why? Why would he ever think I'd agree to that? Well, not that I actually have a fucking choice.." Trixie said in frustration.

"Well, to be fair anyone else in the industry would probably be jumping at the chance." Pete told her.

"Yeah, well if they wanna jump her bones and pray to the earth she walks on then fine, but that won't be me." Trixie said before adding; "God, she's not even that hot."

It was a lie, she knew that, and she also knew that Pete would not hesistate to call her out on it. However to her surprise he just laughed at her instead, raising his eyebrows before muttering something among the lines of; "oh yeah, sure. Let's go with that, babe. It's not like she's the very definition of your type or anything..." 

"Five minute warning! This is your five minute warning!" The director called out. 

Trixie got up from her chair and struck a couple poses jokingly, ready for the distraction that sex would bring her.

She knew sex.
She liked sex.
Sex was simple.

"How do I look?" She asked Pete.

"Stunning as always, babe." He replied, kissing her hand as if he was a knight in shining armor. Pete was very gay, and so was Trixie, but there were more than enough people who'd think otherwise when watching their interactions, including a blonde woman with blue eyes who was being shown around the building by Robert's assistant.

"Are they.. a couple?" Katya asked as she viewed the pair, trying to suppress the little tinge of jealousy that she for some reason felt when seeing how Trixie smiled and joked with the man. 

Could she have read the girl wrong?
Could Trixie somehow actually be straight?

"Who? Oh, Pete and Trixie, no. They're both very much leaning in the opposite direction. They've just been friends for ages, used to live together I think." The woman, whom Katya had forgotten the name of, said.

"Aah, okay." The blonde replied, hating how relieved she sounded.

"Do you want to watch some of the shoot, or do you want us to continue the tour?" 

Katya didn't need to think about the question for too long. Not when she saw Trixie, still in those awful shorts, leaning against a washing machine which would very clearly be used for far more interesting things than laundry in a couple minutes. 

"Let's stay, I wanna see what I'm getting myself into." She answered, earning a nod from the assistant. 

The scene was mesmerizing to watch. The script was awful, the setup terribly cliché, and had it been anyone else performing it, Katya was sure she would have found it impossible to watch. But when it was Trixie Mattel on top of that vibrating washing machine, a hand down her unbuttoned shorts, rubbing circles into herself as small high-pitched moans escaped her, the scene looked incredible. 

Katya had only seen a handful of clips of the girl, usually only paying close attention to Trixie when she'd see the girl's sinful curves make their way through events that they both attended. But now she truly understood the hype, because in an industry where almost everything was fake and filled with bad acting, Trixie was real. The girl's body shuttered when she applied more pressure against her clit, her hands squeezed her large breasts as she rutted against the vibrating surface below her, her beautiful large honey-brown eyes rolled to the back of her head as she got close to completion.

What Katya found most attractive however was the way Trixie moaned. Katya had never heard anyone sound so genuinely entranced by the act of sex, never heard anyone be so loud and yet so remarkably authentic, and especially not on the set of a badly written porn film. 

A man entered, and Katya saw just a slight twitch in the girl's face that told her that having a male co-star was not something Trixie actually enjoyed, however the pornstar quickly concealed it, managing to perfectly fake interest. Once the real action was about to begin, Katya turned away, for some reason not wanting to see it. 

"Let's continue." She whispered to Robert's assistant who nodded and quickly escorted her out of the room without making any disruptive noise. And even so, a pair of honey-brown eyes followed her as she left.