Lights, Camera, Action ✔~ trixya

Chapter 5: Feel It With Eyes Closed

Trixie was nervously tapping her fingers on the armrest of the makeup chair. She was wearing a simple and warm white robe over her lingerie. It wasn't a fancy set, just a basic light pink lace bra and matching panties. Her hair was hanging in loose, natural curls, and her makeup was a lot lighter than usual.

It made her feel more vulnerable.

The scene had been her choice, she knew that. But now she almost felt as if something more hardcore where she could have hidden behind a character would have been easier. This scenario however, whilst fake, felt a lot closer to something that could have happened. Well, had she and Katya met under very different circumstances. 

"Trixie, calm down. It's just another filming day, right? You're good at this." Pete said as he fixed her lipgloss.

"I'm fine." Trixie said through gritted teeth. She wasn't, and Pete knew that, but he didn't call her out further.

"Okay, you're done." The man told her. Trixie mumbled a thanks before getting up from her chair to stretch her mucsles a little before filming. She walked over to the snack table, even tho she knew she couldn't eat much, but she figured she could at least grab a couple grapes. 

"Hey Trixie." She heard a familiar voice say behind her.

"Good morning, please leave me alone." Trixie replied coldly, not even bothering to look at Katya. She picked a couple of grapes before walking back to her makeup chair, hearing footsteps following her.

"Listen I know you're mad, but can we just like be civil or whatever?" Katya asked. 

"I am being civil, trust. I'm fucking zen." The blonde bombshell replied in a tone that said that she absolutely wasn't, making the other woman all the more frustrated. 

"Trixie, just listen, I'm sorry but if-" She lost her entire train of thought as Trixie stripped off her robe, unable to stop herself from blatantly checking the girl out, her eyes dancing over the woman's sinful curves. Katya knew that she should keep her mouth shut unless what was coming out of it was an apology, but she couldn't help herself when Trixie stood there looking like a walking wet dream. "Well honey, if you just wanted us to fuck it out you should have told me. You know I'd get naked on the spot, or we could pretend to be sick and you could come home with me right now."

"Listen, I'll make it look like I want you on camera, don't worry. But just know that I'd rather fuck anyone in the goddamn world, than be forced to spend another minute around you outside of this building." Trixie said harshly as she adjusted her outfit, glaring at the smug woman behind her.

"Aaw, that's a cute speech, babygirl. But we both know it's not true." Katya replied. She was pushing it again, but it was worth it when she saw Trixie blush a pretty pink, her thighs pressing together just slightly before the girl stomped away, getting herself ready to film the scene.

Trixie layed down on the bed, her body melting into the sheets and soft pillows. The director adjusted her position slightly, propping her back up a little with a pillow and instructing her on how he wanted her legs positioned. Trixie swiftly followed instructions, being professional and experienced, and also desperately wishing for this day to be over as quickly as possible.

As soon as the shoot begun however, Trixie forgot where she was. It was a talent of hers, she always managed to completely block out the people in the room and suddenly she was back in her own baby-pink bedroom, touching herself in front of a small computer screen. She ran her hands across her heated skin, letting all of her frustrations go as she pushed her panties aside to rub soft circles on her sensitive clit. 

Katya watched the girl writhing on the bed, completely mesmerized by her slow movements, the small whimpers that left her half-opened mouth, her free hand squeezing her boob over her bra. Trixie was a vision, and Katya couldn't wait to get her hands on her. 

The brown-eyed girl slipped a finger inside herself, finding herself to be embarrassingly wet already, hating the fact that Katya's words had in fact affected her a lot. She soon pushed away her frustration again tho, letting it dissipate as she added another finger, curling the digits upwards into that spot that made her body shake. 

And then the door opened, and Trixie didn't need to act shocked when she was caught by her fictional roommate. Because when Katya entered, Trixie had completely lost herself to the feeling and forgotten where she was. With wide eyes she stared up at the other woman, completely tongue-tied, two fingers still deep inside of herself. The script was completely gone from her head, all her focus on Katya's smirk and her darkened eyes, which Trixie for once didn't find annoying or offensive. The blue-eyed woman walked in confidently before seductively asking; 

"You mind if I join you?"