Lights, Camera, Action ✔~ trixya

Chapter 8: Catch The Attention

Katya was hot and sweaty, her hair damp from dancing and her clothes starting to feel suffocating. The girl she was dancing with was sexy, too desperate for the pornstar's liking, but a good distraction nevertheless.

Katya needed a distraction, needed her mind to be on anything other than what she had experienced earlier in the day. She needed loud music to drown out the noise of Trixie's pretty moans playing on repeat in her mind, needed the closeness of other women to forget how good the doll's body had felt pressed up against her, needed alcohol to blur her vision until she could no longer see the mesmerizing image of Trixie falling apart beneath her. 

Never before had Katya found herself in a situation where she was the one hooked on a girl. She had always been the one who was being chased, but now here she was, craving Trixie like a drug. It had only been hours and yet all she wanted was to fuck the girl again.
Even worse was the fact that Katya actually found herself missing their conversations. They were a mess, and never long, but a part of her enjoyed them. She liked Trixie standing up to her bullshit, when everyone else would just fall and give into it immediately. Trixie was different, and somehow that was endlessly attractive to the blue-eyed girl. 

"You're so hot." The girl grinding her ass into Katya said. 

"Yeah, I know." Katya responded in an uninterested tone. She was quickly growing bored, as she most often did.

Stable relationships had never been a thing in Katya's life, and not something she'd ever wished for either. They seemed like an inconvenience to her, something that held you back and kept you from being free. And they never worked out in the end anyways, so why fight for something that would eventually fall apart? 

Katya did one-night stands or went on occasional dates, but that was it. Within a week she'd be bored, and move on to the next conquest. Being serious wasn't something she was good at, nor something she ever sought to do. She never wanted to be in a situation where her soul was shirtless, preferring playing a game and hiding behind a character. It's easier to win if no one knows which card you'll play.
Easier not to get hurt if no one knows your weaknesses. Besides leading an independent porn company as a woman was difficult, and there were tons of people who needed to be charmed in order for Katya's business to get where it was now, or for it to even survive in the first place.

The only person who'd ever gotten to see Katya behind the scenes in recent years was Ron, well until Trixie came into her life. Trixie was able to bring out glimpses of who Katya was behind the facade, and that was both thrilling and terrifying to the blue-eyed woman. Katya took far too much joy in teasing the woman to give into it, but at times she found herself almost wanting to drop the act. But letting someone in was risky, even if it was just through a barely cracked window, and it was not a risk she was willing to take. 

"Let's get out of here, Katya. I wanna see your place, baby." The girl dancing against Katya said, attempting to sound seductive. But Katya just pulled away and walked to the bar, already having lost interest.

She ordered another shot of vodka whilst ignoring the woman talking to her, feeling secondhand embarrassment by the way the girl was groveling. Eventually the woman disappeared into the crowd, and Katya's eyes searched for a new target, ignoring every hungry male gaze directed at her.

Her eyes landed on a pretty brunette who was tracing the neckline of her dress with seductive fingers. Katya downed another shot and started to make her way over, when the room's attention suddenly started to shift towards the main entrance, murmurs filling the club. She turned around and stared at where three people had entered, her jaw dropping as she viewed the girl in the center.

For there stood Trixie, shining under club lights in a tight golden sequin dress, her tan skin sparkling and her hair curled in beautiful vintage curls.
She was a vision, and Katya could not look away.