Lights, Camera, Action ✔~ trixya

Chapter 16: Love Is Toxic

It did happen again.
It happened a lot actually.

Soon Trixie and Katya found themselves in a toxic routine of arguing throughout the day and ending up naked in meeting rooms, bathrooms, dressing rooms, and storage closets. They were unable to get along, never wanting to talk anything out calmly, but also entirely unable to keep their hands off of each other. What they had found was that it also caused them to have increasingly electrifying chemistry on screen, their lust for each other apparent through their every action.

The collaboration however was soon coming to a close, most of the planned videos having already been filmed despite the delay caused by the girls' constant fights. And the odd thing was that Katya found herself to be somewhat upset by that fact.
Something inside her was dreading the end of the business deal, not ready to say goodbye to the pretty doll that she'd grown so used to seeing everyday.
That aggravating, childish, bratty, absolutely stunning Barbie doll.

No one had ever gotten under Katya's skin like Trixie did. The girl could provoke her just by raising her eyebrows, turn her on just by looking in her direction, make her cum just by moaning in pretty high pitched notes.

Trixie was an enigma.
A riddle that Katya couldn't solve.
A puzzle with pieces that didn't quite seem to fit together. 

And Katya didn't know what to make of it all.

She was so used to growing bored, her soul always restless and constantly moving on to the next target of her fascination. But Trixie still had her full attention, having Katya trapped in an invisible net. She had no idea what to describe it as. It was uncharted territory that went above simple attraction, that was all she could be certain of. 

Katya had tried to hook up with other women, finding herself regularly visiting the clubs in the area, but always ending up alone at the end of the night. She'd drink with pretty girls, dance with them and press up against them, but when it came to going  further than that she'd quickly grow uninterested.

They brought no challenge, caused no spark. There was nothing to be solved or understood, no extraordinary pull to keep her in their arms. And so she'd leave alone, not taking anyone in her arms again before she had the brown-eyed doll pressed against a wall somewhere. 

She didn't know what to think, she felt as if she was going crazy.  She couldn't understand what it was about the girl with honey brown eyes that had her so hypnotized, but Trixie was a drug that she could not get enough of.
Every time she thought she was done, she'd be back between the girl's legs the next day. And every time Trixie slammed the door, she'd soon come storming back, her lips colliding with Katya's once more.

The blue-eyed girl felt as if she was wandering down a dangerous path. Knives hanging from the ceiling of a dark hallway, ready to cut through her harshly if she opened the wrong door. There were too many directions, too many choices. Too many rooms that she'd never set foot into, too many doors that she was fearful to open. She'd seen the horrible result of letting down your walls first-hand, and it wasn't something she was ever interested in experiencing. 

When you lay your soul bare and let people truly know you, you grant them the access to pull you down. You give them the tools to ruin you.

No, better to let lust take the lead, and separate your brain and heart, never letting your heart influence your decisions. Lives get ruined when you let your heart lead you. Innocence and naivety under the foolish cloak of following your heart, only leads to people getting hurt. People will use those feelings for their own gain.

They'll lie.
And cheat. 

Katya would not be the fool who let her heart steer her towards damnation.

No, Katya would follow her mind as she always had. She could accept giving into desire, but nothing more, even if it lead her to the solution of the puzzle she couldn't yet solve.