Serendipity- trixya

20: La France

Katya groaned slightly as her eyes fluttered open, immediately getting blinded by the harsh light beaming in through the airplane window on the row in front of her. The slight turbulence had awoken her as the armrests were assaulted with her grip hardening around them in fear. The annoyance of her front-seat neighbor not having enough decency to consider shutting the blinds was almost unbearing. For a second she considered kicking the chair and blaming it on turbulence. It wasn't me. Oh, also, can you shut your fucking window you god damn moron. Not very effective to say the least.

Trixie's light snores pulled her out of her anger and into a state of tranquility. The doll was basically hugging her like a baby koala, head tucked into her neck and a leg thrown over Katya's own. For a second she considered not waking her. Letting her remain in her peaceful slumber where Katya could stare at her for as long as she wanted. What did it matter if she made noise? The silent war between Katya and the front row made her petty but as Trixie's snores grew in sound there was no way they could go on without getting looks.

"Hey, Trixabelle, wake up my love, you're snoring", Katya whispered, gently nudging her girlfriend's shoulders. When she did not get any indication of Trixie having heard her, she began peppering her head with kisses to try to get her attention.

"Katya I swear to god I'll kill you two", Bianca spat out with an eye roll from the aisle seat. There obviously was no real malice behind her statement, but Katya also knew not to fuck around when Bianca was in a pissy mood. Adore reached out her hand across the aisle and put it on top of Bianca's which had gone almost white from gripping the stool so hard. Although she was a self-proclaimed badass, the one thing she did not fuck with was flying.

"Sorry B", she replied, grabbing a bottle of water from her backpack and handing it to Bianca who accepted it with a grateful smile.

"Kitty Kat?", the doll said after a few seconds of Katya petting her head. Sitting up and rubbing her eyes and blinking rapidly at the harsh light from the front-row window.

"Good morning my sweetheart", she replied, ecstatic to see her favorite person conscious again. Trixie looked around taking in the atmosphere around them and bringing a smile to Katya's face at her insistent beauty.

"Are we in France?"

"Babygirl... we're on the plane", Katya choked out in between laughs, making Trixie blush furiously. The Russian glanced at Bianca and was delighted to see her smiling at their exchange as opposed to carving her voodoo dolls of them holding hands which she had, on more than one occasion, showed Katya.

"Oh... Well, how long is it left then?"

"An hour, my love", she replied, looking over at Bianca who now had a grinning Adore in her lap kissing her gently. Katya smiled warmly at the sight before it was disrupted by an air stewardess who abruptly told the pair to separate. Adore muttered something about homophobia under her breath but jumped off of Bianca and sat down in her own seat, pouting with crossed arms. The older woman blew her a kiss

"Katya can you please kiss me now. It's been at least three minutes since I woke up and it's honestly a hate crime that you haven't tried yet", Trixie smirked, also having watched the exchange between the couple next to them.

"Are you trying to prove a point baby girl?"

"Well, I guess I just want to let our friend group know who the elite dykes are."

"So pretty much, I would let Gemma know that she is a fat cunt, right?"

"Right", Trixie giggled, grabbing Katya's jaw and bringing it down to collide their lips together. The Russian's lips are the best she has ever tasted. There is no dispute regarding that. They are soft, delicate, and she knows just how to make them feel the best against Trixie's own. None of her past encounters had made her feel like a giddy teenager as much as Katya does. Something in her lights up. It's almost magical and-