6 months later...
After her long and tiring workout to get her pre-baby body back, Trixie makes her way to the living room. She expects to find Katya and Yelena, who she's deemed the best baby ever, playing on the floor but instead finds them both fast asleep on one of the large, cushy recliners. She can't help but smile at the sight; Katya with her hair matted and mouth hanging open, light snores escaping with each breath, and a peaceful, and always adorable with her soft, blonde hair and little cute nose, looking Yelena lying on her stomach on Katya's stomach and chest.
Trixie leans forward to place a kiss on the top of Yelena's head before carefully climbing onto the recliner and snuggling in next to Katya. She places her right hand on Katya's hand that sits flatly on Yelena's back, keeping her from moving around, or rolling over, then gives Katya a kiss on the cheek. Katya's nose twitches from the touch, and she slowly opens her eyes, squinting at the bright, natural light coming in through the windows. She looks to Trixie and smiles, then looks down to Yelena before smiling even more then closes her mouth and licks her lips, trying to get moisture back into them before speaking.
"Hi, detka." She croaks out, then giggles and looks back down to her child, "Hi, other detka."
"You're a goon." Trixie giggles and rolls her eyes.
"But you love me. Kiss?" Katya asks, staring at Trixie with her beautiful blue eyes and puckering her lips. Trixie cups Katya's cheek, pulling her in for a quick, sweet peck.
"How was your workout?" Katya breathes, her breath ghosting across Trixie's lips.
"Good. I think I might even look better now than before." She smiles slyly.
"Yeah? Lemme be the judge of that." Katya forcefully, but quietly pushes Trixie off the chair.
Trixie lifts her shirt up to reveal her still slightly sweaty stomach. It's completely flat with the faint outline of her abs that hadn't existed before. Katya bites her lip, whining as she looks Trixie up and down. She loves Yelena to death but at times like these, part of her wishes she wasn't there or that she could be by herself, so she could just fuck Trixie silly wherever she wanted, and as loud as she wanted.
"I applaud myself on scoring the hottest MILF ever." Katya smirks.
"Hmm... I don't know, I think I take the cake on that one." Trixie smirks back, letting her shirt fall and checking out Katya. She crawls back onto the chair less than gracefully and Yelena starts to stir, clenching and unclenching her tiny hands.
"Aw, way to go." Katya, picking Yelena up and putting the chair back into an upright position.
Trixie mouths a "sorry", and leans in to blow raspberries on Yelena's stomach. Yelena erupts in loud giggles, her mouth opens wide in a smile showing off her one tooth. Trixie and Katya can't help but giggle loudly as well.
When their giggles die down, Katya speaks up. "So what did you want to do today?"
"Something outside, it's really nice out." Trixie replies.
"We could go to the park? Or out in the pool?" Katya suggests.
"Ooh, yeah, let's go swim! I picked up a new suit for Yelena a couple days ago, it's so cute. I'll meet you out back!" Trixie says excitedly.
Katya watches as she bounds up the stairs with Yelena like a child going off to play dress up with its doll. Trixie loved buying new clothes for her all the time, Katya was positive Yelena had more than the two of them combined. She gets up out of the chair, walking quietly to and up the stairs and into the walk-in closet in their bedroom. She pulls out a black sports bra and a pair of red shorts. She refused to wear the horribly designed string bikinis yet insisted that Trixie wear them because it turned her on to see her in such skimpy clothing.
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My Fiancé's Sister ~ Trixya
FanfictionTrixie Mattel believes she has everything she wants in life, that's until she meets her fiancé's sister. ... Trixie as a comic book and sketch artist Katya as a tattoo artist *this concept is not original*