An Apple A Day(Trixya)

Little Bird

Katya was bored. Her and Trixie had been watching TV for about two hours and well she was getting bored. Trixie was reading a book and drinking wine, not really paying attention to Katya or the television. It bugged Katya. She had no idea why though. "Trixie?"

"Yes?"

"Did you miss me?" Trixie took off her glasses and looked at Katya.

"Is that important?"

"No, I just wanted to know."

"Hmm, okay then."

"So?"

"So what?"

"Did you miss me?"

"Did you want me too?"

"Ugh Trixie."

"Awe, what's wrong little bird?"

"Don't call me that."

"Why not?"

"Because.."

"Because what..little bird?"

"Whatever." Katya rolled her eyes and huffed as Trixie chuckled, going back to her book. "So, did you?"

"Hmph, did you?"

"No."

"Then no love."

"What?"

"I said no, I didn't miss you."

"Hey!"

"What? Since you're lying, why can't I?" Katya looked at Trixie in shock. Trixie smiled and ruffled Katya's hair. "You're just so cute." Katya slapped away Trixie's hand and crossed her arms. "Awe, are you mad at me?" Katya sat silent and rolled her eyes once again. Trixie clicked her tongue as she set her book down. She softly grabbed Katya's chin and made Katya look in her eyes. "I asked you a question..little bird." Katya gasped as she stared into Trixie's eyes. "It's not nice to ignore people love. I'm pretty sure your mother taught you better than that," Trixie leaned close to Katya's ear as she smirked. "And if she didn't then mommy will." Chills ran through Katya's body as she melted into Trixie's touch. "You must have really missed me huh?" Trixie let go of Katya's face and stood up, walking into the kitchen. Katya's mind was fuzzy as she watched Trixie walk away. This wasn't supposed to happen. Katya wanted the relationship between her and Trixie to be only as teacher and student. Although, she kind of already failed at that by being here in the first place. Katya turned around and leaned over the back of the sofa, looking at Trixie pour herself another glass of wine. "Staring is rude Katya."

"So is making someone wet then walking away." Trixie raised an eyebrow and laughed.

"You got me there."

"Trixie."

"Hmph?"

"Fuck me." Trixie spilled her wine as she began to cough, a bit taken back by what Katya had just said.

"W-what?"

"You heard me."

"Did I hear you correctly though?" Trixie unbuttoned her shirt and cursed under her breathe. Katya stood up, walking in the kitchen. She looked into Trixie's eyes as she smirked. Katya slowly ran her tongue over Trixie's chest, cleaning up the spilled wine. Trixie kept her eyes locked with Katya's, feeling a familiar warmth.