"Good morning, Barbie." Katya said jokingly as she placed a tray of fresh orange juice, a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, a glass of water, and some painkillers on the bed infront of the doll who had just woken up.
"Mhm, morning. Kat, you didn't have to to bring me breakfast." Trixie said, a pink blush coating her cheeks.
"It was no trouble. I washed your clothes too, I just gotta get them out of the dryer. Well, not your panties obviously, but the rest of them." The blue eyed girl told her as she got up to leave.
"Thank you." The doll said softly just as the other woman disappeared from the room.
Trixie wasn't used to someone being like this with her. She couldn't remember the last time someone had taken care of her in a similar way, unless she had been severely ill.
It wasn't that her parents were mean or abusive or anything of the sort. They meant well, they just expected so much, too much. It was always about studying, reaching the top of the pyramid, being the best, and so everything else just got lost in that void.The pink haired girl had been scholarly gifted all her life, but this also made her parents more and more competitive. The girl's childhood room had been decorated according to studies done on how to study most efficiently. The room temperature, what things she was allowed to have in her room, the desk placement, all were determined by this factor.
She rarely saw friends, spending every late afternoon with private teachers. Was never allowed relationships, as they were seen as distractions. And was barely allowed to be on her phone or computer, if not for research.Everything she wished for or wanted to do in life was set aside in order for her to be on top academically and get into the best possible college.
Other dreams could wait, her parents had always told her.
"Hello, earth to Trixie?" Katya said waving her hand in front of the stoic girl, having returned with the doll's freshly washed clothes.
"Oh, sorry, spaced out. What did you say?" Trixie asked, realising how wierd it must have looked for her to sit there like a robot with a tray of untouched food in her lap. The pink haired girl quickly took the painkillers and downed them with the water.
"I said, you should eat something. Also, here are your clothes, and I found these panties in my drawer. I think I bought them by a mistake years ago, never used them, but I think they might fit you." The blue eyed girl said, placing the items in front of the other woman. The doll picked up the sandwich and started eating, moaning at the taste.
"You can't make sounds like that, you're too hot." Katya teased, acting as if the girl had just greatly offended her, making the doll giggle.
"Says the super toned, biker chick, with insane arm muscles and tattoos." Trixie countered, the comment making the blonde blush.
"Anyways, there's a towel for you by the shower, feel free to use anything in there." The blue eyed girl informed, not trusting herself to stay calm if the previous conversation continued. Especially not seeing as Trixie's nipples were hard and showing prominently through the thin fabric of the tshirt, and Katya was painfully aware that the girl only had panties on underneath it.
"You trying to kick me out, bitch?" Trixie joked with a raised eyebrow.
"No, I'm trying to get your dressed so I can breathe." The blonde joked back, both of them laughing loudly at their own dumb humor. Trixie finished eating and emptied the orange juice, setting the tray aside before replying;
"What if I just undress more instead?"
"Trix... I'm trying really hard to be a respectful host." Katya responded nervously as the girl's fingers gripped the hem of the tshirt.
"And I'm trying really hard to make you fuck me again." The doll replied teasingly.
The blue eyed girl took a deep breath, sitting down on the bed next to the doll, reaching over to prevent the girl's hands from pulling the tshirt off.
"Listen, as much as I want to, and in the dear name of God, Jesus and Satan, I want to. I just don't think today is the day for it. I don't know everything that went on with you yesterday, but clearly it was something, and you yourself said that sex was becoming complicated for you. So, let's just hold off on it for a couple of days at least, or more if you need it. I don't want you doing something that you're gonna feel bad about later on. Okay?" Katya said placing a soft kiss on top of the brown eyed girl's head.
"Okay..." Trixie replied weakly.
"Please, don't feel bad. It's not in any way a rejection or anything." The blonde said, slight panic rising.
"No, no. It's not that I think that, I've just... never had anyone care about me like this, especially not when the offer of sex was involved." The pink haired girl replied softly.
"Well, you do now." Katya said with a small smile, the other girl nodding in response.
"I'm gonna go shower so I can get dressed. Wouldn't want you not breathing for too long." Trixie joked as she grabbed the stack of clothes and headed into the bathroom, a tingling feeling in her stomach as she thought of the sweet and kind blue eyed girl.
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We Can Solve For X ✔~ trixya
Fanfiction"Oh, we have a newcomer. What's your name, sweetie?" The counselor asked the girl. "Hey everyone, I'm Trixie Mattel." The girl told them, speaking in a far more confident tone than the blue eyed girl had expected her to. "Do you want to tell everyo...