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Welcome home, Willow. (Biadore) - bigandbilky

Hello people of the internet, it’s your favorite dyke. Here is the smut I promised for you hungry little fuckers. I saw the prompt of Danny picking Roy up from the airport and I just had to write about that. I know, it took a while but I had my wisdom teeth removed and was dying a little. But I made it back. Anyway enjoy this little fluffy smut. Peace out. Word count: 3459.

Danny has been looking forward to this day for weeks. After months and months of touring, Roy was finally coming home. Danny promised Roy that he would pick him up from the airport and give him a nice ride home instead of a cab. Roy tried to say no but Danny insisted, and he knew Roy couldn’t say no. Roy had a weak spot for Danny when it came to anything he did or said, and Danny knew that. It was at great use for Danny, getting what he wanted. So, Danny kept on bugging Roy to allow him to pick him up until Roy finally gave in. Danny had squealed like a little kid, which made Roy laugh. Who knew someone could be so happy picking someone up from the airport? But there was a whole other reason to the fact that Danny wanted to pick up Roy. Only Roy didn’t know, and he wouldn’t find out until he got home. Danny had a surprise planned and he was damn proud of it.

Danny woke up early that day, even though Roy didn’t land until 3. It wasn’t his intention to wake up so early, but excitement ran through his body as soon he picked up his phone for the first time, to check the time. It was only 7 AM, but seeing the date alerted him awake. September 12. Roy would arrive today. Danny got up with the biggest smile preparing his breakfast. He sat on the sofa, feet tucked underneath him. His plate balanced on one leg and scrolling through his Instagram page. There was a picture of Roy in a plane, neck pillow wrapped around him and holding a glass of wine. “The clown is coming home LA!” Danny smiled and replied on the picture. “Can’t wait to pick you up! I’ll bring a van for your wheelchair.” As soon as Danny hit send, fans started replying to his comment. Danny chuckled and locked his phone. He took a long, refreshing shower and picked out his clothes carefully. He wanted to look good when Roy was coming. After getting dressed, Danny went to Roy’s place. On his way to Roy’s house Danny practiced a new song that he was working on. The road to Roy’s apartment was slow and Danny got annoyed. Traffic in Los Angeles was always a bitch and Danny hated it. He yelled at people, even though they couldn’t hear him. But that wasn’t the point.

“Use your fucking turn signal, you dickhead!” Danny yelled and slammed the steering wheel. Danny took a deep breath and the car turned right. Danny sighed and drove further to Roy’s apartment.

Arriving at Roy’s, Danny was immediately attacked by Sammy and Dede. Even though Danny came every day to feed them and walk them for about four times a day, they still were hyperactive when Danny entered. Danny greeted them by scratching them on their soft heads and walked up to the couch. He looked around the room, while Dede settled on his lap. Sammy went back to their little cushions but still staring at Danny. Danny turned on some music and was once again scrolling through his feed. He checked the time and still had to wait four hours to pick up Roy. Danny decided to take a nap and set his alarm in three hours, so he had enough time to pick up Roy since he lived close to the airport.

Danny woke up by Dede licking his face. When he finally came back to reality, he heard his alarm ringing. Now it made sense why Dede licked his face. Danny snoozed his alarm and sat up. He rubbed his eyes and sighed. He finally could go pick up Roy. He told Dede and Sammy he would be back soon and closed the door behind him. Walking to his car his phoned Pinged. He got it out of his pocket while getting in the car.

Willow: Landing soon. Can’t wait to see you x

Danny smiled at his phone and put it in the passenger seat. He fired up the engine and drove to the airport. Looking at the distance it was only a fifteen-minute drive, but because of the traffic it took him forty-five minutes to get to the airport. He parked his car somewhere in the middle of nowhere and walked to the entrance hall. He made a little sign that said “Mr. Haylock”. He knew Roy would hate it, but Danny did it for a laugh. With the sign tucked under his arms he strutted to the entrance. There weren’t many people waiting. A few people already came walking out and Danny eagerly waited for Roy to walk through those two doors. Danny’s gaze never left those two automatic doors. He held the sing in front of him because his arms got sleepy after keeping it in the air for so long. Suddenly a lot of people started flowing in and Danny was no longer alone waiting on his loved one. People were pushing him against the fences and he got annoyed slowly. Roy better hurry the fuck up because Danny wanted to leave. After about five long minutes Danny finally saw the face he desperately wanted to see. The biggest smile crept on Danny’s face as he held the sign up again. He saw Roy roll his eyes, but a smile appeared on his face.

“Hey pussyfart.” Roy said, walking straight into Danny’s arms. Danny wrapped his arms around Roy’s neck and nuzzled his face into Roy, inhaling his scent.

"I missed you.” Danny whispered, leave a soft kiss on Roy’s jaw, turning his face to stare into his brown eyes. Roy smiled.

“I didn’t miss you at all.” Roy joked, and Danny snorted. Danny threw the sign in the nearest trash can and grabbed one of Roy’s suitcases.

“Let’s go home.” Danny said, and Roy sighed, followed by a nod. As they walked out of the airport, Danny’s hand crept into Roy’s and he intertwined their fingers. He saw Roy smile from the corner of his eyes but kept walking. Of course, Danny forgot where he parked his car, so it took them about ten minutes to find it. They loaded all of Roy’s luggage into Danny’s small trunk but somehow it fit. Roy put his hand on Danny’s leg as he was driving towards Roy’s apartment. Roy ran his fingers across Danny’s thigh, tracing random patterns. Danny’s breath hitched in at the back of his throat, Roy smirked at what he was doing.

“What’s wrong, Dan?” Roy asked. Danny groaned.

“Nothing. I just want to get home.” Roy finally looked at Danny and from the look on his face, Roy knew something was going on.

“What are you hiding from me?” Roy asked, and Danny turned his head to face Roy. Danny smiled at Roy.

“Nothing. I’m just really happy to see you again.” Danny said. It wasn’t a complete lie. He was happy to see Roy again, but he just really wanted to get home and get his hands all over Roy’s body. His dick twitched as he thought of what Roy would do to him later. Roy snorted and focused his eyes on the road in front of him. After about 30 minutes stuck in traffic, they finally made it to Roy’s apartment. They unloaded the trunk and took the elevator upstairs. As soon as Roy put his key in the lock, they heard excited barks coming from the other side. Danny chuckled.

“They missed you as much as I did.” Danny said, and Roy smiled. Roy opened the door and was attacked by his two hyperactive dogs. Roy’s smile grew big and walked in side. He let himself fall onto the couch and within two seconds, the dogs jumped on to him and started licking his face. Danny brought the suitcases to his room and checked if his preparations were still in the right place, putting some finishing touches to it. He closed the door behind him and walked back into the living room. Roy was still lying on the couch, Sammy rolled up between his legs and Dede spread across his stomach. Roy his eyes were closed, and Danny assumed he fell asleep. He quickly took a picture but forgot his sound was still on. Roy stirred but didn’t wake up. He posted the picture on Instagram. “I could watch this forever.” He closed his phone and put it on the kitchen table. Danny walked up to Roy and placed a wet kiss on his forehead, causing Roy to wake up. Roy smiled at Danny and lifted his head, so that their lips met. Danny softly pressed his lips onto Roy’s and couldn’t help the soft moan that escaped his throat. Roy carefully picked Dede off his stomach and placed him next to Sammy on the couch. Roy sat up and Danny slid into his lap, resting his arms around Roy’s neck.

“I’m so happy you’re finally home,” Danny whispered and kissed Roy again. “I have a surprise for you.”

“I knew you were up to something!” Roy softly yelled, and Danny giggled. He got out of Roy’s lap and took his hand. He guided Roy to his bedroom and slowly opened the door. The bed was carefully made in fresh sheets, a heart carved out in red rose pastels and candles spread across the whole room. Roy stared at Danny.

“You did this for me?” Roy asked, and Danny nodded sweetly. Roy closed the door and slammed Danny against it. Roy eyes darkened hungrily kissed Danny’s full lips and Danny let out a loud moan.

“I missed that sound,” Roy said, as he pulled away from the kiss. “I miss that sound that you only make for me.” Danny bucked his hips against Roy’s. Roy tore Danny off the wall and carefully threw him on the bed. Danny pulled on Roy shirt.

“Off.” Danny said, breathless. Roy obliged and took his shirt off. Danny ran his hands over his toned body, sending shivers down Roy his spine. Danny ran his hand up to Roy’s neck and pushed it down, connecting their lips again. Roy softly grinded his hips against Danny’s and they both let out a moan. Danny let his hands fall from Roy his neck, to unbutton his jeans. Roy wiggled out of his jeans and threw them on the floor somewhere. Roy did the same to Danny’s pants. When Danny’s pants came off, he saw a bulge tucked under his pink underwear. Of course, Danny wore those stupid pink thongs. Roy hated to admit that he actually liked them. Roy hooked his fingers in around the soft fabric, Danny pushing his hips into Roy’s hands. But Roy pushed him back on the mattress.

“Someone’s eager.” Roy said, removing his hands from the pink fabric and tugged at Danny’s shirt. Danny lifted his body up and Roy took his shirt off. Roy put his hands on Danny’s chest, slowing tracing his black painted fingers down his torso. Danny let out a shaky breath and closed his eyes. He waited so long for Roy to touch him, he almost forgot what it felt like. Roy’s hands trailed down his stomach and stopped above the waistband of his pink thongs.

“Please.” Danny breathed out. Roy cocked his eyebrow.

“Please, what?” Roy whispered and looked at Danny, who still had his eyes closed. Danny groaned.

“Please take them off. I need you to touch me.” Danny said, rushing his words out. His breathing was unsteady, and he started bucking his hips. Roy smirked and hooked his thumps back on the pink fabric. Danny lifted his hips off the mattress and Roy finally took the pink fabric off, tossing it on the floor. Roy’s eyes darted off towards Danny’s free dick. He licked his lips. God had he missed this view. Danny opened one eye and saw Roy staring at his member. Danny gulped down and bucked his hips. The tip of his dick touched Roy’s lips and Danny shuddered at the contact. Roy smirked and slowly licked the head. Danny moaned loudly and squeezed his eyes shut again. Roy closed his mouth around his dick and slowly slid his mouth down until the head hit the back of his throat. Danny groaned. Roy came back up and let his member go. He crawled back up to Danny.

“Tease.” Danny whispered, and Roy smiled. Roy leaned his head next to Danny’s ear.

“I want you to ride me.” Roy said and scraped his teeth over Danny’s earlobe. Danny held his breath and nodded his head. Roy crawled off his and walked off to the bathroom. He returned without boxers and a condom over his member. He threw the bottle of lube onto the bed. Danny shifted to the other side of the bed, so that Roy could lay down. But Roy didn’t.

“Turn around, face down.” Roy ordered, and Danny immediately did what he was told. He turned his body around and pushed his face between the pillows. Danny heard the bottle of lube open and the sticky liquid being squirted onto Roy’s fingers. Roy sat on his knees and enjoyed the view. Roy knew Danny was all too eager to feel his fingers inside him. Roy trailed his finger around his hole. Danny whimpered and pushed his butt against Roy’s fingers, but Roy didn’t care. He kept tracing circled around the tense muscles. He kept doing it until Danny cried out.

"Just put the other one in, please.” Danny moaned, and Roy finally gave in. He dipped one of his fingers in and Danny let out a satisfied moan. Roy slowly pumped his finger in and out. As soon he felt that Danny was beginning to open up, he added another finger. Danny’s moans came more frequent and he was grinding his hips with Roy’s rhythm. Roy wanted to add another finger, but Danny stopped him.

“Roy, please. I need your dick.” Danny cried and crawled onto his knees. He pulled Roy down onto the mattress. Danny placed his knees on both sides on Roy torso and licked his lips. He loved doing this and Roy allowing him to, made him even more turned on than he already was. Danny slowly lowered himself onto Roy, and Roy’s hand snaked up to Danny’s hips. The tip of Roy’s dick slowly pushed into his hole and they both let out a moan. Danny lowered himself completely onto Roy and they both sighed at the contact. Danny slowly started grinding hips back and forth and the moans flew across the room. Roy’s knuckles turned white on how much pressure he was putting on Danny’s hips. Danny placed one of his hands on Roy’s chest and the other one wrapped around his own dick. He moved his hand on the same rhythm as the trusts. Danny’s mouth hung open and he kept moaning. He slowly started picking up the pace and Roy’s pants became heavier.

“Keep going, baby.” Roy moaned and digged his nails into Danny’s skin. Sweat started to build on Danny’s forehead and his hair sticked to the sides of his face. Danny kept going faster and faster.

“I’m—close.” Roy stammered, and Danny just nodded. He lowered his body on to Roy’s. His arm hurts from jacking off so fast but he kept going.

“Baby.” Danny moaned loudly, and before he knew it, his load shot onto Roy’s stomach. His body trembled. He put his other and back on Roy his chest and kept grinding his hips. Roy held his breath and Danny felt the his cum shoot into the condom. Danny moaned and collapsed against Roy. Both of their breaths were unsteady and sweat dripped off their faces. Danny pushed his body up and whined at the loss of Roy’s dick. He rolled off Roy but kept his head on Roy’s chest. Danny turned his head to see that Roy was already staring at him. Roy planted a kiss on Danny’s head.

“I’m going to shower. Care to save water and join me?” Roy asked as he sat up. Danny smiled and nodded.

“You know I’m all about saving water.” Danny said and followed Roy to the bathroom. Roy turned on the water and stepped in. He sighed as the hot water engulfed around his body. Danny wrapped his arms around his waist and kissed the back of his neck. The taste of sweat still lingered on Roy’s neck. Danny let go and they both washed their bodies. Roy stepped out first and dried himself off. He disappeared back into the bedroom. Danny stood under the shower a bit longer but eventually turned the water off. He dried himself and walked back into the room. He saw that Roy changed the sheets. Roy was sprawled across the bed, mouth hung open as soft snores escaped his mouth. Danny smiled at this view. He walked up to the drawer and put on a clean thong. He picked Roy’s shirt from the floor and walked towards the kitchen. Danny’s stomach growled. He peaked into the living room, seeing that the dogs were still fast asleep. He stumbled around the kitchen, making something to eat for himself. He was so focused on his meal that he didn’t hear that Roy sneaked up behind him and leaned against the counter. Roy kept his eyes focused on Danny’s figure, wondering how he got so lucky to have him to himself. Their feelings for each other were obvious from the first moment they laid eyes on each other during Drag Race. Roy was afraid Danny was never going to love someone much older than him, but Danny proofed him wrong. He didn’t care about ages, he loves Roy, and nothing will change that. Roy walked up to Danny and squeezed his ass. Danny moaned and gripped the counter.

“I thought you were asleep.” Danny said and turned around, big green eyes staring into Roy’s. Roy placed his lips onto Danny’s and kissed him deeply.

“Hmmm, I was but I missed you.” Roy said and let his hands rest on Danny his butt. Danny pulled on Roy his hips and turned them around.

“Sit,” Danny said, and Roy raised his eyebrow. “Please?” Roy smirked and lifted his body onto the kitchen counter. Danny trailed his hands down to the waistband of Roy’s boxers and slowly pushed them down. Roy bit his lip and tangled his hands into Danny’s hair. Roy liked it that Danny’s hair had grown longer. Danny kneeled and moved his tongue over Roy’s inner thighs and Roy let out a soft moan. He knew not to be too loud or he would wake the dogs. Roy’s dick was still semi hard from earlier so Danny didn’t have to do much to make it hard again. One of Danny’s hands was on Roy’s thigh and the other one was playing with his balls. Roy moaned and that encouraged Danny to place his mouth over his head, without a warning. Roy wanted to buck his hips, but Danny pushed him down. His tongue swayed over his head and he let it go, a trail of salvia still attached to his lips and Roy’s head. Roy moaned again.

“Please, baby.” He begged, and Danny could feel his legs go weak. Danny wrapped his mouth around Roy’s dick and hollowed his cheeks. He slowly bopped his head, Roy’s dick hitting the back of Danny’s throat every time. Danny tried to suppress a gag but failed. The vibrations on Roy’s dick made him go crazy. Danny bopped his head faster and moaned around Roy’s member. Roy tightened his grip in Danny’s hair. Danny fastened his pace, occasionally letting go of Roy’s dick and licking down his shaft. Danny wrapped his mouth around his dick again and bopped his head. He kept going faster and Roy was panting.

“C—Close.” Roy said, out of breath. Danny smirked and moaned again, knowing the vibrations would bring Roy right over the edge. And it worked. Roy’s cum shot down Danny’s throat and Danny happily swallowed it.

“You’re such a whore.” Roy chuckled, and Danny sat up again. He kissed Roy deeply.

“Only for you, willow.” Danny said and smiled. Roy closed his eyes and sighed.

“I missed you. I swear, I didn’t know how much until now.” Danny laughed.

“Are you the one becoming sappy now?” Danny said and snaked his arms around Roy’s neck. “But for the record, I missed you too. So much.” Roy smiled softly and pecked his lips. Danny returned to his food and Roy sat down at the kitchen table. Danny placed a plate in front of Roy.

“Welcome home, willow.”

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Hidden Secrets (Trixya) Chapter One - bigandbilky

Greeting earthlings my name is Serena and i suffer from Writer’s Block. BUT!! I wrote a lil sumting for y'all. It’s gonna be multiple chapters but idk how many lol. Anyway this is Trixya inspired by Marvel TV Series: Daredevil. (You don’t have to watch it, i’m not putting in major spoilers!) You can also read this at my AO3! Enjoy x Word count: 3010

Summary: Katya is a criminal and Trixie falls in love with her and gets tangled into Katya’s life.

Trixie propped her head on her hand as she stared out of the window of the tailor shop. Kim had set her up for an extra shift because the store was so busy. Clearly that was not the case. Over the whole day she had literally four costumers and they only came to pick up their custom garments. Trixie picked her pink polished nails out of boredom. Amy was in the back sorting out their new fabrics and Trixie was left in the front, watching people pass the shop without even looking up. You could easily spot the tourists, as they looked so lost in a big city like New York. People from New York knew where they were going, without looking up from their phones or other things they were occupied with.

A door behind Trixie opened and closed, a soft breeze of air flew across Trixie’s skin, leaving goosebumps on her arms. Trixie turned her head and focused on the person behind her. Kim stood behind her, hands in her pockets.

“How’s it going?” She asked, leaning against the counter. Trixie rolled her eyes.

“Oh yeah, so busy. People are coming in every second.” Trixie’s voice was dripping with sarcasm and Kim laughed. “Listen, I don’t know why you let me come in today. Cleary there isn’t much I can do, and I feel really useless.” Trixie sighed, and Kim shrugged.

“Don’t worry, we’re closing soon. It’s almost six.” Kim said and softly brushed over Trixie’s shoulder. “You want to grab dinner later? Maybe Amy can tag along.” Kim said, and Trixie nodded.

“That’d be great. I’m not in the mood to make my own diner.” Kim nodded.

“I’ll ask Amy.” Kim said and disappeared through the door again. Trixie turned her head back towards the windows and noticed someone was staring inside. Trixie smiled but raised an eyebrow. It was a woman with blonde hair, dark grey pant suit with a purple blouse, tucked underneath in her pants. Two men stood next to her, both looking the other way, almost as if they were bodyguards. Trixie sworn she’d seen that woman before, but she can’t recall from where. The woman turned around and walked away. Trixie glanced at the clock, signaling it was six and she stood up. She walked towards the door and turned around the sign to closed. The stuck the key in the key-hole and twisted it so the door was locked. Trixie did her usual routine, counted the register and stuffed it safely in the safe that stood in the back office. She grabbed her purse, coat and waited for Kim and Amy to show from the other side.

“Amy is already out. Turkey is sick, so she had to go home.” Kim said, Trixie immediately making a mental note she had to ask about Turkey, Amy’s cat, the next day. She nodded and they both left the store. Locking the back door behind them.

“What do you want to eat?” Kim asked, and Trixie shrugged. “Pizza?” Trixie smiled, and they started walking to their favorite little Italian restaurant. They reached the restaurant about ten minutes later. As they walked in, the owner greeted them and led them to their usual table, tucked away far in the back. Trixie order a plain cheese pizza and Kim got one with seafood. They were silently eating their pizza, when the door opened and closed right away. Trixie glanced up and saw the same blonde woman that stood in front of their shop earlier. Trixie shifted her gaze back to her pizza. The woman sat two tables away from the two and Trixie couldn’t help but listen to their conversation.

“I don’t care what you have to do. Just take care of the problem.” The woman spoke, voice thick with a foreign accent. Maybe European? Trixie looked back at Kim and opened her mouth to say something, but Kim’s phone ringing interrupted her. Kim stared at the caller ID. Trixie’s eyes followed Kim’s, landing on the lit-up phone. Naomi.

“You’re not going to pick up, are you?” Trixie said, slightly annoyed. Kim and Naomi had broken up two months ago, but Naomi still called her on a daily basis, probably begging Kim to take her back. Kim shrugged.

“It’s probably nothing.” Kim said and locked her phone. Not even two seconds later, Naomi called back. Trixie’s hand reached for the phone, but Kim smacked her hand away.

“I don’t need you to handle this for me. I’m a big girl.” Trixie knew that was a lie. She had known Kim for over ten years, and she knew goddamn well Kim can’t handle this on her own. But for now, she chose just to ignore this. The blonde woman stood up, and swiftly walked by, leaving the restaurant. The woman left behind a trail of expensive smelling perfume. Kim was telling things to Naomi, but Trixie chose to ignore them. The blonde woman kept creeping around in her head, the smell of her perfume lingering in her nostrils.

Trixie arrived back at her apartment about an hour later. She took most of her pizza home and Kim left to see how Amy and her cat were doing. Trixie took a brief shower and sat on the couch, feet tucked neatly beneath her. She flipped through the channels, landing on Catfish. Trixie had already seen every episode and every season of it, but she never stopped enjoying watching it. She was always fascinated by what people would do to get relationships, but also how to deal with personal issues or other things. Those episodes where everything went perfectly, and the people actually met them, made her heart melt. Trixie always wished something like that would happen to her. Not the catfish part of course, but finding someone and immediately falling for the person, know it was simply meant to be.

Trixie kept watching Catfish until some stupid other show came on, and she turned off the TV. She padded her way to her bedroom, switching off every light that was still on. She crawled under the covers and fell into a peaceful dream, focusing on the cars speeding by.

Trixie’s alarm was way too early. Yet another day at work, waiting for literally no one to show up. Trixie placed her blonde hair in a bun on her head and applied a small amount of make up to her face. She picked out some dark blue denim jeans with a pink t-shirt. The put on her black velvet Dr. Martens and walked to the kitchen. The brewed herself some coffee and quickly ate an apple. She poured the coffee into a travel mug and placed it on the counter. She got her coat from the hanger and place a thick scarf around her neck.

Trixie walked towards the shop, multiple people bumping into her, but she barely cared anymore. She had lived in New York for about four years and was honestly really used to people being in her way all the time. Trixie stared down at her watch as she was stopped by a red traffic light. She only had five minutes left or she was going to be late. She mentally cursed at the traffic light for being red so long. After what felt like an eternity, the light turned green and Trixie stormed over to the other side of the road. She practically ran the last few blocks to work and managed to be right on time.

She slid the key into the door and opened it. She noticed the lights weren’t on yet and the alarm started beeping. She typed in the alarm code and went to the office of the store. She carefully opened the safe and took out the register drawer. She heard the door open behind her, revealing Kim. She muttered a good morning and strutted off towards the little kitchen to make coffee for herself.

“Have you heard from Amy?” Trixie asked, as she stood in the doorway of the kitchen. Kim looked up and shook her head.

“Not yet but she would text me if she wasn’t able to come. Haven’t heard anything so I assume she’s coming in.” Kim said and as soon as she finished her sentence, the door opened and closed again. “Speak of the devil.” Kim joked as Amy walked towards them.

“Good morning. How’s Turkey?” Trixie asked, stepping aside so Amy could pass.

“He’s better now. At least keeping his food in his stomach. The vet said I had nothing to worry about.” Amy answered and gladly took the steaming mug of coffee Kim held out for her.

“That’s good,” Trixie said, and Amy smiled, sipping from her coffee. “Well I’ll open the store. If I need anything, I’ll let you know.” Trixie said and walked towards the front of the store. The placed the drawer in the register and walked towards the door to open it. She turned the sign to open and walked back towards the countertop. She rearranged some fabric patches they had in the showcase. Trixie looked up when she heard the doorbell jingle and saw someone stepping in.

“Welcome to Honeycomb Tailor shop. How can I help you?” Trixie said, probably in a way too friendly voice. Trixie let her eyes wonder through the shop, since the costumer didn’t reply to her friendly voice. She noticed there were two people waiting outside. Her gaze shifted back to the person standing in front of her. It took her only two seconds to realize it was the same mysterious woman that stood in front of the window a day earlier and the same person she had seen in her favorite Italian restaurant. Trixie swallowed hard.

“You do custom suits, yes?” The woman’s voice again thick with an accent. Trixie nodded slowly.

“Yes, we do. I’ll ask someone in here to help you.” Trixie said and smiled politely. The woman stared in her eyes.

“No no, you can do it.” The woman said, the accent seemed to have disappeared from her voice. Trixie stared at the woman, slightly raising her eyebrows. She never did a custom suit before, normally that’s something Kim would do.

“But, eh, I never did a custom suit before. My colleague specializes in it.” Trixie stammered, the woman seemed unbothered by her words.

“I’ll teach you. It’s not that hard.” A voice from behind said and Trixie spun around, Kim standing there with a smug look on her face. “Follow me this way.” Kim directed her voice to the woman. She walked out to the far-right corner of the shop, where a little platform was located. Kim mentioned for the blonde to step on it and gave Trixie her a measuring tape.

“First you measure the total height and write it down.” Kim instructed, and Trixie suddenly got nervous. Her hands trembled around the tape as the held it at the feet of the woman, slowly going upwards to the top of her head. Trixie was sure the blonde could feel her shaky breath on her neck.

“Five feet nine inches.” Trixie mumbled under her breath and Kim wrote it down.

“Now the shoulders.” Kim said, and Trixie carefully placed the tape around the blonde’s shoulders. Trixie was about to say the width of her shoulder, when she was interrupted.

“I haven’t fully introduced myself, have I?” The blonde said, perfectly white teeth showing in a big smile. “Yekaterina Petrovna Zamolodchikova. Katya for short.” Trixie tried to wrap her head around that name, but it was impossible for her to pronounce.

“Beatrice Mattel. Trixie for short.” She felt vulnerable for telling this strange woman her full name, but a tiny part of her also felt comfortable telling it.

“Trixie,” Katya softly mumbled under her breath. “How wide are my shoulders, doll?” Trixie shifted her gaze to Kim and swallowed down hard.

“Sixteen and a half inches.” Trixie said, and Kim scribbled it down, completely ignoring what just happened.

“Now the waist.” Trixie nodded and wrapped her arms around Katya’s waist. She held her breath while doing so and it was almost as if Katya did the same. Trixie could see Katya was tapping her foot lightly, obviously annoyed by how long it took for Trixie to measure her.

“Twenty-eight.” Trixie said.

“Legs.” Was all Kim said and continued to stare at Trixie. She carefully squatted down and placed the measuring tape at the sole of her heels. She let her fingers travel up towards her hip, the tape following along.

“Thirty-two inches,” Trixie said and stood back up. “Anything else?” Kim looked at her and wanted to say something.

“Yes, my breasts,” Katya said, staring at Trixie. “But I can just tell you that information. Thirty-four.” Kim scribbled it down and walked towards the fabric wall.

“Now all we have to do is pick a fabric and a blouse and we’re ready to make it for you.” Kim said, and Katya nodded. She stepped off the platform and walked towards the fabric wall. She carefully walked by, touching almost every fabric.

“This one.” Katya pointed at a dark grey fabric with a black and red plaid sewn into the grey. “For blouse, I’ll take this red satin. Now just send the bill to this address. I’ll pick everything up in two days.” Katya added and shoved a business card in to her hands. Kim nodded awkwardly and before she knew, Katya was gone, leaving the door bell jingle.

"Two days?” Kim nearly shouted, and Trixie flinched. “I can never make a full custom suit in two freaking days.” Kim sighed hard and left to the back, taking the fabrics with her.

“Let me know how much you need so I can make the bill!” Trixie yelled at her, but a door was slammed. Trixie walked back towards the counter and went back to staring out of the window. The scent of Katya’s perfume haunted her again.

The rest of the day slowly passed, and Kim allowed Trixie to go home earlier, because she wasn’t really needed. Amy could look after the front, while Kim made the suit. Trixie walked home, not in the mood to call an Uber and wait for it. On her way home, she stopped at the grocery store and picked out something she was going to make for dinner. When Trixie stood at the register to pay, a news flash came on the tiny TV hanging on the wall in the corner. Trixie didn’t mean to pay attention to it but in the corner of her eye, she saw a familiar blonde face on TV. Katya was surrounded by press and cameras. The man and woman that followed her around, stood next to her, arms crossed and faces on pokerface. None of the words that left Katya’s mouth went into Trixie’s head. But clearly, Katya was known in New York, or so she saw at the crowds that stood yards behind the press. People looked either supporting or not supporting.

“All I want is for New Yorkers to feel safe,” Katya said, pausing a second to look directly at the camera. “And I will do everything in my power to do so.”

So, Katya was someone political, maybe a congress woman. Trixie was confused but she kept staring at the TV. Trixie felt oddly attracted to the woman at this point. The look on her face was harsh, almost mean. Or rather angry. It was serious, and Trixie wasn’t used to it. As you know this woman, a voice in her head told her. But it did feel like that. When Katya walked into the store today, she looked harsh and serious. Something was bothering her. But her face softened when her eyes laid on her. Or maybe that was just Trixie’s imagination.  Trixie was snapped out of her thoughts by the store clerk trying to get her attention for probably the past few minutes. Trixie blushed hard and handed him the money.

“Keep the change.” Trixie mumbled and walked out of the store. She continued her road back home, walking fast and maneuvering through the thick crowd of people. Trixie fumbled with her keys, her neighbor passing and staring at her weirdly. She mumbled a hi under her breath and stepped into her apartment. It was cold and dark. She flipped on some lights and walked towards the thermostat to turn on the heating a little bit. Trixie started preparing her food, her mind blank and not really thinking of anything.

Trixie sat at her small diner table, near the large window that was set in the middle of her living room. It wasn’t the best view, she must admit. But it was better than surrounding fields of corn, large trees and what not back in Wisconsin. Her mind wandered back in time, to the times she was a little girl. Playing outside with her dolls, not worrying about anything. She didn’t think of that very long, after it started reminding her of why she left in the first place. Her mind wandered back to the blonde and she was starting to get a little excited for when Katya would return to the store in two days.

Trixie remembered every tiny detail of Katya’s body. Slender legs tucked away under the soft grey of the pants that belonged to the pant suit she was wearing. Strong muscles, probably tan too, due to the tan she saw in her neck. Trixie was nervous around her, her breath hitched in her throat when she moved closer. She was almost scared that the actually had to measure her breasts. It was a relief she didn’t need to do that, but it also saddened her. She wanted to wrap her arms around the tiny waist the woman had, being able to find out what the width of her chest was. But she found anyway, without having to do it herself. Trixie’s stomach turned into a tight knot and she focused herself on something else, praying those two days went by fast.

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Hidden Secrets (Trixya) Chapter Two - bigandbilky

Hello hello hello,

First of all, I would like to inform you there is a slight mention of blood at the end of this chapter. My apologies for that, and you can skip that if you please.

AND YOU GUYS!! I got so many messages that you all liked it and that made me so happy! Thank you so much and thank you for all the love and support.

Remember kids, you can read this at my AO3 page and message me your thoughts.

Now enjoy this chapter gays x Word count: 3178

Katya wasn’t lying when she said she would be back in two days. Kim nearly finished the suit, staying up till late at night to make sure ever hem was perfectly sewed. Trixie tried to stop herself from thinking about Katya all the time, but she failed doing so. Katya haunted her, and it made her skin crawl.

It was late in the afternoon when the doorbell jingled, and Trixie quickly returned to the front of the store, after sitting in the kitchen for probably way too long. Trixie flattened her skirt and smiled when she walked in. When she arrived at the front, it revealed a heavenly breathing Katya, as if she had just run the marathon of New York. There was a look between one of the people standing near the door and Katya. Trixie tried not to stare and picked at her nails. Not much later Kim walked in with the suit draped over her arms, the fabric being shielded by plastic bags. Katya smiled gracefully, slightly tilting her head.

“Is there a possibility that I could try the suit on?” Katya asked.

Kim nodded. “Of course. There’s a fitting room in the back.” Kim said, pointing her finger behind Katya. “I’ll walk with you and hang the garment for you.” They both walked towards the fitting room and Katya disappeared behind the curtain. Kim walked towards Trixie but didn’t say anything. It was an awkward situation and Trixie wished she was anywhere but here right now. She was in the same room as the woman who didn’t leave her mind all the time. She didn’t know who she was, where she was from, heck she didn’t even know how old she was. Trixie could pick up her phone and try to google her name and probably a million hits would show up. But a part of Trixie was maybe scared of finding out the truth. Maybe that this crush could be a dangerous thing. Trixie mentally shook her head and forced herself to snap out of her thoughts.

Katya appeared from behind the curtains of the fitting room. The suit fitted her body perfectly and Kim did an amazing job making it. Katya strutted towards he big mirror on the wall and stood in front of it, slightly tugging at the hem of her jacket. She turned her body until she was facing Trixie, shortly making eye contact but she quickly turned her head over her shoulder. Katya smiled pleasantly at herself and faced Kim again. Kim stared at Trixie with a weird look on her face and Trixie could feel herself go red.

“Miss Trixie,” Katya said, directly facing her. Trixie snapped her head towards Katya’s face and stared at her. “What do you think? Do you like it?” Katya asked. Trixie swallowed.

“Yes, I do. Very much.” Trixie didn’t really think about what she said, she just blurted it out, but she saw Katya’s face light up when she did. Katya walked back towards the fitting room and closed the thick curtain again. Kim walked up to Trixie and crossed her arms.

“You’re crushing on her.” She said. She didn’t ask, just simply stated the fact that she was. She hated how good Kim knew her. It was always written all over her face when she was into someone. Trixie groaned.

“I am not.” Trixie said and tried not to look at Kim, who was now staring at her. Katya exited the fitting room again, the suit carefully put back in the bags, draping over her arm. She placed them on the counter in front of them and cleared her throat.

“You did an excellent job, Miss Chi.” Katya said, “I never had a suit made for me that was this good. I highly appreciate it. And you can count on the fact that I’ll be coming back.” Katya let her eyes wander off to Trixie, but Trixie refused to look up. “Were you able to send the bill yet?”

“We haven’t had the time to do so. But I’ll make sure it will get done soon.” Kim said, smiling politely at Katya.

“Oh no, it’s fine. I’ll pay you now.” Katya said, and placed money on the counter. Trixie glanced at it from the corner of her eye. A neatly stacked pile of money, at least double of what the suit actually cost. Kim slightly opened her mouth.

“That’s way too much.” Kim said staring at Katya. Katya shook her head.

“No, it’s not. You did an excellent job and that deserves to be paid well.” Katya said, shoving the money towards Kim. Trixie decided to look up and stared at the stack of money. “See you next time.” Katya said, maybe directing it more towards Trixie but they both pretended that wasn’t the case. The bell jingled, and the store was empty again. Kim stared the money, then at Trixie. Neither of them knew what to say. Kim took the money and disappeared in the back. Trixie glanced outside, hoping she could catch maybe one last glance at Katya, but she was already gone.

Kim and Trixie were ready to head home. They stood in the back, Kim holding the key to close the door and Trixie clutched her pink bag. They walked outside, and Kim closed the door. She turned around and faced Trixie.

“I can’t keep all of this, Trixie. She gave me over ten thousand dollars for a freaking suit. All together it didn’t even cost me half of that. Please, take this.” Kim said and pushed some bills in her hands. Trixie stared down, and her head shot up.

Kim, I-“ Trixie stammered but Kim shushed her.

“See it as a raise or something. It’s my store, Trixie.  I can do what I want. Just take it.” Kim said, and she started walking away.

“Thank you, Kim. For everything.” She said, and Kim smiled at her. They parted ways and Trixie started walking home. She rounded the corner, when she nearly bumped into someone. She gripped the string of her bag and her eyes shot up.

“I’m so sorry!” Trixie said but stopped right in her track. The smaller blonde woman smiled at her, perfect white teeth showing again. Trixie gulped down and shifted uncomfortably on her spot.

“Miss Trixie. What a coincidence I’m bumping into you.” The words flew across the air but never seemed to fully make it to Trixie’s ears. “I was actually just on my way to see if you were still around the shop.”

“You were?” Trixie said, words coming out more confidently than she had expected. She nodded and held out her arm.

“Walk with me?” Trixie wasn’t sure if it was a question or a demand. Without thinking, Trixie gripped the arm and turned around, started walking in the slow pace the blonde was walking.

“I’m very intrigued by you,” She started. “Especially your eyes. They intrigue me. So, green. Piercing into my own.” Trixie blushed, and started at her feet.

“Thank you, Miss Zamo-,” Trixie was unable to pronounce her name and she felt embarrassed. Katya chuckled.

“No need to be embarrassed, doll. Almost no one can pronounce my name except for family.” Katya joked, and Trixie softly laughed, blushing at the nickname. They didn’t even know each other, and Katya was already giving her pet names.  

“I was actually wondering if you cared to go out for dinner?” Katya asked, snapping Trixie out of her thoughts.

“Yeah, sure.” Trixie said, feeling flattered. They walked to a tiny restaurant and as soon as they walked in, the waiter brought them to their place. Had she made reservations before she even asked Trixie if she wanted to go? Trixie frowned but sat down anyway, and let the waiter take her coat away. She hung her purse over the seat of the chair and crossed her legs. She was definitely not dressed for this restaurant, but no one seemed to mind. There was a couple two tables next to them and one far in the right corner. Soft classic music played on the background. The waiter returned not much later with two leather wrapped menu’s and a bottle of water. He poured wine into Katya’s glass, but didn’t fill it completely. Katya picked up her glass and swirled it around a little. She took a sip and set her glass down, swallowing the sip she had in her mouth.

“Yes.” She softly muttered. The waiter walked around Trixie to fill her glass first. Trixie wasn’t very much a red wine drinker, but she just went on with it. “I hope you like it.” She said after the waiter walked off. Trixie picked up her glass and smelled the wine, she had seen people do it before. She took a small sip and was actually surprised by how good the sweet taste was on her tongue.

“It’s delicious.” Trixie said, and Katya smiled slightly.

“I don’t know much about wine.” Katya said, and Trixie felt relieved. “My assistant recommended this.”

“Maybe I should go out with them.” Trixie said, and Katya looked shocked. “That was a joke.” She quickly added. Katya smiled.

“Of course.”

“A bad one but,” Trixie said, Katya just looked at her. “You don’t do this often, do you?” Trixie asked. Katya shifted uncomfortably.

“No.” Katya said, fumbling with the buttons on her suit. “I have been preoccupied. Long term.” She said. Trixie smiled. She remembered when she used to be this awkward on dates. She still was, but the fact that Katya was worse at this than she was, somehow made her feel more comfortable.

“This is a nice restaurant. I didn’t even know it existed.” Trixie said, after a while.

“That could be true,” Katya said. “It was opened last month.” Trixie nodded.

“The city is really changing.” Trixie said, not sure what she should say so she just blurted out some stupid things.

“Not fast enough.” Katya said, apparently taking it seriously.

“Well, we wouldn’t want all the character of the city to be scrubbed away.” Trixie said in a serious tone. Katya made a face at her.

“You didn’t grow up here, did you?” Katya asked her, and Trixie laughed, shaking her head.

“What gave it away?” Trixie asked, taking the wine glass back into her hand.

“When I was a kid, I used to dream about what it would be like to live somewhere far away from New York. Somewhere beautiful.” Katya said, taking a sip from her wine.

“What made you stay?”

“Oh, I didn’t. When I was twelve years old, my mother sent me away to stay with family. Somewhere on a farm, in the middle of nowhere. Those were good years.” Trixie placed her glass back down and folded her hands under her head, staring at Katya.

“But you came back.”

“Yes. Time and distance give you a certain clarity. I realized this city was a part of me. That it was in my blood. I would do anything to make it a better place. For people like you.” Trixie blushed and stared at the table. She raised her glass and Katya did the same.

“To a better city.” Trixie said, their glasses clinging together.

“How do you like the suit?” Katya looked at her and smile a little.

“I love it very much. I wanted to say thank you to you personally.” Katya said, and Trixie frowned.

“You know I didn’t make the suit, right? Kim did all the work. I simply sit at the counter.”

Katya shook her head. “Don’t be ridiculous. You worked just as hard on it as Miss Chi.” The waiter walked in with their food. He placed the salad in front of Trixie, it looked like art and she was scared to even touch it. Trixie looked towards Katya’s plate and saw that it also looked like a piece of fine art. The steak she apparently ordered, was nicely placed in the middle of her plate, surrounding by a few vegetables and condiments. Trixie took her cutlery in her hands and started eating her salad. They ate their dinner in silence and soon they both had empty plates. Trixie took a napkin from the table and wiped her mouth clean. The waiter asked if they wanted dessert, but Trixie shook her head.

“Are you sure you don’t want dessert?” Katya asked, and Trixie smiled.

“Yes I am. I’m full.” Trixie answered.

“They have amazing cheesecake here. Or so I’ve heard.” Katya said, staring at Trixie. Trixie laughed.

“Well now I want to taste it. Do you want to share one?” Trixie said, and Katya signaled a waiter over to their table.

“We’ll have a cheesecake, please.” The waiter nodded and walked off.

“I’ve never had cheesecake before.” Trixie said, Katya looked at her.

“I can get you something else.” Trixie shook her head.

“No, it’s fine. Sometimes you have to try new things, right?” Katya smiled at her and nodded slightly.

“Yes, sometimes we get so caught up in the things we always do and have. And who we think we are.” Katya said, Trixie ran her hand through her hair.

“And who exactly are you, Katya?” Trixie asked her. Katya looked away for a moment.

“Tonight, I’m just a woman. Enjoying the company of a captivating woman.” Trixie blushed and stared at Katya. Two men came barging in. One of them tried to stop the other.

“I told you she was not available.” The one said, but the other man pushed his way through towards the table they were on. Several men, including the same dark-haired woman that was at the shop, stood up and gathered around the table. Trixie sat up straight, but Katya seemed unbothered.  

“Miss., I have to speak to you.” The man fighting his way through the crowd was now behind Katya, directing his tone at her. Katya stood up and Trixie looked at her.

“What is this?” Trixie asked, Katya pushed the dark-haired woman asked and grabbed her arm.

“We need to go. Now. I’m sorry.” Katya said, pulling Trixie out of her chair. Trixie walked in front of Katya, and the man started speaking again.

“My brother and I are forever grateful for your offer.” He said.

“Violet will take care of this.” Katya said, pushing Trixie towards the exit. Katya stood next to Violet.

“Put him in a car.” Katya said, and they walked out. Violet sighed and nodded.

“Understood.”

Katya guided Trixie out of the building and they silently started walking.

“Let me take you home.” Katya said, and Trixie shook her head.

“It’s not far from here. I can walk.” Trixie said, still feeling uneasy by this while situation.

“At least let me walk with you. Just to be sure you get home safely.” Katya said and eventually Trixie nodded. She started walking towards her apartment and Katya silently followed her. About ten minutes later they arrived in front of the huge building and they stopped. Trixie turned around to face Katya.

“Will I see you again?” Katya asked. Trixie sighed.

“I don’t usually date customers.” Trixie said, trying to find an excuse not to see her again.

“And yet, you went out with me.” Katya said, amusement obvious in her voice.

“And here we are, so.” Trixie cocked her head, making Katya feel uneasy for this.

“I can stop buying suits at your shop, so I won’t have an excuse to see you.” Katya said.

“I don’t care about that, Katya. I’m not interested in gestures or whatever that was about at the restaurant. I went out with you because,” Trixie paused for a second, Katya eager about what was about to come out of her mouth next. “There is something different about you. Not so sure it’s a good thing now.”

“Like you said, I don’t do this often.” Katya said. “And I’m sorry that our night went sideways. But I enjoyed our time together very much, Trixie.” Katya stared at the ground and cleared her throat.

“If you don’t feel the same, even a little bit. Just tell me and I will promise you, you will never see me again.” Trixie looked away for a second and Katya kept staring at her.

“I don’t know how I feel.” Trixie said and turned around, entering her apartment building. Katya stood there for a little while, watching as Trixie disappeared in the elevator, giving her one last look. Katya sighed and turned around. Violet showed up around the corner and Katya got in the black car. The man that interrupted their dinner was on the other side, staring out of the window. Katya chuckled softly.  

“You were right to reach out to us although a call would’ve been more appropriate.”

“Look, I wanted to speak with him in person. I tried to put the past behind us.” Katya rolled her eyes and the car came to a halt. Violet knocked on the window. “Why are we stopping?”

“They say the past is edged in stone, but it isn’t. It’s smoked trapped in a closed room swirling around and changing. The past can never be completely erased, it lingers. Like the scent of burned wood.” Katya said, getting out of the car. She walked around the car, opening the door on the passenger side, where the man sat. She grabbed his collar, dragging him out of the car, slamming his head against the door before throwing him out on the ground. Violet silently sat in the driver’s seat, picking at her nails and pretending nothing was happening. Katya and the man started punching each other until the man hit his head against the brick ground. Katya dragged his body towards the car again and lied his head against the door.

“You embarrassed me.” Katya said, pushing her heel against the man’s throat. “Embarrassed me in front of her.” The man turned his head toward Violet and started mumbling something in a different language. Violet just raised her eyebrow and looked to the other side. Katya grabbed the back of the man’s head and slammed the car door against it a couple of times until the man’s head was still in her hands, and the body was limp on the ground. Violet got out of the car and walked around it, careful that her expensive shoes didn’t step in the man’s blood. Katya let go of the head and started at her reflection in the car window. A few blood splatters where on her face but she wiped them away with the back of her sleeve. She let out a deep breath and turned towards Violet.

“Please take care of this.” Katya said, stepping back in to the car. Katya listened to the noises outside as she let her breath go back to normal. She ran her hand through her hair and waited for Violet to finish cleaning up her mess. It was a really bad idea to interrupt her during a date. Violet returned to the driver’s side of the car and they drove off.

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so I wrote a short af Biadore hurt/comfort fic, anyone up to read that? 🌝

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officially starting a petition for more Don’t Stand So Close To Me chapters 💖

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okay but i need a craquaria fanfic of Miz being jealous when Asia touched Aquaria in the episode 10, I’m literally begging someone to write that

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I want more smut from bigandbilky!

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Great biadore smut from bigandbilky - please write more!

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Here’s the queue guys :) - Tiff

Hidden Secrets (Trixya) Chapter Two - bigandbilky

A Cheap Red Wine (Ravjila)

Passed Out in the Bathtub (Bengela) -Kayla

Hells Lake (Multiple) -Kayla

Hells Lake~ Chapter 2 (Multiple) -Kayla

Summer With Strangers - Chapter 2 (Rajila, Morgan x Sonique) - Grey-Darling

Diamonds In The Rough, Chapter 4 - Fannyatrollop, Grey-Darling

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Here’s tonight’s queue y’all! - Tiff

She Doesn't Know (Sharon x Courtney) - Albatross

(untitled atm) craquaria family au, chapter 1 - pink-lemonade

Hidden Secrets (Trixya) Chapter One - bigandbilky

Objects in the Rear View Mirror (Craquameron) - Chapter 12 - Saiphl

Objects in the Rear View Mirror (Craquameron) - Chapter Thirteen - Saiphl

Objects in the Rear View Mirror (Craquameron) - Chapter Fourteen - Saiphl

Maxine And The Davis Girls, Chapter 21 (Slow burn Pearlax/Trixya) - Grey-Darling

The Devil Named Sharon Chapter 7 {Shalaska} - imafuckinglibra

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Fics posted in a sec! - Tiff

Maxine And The Davis Girls, Chapter 3 (Slow burn Pearlax/Trixya) - Grey-Darling

Merry Christmas, Baby, You Sure Do Treat Me Nice (Pearlet) - Sammy Indigo

Call Out My Name (Trixya) - bigandbilky

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Here’s tonight’s queue everyone! I hope y’all had a lovely weekend 💗 - Tiff

Back to You (Craquaria) ~ Epilogue ~ Pippin

cirque d'amour - chapter eleven (trixya) - cal

Welcome home, Willow. (Biadore) - bigandbilky

Boyfriend Material (Craquaria) Chapter 1/? - Jossasund

sau·da·de (2/?) (trixya) - Chantiemaya & Lulufeca

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Here’s tonight’s queue everyone! I’d make a joke about football coming home but y’all don’t need reminding 😉❤️‍ - Tiff

Are You Lonesome Tonight? (Katlaska; Taron; Joxxxy) ~Mistress

Dying in LA (Biadore) - bigandbilky

Guess I'm a Bad Liar - (Biadore) ; part 1

Kissed by the ocean (Craquaria) Chapter 1 - Sunny

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Here’s tonight’s queue everyone! - Tiff

Happy Accidents - Sashea - that_weirdoalex

Something About Aquaria Ch. 5

Hogwarts AU (Craquaria) Part ll - Pisa

painkillers (craquaria) - uranus trash

Sharon Says (Shalaska) - Citrus

Sex on the Beach. (Biadore) - bigandbilky

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Sup folks! It’s ya dyke Serena and just wanted to update y’all that I’m currently working on some new smut for you little hungry gays. Stay tuned!! xo

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Sex on the Beach. (Biadore) - bigandbilky

Sup hookers! It’s your favorite dyke, Serena and I’m back back back again with them crappy fanfic! Okay no, Dying in LA got such a good response, I’m still shook! So, here is the beach prompt y'all asked for. Just remember kids, English is not my first language. Word count: 2093.

Roy never liked the beach. He hated the sand between his toes and the air smelled like dead fish. Everyone was always so excited about the beach and how they loved the wind, the smell, the sand and just laying there doing absolutely nothing. But Roy would rather stay at home, and work on a new gown. That’s why Roy loved living in New York City, busy city, busy people and no beaches. But when he and Danny became closer than ever and eventually a couple, Roy decided to please his partner and move to Los Angeles. He didn’t regret it, it was still a busy city with busy people. But the beach, that damn beach. Danny asked Roy to go, almost every single day. Because unlike Roy, Danny was one of those people who got excited about the beach. Just laying there, in his swimming thongs, tanning and just doing nothing.

“Baby, can we please go to the beach today?” Danny whined. Roy groaned and rolled his eyes.

“If we go now, will you stop asking every fucking day?” Roy asked and Danny nodded his head, smile creeping on his face. “Fine. Then we’ll go. But only because you are annoying as fuck, asking everyday.” Danny squealed like a little kid and threw his hands around Roy’s neck. He plastered his face full with kisses.

“Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.” Danny said, still kissing his lover’s face. Roy pushed him away.

“Yeah, whatever. Get your shit and let’s go.” He said and slapped Danny’s ass.  Danny excitedly ran to their room to get their stuff and within minutes he was back and ready to go. Roy was about to walk to their room to get his stuff as well but Danny stopped him.

“I got your stuff as well, baby.” Danny said and he dragged him outside towards their car. Roy got the bags from Danny and put them in the trunk. Danny already said in the passengers seat and waited for Roy to drive off to the beach. It was crowded on the road and Danny was getting impatient.

“This is taking too long.” Danny whined, for the tenth time. Roy groaned.

“I know, baby. We’re almost there.” Roy said and Danny sighed. Roy was thinking of a plan to get Danny back for his whining. He looked at Danny from the corner of his eye, his face propped up on his hand, staring out of the window into the distance. Danny looked so perfect, the sunlight shining on his face and his skin glowing. Roy was the luckiest person on the world with his lover. But still the fact that he could leave him for someone younger than him, was always finding a way to creep into his head. Roy shook his head and focused on the traffic in front of him, that were finally driving again. Danny shot up like a dog when he felt the car move and smiled at Roy. Danny put his hand in Roy’s lap and sighed when they were finally going full speed again towards the beach.

They arrived about fifteen minutes later and got out of the car. Danny took his shoes off and ran towards the beach, probably already looking for a place for them to lay down and sun bathe. Roy got the things from the car and locked it. He walked towards the beach, not bothering to take off his shoes now. He would just do that when they found a spot. Roy’s eyes scanned the beach and not even able to find Danny.  He just walked on to the sand, eyes still scanning the crowd. How hard was it to spot his lover? Normally he would find him within seconds. Roy turned around and looked in the back of the beach, maybe that Danny found a more quiet place, and sure he did. He was all the way over in the back, near a tree but still in the sun. Roy smiled and walked towards Danny, who had his back to Roy, so he didn’t actually see him coming. Roy sat down their stuff and wrapped his arms around Danny. Danny’s got tense but relaxed when he knew who it was. Danny turned around and wrapped his arms around Roy’s neck. Danny placed a small kiss on Roy’s lips.

“Do you like the spot I picked?” Danny asked Roy, letting go of his neck. He gestured to the place they were standing on.

“It’s great. Not much people around here. I like it.” Roy said and they started laying out stuff. Danny took off all his clothes and was already in his swimming clothes.

“I have to go to a stall and change.” Roy said and Danny nodded. A few minutes later Roy was walking back towards their spot and spotted Danny from a distance, laying on his bright pink towel with black, revealing swimming thongs. Roy almost got turned on, only by the view. Roy swallowed and continued his journey to their place. Roy’s blue towel was also spread on the floor and Roy laid down.

“You got a revealing thong here, baby.” Roy whispered and Danny started smirking, not looking at Roy.

“You like it?” Danny asked. Roy groaned and turned on his back, Danny knowing that Roy liked it. Danny continued to lay on his stomach, obviously on purpose, so his perfectly round ass was still on display. Every now and then someone would walk past and stare at it, and that made Roy slightly jealous. He had to do something about it. After a few hours, the sun started creeping on their spot and Danny wanted protection from the sun.

“Willow, can you put sunscreen on me?” Danny asked and Roy nodded. He grabbed a bottle sunscreen from the bag and sat up. Roy sat on Danny’s legs and started rubbing the sunscreen on his back, giving him a little massage. Danny bit his lip, suppressing a slight moan. Roy knew what he was doing, reacting his jealousy on Danny’s body. Showing everyone else Danny was his. He stopped his massage to put more sunscreen on his hands and Danny whimpered.

“Relax, baby. I’m not done yet.” Roy said and started massaging his lower back, casually teasing the edge of his thongs with his finger tips. People walked by, probably staring, but Roy didn’t mind. He shifted further down Danny’s legs and started massaging Danny’s ass. Tracing his index finger slowly over his moon tattoo and fully putting his hand on his butt cheeks, giving them a slight squeeze. Danny let out a stifled moan.

“Please, keep doing that.” Danny whispered and Roy happily obliged. He kept massaging Danny’s ass and Danny slight raised his butt against Roy’s palms. Danny’s member was now semi hard, gripping the edge of his towel tight in his hands. Roy smirked, liking the results of what he was doing to his lover. People are no longer passing by, probably decided to let them be. It was weird because Roy never was a person to show PDA in public, but his jealousy was getting out of hand. Roy massaged Danny’s ass and Danny kept moaning in ecstasy. Danny closed his eyes and bit his lip. A small part of his mind was worried about all the people watching them but the other part was getting more turned on by the fact that people that could see them. Roy ran his fingers over the little piece of fabric between Danny’s butt cheeks, putting a little more force of the fabric above his entrance, making Danny jerk under his touch.

“What are you doing Roy?” Danny whispered. Roy smirked, and went back to massaging his back.

“Nothing,” Roy said, but he leaned forward and whispered in Danny’s ear. “I just wanted to show everyone you’re mine.”

“So, you’re jealous?” Danny askes, getting more aroused by the thought of his lover getting jealous because people were only looking at him. Danny wanted to turn around but Roy pushed him back down.

“I want to look at you. Roy, please.” Danny begged and he knew Roy had a weakness when he begged. Roy sighed and lifted his weight off Danny’s legs and let him turn around. Roy looked down and Danny’s big doe eyes stared back at his. Roy’s eyes trailed down his lovers body, stopping right above his thongs. Roy put one of his black painted nails over his crotch and the other one on his stomach, leaning forward.

“What do you want me to do?” Roy said, his lips hovering above Danny’s. Danny shifted his head, checking if someone was watching, but the beach was already getting empty. People were walking around, gathering their stuff and not even bothering to look at them. Danny’s gazed went back to Roy’s.

“I want you to fuck me.” Danny barely whispered. Roy turned his head.

“I can’t hear you.” Roy said , gripping Danny’s bulge a little bit harder. Dann whimpered and held back a moan.

“I want you to fuck me.” Danny said, louder this time but not too loud for everyone to hear. Roy smiled and kissed Danny’s plump lips.

“All you had to do, was ask.” Roy said, letting his fingers trail down Danny’s body. He stopped above the edge of Danny’s thongs. Danny wiggled under his touch, eager to let his erection free. Roy gave in and hooked his thumps under the soft fabric, pushing the thong down and Danny’s erection was freed.

“You’re so hard for me baby.” Roy said and traced feather light circles on the head. Roy licked his lips, but Danny stopped him. He pushed himself on his elbows, hands flying to Roy’s swimming trunks. He pushed them down, revealing that Danny wasn’t the only one who was turned on by this whole thing. Danny sat further up, to reach the bag, and pulled lube and condoms out.

“You dirty little slut, you prepared this.” Roy said, getting the stuff out of his partners hands and onto his member.

“Duh, you think I actually wanted to swim? I bought these thongs just to piss you off. And I guess it worked.” Danny giggled. Roy’s hands now traced the outside of Danny’s entrance, not yet pushing it in. Danny moaned and that only motivated Roy more. He picked up his speed and pushed a finger in, Danny’s body shuddered but relaxed instantly. Roy soon added two and two turned three. Danny’s slender fingers, wrapped around his own dick, were slowly going up and down.

“Roy,, please.” Danny begged. Roy didn’t think twice before slowly entering his lover, hitting his prostate. Danny yelped and Roy looked down. Danny shook his head and kept touching his own dick. Roy slowly moved his hips, to the slow rhythm Danny was stroking his dick. Danny’s hips started moving with Roy’s and the moans became more frequent. Danny picked up his pace, and Roy found a steady rhythm and kept moving his hips.

“So, good Roy.” Danny said in between the pounding. Their bodies slapped together, the beach empty. No one to watch, they were alone. Danny’s moans became louder and Roy was getting more audible. Roy bend over and put his hands on the ground, fully slamming his body against Danny’s. Danny’s hand was going faster up and down his head, other hand gripping Roy’s short dark hair.

“Baby, harder. I love you.” Danny moaned. “I-I’m close.” Danny mumbled. Roy nodded and slammed his dick against Danny’s prostate. Danny wrapped his legs around Roy’s sweaty body, trying to get him closer than Roy already was.

“Close.” Roy said, gritting his teeth and moaning loudly. Before he could say more, his hot cum shot into the condom but Danny still felt the hot liquid inside him. He moaned loud.

“Roy, baby..” Danny whispered and his hand jerked hard, shooting his load on Roy’s tanned chest. Danny breathed heavy and watched at the sky. Roy rolled off Danny, taking the condom off and lifting his swimming trunks. He propped up on one elbow and looked at Danny, who was still mesmerized by the sky.

“I have to admit, this was a good idea. We should do it again.” Roy said and Danny chuckled. He shifted his gaze into Roy’s eyes and smiled.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it.” Danny laughed and leaned up to kiss Roy.

“I love you Daniel.” Roy said, lifting his other hand to intertwine his with Danny’s.

“I love you too Roy.” Danny said and they stared at the stars.