Silver Clouds With Grey Linings

So we can take the world back from the heart-attacked One maniac at a time we will take it back You know time crawls on when you're waiting for the song to start So dance alone to the beat of your heart Trxie "Trix" Davis

[rex-ralph-blog]

“–Ergh…”

[trixiexdavis-blog]

“I couldn’t tell if that was a word or not.”

[trixiexdavis-blog]

“Shh you’ll ruin it.”

[lonerunner72-deactivated2019010]

[trixiexdavis-blog]

lonerunner72:

Brittany Robertson

[nateofhearts]

Nathan lifted a brow at the girl in front of him. “As you wish.”

[trixiexdavis-blog]

“Stop giving me that look.”

[rex-ralph-blog]

“I was just saying– There was an article about men who can’t get erections at all and I just felt I needed to confirm that wasn’t a problem for me.”

[trixiexdavis-blog]

“I never doubted that was a problem for you.” She gives him a weird look. “But why did you need to confirm it to me?”

[trixiexdavis-blog]

“I’m going to pretend you didn’t say that.”

[rex-ralph-blog]

Rex watched as she sat on the bench, adjusting so that he was still facing her. “I don’t know,” He chuckled. “Tell me about your day. What’ve you been up to lately?”

[trixiexdavis-blog]

“My day? Okay, well, I smoked on the roof of Nate’s place. And I held the potato.  Then I went people-watching until I ended up here. Not super eventful, sadly.” She smiles at him. “What about you? Aside from the working-out.”

[rex-ralph-blog]

Rex pulled a confused face. “We don’t talk– At all. I don’t know what you’re on about,” he chuckled, stretching out his legs. “That’s why I just said I’m glad you’re here. Because if I’m going to have a conversation, I’m glad it’s with you.”

[trixiexdavis-blog]

Trix rolls her eyes playfully and sits on one of the benches. “Okay, okay. What do you want to talk about hot-shot?”

[trixiexdavis-blog]

“Well, you kind of came here at a bad time.....Well not bad, busy.” She takes a deep breath. “How can I help you?”

[rex-ralph-blog]

He sat back, resting his head against the wall. “Stuck for words Trix?” Rex playfully chuckled. “It was nice of you to come see me anyway. I’ve been in here without conversation for like, two hours now. It’s been awful.”

[trixiexdavis-blog]

“No! I just forgot why I was here.” And that at least was the truth. “Do you really need to talk that much when you work-out? I thought that made you lose focus or whatever..”

[imperfectdaydream]

Dite could feel actual tears welling up in her eyes as she continued to read on, an arm stretched out towards Trix. “He presses his tongue flat against me as he laps at me with long strokes. He starts at the bottom and sweeps it upward in lazy, even lengths. Every time he comes up, I catch his eyes, blazing fire with pleasure and thick desire. Fuck! As always the pressure is just right and as he stops and re-connects with me again – there, yes! Right there! – I get a 1000 volt jolt, straight to my core.“ Tears running down her cheeks with laughter she wiped them away with the sleeve of her jacket, holding her ribs momentarily as she continued to laugh. “Wow. This girl, I assume it’s a girl, obviously had a lot of fun writing this. Rather this was a great sexual encounter or she has one wicked imagination and is tomorrows E.L James.” Dite laughed. “I’ll say. I don’t even know what it’s doing under there, is there a name on the front or the back?”

[trixiexdavis-blog]

“Oh my god, please stop reading that!” Trix chuckles, taking the book from her again. “Oh, I think I see initials on the spine.” She squints, trying to read them properly. “D.T.? Do we know a D.T.?” Trix thinks for a moment. “I mean I’m not really sociable, so this one is all yours, Dite.” She hands the book back to her and sighs. “Either way, I’m not sure if I want to love the person who wrote that, throw holy water at them, or tell them to pursue their dreams of writing.”

[rex-ralph-blog]

Rex was sweaty as hell, chest rising and falling quickly with each breath. “Throw me that towel?” He asked, grabbed it and wiped his face before finally looking at them. “SO, how can I help?”

[trixiexdavis-blog]

Trixie nodded her head, almost forgetting what he was saying before throwing the towel to him and trying to think of some clever answer as to why she was in the gym when he was. “Erm,” happened to be all that came out.

[nako-purser-blog]

“Yeah..it is. And thanks.”

[trixiexdavis-blog]

“Sounds scary. How did you get passed that?”

[imperfectdaydream]

Interested, she grabbed the book off Trix and began wildly flicking through it, stopping at a random page before reading the entry. “All I see is his unruly mop as his head dips lower between my legs. His usual M.O. is to circle my clitoris with his slick, crackerjack tongue but tonight he’s doing something different and – it’s exquisite!” Turning to the fellow blonde Dite made a face. “This is better than Fifty Shades of Grey. Ha.” She laughed aloud. “Well it certainly isn’t mine, there is no way I kiss and tell and even so I don’t have the oh so poetic language to write it all down. Crackerjack tongue. That is priceless! Who’s do you think it is? Did you find it in the closet or what?”

[trixiexdavis-blog]

Trix laughed until she was laying on the bed in tears. “This is amazing. I am defiantly using crackerjack tongue to describe people in the future. That sounds like really bad fanfiction. You know, where I pretend I don’t read it and stuff.”  She pauses for a moment, trying to remember where exactly she found that darn thing. “I think it was under the bed. All I do know is that whoever it is is certainly missing it.”

[trixiexdavis-blog]

ok i am doing replies and left an ask on the main love me

[nako-purser-blog]

“Mhm, it’s sort of uh–rough, though.”

[trixiexdavis-blog]

“It’s really good. Is it based on personal experience?”

[imperfectdaydream]

“Huh. That’s weird.” Dite shrugged, kicking one of the boxes by the foot of her bed with a long brown leg before diving on top of her bed to look over Trix’s shoulder. “Might be one of my friends’ from Crete. I literally grabbed a load of my things and shoved them in boxes to move the rest of my stuff to America. What’s in it?”

[trixiexdavis-blog]

Trix hands her the book and shrugs. “A lot of sexy details about a night under the stars. I know for sure that it isn’t mine, because one; I would never write it down. Two; I would never carry it with me everywhere, and three; I never did that stuff.”