An Interview With Sunshine (Feat. Alix Jacques and Gabriella Soto)

[DSX93]

God, this woman was delicious. And not just in taste: The eyes, with that shy back and forth between the sight of her devouring and those perfectly placed ceiling lights. The sounds she was making, those adorable squeals that she still felt the need to muffle up tight. Alix giggled and moaned into Gabby, using the vibrations created by the sound as an additional tool to accompany her well-learned ministrations. She could stay like this for hours, just looking up at her from between her legs.

Her hands, starting at the Latina's hips, made a slow ascent. To her waist. Over her flat stomach. And back up to her breasts to give them a gentle kneading. Her musk was intoxicating, another thread to link Alix in so she could take Gabby's pleasure as her own. Her breathing quickened, moans intensifying, and with it, the power of the sounds through her core. It was like her entire body was alight, set aflame by the electricity flowing through her nerves.

The goth's own womanhood was pleading for her. For one hand to be pulled back to provide a finger or two. Its request would be denied. Both hands were needed on deck for this mission. Besides, if things continued on like this, she probably wouldn't need them. Not her own, nor even Gabby's in reciprocation.

Before she she could find out, however, her head was given a light shove, her meal pulled away from her.

"You're gonna kill-! You're gonna-..."

Alix gave her an impish giggle. "Oh no I'm not. I wanna put you on cloud nine, but I have zero intention of sending you back to Heaven. I need you here with me." With that said, she stopped what she was doing, having heard the desperation in Gabby's voice loud and clear. Licked her lips clean and took a breath to calm herself down some.

Yeah. Down, girl.

"Was that a yellow light or a red light? It's totally cool either way, sweetie."

Alix awaited her answer with a patient smile. She does have her preference, but she meant what she said. She wasn't about to push it.

[HotWheels]

As the situation calmed, so too did Gabby's thoughts. Partially. What the fuck? Was this happening? Was she ready for something like this? Why did anyone have any business being good at something like this the first time they tried it with someone? That was Gabby's bias speaking, the one that had told her to hold back her instincts her entire life. But Little Miss Bias did start to creep back in as she temporarily regained her composure. Thank goodness, then, that Alix made the Little Miss quieter.

Gabby chose to ignore the inner voice, but no doubt she did feel a little overwhelmed. Not in the "I don't want her doing this" way, but in the "I've never been a part of anything this crazy" way. She briefly pulled her bottoms back over her most feminine features, feeling a bit exposed. "It's uh- it's uh, yellow. Yellow," the Latina breathed, wiping a little bit of sweat off of her forehead. "I just... never did... this before."

She realized that made her sound like the forty-year-old virgin. Her hands went to waving to explain it away. "I mean the whole thing, yeah, but the exact- like with you, and not having it be a big deal, and-" Was it very insulting to her couple of old boyfriends for her to say "and with someone who knows what she's doing? Probably. She held that part in. Felt a bit disrespectful.

"But maybe... maybe I'd like to see what it's like to finish it?"

She had said that before she even thought about it. It was so out of character that she didn't even recognize what had compelled her to say it.

[DSX93]

Seeing that juicy, succulent feminine ambrosia be put away made Alix whine on the inside. But she didn't let that show as she rose to a seated position on her knees. It was evident on Gabby's face that her body had been moving way too fast for her mind to keep up. With the cooling air came that ironic spike in internal activity as she finally had the time to process everything that had been going down so quickly. Silence had fallen between them for long enough for those worries to start creeping back into Alix's mind; was she one of those people now -- having been stuck so long in a frankly suffocating marriage that, in finally being free and coming across someone who was ticking all her boxes, started losing it and made a leap too far?

"It's uh- it's uh, yellow. Yellow,"

Alix tried to keep it cool, and for the most part, she did: If Gabby happened to have an observant moment here, or a happy accident of a horny one, she might be able to see through the way her chest rose and fell that she was breathing a sigh of relief. Through the nose on the outside, a big "Phew! Disaster averted!" on the inside.

"I just... never did... this before."

O-oh?

She quickly followed that up, likely seeing the way she interpreted that.

"I mean the whole thing, yeah, but the exact- like with you, and not having it be a big deal, and-"

She'd see no judgement in Alix's eyes, or anywhere else on her countenance. Just a silent utterance of that word she'd used to describe her moments ago: "Precious". She didn't get the chance to say that she wouldn't have minded if this was her first time. It would have been touching really, for Gabby to have trusted her with that. Alix might have been out of the game for a few years, but still, she would have been in good hands.

"But maybe... maybe I'd like to see what it's like to finish it?"

Looking into her eyes, Alix could see that she was still feeling out of her depth. This was going to require some careful handling.

She gave her a nod. "Sure thing, sweetie." But first, she had to say, "Just be sure to keep up that same energy with me, okay? I mean, if it gets to be too much, let me know right away. Same thing if you want me to do something or keep doing something."

Alix crawled forwards and leaned in, taking Gabby's chin gently between her index finger and thumb and planting a soft kiss on her lips. "Just breathe. Lay back. And relax." She repeated. "I'll take good care of you."

Some Moments Later...

That. Was. Amazing.

"You were amazing."

She just sat there, body swimming in those feel good chemicals for the past however many minutes before she finally thought to say it, idly stroking the silky hair of the Latina who laid beside her in the center of the ring. It happened just the way she felt it would; the woman didn't even need to touch her.

And Alix didn't need to ask for her thoughts on the finish. It was plenty evident right now.

"And..." She began, falling into a pause that, given what she was about to say next, was uncharacteristic of her. "I really would like to meet up with you again." But considering what happened the last time she said this, she could understand whatever hesitance may come up on Gabby's part. "No tricks this time, I promise -- just hanging out and really getting to know you. Would you like that?"

[HotWheels]

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Gabby had decided, just before Alix had continued, that she had reached the time to shut up, stop blabbering unimportant nonsense, and go along for the ride.

Now it felt like she needed to say thirty or forty different things and couldn't think of a single one. That was probably because she was lying on her back wondering if her body hadn't just broken into maybe eight different pieces starting between her thighs and below the bellybutton. ...Actually, she was glad she hadn't stated that wonder out loud because that sounded violent. But outside of pleasure, what had just happened to her could be argued to have been pretty violent. More violent than it had been with any tongue on her before, that was for sure. Like something borderline erotic she would have written with an extremely satisfied woman emerging on the other end of it.

She breathed a calmer breath for what felt like the first time in... how long at it been? God, she was glad she didn't have a curfew anymore. She wet her lips since all the huffing had her dry, only for her to nearly spit when Alix's words had her choking on a laugh. "I was?" Gabby's brain worked too slowly to say it, but she wanted to mention that she had just lain there while Alix had done all of the amazing work. Alix, a woman, doing that for someone who had never been with a woman. She had heard all the rumors about women knowing all the better buttons to push because they had the right parts, but she had never truly considered it-

There. She was thinking again. Shut up, herself.

She would think and unpack a lot later. But for the time being, she blankly, wistfully peered over at Alix, who was saying she wanted to see her in some capacity again. A porn star. When... when had this happened? What had changed with Gabby that something like this happened to her? Was it just emerging from her little Californian capsule with plans to change her life a bit? Maybe. If so, best decision she had ever made.

"Yeah, I um..." She tried to think like the writer. What would be a good, clever way that one of her characters would compliment someone who had just done... that, so selflessly. "When my fingers start working again, I'll text you my schedule?" She sealed it with a hopeful smile.

...That wasn't half bad.

[DSX93]

"I was?" There was that doubt again, delivered with a look that could have made a fine modelling shot.

"Girl!" Alix began. That made it all too easy to snap her out of her floaty daze, to regard her with that look of "Are you serious?" The one that's on everyone's face when they realize that one pretty girl who says they aren't pretty isn't fishing for compliments. "Do you know how hot you have to be to make somebody cum just from pleasing you?" It was more of a mental thing over the physical, but the point remained. "I've done a lot of crazy things in my life, and I'm sure I'll do more in LAW, but that..." Was something that told her: She might be in trouble here. Javonte. Reine. Now Gabriella. And not her ex-wife, which is rather telling in hindsight that she wasn't about to focus on right now. Nor any of her opponents throughout her sexfighting career. Not even the rookies, who were always the most fun for her. "That's never been a part of my everyday."

Alix gave her the time she needed to process the question. That it had been asked, and that...It was an embarrassing thought. One that made her feel so self-important -- egotistical -- to think: That yes, she was the one asking that question. She averted her eyes for just a second or two, during which her thoughts would show through, making her look...coy. Not like the seductress who had been here in this situation -- with a lovely somebody laying exhausted and satisfied beside her -- more times than she could count, both on set and off, in the ring and out. But more like a high school girl who had been put in front of her crush.

And all just from a look.

"Yeah, I um...When my fingers start working again, I'll text you my schedule?"

And damn it, she did it again almost immediately! There wasn't much confidence in what she'd said. Again, it was like she was winding the clocks back to some awkward school days. She'd come up with a line and was hoping to God it works.

Who could possibly say no to that?

"You're so damn cute. Yeah, I'd like that."

And with that, Alix began to rise to her-uh oh. Her legs buckled when she tried to straighten them. And then they told her, "No." A second later, her nice, round booty was plopping right back down onto the mat, which drew a hearty laugh from her. "Okay." Gloved hands clapped her bare thighs. This was a good opportunity to make a point. "Yeah, that right there? That was your doing. Your fault." More laughter followed, showing just how much she minded. And a few seconds later..."Alrighty, take two."

Taking it slower this time. There we go. If Gabby hasn't beaten her on the way up by now, Alix would extend a hand to help her onto her feet. Or would take the help onto her own, should the inverse occur.

[HotWheels]

It took merely another blink for Gabby to turn into what surely looked like a gaping imbecile, and to top it all off, she choked on her words. Had she just said what she had thought she said? "I... just... you... I didn't know!" She had been so caught up with everything she had experienced that she forgot that the other half- well, no, she had never had another half of any of these encounters who had remotely gotten any pleasure from performing the act. They always saw it as nothing but a precursor for their dicks getting shoved in the most convenient spot. So Alix had gotten that excited just from- Porn stars were, as her sister would put it, "built different."

And this was crazy. With sanity returning, it sank in again that Gabby had never had anyone pay her so much mind even if many did find her attractive, much less someone with Alix's taste and choices. It left her staring wide-eyed at the floor just before Alix piped up again, blaming her for... something? Gabby didn't quite catch it until the opportunity for banter had already passed. She breathed out awkward laughter once she realized it. "Oh, I mean... I didn't really do much..." Except exist, she figured.

To go from the zilch going on back home to this had her holding on like she rode a rollercoaster. A good one? Yeah, a good one. She numbly took Alix's hand and barely helped initially before remembering herself and pushing herself back up to her feet. She felt like she needed... an ice bath. Everything still felt so charged.

She even had some trouble making eye contact now that everything had died down, so she looked almost sideways at Alix - and maybe let herself linger on her thighs for a few seconds - before she figured what they could say in parting. In parting? It seemed like she should be taking her straight to the altar after all that, but that was the hopeless romantic talking. "So I'll... I'll see you soon?"

[DSX93]

"I... just... you... I didn't know!"

Well, she was pretty far up there in the sky. But it was still funny...

"Oh, I mean... I didn't really do much..."

...Alix had been quite vocal about it. But then again, she had also been...muffled. And with Gabby's eyes either on the ceiling or in the back of her head, it's not like she would've seen the squirming she did. The late reaction to that bit of teasing had her feeling more like she was in the clouds herself. Girlie was so out of it, it took her a few seconds to realize that she was being helped onto her feet.

It was always such an uplift to get something like that out of a partner. Makes her all warm and tingly inside.

Her previously idle arm wrapped around Gabby's waist, staying there for the few moments she needed to assess whether or not her legs were going to give out on her too, letting go after seeing they were holding up.

The brunette's eyes had trouble meeting hers, however. After what they've just done? Oh, girl.

"So I'll... I'll see you soon?"

Oh, that's what it was!

Alix's index and thumb would find their way to her chin again, guiding her head up and facing straight so the two of them would be looking each other in the eye when Alix gave her answer, though her countenance would say it first.

"Count on it."

[HotWheels]

There was another Gabby, one separated from the in-the-moment Gabby who hardly recognized herself, watching Gabby fumble her way through this situation and panicking. The other Gabby, the inexperienced writer who thought she would only ever live these sorts of scenarios out vicariously through stories, just stared, agape, and in-the-moment Gabby could feel her. But for once, she spent more time doing exactly that - feeling - rather than thinking, and she told the other Gabby that they could panic later, especially once Alix had her around the waist.

And once she asked her question. She supposed she could see where someone might want to... fiddle with her every now and then? That was a terrible word and she was glad she hadn't said it out loud. Having to breathe so deeply made it harder to think of words. But she could see where she had some appeal to other people for some fun because that had happened to her a few times in high school even though it had never gotten nearly this far. But having someone want to see her again? That gave her lockjaw of the mind as she anxiously awaited-

The answer she wanted to hear. Her whole countenance brightening, Gabby nodded her head like some sort of idiot head-nodder at the response. "Good! Good." The second one she hoped would make the first one sound less desperate.

But she hadn't been desperate, right? This had turned into something she hadn't planned for nor schemed herself nor- any of it. Alix had come to her. Come onto her.

And somehow, as she finally started to pull away with an uncertain "Thennn..." before her whole head exploded from either nervousness or pride, she gave Alix a big squeeze.

And promptly fled a very happy and girlish flee.

[DSX93]

"Thennn..."

"Then...?"

And then Gabby gave Alix a big ole' hug. The goth was happy to let her have it, then was simultaneously sad and...captivated to see her leave: She already couldn't wait to spend more time with her, butt the Latina's exit made for easy viewing, nonetheless.

"Bye, Gabby! Have a good one!" Without a single thought about it, Alix had waved her goodbye at a Gabby who wasn't looking in her direction. When she was gone, she quickly exited the ring and made her way to the nearby bedroom to grab her phone, feeling just as giddy as her...date?

Was this going to be a date?

...

Yeah. This feels like a date coming up.

The recipient of this call? Who else but her best friend? "Hi, Reine! How are you today?"

"I'm good. And you sound great. Did something happen?"

"Glad to hear it, and I am super! Thanks for asking! But yeah, you need to hurry on over to LAW is what happened!"

"They put you to work fast."

"Oh, I didn't have my match yet. That's not what I wanna talk to you about. I just met this super cute girl..."

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