It's called THERAPY xD))

Trixie grinned at him. "That's longer than I expected." She giggled, flicking his ponytail. She huffed, grabbing his hand and forcing him to stand up. "Fine." She huffed, stepping up close to him and grabbing his hand gently, placing it on her lower back. She grabbed his other and hesitated slightly, then held it to her cheek gently. In the shoot, that hand had been laying on her upper back, but it was an understandable mistake seeing as a signifigant number of their poses included him holding her face in some way. She settled one hand on his chest and the other on the back of his neck. After, she wrapped one leg loosely around his waist. "Is this right?" She asked softly, staring up at him.

yes im sure thats how it works xD)

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Matt watched as she sorted the position out, briefly taking the ponytail out. It had been less than five minutes but really he'd rather be unable to see that walk around like a unicorn. He shook his fringe out his eyes and let her rest his hands where she thought best, giving her time. He shook his head as she finished, looking at the hand she placed on her cheek. "Not..quite" He said slowly, keeping his hand lingering there for a little longer, before pulling it away and placing it on her upper back instead. He left her leg where it was though, being slightly unable to remember the very last pose. "More like this. And, relax, dont seem too tense" he added, not breaking eye contact ones as he spoke.

Shhh don't question it))

Trixie gave him a faint smile when she realized he took the ponytail out. "Oh." She managed softly as he repositioned his hand, leaning into it ever so slightly before he pulled it away. She stared back at him quietly, sinking into him slightly as he told her to relax, the tension filtering away from her slowly. "Right. Is there- uhm-..." she faded off afterward, simply watching him.

mouth-zipped)

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Matt watched Trixie with a smallsmile, tilting his head with a confused look. "Is there what?" He asked, his voice almost a whisper. He wasnt sure whether to be concerned or not over the fact she couldnt finish his sentence. He decided against acting concerned though, and instead gave her a confident smile, looking at her the best he could through his hair which had moved back into his eyes. "What exactly are you thinking about?" He asked quietly.

Trixie shook her head slightly at the question. "Nevermind." She said softly, watching him rather intensely. She knew what she wanted to say, she just couldn't force it out of her mouth. He was too confusing. She reached up, almost instinctively, to brush his hair out of his eyes. "You." She blurted out, too invested to be embarrassed at that point.

"No I wanna know now, is there what?" He asked with a smile. Of all the answers Trixie could have given,the one she said was very much unexpected. The shoot, the poses, what happened earlier were all nswers she could have said. But no. Matt raised his eyebrows slightly, then tilted his head, letting his hand slide down from where it was positioned ever so slightly. "Mhm, and what about me?" he asked, doing his best to keep himself well..in control.

Trixie shook her head. "It's not important." She smiled, gently dropping her leg from around his waist. It was nice, being the one in control. She tilted her head up at him ever so slightly. "Two things, really. I'm only going to say one of them out loud, though." She slid closer to him, keeping his gaze as she pressed against him. "Your kiss." She said simply, waiting to gauge his reaction.

"It's definitely important. I'll let it go if you really want me to though" Matt said softly, giving her a smile. By the time she had finished her last comment though, he was pretty sure he had forgotten how to breathe. She was springing thing after thing onto her, one more would have made him pass out. He looked down at Trixie with an intense stare, meeting the same level as hers. "Mhm. And is this a..good thing?" He asked quietly, so quiet his voice was purely a whisper.

Trixie nodded. "Please do." She gave him a light smile, moving her head closer to his. She didn't know where she found the confidence to do any of this, but once she started, she certainly couldn't stop herself. She gently slid her hand up his neck, just a small bit, as she stared right back into his Intense gaze. "Do you want it to be?" She whispered back, a hopeful gleam in her eyes.

The touch from Trixie seemed so much more intense when it was prompted by any of his actions, and strangely, he liked the feeling of her being in control. He had never felt that way about any other girl, in any situation really. Except this one. He gave a slow nod, his words taking a while to actually form seeing as he was seemingly captivated by her stare. "I do." He whispered softly, not knowing exactly what else to say.