#sashea drabble

[fortheloveofpearlet]

sashea prompt: shea roughly fucking sasha in the hotel room after the madonna runway because she was teasing her in untucked and only wore the black outfit to frustrate shea! you said you would like a prompt for sashea smut so i hope this is a good one

Thank you darling! Picks up exactly where the last drabble ended. A tiny hint of Sasha/Aja because I low-key ship that shit. Swaps to male pronouns for the smut. Also just imagine they don’t get out of drag before they go to their hotel rooms ok?! I got totally carried away with this because I haven’t got anymore sashea drabbles in my list for a while now so this is kinda long #sorrynotsorry

Send me sentence prompts and drag race pairings and I’ll write you a little drabble!

Sasha sat next to Shea and Shea held her breath although she wasn’t sure why. The older queen gave her that smirk she’d been giving her in the werk room. Shea couldn’t find any words, she couldn’t move. She just stared dumbly at Sasha.‘How’d it go out there?’ Aja asked the girls that had just come in.'Terrible.’ Farrah whined. 'I think it’s safe to say I’m in the bottom.’'Me too gurl.’ Peppermint groaned.'Who was tops?’ Trinity asked them.'They loved Alexis, Sasha and Nina.’ Farrah was still whining. Of course they loved Sasha, who wouldn’t? Shea sighed.'We were talking about how hot your runway look is Sasha.’ Aja leant forward and nudged Sasha’s shoulder. Sasha turned to look at the younger queen.'You think?’ Sasha smiled at her.'Totally.’ Aja told her. 'I want you to fucking spank me with that whip!’ She cackled laughing.'Well I’m sure that can be arranged.’ Sasha laughed and stood up, coming around to where Aja was sat. She pulled the younger queen up by her arm and bent her over the couch. She took her whip and smacked Aja’s padded ass with it a few times. 'You like that bitch?’ Sasha teased but her eyes were locked on Shea’s. 'You want more?’Shea found herself biting her lip and nodding. Sasha laughed and stood Aja back up. 'Ok that’s enough of that.’ Sasha went back around and took her seat next to Shea.'Gurl that was hot.’ Aja laughed sitting back down too. Shea was still staring at Sasha.'What is it Shea? You want some too?’ Sasha smirked at her. She took the whip and trailed it gently up Shea’s leg, her torso and rested it under Shea’s chin. 'There’s plenty of me to go around.’Shea was getting really hard now. She could feel the tape between her legs starting to give out. There were several sets of eyes on her but she could only see Sasha’s.'I uhm…I-’'Do you want me to spank you Shea?’ Sasha smirked, her eyes once again sparkling. How the hell was Shea supposed to answer that? Of course she wanted that but she couldn’t very well admit it in front of everyone.'It’s not doing anything for me, sorry 'bout it.’ Shea managed to force out of her mouth and she pushed the whip away from her. Sasha knew she was lying, Shea hoped the others didn’t. Most of the other queens were chatting away to each other now and it felt like it was just her and Sasha in the longue. Sasha put the whip down and leant in close to Shea’s ear.'You’re so predictable.’ She whispered out of ear shot of the others.'What’s that supposed to mean?’ Shea frowned.'It means that I knew exactly what this outfit would do to you. That’s why I wore it.’ Sasha sat back and folded her arms smugly. Shea clenched her jaw as Sasha’s words sunk in. She did this on purpose? She was deliberately trying to frustrate Shea?'Bitch.’ Shea mouthed at her. Sasha chuckled and unfolded her arms.'I’ll be anything you want me to be.’ She mouthed back and blew Shea a kiss. Shea knew then that she was getting Sasha back for this. And Shea was really going to enjoy it.

The knock at her hotel room door didn’t surprised Sasha. She put down the make-up wipe she was about to use and headed to the door. She wasn’t at all surprised to see her company, not at all. Sasha smirked at Shea and stepped aside to let the other queen enter the room.'I wondered if you’d come.’ Sasha closed the door and turned back to Shea who like Sasha still in full drag.'How could I not? That was some sneaky shit you pulled tonight.’'I was just trying to get your attention Shea.’ Sasha’s eyes sparkled and it was too beautiful how they did that.'Are you kidding me? You had my attention from day one. You didn’t need to pull a stunt like this.’ Shea felt immediately stupid for confessing that. Sasha’s surprise at her words was written all over her face.'You…what?’ Sasha frowned.'Oh my god isn’t it obvious?’ Shea sighed, exasperated.'Not to me.’ Sasha scratched the back of her wig. 'I wore this hoping it would…I don’t really know now.’'Hoping it would frustrate me to the point I had to do something about it?’ Shea took a few steps closer to Sasha.'What are you going to do about it?’ Sasha swallowed, the look on Shea’s face was unidentifiable. Shea stepped closer and with each step Sasha felt her nerves increase. Shea stopped right in front of her and a smirk came to her lips.'I’m going to teach you a lesson of course.’ She placed her hand on Sasha’s shoulder and Sasha felt all the air leave her lungs. She had a pretty good idea of what was coming and although it was all she’d thought about the last few weeks she suddenly didn’t feel prepared. But she didn’t have time to think about it because Shea grabbed hold of her roughly and pushed Sasha back to the bed. Sasha looked up at Shea, lust was spilling from the younger queens eyes. No one had ever looked at Sasha quite like that before. Hungrily. Desperately. Darkly.'You’ve been bad Sasha, real bad.’ Shea put her hands on her hips. Sasha’s eyes trailed her body, noticing now her large jewellery had been removed. Her silky pink dress clung to her every curve and Sasha hadn’t realised quite how stunning she looked today until right now. Shea removed one hand from her hip and Sasha watched it disappear behind her back. The sound of a zipper sliced through the silence of the room. Sasha just watched on as the dress came loose and Shea let it fall from her body and onto the floor. Sasha heard a small moan of appreciation leave her own lips although she hadn’t been sure she’d meant to make it. Shea was left in nothing but a padded black bra and panties and she looked divine. Sasha wanted to run her fingers over every inch of Shea’s skin, she always had. She was just out of reach though. Shea reached behind herself once more and then her bra was unhooked and it too fell to the floor. She unpinned her wig and then placed it on the nightstand, it was a lace front, she wasn’t being reckless with it. Now the person that stood by the side of the bed was a beautiful gender bending creature; the body was masculine but the face was all woman. Finally Jaren, not Shea, not anymore, crawled on the bed and knelt over Sasha. When their lips were finally able to meet Sasha was so glad she’d removed the gold tooth. Jaren’s hands went to Sasha’s wig and pulled it off leaving the bald dome underneath. Gender lines well and truly blurred now, the line between male and female barely existing but Sasha liked it that way. What was going to come next though, Sasha was sure the men inside would take over. Jaren peeled Sasha’s tight leather skirt up enough so he could get rid of the tights and he took his time running his fingers over the milky flesh hiding underneath. Jaren got rid of his pants and untucked, groaning a little at the feeling of the tape being ripped from his skin. Then he did the same to Sasha and now both of their erections were freed there was no denying the gender flip. Sasha was feeling more male with each passing second, especially when Jaren’s hand wrapped around his shaft. Sasha closed his eyes and revelled in the feelings of Jaren’s hand slowly pumping him. It didn’t last long though and Sasha’s eyes shot open when he felt Jaren’s hand disappear. He whimpered pathetically and Jaren chuckled a little.'Don’t worry Sasha, there will be more where that came from.’ Suddenly Jaren got up from the bed again, now completely naked and hard and wandered the room. Sasha didn’t dare say a word, he just watched dumbly from the bed. There was only a small lamp illuminating the room so he couldn’t tell what Jaren was looking for but he saw him pick something up. As he came back over to the bed Sasha saw what it was. Jaren held the whip in one hand and like Sasha had been doing earlier he smacked it down on his own palm a few times. The sound of leather hitting flesh echoed around the room and for some reason it made Sasha whimper again like Shea had done in the werk room earlier. He understood exactly how he’d made Shea feel now, desperate and needy.'I’m sorry about the teasing. I really-’'Shush.’ Jaren knelt back on the bed and cupped Sasha’s face with his free hand and cooed at him softly. Sasha knew it wouldn’t last long. 'What’s done is done now Sasha.’Sasha knew that meant he wasn’t forgiven. He knew he was going to be punished but he was ok with that honestly. Jaren looked beyond hot with that whip in his hand and Sasha honest to god couldn’t wait for it to be smacked against his skin. Jaren trailed the end of the whip up one of Sasha’s porcelain legs and back down the other. Sasha held his breath. It was going to hurt when he spanked him but he was ready.'You know I spent all day imaging what it would be like to have you spank me with this.’ Jaren mused. He turned a little so Sasha got a perfect view of his ass. 'I don’t think you deserve to though.’The sound of the leather meeting flesh echoed in the room again but it wasn’t Sasha’s flesh. Jaren slapped the whip on his own ass once again and Sasha watched in awe. This is so unfair, so, so unfair, Sasha whimpered. But it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. He kept watching as Jaren continued to spank himself. Sasha’s balls ached, he almost felt as though he could come from just the vision in front of him.'Feels so good.’ Jaren hissed with a smirk and gave himself one last spank before he turned his attention back to Sasha. He put the whip on the bed and laid down on top of the other man allowing their dicks to meet and Jaren circled his hips a little to grind into Sasha. Sasha whimpered and briefly wished he could stop making that noise. You sound pathetic, eager, he scalded himself. But the truth was he was pathetic and eager and didn’t Jaren know it. Jaren kissed him again and Sasha tasted his lipstick and wondered if Jaren could taste his. He freed Sasha of the collar he’d been wearing around his neck for the runway and then let his lips trail down to the milky flesh. He kissed the sensitive skin and sunk his teeth in, wanting to leave marks. Sasha didn’t care, he wanted to be marked. I’m yours, I’m all yours. His earlier bravado and confidence had melted away the second he’d seen Jaren at his door and he gave himself over to the younger man. All of a sudden Jaren’s lips disappeared and he sat back scrutinising Sasha for a moment.'I can’t bring myself to take your clothes off, you look too hot like this.’ He smirked and then flipped Sasha over onto his front as though he was a rag doll. His skirt was pulled up enough to reveal Sasha’s ass and Sasha was sure he heard Jaren hiss. He felt Jaren’s hands cup his cheek but Sasha knew better than to be lulled into a false sense of security. He’d been right to be sceptical as soon the sound of leather hitting flesh filled the room again and this time Sasha felt a jolt of pain through his body. He moaned at the pain but also it was a slightly pleasurable moan. Jaren slapped him again. And again. And again. Sasha’s head was spinning.'How does it feel to be spanked by your own prop?’ Jaren had a smirk to his voice but Sasha didn’t reply. He didn’t think there was anything he could say. The whip collided with his ass several more times until his ass cheek was throbbing, but his brain was yelling ’more, more, more!’ He felt the weight of the bed shift and he assumed Jaren had gotten back up because he heard him rummaging on the other side of the room. The next thing Sasha knew he felt Jaren climbing back onto the bed and then there was something cool pressing against his hole. Sasha didn’t really have time to comprehend this as two of Jaren’s fingers suddenly entered him with force. He could tell he used lube but maybe not enough as it made Sasha emit a noise half way between a hiss and a whimper. Jaren thrust his fingers in and out hard, scissoring Sasha to open him open. Sasha still couldn’t find his voice and even if he could he wouldn’t be able to find any words. There was a still stinging that accompanied the pleasure but Sasha loved that feeling. He was panting into the pillow, his make-up was probably imprinting on the white hotel linens but he didn’t care. A third finger soon entered him and once again Sasha made a hissing sound combined with a small whimper. Jaren thrust in as hard as he could and Sasha was writhing beneath him.'This is what you get for being bad Sasha.’ He told the other man. If this is what I get for being bad I don’t ever want to be good, Sasha said in his head because he couldn’t get his brain to move his mouth to form words. Somehow Jaren seemed to plunge deeper inside of him and Sasha was a goddamn mess. He needed more, he needed all of Jaren but the words wouldn’t come to make the request. He didn’t need to worry though as it wasn’t long before Jaren’s fingers disappeared and he was flipping Sasha back over so they were facing each other. Jaren had a dark look in his eyes and an expression on his face Sasha hadn’t seen before. He watched as Jaren ripped open the condom wrapper and rolled it down his erection and then coated some lube on. He shuffled closer to Sasha and took hold of his legs before wrapping them around his waist. Sasha felt Jaren’s cock at his entrance and he was internally begging the younger man to fuck him. Jaren clearly sensed his desperation because he bent down and kissed Sasha.'I’m worth the wait.’ He spoke into Sasha’s lips and while Sasha was preoccupied with the kiss, Jaren thrust into him. Sasha hissed deeply at the unexpected sensation but it made Jaren chuckle. He moved away from Sasha’s lips and started thrusting hard. Sasha’s mouth was open as he just stared at Jaren as he fucked him. His ribs were starting to hurt from his corset and he wished he was naked like Jaren but soon all his thoughts slipped away. Jaren manoeuvred Sasha a little so his hips were elevated and at that angle Jaren found his prostate with ease. He was thrusting harder and harder, a small sheen of sweat noticeable on his forehead and his make-up started to run a little. His lipstick was smeared and Sasha’s own was woven into the mess across his mouth. Sasha didn’t even want to think about what he must look like. Sasha’s hand found his dick and he started stroking himself although he didn’t remember telling himself to do that. It didn’t last long before Jaren was slapping his hand away.'Did I say you could do that?’ He panted, speaking between thrusts. Sasha bit his lip and didn’t dare disobey him. Jaren kept thrusting and Sasha imagined himself walking with a limp tomorrow. That would be fun to try and explain to the others. His dick was throbbing and he needed some kind of contact and as if reading his mind Jaren took hold of his shaft a little roughly. He pumped Sasha trying to keep in time with his thrusts. Sasha was already close to his orgasm, he felt like he had been since the moment Jaren turned up at his door. He tried to hold off for as long as he could but the feeling of Jaren roughly pumping him and his hard taps on his sensitive bundle of nerves was too much and Sasha came. He didn’t manage to warn Jaren because he still couldn’t find his damn voice. He covered Jaren’s hand in his load and it spilled over onto Sasha’s clothes. Jaren let go of Sasha’s dick and wiped his hand on the bed sheets. He picked up his pace with his thrusts and Sasha had no idea how he was still going. Sweat was rolling down the sides of his face and taking his make-up with it and one of his false eyeslashes looked as though it was coming loose. But Sasha still thought this man was the most beautiful thing in the whole world. Jaren’s thrusts started to become less forceful and Sasha knew he must be close to the edge. Jaren bit his lip and was panting heavily and then his balls tightened and he exploded in the condom. Once he was empty he pulled out and tossed the condom in the trash. Sasha still couldn’t find any words. Jaren laid down next to him on the bed and put his hand gently on Sasha’s cheek.'Are you ok?’ Jaren was still panting a little.'Uhm…yeah. A little sore but mostly ok.’ Sasha finally managed to speak. Jaren cupped his face and leaned in to place the softest of kisses on Sasha’s pouted lips. The parallels between this and how he’d been not a few minutes before was so strange to Sasha.'You better not try and wind me up like that again.’ Jaren smiled a little.'You can’t handle my teasing?’ Sasha chuckled.'Save it for behind closed doors yeah? You can tease me all you want just not in front of the others. And not in front of the cameras.’Sasha continued to laugh because it really was funny how much he’d effected the other queen today. He was almost proud of himself.'I’ll try.’ Sasha smirked. 'But it really is so much fun watching you squirm.’Jaren pulled a face and then he rolled himself on top on Sasha again kissing him passionately.'You are so bad.’ Jaren spoke into his lips. 'Have you not learnt anything tonight?’Sasha’s hands trailed over the skin on Jaren’s back and came to a stop at his ass which he gave a firm squeeze. Before Jaren knew it Sasha had rolled them over so he was on top.'I think you might need to teach me another lesson.’ Sasha smirked, his eyes just as dark as Jaren’s had been. Jaren pulled him down for another kiss and nibbled on the other man’s bottom lip a little.'Oh I’ve got more lessons to teach you Sasha. One way or another you’ll learn to stop being so bad.’Sasha smirked and locked his lips on Jaren’s.'Teach me a lesson I’ll never forget Shea.’ He practically hissed Jaren’s drag name and for some reason it made Jaren incredibly horny again. Sasha was staring deep into his eyes and he had a mischievous smirk on his lips. He came close to Jaren’s ear and lowered his voice to a whisper. His breath hit Jaren’s skin and made goosebumps flare all over his body. The words were delivered with a hint of a challenge to them and Jaren never turned down a challenge. Sasha’s voice was sultry and dripping with seduction as he whispered, 'I dare you.’

[phrynewrites]

44 + 56 P with sashea please 👉👈

Thank you for the prompt! I don’t think I’ve ever written sashea, so hopefully you enjoy it! Here’s a bit of a detective au: 

“You just don’t give up”

“Oh so now you notice when I’m hitting on you?”

  When Trinity pulled the old sugar packet with Shea’s name written messily on it, Sasha knew she was going to be pulled next. It wasn’t even a hunch, it was more her ability to put two and two together and recognize exactly what Trinity, and frankly, all their coworkers were trying to pull. As if Sasha could deduce what exactly they expected to happen between two people in one closet. 

Shea rolled her eyes and muttered “Y’all just don’t give up, do you?” 

Shea had clearly deduced the scheme as well, and the most logical assumption was not that the other detectives wished for a head start on a holiday weekend. Especially when coupled with the evidence of a smirk trailing from Aja’s lips as she packed up her laptop and slowly gathered together files for the Charles case. 

So Sasha huffed and refilled her coffee mug—pausing before refilling Shea’s as well—and headed back to the filing closet, only to find Shea elbows deep into a copy box filled with files from 1999. 

Sasha regains her focus and places the mugs down on the table. “I’m not sure how anyone can get through all of these in a day and a half.” Sasha scanned the room, finding the shelves aching with copy boxes from the past 20 years of cases their private firm had investigated. “And I don’t know what the big push to digitize them all now is about.” 

Shea hefted the box onto the table. “I don’t know how they expected either of us to get anything done here.”

Sasha thought she caught the tail end of a quirked lip, but she brushed it off when she noticed the scanner was missing.

So Sasha, against her desire to spend as much time with Shea, left to get the scanner, as that was probably what Shea meant. 

But when Sasha put the scanner down and grabbed the first case from the January 1999 folder, separating the pages to remove duplicates. 

“So I figure I’ll start with these and you line up the next file?” 

“We could do that,” Shea played around with her words. “Maybe if we work fast enough, we can get some lunch together.” 

Sasha took another glance around the room, figuring that each box would take about twenty minutes. And there was at least one box for each year. And twelve files in each box. “I doubt we’re going to have time for lunch. At least if we want any of our holiday weekend to relax.” 

Shea rolled her sleeve up to the elbow and Sasha’s eyes trained to her forearm. 

“We’ll then we can make time for it.” Shea’s hand inched over, pausing Sasha’s scanning. 

“Oh,” Sasha just about breathed out, daring to glance upward. “I guess we have plenty of time.” 

“So now you notice when I’m hitting on you?” Shea tried to look exasperated, but Sasha thought she looked endeared. 

“When you put it like that, yes, I’ve noticed.”

[artificialqueens]

One Good Reason (Sashea) - ImposterZoe

AN: Sashea lesbian Au drabble for no good reason. Enjoy! IZ

Sasha and Shea sat in front of their fireplace. It was a peaceful winter night. Cookies were in the oven. Their favorite movie was on.

Oh! And the couple was having an argument.

"Please!"

"Shea for the last time, NO!"

"But it would be nice!"

"No it wouldn't."

"Sasha come on! They're not expensive."

"The price is not why I'm saying no!"

Shea got on her knees, literally begging her girlfriend.

"Please! Please! Please!"

Sasha didn't even look down.

"No! No! No!"

A timer went off and Sasha calmly got up to get the cookies.

Shea followed her.

"Oh come on! Give me one good reason!"

Sasha slammed the cookie tray down and flipped around. She punctuated each word with a clap.

"I. Am. Deathly. Allergic. To. Cats! That is why we cannot get one."

Shea stared at her girlfriend in shock.

"We've been having this fight for an hour! Why didn't you just say that?!"

"Shut up and get a cookie."

[imalwaysaslutfordrag]

Wait Till I Give You A Sign (Sashea) - Mac

AN: This was too short and too angsty and too spur of the moment to post to AQ, so here it is. Its also on AO3 if you’d rather...

Summary: Sasha and Shea have been cheating on their significant others for a while now. Sasha always tries to call the next day. Shea doesn't want to talk tonight.

The blue light reflected on the cracked green tile made Shea want to throw up. Not because of the horrible color clash, but because when she looked too long She swore she could feel the entire world on her chest. All the sorrow and pain weighed on her lungs and she couldn't catch her breath. She turned up the temperature of the water to ground herself in reality, but the dull feeling of the drops making contact with her body only blurred the sensations more, and made her focus more on the ugly green tile. 

It was ugly. Shea had decided. This tile was ugly, and made her feel small and weak. Shea hadn't felt weak in years. With weakness came the voices. Most days Shea could block them out, but nights like this, when she felt everything and nothing at all, there was no way Shea could even formulate a fight.

The insults crawled up her thighs and snuck their teeth into her ribs, making the increasing pressure in her lungs nearly unbearable. She only heard the ends of the phrases but she knew what they were saying. She always knew what they were saying, especially when she couldn't hear them.

Shea wanted to cry, wanted to scream, wanted to claw her way out of her own body, but the only sound in the bathroom was her labored breathing as she let wave after wave of nausea and pain envelop her. 

She doesn't know how long she stands there just swaying, but her phone vibrating  jolts her a bit. The cool air on her cool skin doesn't phase her, as she practically floats over to her bathroom counter in a daze.

The text is simple enough. “How are you?” It should be simple enough to answer. But the person that sent the message wasn’t simple to answer. Never had been someone simple to answer. Because Shea couldn’t lie to Sasha. The older queen always caught on. 

Shea had been an excellent liar in school. Faking illnesses for grades, faking grades for more grades, faking joy for friends, faking friends for drugs. It was as easy as smoking. It burned her from the inside out, and she knew it was killing her, but she liked it anyway. A bad habit. She would quit someday. Someday was always the perfect day to set goals around. It never had to come.

Her phone buzzed again. “Can we talk?”

Sasha would want to talk. She was the kind that always wanted to talk. And talk. And talk. About everything. About their feelings and their dreams and their hopes for the future. All the time. Forever. Until they were going in circles. 

Shea knew what Sasha wanted to talk about, and Shea had no interest in that conversation, again. Already having had it in her mind for the past seven hours. 

“It was wrong.” Sasha would say.

“Did it feel wrong?”

There would be silence.

“I doesn’t matter how it felt. We’re hurting people.”

“Then why do you keep coming back?”

There would be more silence.

“You walk around like this perfect fucking angel, never do anything wrong. Telling people to be kind and shit. You don’t want to hurt people my ass. You love when we fuck, you love it more when you think about him, because for once in your miserable life you feel like you are doing something bad. And you love it. That’s why you keep coming back, because you like when it’s wrong. If you were single you wouldn’t like it. If I said I loved you, you wouldn’t like it because that is too easy. You like when it is hard and rough and so fucking bad for you.” Shea wouldn’t say.

She would hum and nod in the right places. Sasha and she would agree ‘never again.’

And they would see each other at gigs or in passing for a few months or a year, until the tension built up too much. And someone would throw someone else against a wall, or a bed, or a mirror, or a door, and they would fuck like animals. It would be the best sex either of them had all year. And Sasha would leave in the early hours of the morning. Shea would wake up alone. Not surprised, and still her heart would sink at the cold space beside her.

And Sasha would ask to call her the next day.

[zwritestuff]

could you possibly write some sashea for my cold dead lesbian heart ???

hi love! sorry for the wait :) hope you like it! this is set in the same universe as this really old blixen drabble.

hope you like it!

“You did not get Vixen a date with Blair,” Sasha says with a gasp, leaning over the counter. Shea beams, flipping her hair over her shoulder. “How did that even happen?” She inquires with an amused smile.

Shea proceeds to tell her how the tennis and volleyball team happened to have practice on the same day and Vixen got hit by Blair’s tennis balls. When Blair came to apologize and Vixen couldn’t form a coherent sentence, Shea gave her sister a hand and told Blair she could make it up to Vixen by buying her ice cream after practice. Blair agreed, unaware of Vixen’s feelings.

Sasha whistles in amazement when Shea finishes.

“Damn. You sure are a good matchmaker,” she comments with a giggle, Shea holds back a sigh.

She’s a good matchmaker, indeed, but she can’t gather the courage to ask Sasha on a date. She smiles and thanks her with a small hair flip.

“But, y’know, for being a good matchmaker, I find it weird that you’re still single,” Sasha points out with a brow cocked slightly. Shea’s palms sweat, but she tries to remain calm.

She’s been good at keeping her crush as a secret and she doesn’t plan on letting it slip right now. She’s terrified of losing Sasha’s friendship just because of her feelings.

“It’s not weird! It’s like, when you give good advice but make terrible life choices.”

“I give good advice and I make good choices,” Sasha points out with a grin. Shea huffs a little. Of course she does, Sasha has always been the voice of reason in their friendship group.

“Just because you’re the exception doesn’t mean it applies to everyone,” Shea replies as she folds her arms.

Sasha laughs and Shea’s heart skips several bits. She’s always liked how soft and graceful her laugh is.

When she stops laughing Sasha stretches her arm and places her hand over Shea’s shoulder, giving it a slight squeeze.

“I’m sure you’ll find someone, babe,” Sasha says softly and Shea parts her lips slightly, but before she can say anything, a customer arrives to the counter asking for the yellow dress in display.

Sasha excuses herself with Shea and goes to find the dress the customer is talking about in the deposit. 

Shea inhales sharply; if that woman didn’t interrupt them, from her lips it would’ve slipped ‘I’ve found her. But I’m too much of a chicken to tell her.’

[ateneawrites]

Things that I've begun writing in my lizard brain

A prequel of events that predates the "kiss me" rosenali thing (so i can y'know... get a vague idea of how to continue it because i kind of didn't think of an outcome when i begun to write that 😬)

A taywhora kissing drabble

A sashea kissing drabble

Something involving Ella Vaday that I'm not sure what ship to make it about just the dynamic i want in it

Literally fics of Ella Vaday with everyone (and by everyone i mean three other people because i am an Ella Vaday stan account so i have to lmao)

A series of Christmas drabbles with different ships (that I've put in a list and everything)

An actual Christmas fic that i have, again, a dynamic i want but I'm not sure of the ship just yet

Things I've actually begun to write

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[fortheloveofpearlet]

Can you write a Sashea fic about all the "flirting" they do online leading to them actually falling for each other

Thank you darling! This is going to be continued in the next drabble I post!

Send me sentence prompts and drag race pairings and I’ll write you a little drabble!

The fans called them Sashea, they’d coined the term during season nine. It had pretty much all kicked off after the Good Morning Bitches challenge, after that the fans had gone crazy over them. Sasha and Shea liked to make their fans happy so they thought a little online flirting was harmless. They posted captions to Instagram photos of the two of them calling each other ’boo’ and ’eternal crush’ and other such flirty nicknames. On Twitter they tagged each other in Tweets regularly and there was always some kind of flirtatious undertone. It had all been to keep the fans happy, or at least that’s how it started. But somehow, over time, it became less about the fans and more about actually wanting to flirt with the other. Sasha found herself checking all her social media accounts several times a day hoping Shea would have reached out. It left her downtrodden when she didn’t. Of course she had no idea Shea thought the exact same thing. What had started as harmless flirting had led to real feelings and neither one of them knew what to do with that.

They hadn’t seen each other for a while when Dragcon rolled around. When Sasha spotted Shea the day before at the convention centre setting up her booth she actually felt her heart skip a beat. She’d missed her more than she’d realised. She casually strolled over to the other queen, her hands stuffed shyly in her pockets.‘Hey boo.’ Shea spotted her coming and jumped up. She flung her arms around the other queen and held her tightly. 'I missed you Sasha!’Sasha sighed in content as she wrapped her arms around Shea. Shea felt so good in her arms, like she fit perfectly there.'I missed you too babe!’ Sasha spoke into her ear. Shea was smiling so brightly at her as the hug ended. For a second it was as though they were the only two people in the world. And then they were snapped back around.'Shea, little help here?’ Shea’s assistant called over snapping the two queens out of their daze.'Urgh I better go.’ Shea groaned. 'Quick selfie?’ Her eyes sparkled a little.'I always have time for a selfie with you boo.’ Sasha blew her a kiss. Had they always flirted like this in person? Probably yes. Shea pulled her phone from her pocket and wrapped her arm around Sasha’s shoulder. They both pouted a little and Shea snapped the photo.'See you later yeah? Come find me tomorrow.’ Shea’s voice sounded desperate.'Of course.’ Sasha smiled and kissed her friend’s cheek. Boo. Eternal crush. Babe. Was friend the right word? Sasha had no idea anymore.

Later that night back at the hotel Sasha went on her Instagram to find a new post from Shea. It was the selfie she’d taken at the convention centre with the caption: ’Hard at work as always with my lesbian lover and #1 crush @sashavelour #lookhowcuteweare #mybabe #dragcon2017’Sasha smiled to herself, hit like and typed a comment.’@sheacoulee something was hard alright…’No, no, no. She quickly deleted that.’@sheacoulee you’re the cute one boo #lesbianbroccoli’.That was more appropriate. She posted the comment and put her phone down. The fans would have a field day with that. Maybe they could take more selfies tomorrow at Dragcon and really make them go wild. All for the fans of course. No other reason.

Dragcon was hectic, more hectic than Sasha ever thought it would be. Day one was almost all over by the time she finally got to casually swing by Shea’s booth. Shea looked sexy as all hell and wore a beautiful blue wig that Sasha thought complimented her skin tone. Shea had her back to Sasha when she walked over which gave Sasha a moment to admire her ass. She leant on the table and coughed loudly to get Shea’s attention. Shea spun around and Sasha swore she saw her whole face lit up when the other queen saw her.'Boo!’ Shea smiled coming and leaning over the table to kiss Sasha’s cheek. 'I didn’t think I was going to get to see you.’ She pulled Sasha around the table into her booth.'Me either but I was determined to find you darling.’ Sasha smiled at her. They stared into each other’s eyes for a moment, everyone else in the convention centre slipping away momentarily. Until of course, once again they were snapped back around.'Oh my god it’s Shea and Sasha! Together!’ They heard a female voice call. 'Can we have a picture of you two?’Shea and Sasha smiled at each other and then at the fan.'Of course!’ Shea beamed. 'Good Morning Bitches?’ She whispered to Sasha. Sasha knew exactly what she meant and she nodded. The fan pulled out her phone and Shea took hold of Sasha’s shoulders and Sasha took hold of hers and they moved in closer to each other. Eyes closed and lips parted. Fans screamed. Just as they got a few inches apart Shea jumped back.'Sasha! Not here, what I have I told you?’ She gasped in faux shock.'I just can’t help myself Shea!’ Sasha replied over dramatically. Their eyes met again. No one else existed in their little world.I’m falling for you, Sasha said in her head. I’m falling for you and god I wished you felt the same.I’m falling for you, Shea said in her head. I’m falling for you and god I wished you felt the same.

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sashea: shea gets turn on by sasha's erotica costume

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It wasn’t fair, it so wasn’t fair. Shea always thought Sasha looked beautiful, whether she was done up in full drag, in half drag or if she was in her boys clothes but this was something else. Shea was at a complete loss for words to describe how Sasha looked in her Erotica costume. She had the look down to a tee right down to the gold tooth. There was something about the look, the tight corset, the patches she wore over her nipples and the slicked back blonde wig that was driving Shea crazy. She watched Sasha putting the finished touches to the look when suddenly Sasha turned to look at her.‘What’s up?’ Sasha raised one of her painted on eyebrows at Shea. 'Does it look terrible?’'God no!’ Shea was quick to say. 'You look…’ Perfect. Incredible. Intoxicating. 'You look just like her.’ Shea swallowed, trying to ignore the effect Sasha was having on her.'You think?’ Sasha turned back to the mirror.'Totally.’ Shea was mesermised. Sasha turned back to her.'You make a great material girl.’ Sasha smiled at her and then she leant close to Shea’s ear. 'Don’t tell Pepper but I think your look trumps her.’ She whispered and Shea felt the other queens breath on her skin and it made her feel weak.'Thanks.’ She croaked.'Anytime.’ Sasha smiled and her eyes sparkled a little.'Five minutes until main stage guys.’ One of the crew members shouted into the werk room. Sasha looked back at her reflection and smoothed back her wig before she picked up her whip. She turned back to Shea and slapped the whip in the palm of her own hand, her eyes locked on Shea’s.'Couldn’t forget this.’ Her eyes still sparkled. Shea felt her breath catch in her throat. I want you to spank me, god I want you to spank me, she thought, feeling her tuck getting painful. Sasha knew, she must have done. She must have seen the look on Shea’s face, Shea could feel herself going red and she was getting hot under the collar.'Yeah. Can’t forget that.’ Shea croaked. Sasha smirked and yes she must have known what she was doing.'Might come in handy. Never know.’ Sasha smacked the whip on her own hand again and the sound for some reason made Shea whimper a little. Sasha heard it. She smiled and licked her bottom lip, Shea swore it was happening in slow motion. Her dick taped between her legs was throbbing painfully. God she hoped her tuck was tight, it would be too embarrassing for words if she popped out. Sasha gave her one last smirk as the crew was beckoning them for the main stage.'Time to go.’ Sasha gave Shea a sultry look and then she turned on her heels to head towards the door. Shea watched her ass as she went. This is so, so unfair.

Shea could barely think of anything but Sasha backstage after the runway. She was safe and Sasha was still out on the main stage and Shea thought that might have been a good thing because she just needed a minute away from the beauty. It didn’t help though because Sasha was still all she could think about.'Can we talk about Sasha’s outfit?’ Trinity’s words snapped Shea out of her daze.'Oh gurl, is it wrong I want her to spank me with that damn whip?’ Aja laughed. Get in line bitch, if she’s spanking anyone it’s going to me, thankfully Shea managed to keep that in her head.'You ain’t the only one!’ Trinity laughed too. Shea stayed quiet. She couldn’t say anything because if she did was sure her real feelings would be evident to her fellow queens. She closed her eyes briefly and she pictured Sasha in that outfit and she felt her tuck throb again. She was going crazy over this look, she had never wanted someone so badly in her life.'What did you think Shea?’ Aja’s voice made it to Shea’s ears and her eyes shot back open.'What?’ Please be talking about something else, anything else.'Sasha’s runway. It was hot right?’ Aja was looking at her expectantly, almost knowingly. Did Aja know what Sasha did to her? Shea swallowed and tried to keep her voice steady when she spoke.'Yeah she looked great.’ She said in a non-commital fashion hoping the others wouldn’t see through it.'She’s got to be in the top. Her snatch game and that outfit, she has to be.’ Trinity spoke up. She might be in the top but I want her to be my bottom, Shea’s tuck throbbed again as she had this thought.'Are you ok? You seem quieter than usual?’ Valentina came closer to Shea on the couch and spoke quitely to her.'Huh? Me?’ Shea looked like a deer in headlights. 'Gurl I’m fine!’ She tried to laugh it off.'So nothing’s bothering you? Nothing to do with a certain other queen that’s-’ Valentina was cut off by the door opening. One by one the other queens entered the untucked longue and got their drinks. Sasha’s eyes met Shea’s. They were sparkling. She looked like a vision of perfection. I need you like I’ve never needed anyone before in my life, Shea thought as Sasha got closer. She didn’t know how she was going to get through this without popping her tuck. This is so, so unfair.

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sashea, they keep teasing each other in the werk room

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It started on the very first day in the werk room. They’d been getting out of drag after the Lady Gaga runway and Shea had looked up to she Sasha staring at her across the room. Shea had been wearing nothing but panties and a face of make-up. Shea caught the other queens eye but Sasha didn’t look away. Shea had smirked, turned around and bent over giving Sasha something to really stare at. When she stood back up Sasha was still staring at her. This is going to be fun, Shea thought.

Every time Shea found herself getting out of drag after that she would find Sasha’s eyes on her. If it were anyone else Shea might find it creepy, but she liked Sasha watching her. And she liked to tease in Sasha return. She would make a production of getting changed, taking her time to strip off her clothes and making sure Sasha had a good view of her. She would bend over and shake her ass in Sasha’s direction when the other queens weren’t looking. She knew what she was doing to Sasha and she loved it. But Sasha did things to Shea too.

After the Naughty Nighties runway when they were back in the werk room once again Shea found herself watching Sasha hang her clothes up. She had on a blonde wig and her outfit was so beautifully androgynous, sexy and feminine with just some pasties covering her boy chest. Shea didn’t mean to move closer to Sasha, she certainly didn’t mean to go over to where Sasha was hanging her clothes up but she had. Sasha stopped playing with her clothes and turned to Shea.‘Hey.’ She smiled that incredibly beautiful smile at Shea and Shea melted at her voice like she normally did.'Hey.’ Shea replied. Her eyes didn’t mean to wander Sasha’s body, but they did.'Can I help you with something?’ Sasha’s voice sounded deeper somehow, dripping with seduction. Shea’s eyes wandered Sasha’s body again before coming to a stop on her eyes that were sparkling.'Uhm no.’ Shea shrugged dumbly. Sasha’s lip turned up a little at the corner and she took a step closer to Shea.'Sure about that?’ She whispered, deliberately licking her bottom lip. Shea felt a stirring in her pants, Sasha was definitely doing this on purpose. 'What’s the matter Shea? You can give it but you can’t take it?’ Sasha laughed a little and then she turned away and bent over to pick something up off the floor. Of course Shea’s eyes went straight to her ass, Shea was sure Sasha had planned that. Sasha was getting her own back on Shea for her subtle strip shows across the werk room. She finally stood back up and hung the item up on her rack. Hanging up clothes never looked so good, Shea thought.

This continued throughout the competition. Every time they were in the werk room one of them would tease the other to try and wind them up and then the next day the other would retaliate. If the other queens had noiced no one had said anything. During the pilot challenge, Shea took things to the next level. All this flirting and teasing my have started out as a joke but the more it happened the more Shea wanted Sasha and she decided she wasn’t waiting around anymore.

They were sat at the table throwing around ideas for their pilot. Sasha was talking in a thick Russian accent, practising her character when Shea decided to make her move. While Sasha was talking Shea put her hand on the other queens thigh under the table. Sasha looked at her in confusion and Shea’s hand went higher. She moved her hand up Sasha’s thigh until she reached the other queens crotch. Sasha’s eyes widened and Shea saw her swallow.'What…uhm what are you doing?’ Sasha dropped the accent and bit her lip.'Isn’t this what you wanted Sasha?’ Shea came close to her ear and her voice was low and Sasha felt a stirring down below.'That’s not fair.’ Sasha whispered, hoping the other queens wouldn’t notice what was going on. 'You’re playing dirty.’Shea smirked and cupped Sasha’s growing election in her trousers.'Don’t pretend you don’t like it.’ Shea breathed. Sasha was enjoying it, too much. All this teasing between them over the last few weeks had led her to wanting more. Their eyes were locked on each other and Shea kept her hand on Sasha’s crotch. God Sasha wanted more, this was so unfair. Suddenly Shea’s hand disappeared and she turned her attention back to ideas on the table.'So, what shall we call it?’ Shea spoke as if nothing had happened. Sasha felt dizzy. This was so unfair.

All the way through filming their pilot Sasha kept catching Shea smirking at her with dark eyes and it was throwing her off. Sasha desperately tried to ignore it, they needed to do well in this challenge and Shea was making it hard, pun intended. Sasha decided to get her own back.

They were filming a scene that was going to be set on a beach where they both had their arms around each other and Sasha made her move. She let her hand trail down Shea’s back and then she grabbed the other queens ass. Shea gasped loudly and turned to look at her. Sasha was smirking at her.'What’s wrong Shea?’ Sasha had danger dancing in her eyes. 'We planned this remember?’ She had to make Shea play along because Ru was watching them. Shea swallowed hard.'Oh yeah. Must have forgot.’ Her voice was quiet.'Let’s run that again.’ Ru called over to them. Sasha smirked at Shea again and Shea subtly shook her head at her. They filmed it again, this time Shea grabbed Sasha’s ass too. She squeezed it hard and Sasha tried to ignore that Shea was trying to get her own back and act professional.

'I can’t believe you would do that while we were filming.’ Shea hissed in Sasha’s ear later in the werk room. Trinity, Peppermint and Alexis were filming their pilot and Nina and Valentina were on the other side of the werk room chatting amongst themselves. Sasha took her wig and eye patch off.'You can play dirty but I can’t?’ She raised a painted on eyebrow at the other queen.'That was different.’'Was it?’ Sasha folded her arms. 'Feeling me up under the table where anyone could have seen? That’s different?’Shea blushed a little and bit her lip.'I don’t know.’ She shrugged. 'We’re gonna get ourselves in trouble aren’t we?’Sasha unfolded her arms and a smirk sprang to her face.'Not if we’re careful.’ There was mischief in her eyes and Shea felt a shiver pass up her spine. Sasha looked over her shoulder to make sure Valentina and Nina or any of the crew weren’t looking their way. Then she stepped closer to Shea and put her hand on the other queens shoulder. 'We’ll just have to be really, really careful.’ She whispered, her whole body pressed up against Shea’s. Shea couldn’t help what she did next, but Sasha’s lips were close to hers and they looked so inviting with her glittery lipstick plastered on them. Shea closed the small space between them and gently pressed her lips against Sasha’s. Sasha hadn’t been expecting that and she gasped a little. Shea took the opportunity to slide her tongue in the older queens mouth. She wrapped her arms around Sasha’s neck and kissed her passionately. When the kiss broke Sasha was wide eyed. She hadn’t ever expected that to happen. She could see her lipstick on Shea’s lips and she figured Shea’s must be on hers. Sasha was staring at her dumbly and Shea smirked, her eyes now mischievous. She let her eyes trail up and down Sasha’s body seductively and then she came close to Sasha’s ear and whispered, 'I win.’ Then she turned on her heels and walked away. Sasha watched her go, in complete shock over what had just happened. Her fingers went to her lips, they felt like they were tingling. How had their teasing game ended like this? Sasha had never expected the teasing to amount to anything real. Sasha exhaled, still lightly stroking her lip. If Shea had won by kissing Sasha then Sasha was more than happy to be the loser.

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What about a fic about Sasha and Shea hooking up while they're at Drag Con?

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Day two at Dragcon and Sasha was desperate for an excuse to go and see Shea. She’d been so busy again though that she hadn’t had the time and her body practically ached for a glimpse of the other queen. She smiled for photos, signed autographs and chatted to her fans but her mind was elsewhere. It usually was these days.

She was starting to feel really drained. Her feet hurt and her back hurt and she was so tired. She had no idea what time it was so she had no idea how much longer she would be here. There was a slight lull and she wondered if she had time to go for a walk and maybe accidentally end up at Shea’s booth. She exhaled heavily as she considered this, she didn’t want to seem desperate. Just as she was weighing this up she heard something behind her.‘Pssst!’Sasha spun around in confusion. There was no one in her booth. She frowned about to turn away but then she heard the noise again.'Pssst!’Sasha’s frown deepened but then she saw a hand peaking out from behind her booth, summoning her over. Sasha was really confused by now but she shook her head and went over to where the mysterious hand was. The hand grabbed her wrist as soon as she was close enough and pulled her behind the booth.'What the hell?’ Sasha growled a little at her attacker.'Sorry.’ Shea laughed. 'I didn’t want people to see me.’'What are you doing back here?’ Sasha kept her voice low. They were sandwiched in the small space between the rows of booths. They could still hear the crowds of people on the convention centre floor but they couldn’t be seen.'I just wanted to see you without having to walk through the crowds. It would have taken hours to get here otherwise.’'We’re hiding behind the booths like a couple of teenagers hiding out under the bleachers.’ Sasha laughed. 'We should get back.’'Follow me.’ Shea suddenly grabbed her arm, almost frantically.'Where?’'Do you trust me?’'Of course I do.’'So follow me.’ Shea let go of her arm and turned on her heels and headed down the small aisle. Sasha had no idea what was going on but she couldn’t say no to Shea.

She followed Shea towards the back of the convention centre where there were some quieter booths and hardly any people. Suddenly Shea pulled her into a booth and pulled the curtain around it so they couldn’t be seen. For a moment Shea just stared at Sasha and Sasha felt a knot in her stomach. Why is she so beautiful? This really isn’t fair, Sasha thought. She bit her lip.'Shea what are we doing?’ She kept her voice low in case any passers by might hear her.'I don’t know.’ Shea sighed. 'I just wanted a minute with you. Just you.’Sasha wasn’t sure why but the idea that Shea just wanted to be with her made her heart flutter.'I don’t mind that.’ Sasha felt like a teenager with a crush; one of those things was certainly right.'This whole flirty friends thing isn’t working for me.’ Shea suddenly blurted out taking Sasha back. Sasha frowned.'You don’t like us flirting?’ Was it just me that liked that? Sasha suddenly felt really stupid.'What no, god no that’s not what I meant.’ Shea was quick to correct herself. She stepped a little closer to Sasha. 'It’s not the flirting I have a problem with. It’s the friends part I’m not so keen on.’ Shea felt herself blushing but she wasn’t sure if Sasha could see it through her make-up. Sasha was still frowning at her.'I don’t understand.’ Sasha croaked, her voice sounding nothing like herself.'Yes you do.’ Shea half-smiled at her. 'You feel this between us right? I can’t be the only one that feels this.’ Shea was almost begging her, as if there could only be one possible answer to this. Sasha couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Was Shea really saying what she thought she was saying? Sasha’s heart started beating heavily.'I uhm…well I…’ She really didn’t know what to say to that. Shea bit her lip and looked away from Sasha.'Oh ok.’ She whispered. 'Guess it’s just me then. Pretend I didn’t say anything.’ She shook her head and spun on her heels. She headed towards the curtain and Sasha knew if she let her go that would be it. If she let Shea walk away it was over. She had to do something and she had to do it fast. As Shea was reaching for the curtain Sasha reached for her hand and grabbed it. She tugged Shea backwards, pulling the other queen close to her. Shea looked confused but Sasha just smiled at her and pulled her even closer so she could kiss her. Their lips met and an explosion of fireworks seemed to go off around them. About fucking time, Sasha thought. Shea gasped a little at the sensation and Sasha took the chance to slide her tongue in Shea’s mouth. She wrapped her arms around the other queens neck and Shea wrapped hers around Sasha’s waist. The kiss was passionate and heated and Sasha’s tuck was throbbing. They were both really out of breath when the kiss ended.'You’re not the only one.’ Sasha whispered suddenly feeling a little stupid. Shea smiled at her and took hold of Sasha’s shoulders and guided her backwards until her legs collided with the table in the booth. Shea sat her down on the edge of it and stood between her legs. She cupped Sasha’s face briefly and then her hands wandered down Sasha’s body and came to a stop high up in her thighs.'I need you.’ Shea’s voice was dripping with lust.'Do we have time?’ Sasha panted a little.'For a little fun, I’m sure.’ Shea smirked. She ran her hands down Sasha’s legs and pulled up her skirt so she could get at her underwear. Shea got the underwear off leaving Sasha with just the tape between her legs, barely holding her back at this point. Sasha reached between her legs and picked at the tape. Shea pulled her up own dress, got rid of her underwear and ripped the tape off in one swift move. It hurt a bit but she didn’t care. She came back over to Sasha and their eyes went straight to each other’s lengths. Shea licked her lips hungrily and before Sasha knew what was happening Shea had dropped to her knees in front of the table. She took hold of the base of Sasha’s dick and gently lapped her tongue over the head. Sasha gasped and moaned and thred her fingers in Shea’s wig. Shea wrapped her lips around Sasha’s dick and then in one swift move she deep throated the other queen. Sasha tried to keep her moans quiet but Shea’s large full lips were like nothing she’d ever felt before. She grazed her teeth a little as she came up, lapped her tongue over the head and then took her whole length in her mouth again. She did this a few times and Sasha was a mess. Her pre-come was already leaking. She’d imagined this so many times and it was better than even her wildest dreams. Shea’s mouth was warm and she worked her like no one ever had. Sasha was feeling too close though. She tugged gently on Shea’s wig and Shea sat back, wiping her mouth.'What? Was that not good?’ She whispered. Sasha pulled her up so their lips could meet again.'Are you kidding me? That was incredible. Too incredible.’ She spoke into Shea’s lips. Sasha’s hand moved between their bodies and found Shea’s dick. She started stroking her and Shea moaned now. She found Sasha’s dick and pumped her in time with Sasha’s movement on her own dick. They kissed messily while they worked each other to their orgasm. They could still hear the occasional person walk passed the booth but there was something hot about that. People were probably looking for them, but they didn’t care. All that mattered was how the others hand felt stroking them. They were panting into each other’s mouths, clearly both close to their orgasm. Shea’s legs felt a little weak as her orgasm neared. Sasha came moments before Shea, narrowly avoiding getting come on both of them. Shea came and also just managed to aim away from their outfits. Shea cupped Sasha’s face and kissed her hard.'You have no idea how much I needed that.’ Shea laughed a little.'Oh trust me, I do.’ Sasha laughed too.

They tucked, got their clothes back on properly and reapplied their lipsticks. Sasha helped Shea pin her wig back in place from where it had moved a little from Sasha pulling it. Before they went back on the convention centre floor and were sucked back into the madness, Shea took hold of Sasha’s hand.'I need you to know I don’t just want secret hook ups like this. I want you Sasha, in every way.’ Shea confessed. Sasha felt her heart explode. That was all she’d ever wanted to hear.'Me too babe.’ Sasha smiled at her and gave her hand a squeeze. 'You can have me any way you want. I’m yours, I feel like I have been since the day I met you.’Shea smiled and gave her a soft kiss so as not to mess up their lipstick again.'Same here boo. Same here.’And with that they snuck back to their booths, stupid smiles on both their faces that couldn’t be wiped off even if they tried.

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first of all, i love everything you write, it just makes me so happy!!!!! Pls keep going ❤ here's a modest request: sashea cis!girl au where they have have sex in Sasha's art studio and then Sasha decide to paint/photograph shea (??) Idk im just kjahsjdjs also sorry for my bad english love ya

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The breeze came in through the window making the photographs hanging out to dry flutter a little. Various cameras, rolls of film, paint pallets and canvases littered every available surface. The studio was only small, it wasn’t really built for two people, especially not what what they’d came to do. Shea was naked on her back on the small couch, every now and again she felt a paintbrush or a camera lens dig into her. But she didn’t care. Sasha was placing gentle kisses up her leg from her ankle to her thigh. Shea watched her shimmery pink lipstick marking her dark skin. Sasha’s lips reached the top of her thigh and then trailed over her toned stomach. Shea moaned and reached for the other girl, stroking her shaved head. Sasha’s lips didn’t stop there, they got higher up her torso and found one of Shea’s large breasts. Her tongue glided over her hard nipple and then she took it in her mouth and and sucked on her tit. Shea moaned again took hold of Sasha’s breasts in her hands. She massaged them as Sasha worked her own with her mouth. Shea let go of her tits and her finger tips danced over Sasha’s milky flesh. The other girl was also naked and Shea’s fingers gently brushed her between her legs. Sasha gasped around Shea’s breast and she sat up so she could look at her lover. Shea pulled her down for a kiss as she let two fingers slide inside Sasha. Sasha moaned into Shea’s mouth and Shea felt Sasha’s hand moving between their bodies. Sasha’s thumb rubbed over Shea’s clit a few times before she slid her fingers inside her lover. Their eyes were locked on each other’s as their fingers worked inside one another. Sasha used her free hand to massage Shea’s breast. They kissed messily, lipstick smearing everywhere. They moaned into each other’s mouths as they both plunged deeper inside each other. Shea was grinding herself into Sasha, pushing herself down on the other girls fingers. Sasha bit Shea’s lip and nibbled on it a little. Shea started rubbing Sasha’s clit with her thumb and the other girl did the same to her. They were moving against each other, the friction of their skins rubbing together felt magical. Sasha pulled back from Shea’s lips all of a sudden and then her fingers slid out of her and Shea groaned in frustration. Sasha laughed a little as she flipped them over and Shea removed her fingers from Sasha.‘Come here.’ Sasha panted pulling Shea further up her body by her hand. She pulled Shea towards her face and Shea knew what she wanted. Shea lowered herself onto Sasha’s face and gasped as she felt Sasha’s tongue come into contact with her clit. Sasha lapped her sensitive spot moaning a little at Shea’s taste. Her tongue ran between Shea’s lips and then glided inside her. Shea moaned and so did Sasha. Sasha’s hand went between her own legs and she started rubbing her own clit vigorously. She started lapping her tongue over Shea’s clit again and her other hand went between her lovers legs and two fingers slid inside her again. Shea was a complete mess and she knew she was only moments away from her orgasm. Sasha knew this too and rubbed herself harder. Shea moaned deeply as she came and Sasha lapped her up, the taste of the other woman was enough to bring her to her own orgasm and she moaned into Shea’s wet lips. Shea shuffled backwards and laid down on top of Sasha. Sasha stroked back her long dark hair.'I want to photograph you.’ Sasha kissed her passionately.'One day.’ Shea laughed.'No.’ Sasha shook her head. 'Right now.’ Suddenly she got up and Shea just stared at her. She didn’t bother putting any clothes on and Shea just watched the way her lithe body navigated the small room. She picked up an old film camera and slung it around her neck. She instructed Shea to lay on her side in the couch.'No ones gonna see these are they?’ Shea asked her.'No way. For my eyes only.’ Sasha kissed her. She found a sheer scarf she often wore around her bald head and draped it over Shea’s tits. She delicately stroked a strand of Shea’s hair back off her face.'Isn’t my make-up a mess?’ Shea asked her now.'A little but you just look so beautiful. You look like you just had he time of your life.’ Sasha winked at her.'I did.’ Shea agreed. Sasha took some photos of Shea laying there in her post orgasm bliss. She instructed her to move a little between each frame. Shea was getting a little turned on again watching Sasha moving about with no clothes on. Sasha knew she was, she could see it in the other woman’s eyes.'Touch yourself.’ Sasha told her with a smirk.'Seriously?’ Shea laughed a little, not sure she wanted that captured on film.'Please?’ Sasha’s eyes were filled with lust and Shea couldn’t say no to that. She let her hand slide between her own legs and she was already wet again. She immediately let two fingers enter herself and she heard the camera going off wildly. Shea let her eyes flutter close as the feeling of her own fingers inside her washed over her. She didn’t realise the camera had stopped going off until she suddenly felt Sasha on top of her. The other girl kissed her, taking Shea’s free hand and putting it between her legs.'Me too.’ Sasha whispered and Shea smirked rubbing her finger over Sasha’s clit. 'You make a beautiful model.’ Sasha panted a little.'I’ll be your model any time baby.’'Well it’s good you say that.’ Sasha moaned. 'Because the self timer is going to go off any minute.’

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Prompt: During S9 Sasha and Shea totally having a thing for each other but not knowing how the other feels. But the other queens totally pick up on it and try to push them together. Luv u❤️❤️

Thank you darling!

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‘We have to do something about this.’ Nina whispered.'Yeah totally.’ Farrah agreed.'I just don’t get how they can’t see it!’ Peppermint interjected.'We have to make them see how the other feels.’ Alexis spoke up. They all turned to look at Sasha and Shea on the other side of the werk room giggling and chatting to one another. The others had seen it even if they hadn’t. They tried to insist they were just friends but the others saw the way they looked at each other. It was hard not to notice it. Their eyes would always light up when the other was near and they seemed to go off in their own little world when they talked. They touched each other a little more than necessary, always hugging for no apparent reason, touching each other’s arm when they were talking. How Sasha and Shea didn’t see it had the other queens baffled.'I’ll talk to Shea.’ Nina decided.'I’ll talk to Sasha.’ Peppermint spoke up.'And if that doesn’t work?’ Trinity asked them all.'We’ll hatch a plan.’ Valentina smiled.

The next day in the werk room the girls worked on keeping Sasha and Shea separated so Nina and Peppermint could talk to them. It wasn’t easy, the two queens liked to spend time together, a little too much. They finally managed to get them apart and Nina had Shea over by the werk stations while Peppermint kept Sasha busy by her rack of clothes. Peppermint subtly nodded at Nina across the room. Nina gave her a subtle nod in reply.'Gurl can we be real for a minute.’ Nina interrupted Shea who had been talking about some new foundation she’d been using. Shea stopped and put the foundation down.'How real?’ Shea raised her eyebrow.'You and Sasha.’ Nina jumped straight in because she knew they didn’t have a lot of time. Shea forced a frown even though she knew exactly where this was going she didn’t want Nina to know that.'What about me and Sasha?’ She scoffed, turning away from Nina to tidy away her make-up.'You know exactly what gurl.’ Nina watched Shea’s reflection in the mirror and she saw something change on her face but she was quick to try and correct it.'I have absolutely no idea what you’re talking about.’'You like her!’ Nina couldn’t waste any time here. Shea turned back to Nina and sighed. She looked over Nina’s shoulder to make sure no one else, especially Sasha, were in ear shot.'Am I that obvious?’ Shea but her lip.'Kinda.’ Nina smiled softly at her. 'The rest of us worked it out.’'Oh god do you think Sasha knows?’ Shea panicked a little but Nina was shaking her head.'No I think the two of you are just as oblivious as each other.’'What do you mean?’ Shea frowned. Nina rolled her eyes. How slow are these bitches?'Sasha is totally into you too!’'What? No way.’ Shea turned back to her make-up again.'Yes way.’ Nina put her hand on Shea’s shoulder and turned the other queen back around. 'We’ve all seen the way you two look at each other.’'Sasha doesn’t like me like that.’ Shea shook her head. 'I don’t know what you think you’ve seen, but trust me, she’s not into me.’Nina rolled her eyes again. Slow bitches, how the hell can’t they see it? She hoped Peppermint was having more luck

'This is an intervention.’ Peppermint told Sasha on the other side of the werk room. Sasha frowned at her.'For my raging alcohol problem?’ Sasha teased. 'Oh no you must be talking about my heroin addiction. That thing really has gotten out of control.’ Sasha laughed and turned away from Peppermint, going through her clothes trying to figure out her runway outfit.'You can joke all you want, we both know what I’m talking about.’ Peppermint sassed her. Sasha focused on her clothes. Of course she knew what Peppermint was talking about. She wasn’t going to admit as much so easily though.'I honestly don’t have a clue.’ Sasha pulled out one of her dresses and inspected it. She held it up to her body and contemplated it. Peppermint grumbled something under her breath and snatched the dress from Sasha’s hands, putting it aside.'Yes you do.’ Peppermint raised her eyebrow at the younger queen. 'She’s tall, dark skinned, leggy and goes by the name of Shea Couleé.’ Peppermint folded her arms. She saw something flicker in Sasha’s eyes at the mention of Shea.'What about her?’ Sasha was a terrible liar, she always had been. She knew Peppermint saw right through her.'You two need just fuck and be done with it.’ Peppermint’s words almost made Sasha choke on the air in her lungs.'What?’'I’m not beating around the bush here gurl. We’ve all seen the two of you making googly eyes at each other. Clearly you want to fuck her and she clearly wants to fuck you.’'I have no idea what you’re talking about.’ Sasha turned away from Peppermint because she could feel the blush spreading to her cheeks and she didn’t want the other queen to see. She had though.'Would you stop that a second.’ Peppermint pulled Sasha away from her clothes. 'Do you or do you not have a crush on Shea?’'Not.’ Sasha pulled a face as though she was disgusted by the mere thought.'You are so transparent.’ Peppermint rolled her eyes. 'Do you actually think you’re a good liar?’Sasha bit her lip.'Even if I did like her,’ she sighed. 'And that’s a big if. If I did like her, she doesn’t feel the same anyway so it doesn’t matter.’'Oh good god gurl are you really that blind?’ Peppermint clucked. 'Shea never stops eyeing you up. If she was a dog she’d be humping your leg.’'As if.’ Sasha rolled her eyes.'I’m not the only one that’s seen it Sasha. All the girls know you two are into each other.’'You’re wrong.’ Sasha shook her head and turned her back on Peppermint again, signalling the conversation was over. Peppermint sighed and looked over at Nina who was now stood back with the other girls in the middle of the werk room. Nina shrugged at her making Peppermint sigh again. She made her way over to the other queens.'Don’t worry.’ Valentina smiled brightly at Peppermint. 'I have a plan.’

A few days later when they were in the untucked lounge while the judges deliberated, Valentina made eye contact with Peppermint. The two queens nodded subtly at each other, Sasha and Shea were in the midst of a conversation and didn’t notice anything. Valentina stood up.'I need to use the bathroom.’ She spoke quietly so Sasha and Shea might have heard her but probably didn’t.'I’ll join you gurl.’ Peppermint stood up too and the two of them left the room.'I need a smoke.’ Farrah stood up soon after, speaking quietly like Valentina had.'Me too.’ Nina and Trinity followed suit.'I’m pretty sure I’m lip syncing, I’m going to come with you and listen to my iPod.’ Alexis followed them. They turned back to look at Sasha and Shea from the doorway. The two girls were chatting away to each other still, clearly not even noticing the rest of them had left.'And now we wait.’ Alexis smiled as they all fled the lounge.

'I can’t wait to show you around Chicago. I can’t believe you’ve never been.’ Shea touched Sasha’s shoulder.'Even if I had, I’m sure a Shea Couleé tour is not to be missed.’ Sasha smiled a little shyly at her.'Oh it isn’t.’ Shea’s eyes sparkled. Her eyes were locked on Sasha’s but as they fell into silence she suddenly realised how quiet the lounge was. She tore her eyes away from Sasha’s and looked around. 'Where the hell is everyone?’Sasha turned around and looked to see they were alone.'Have they gone back to the mainstage without us?’ Sasha frowned. She turned back to Shea who was smiling at her.'I don’t mind.’ Shea smiled at her but her smile was a little shy. 'While we’re alone…can I talk to you about something?’'Of course.’ Sasha’s heart skipped a beat. What does she want to talk about?'So uhm…this is gonna sound so dumb.’ Shea shook her head. 'You’re going to laugh really.’'What is it?’'Nina…she uhm…she thinks we like each other.’ Shea started to laugh but it was a forced laugh. Sasha felt herself blushing.'So does Peppermint. And according to her, the other girls think we do too.’ The two queens stared at each other for a little while feeling extremely embarrassed. The other queens were hidden behind the door to the lounge.'They’re talking about it!’ Farrah whispered excitedly.'Shush!’ Alexis scalded her.Back in the lounge the two queens were still awkwardly looking at each other.'Are they crazy?’ Shea asked Sasha softly, biting her lip. Sasha bit her lip too.'I don’t know.’Shea ran her fingers through her wig gently.'At the risk of making things super awkward here…’ she trailed off with a large exhale. 'I uhm…I do like you.’ Shea felt herself blushing but she hoped it wasn’t noticeable through her layers of make-up. Sasha also felt herself blushing. She looked away from Shea but Shea was quick to cup her chin and guide her face to look at her again. 'You feel it too right?’ Sasha’s blush deepened. She found herself nodding. Shea breathed a sigh of relief.'Oh thank god.’ Shea laughed a little. 'That could have been really awkward.’ And not knowing they were being watched, Shea cupped Sasha’s face a kissed her.'Ohmygod!’ Farrah screeched and all the queens practically fell through the door back into the room. Sasha and Shea leapt apart and looked at their audience.'I knew they just needed a gentle push.’ Alexis laughed smugly.'We’re match makers!’ Valentina swooned. Shea and Sasha were both bright red now.'Don’t stop on our account.’ Trinity laughed.'We want to see our hard work paying off.’ Peppermint added. Sasha and Shea looked at each other, their lipsticks smudged on each other’s lips.'We’re not going to kiss just so you guys can watch. Perverts.’ Shea chuckled, taking hold of Sasha’s hand.'Total perverts.’ Sasha agreed. The other queens looked at each other briefly, clearly all thinking the same thing. They turned back to Shea and Sasha and all at once they started chanting, 'Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!’Sasha and Shea looked at each other again, cheeks still red but they were laughing now. Shea squeezed Sasha’s hand.'I suppose we kinda owe them.’ Shea shrugged. Sasha rolled her eyes.'I still think they’re perverts but you’re probably right.’ Sasha smiled softly. Shea grinned and pulled Sasha close by her hand and their lips met again. Their audience erupted into cheers and Sasha and Shea laughed a little into the kiss. When they pulled back all the other queens were staring at them.'Urgh seriously guys, this is creepy now.’ Shea pulled a face.'We’re just so happy for you guys!’ Farrah screech a little.'Took them long enough.’ Nina clucked.'It probably wouldn’t have happened at all if it wasn’t for us.’ Alexis gave them that smug look again.'Yeah yeah alright guys.’ Shea rolled her eyes. 'We’re grateful and all, but that’s the last time we let you watch us make out.’'But you’re going to do it again?’ Valentina beamed. Shea looked back at Sasha and squeezed her hand again.'What do you reckon? Do you think they’ll be more where there came from?’Sasha mused for a second, deliberately leaving Shea hanging.'Hmmm….’ she pretended to think about it. 'I suppose, if you play your cards right Miss Couleé.’ Sasha smirked at her. Shea laughed and squeezed her hand once more.'I’ll play my cards any which way you want them Miss Velour.’ Shea winked at her and Sasha had no idea how she made that sentence sound sexual but she felt a stirring in her groin. She felt herself blushing again and Shea pulled her close and wrapped her arms around her.'Awww!’ Farrah screeched again. 'We rock!’ She jumped up and down.'We really do.’ Nina grinned.'They’re never going to let us forget this was their doing are they?’ Sasha spoke quietly into Shea’s shoulder.'No way.’ Shea laughed.'Someone had to push you two idiots together.’ Peppermint spoke up.'Yeah, you weren’t going to figure your shit out without us.’ Trinity added. Sasha and Shea both laughed as Shea tightened her hold on Sasha. Maybe all they’d needed was a gentle nudge in the right direction. They would be forever grateful to their fellow queens for helping them get together. Maybe one day they’d tell them that. Maybe one day they’d tell each other exactly what they meant to each other. But for now, they were happy knowing they’d taken the first step toward their future.

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i just saw a video where she said her favorite queen to compete with was trinity, but sasha was her favorite sister. can you do a jealous sasha drabble based on that? like maybe she sees shea getting close with another queen and she's paying less attention to sasha

Thank you darling! Set during drag race. Decided to use Nina as the other queen cos I have noticed she and Shea seem quite close. Once again swaps between male/female pronouns.

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Sasha tried not to notice them. He tried to just get on making his outfit for the challenge and not pay attention to the giggling going on across the room. He decided to put his iPod on to try and drown out the noise. He hoped it would drown out the jealous feelings that were swimming around inside him too.

Since the very first day of the competition he and Jaren had been really close. They’d bonded immediately being that they seemed to have a lot in common. Sasha would go as far to say that Jaren was his best friend in the competition. But the last few days Jaren had been spending a lot of time with Pierre and for some reason that bothered Sasha. He wished it didn’t because it felt so pathetic. But he felt like Pierre was taking his friend away. Oh god I sound like a five year old, he thought to himself rolling his eyes. We’re all adults here, he can be friends with everyone. Sasha got along with all the other queens but he hadn’t bonded with anyone like he had Jaren. But now Jaren seemed to be bonding with Pierre and Sasha felt left out. Pathetic, he told himself. Absolutely pathetic.

He carried on getting ready for the challenge, listening to his music and just trying to focus his mind. He didn’t notice someone approach him until he felt his earbuds being removed from his ears. He jumped a little and spun around to see Jaren smiling at him.‘Quiet today Sasha.’ He smiled at him in that way that made Sasha feel like he could just melt into a puddle. He shyly smiled back.'Yeah, just trying to get this done.’ It wasn’t a complete lie, he did want to get his outfit finished.'Somethings bothering you.’ Jaren stated as he eyed Sasha up.'No it isn’t.’ Sasha tried to laugh it off and he turned his back on Jaren and started playing with his fabric. 'I’ve just got a lot to get done.’Before Jaren could reply, Sasha put the ear buds back in his ears. He tried to tell himself the jealousy stemmed from Pierre hogging all his friends time; because that’s all Jaren was, a friend. Sasha tried to ignore the real reason he was jealous. He didn’t like to think that he was jealous because he wanted Jaren as more than a friend and Pierre felt like he was getting in the way of that. Sasha couldn’t have felt more pathetic about this whole thing. He kept trying to remind himself this wasn’t high school, this was RuPaul’s fucking Drag Race. Sort your shit out Sasha. This so isn’t on.

After the runway they were enjoying a cocktail backstage. Sasha, Shea, Nina and Peppermint had been safe and were sitting in the untucked lounge chatting while the others were still on the mainstage. Sasha sipped her drink watching Shea and Nina laugh about something or other. She watched Shea touch Nina’s arm and Sasha’s gut wrenched. She tried to not let her face convey her annoyance but she could feel the jealousy filling her body like a swarm of locusts. Suddenly she pushed herself up from the chair, causing the others to look at her.'Excuse me girls, I need some air.’ She spoke mostly to Peppermint and then she sauntered off with her cocktail. Shea knew something was up with her friend. Sasha didn’t smoke and the only reason the queens usually went outside was to do just that.'I’m going to use the little girls room.’ Shea got up from the couch and made her way out the lounge. She found Sasha outside leaning on the railings staring at the ground. Her shoulders were slumped in defeat. Normally Shea would think she might be upset because she wasn’t happy with her performance but she was safe, she wasn’t going to be in the bottom lip syncing for her life. Shea had a pretty good idea of what was bothering her. She came over to Sasha’s side and leant on the railings next to her. Sasha didn’t look at her.'You going to tell me what’s up yet?’ Shea asked watching the side of Sasha’s face. She saw the other queens jaw clench briefly.'Oh you know, the sky, birds, the occasional airplane.’ Sasha replied sarcastically. Shea rolled her eyes. She took hold of Sasha’s shoulder and turned her so she could look at her.'Even for you that was a terrible joke.’ Shea told her with a small frown. 'Come on girl, I thought we were friends.’'Yeah so did I.’ Sasha couldn’t stop the words coming out of her mouth and she exhaled heavily feeling pathetic for allowing herself to say that. Shea’s expressions softened.'I knew that’s what this was about.’ Shea looked at her in a way that made Sasha feel even more pathetic somehow. 'You’re jealous of me being friends with Nina?’'Absolutely not.’ Sasha scoffed, taking a few steps back from Shea. 'I’m not five years old Shea, you can be friends with who you want.’'It’s not just about being friends though is it? I’m not crushing on her if that’s what you think.’ Shea chuckled a little because the idea that she could have a crush on Nina really was funny. Nina so wasn’t her type.'I don’t care if you are crushing on her. He’s a hot guy, I wouldn’t blame you.’ Sasha shrugged but Shea could tell by her voice she really would care. She turned away from Shea again and stared across the lot, leaning back on the railings.'Yeah sure he is hot.’ Shea leant next to her once more. 'But he’s not my type.’'Really? It seems like it to me.’ Sasha sounded bitter, she couldn’t help it. Shea couldn’t help but laugh again, she actually kind of liked this jealous side of Sasha.'Well he isn’t.’ Shea stared at the side of Sasha’s face again. 'My type is more…white chocolate.’ Shea smirked. She saw Sasha frown and she turned to look at her. 'I like me some white meat. Preferably with little to no hair.’ Shea’s eyes sparkled. Sasha looked at her, her eyes a little wide like a deer in headlights. 'I like dorky, artsy kinda guys. Know where I can find me one of them?’'I resent being called dorky.’ Sasha pulled a face which made Shea laugh.'Who said I was talking about you? God, self-centered much Sasha?’ She smirked. She saw Sasha’s face pale. Oh god could you be a bigger idiot Sasha? Of course she wasn’t talking about you! Absolute idiot. 'Stop internally panicking.’ Shea laughed seeing the worried expression on the other queens face. 'I was joking. Of course I was talking about you.’Sasha’s worried expression didn’t change, now she just looked scared and worried.'What? Don’t mess with me Shea. I’m not anyone’s type.’ God I sound so pathetic, stop with the self-pity trip Sasha!. Shea stepped closer to her and put her hand gently on the other queens shoulder.'Don’t say that.’ Shea’s voice was low and soft. 'How many of the other girls have openly said they want to fuck you?’ She chuckled a little but then she softened again. 'Do you seriously not see the way I look at you? I wish you could see yourself through my eyes because I think you’re perfect.’'As if.’ Sasha scoffed sadly.'Stop it.’ Shea squeezed her shoulder. 'The only reason I’ve been hanging out with Nina so much is because I didn’t want to make it super obvious how much I liked you! I heard Farrah and Alexis giggling about my 'school girl crush’ the other day and it made me paranoid. I know it’s dumb, I shouldn’t care what they think.’'You…you like me?’ Sasha felt like a teenager having her high school crush tell her they liked her. Pathetic, absolutely pathetic. Snap out of it you moron!'Wow you are slow.’ Shea laughed and then she leant in closer to Sasha and their lips collided. Sasha felt butterflies in her stomach as Shea’s lips pressed against hers and soon after Shea’s tongue was making its way into Sasha’s mouth and Sasha felt like she was on fire. When the kiss ended Shea was smiling at her.'When this is all over and we’re back in the real world, I’m going to show you exactly how much I like you, ok?’Sasha bit her lip and nodded dumbly. Shea touched her cheek briefly. 'Right come on, let’s not give them bitches anything more to gossip about.’ Shea laughed and took hold of Sasha’s hand. She led the other queen back into the building. As they neared the lounge, Sasha pulled Shea to a stop.'Shea?’ She asked tentatively.'Yeah?’ Shea turned back to look at her.'I uhm…I like you too by the way.’ Sasha’s face turned red in embarrasment at her own words. Shea smiled and placed a gentle kiss to Sasha’s lips.'Of course you do.’ Shea smirked. 'I’m Shea motherfucking Couleé.’ Her eyes sparkled and then she was heading back on her way. Sasha smiled to herself as she watched her go. She felt like all her birthdays and christmases had come at once. She knew for a fact she was going to fall for Shea, if she hadn’t done so already. Of course she would fall for her, she was Shea motherfucking Couleé after all.

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Shea and Sasha celebratory fucking backstage during untucked after challenge win??? 😍😍😍😍😍🙌🏻🙌🏻🙌🏻🙌🏻

Thank you Leanne, I needed this! I decided to make this basically a direct follow on to the last Sashea drabble I wrote. I used male pronouns throughout because the smut was sounding weird with female ones xDSend me sentence prompts and drag race pairings and I’ll write you a little drabble!

Sasha had been reeling from the kiss all day. He’d tried to focus on the runway and the Naughty Nighties challenge but it was hard, pun kind of intended. It certainly didn’t help matters when Shea turned up in that black and gold teddy that clung to his padded tits and showed off his incredible legs. God Shea had been right, Sasha wanted to taste all of that chocolate. Sasha didn’t think this was fair, it felt like Ru had chosen this runway to purposely frustrate Sasha. Shea knew what he was doing to him, he kept looking in Sasha’s direction and smirking. So Sasha decided to fight fire with fire. He decided on a white corset, panties, susependers and stockings with only sparkly pasties to cover his boy chest. He wore a blonde wig that was big and sexy and a sheer pink robe over the top. Once he was dressed he turned to see Shea staring at him. Sasha winked at him before he sauntered off in the other direction. It took eveything in his power not to turn back around. Let him watch you go, make himwant you.

Their chemistry on set paid off, but Sasha was still so surprised to hear Ru say, ‘Sasha Velour, Shea Couleé; you are the winners of this weeks challenge.’ Shea had immediately engulfed Sasha in a hug and whispered in his ear, 'I want you. I want you so fucking bad.’ When he’d pulled back Sasha had to try and keep his composure and hope to God that he didn’t pop his tuck.

They’d been backstage in the untucked lounge less than a minute when Shea stood up.'I need a smoke.’ He spoke looking at Sasha only. The look in his eyes told Sasha he was supposed to follow him. They made it out to the corridor towards the exit when Shea pulled Sasha close and pinned him to the wall. Shea’s lips found his and kissed him passionately just like he had earlier that day. Sasha let Shea kiss him, he’d let Shea do anything to him, he was sure of it. Sasha’s tuck was becoming painful, he bet Shea’s was too. Shea pulled back to gasp for air and then came close to Sasha’s ear.'I want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck me more than I’ve ever wanted anyone to fuck me in my entire life.’ He spoke in a low raspy voice and his tongue lapped over Sasha’s ear. Sasha moaned at his words, his tuck now throbbing.'Jesus I need to untuck.’ Sasha told Shea before taking him by the hips and pushing his front into the wall. He pushed himself into Shea’s back and grinded his hips on the other queens. Shea moaned now.'Me too.’'How the hell is this going to work in what you’re wearing?’ Sasha didn’t think they could strip naked in the corridor, if anyone were to catch them it would be better if they could keep their clothes on. Shea looked at him over her shoulder.'Poppers bitch.’ He smiled and reached between his legs. Sasha heard a pop and then the teddy was coming undone between Shea’s legs. He wriggled his sheer tights down enough to reveal the most perfect ass Sasha had ever seen. While Sasha was distracted staring, Shea managed to pull the tape off and free his dick. He reached behind him and grabbed Sasha by the hand. He brought Sasha’s had around to his front and placed it on his hard dick. Sasha instinctively wrapped his hand around it and started pumping making Shea moan again.'Fuck I need you Sasha.’ Shea moaned, Sasha found it a little odd hearing his drag name leave Shea’s lips but he didn’t think about it too much. He used his free hand to move his own panties to the side and strip the tape off. He gasped at the feeling of his dick being able to spring free and pressed his erection into Shea’s back, still pumping him.'Don’t have lube.’ Sasha panted a little in Shea’s ear. Shea looked at him over his shoulder again.'You have a tongue don’t you?’ He winked at Sasha and god Sasha was amazed he didn’t just come then. He nodded a little dumbly and let go of Shea’s dick before dropping to his knees. He knew they probably didn’t have a lot of time so he parted Shea’s cheeks and let his tongue lap over his hole. Shea moaned even deeper and it spurred Sasha on to plunge his tongue into his tight ring of muscles. Shea was pressed flat against the wall but Sasha knew he was stroking his own dick. Sasha worked his tongue in Shea’s hole, desperate to open him up as quickly as possible whilst he pumped his own dick. Sasha had never needed someone like this before. He had never been so desperate for someone in his entire life. Desperation taking over he let his tongue slide out and he placed a kiss on each of Shea’s magnificent ass cheeks before he stood back up.'What about a condom?’ He groaned as the realisation hit him. He was too desperate to stop now. Once again Shea looked over his shoulder with that smirk and then one of his hands went in one cup of his padded bra. He pulled the item back out and dangled it in front of Sasha like a carrot being dangled in front of a hungry donkey.'Came prepared.’ Shea winked at him as Sasha took the condom from his hand.'You planned this.’ Sasha smirked, giving his ass a slap.'As if you didn’t think this was going to happen?’ Shea smirked again and then turned to face the wall. 'God just fuck me already! I need you to fuck me like yesterday.’'I’m going to fuck you into yesterday.’ Sasha slammed his hips into Shea’s ass with a growl. Shea was so turned on he was light headed.'Fuck me like a man Sasha.’ Shea growled in reply, hoping it would keep this angry Sasha around. He so wanted to be fucked by angry Sasha. Shea heard the condom wrapped ripping and then he felt Sasha’s head pressed against his entrance.'You want it rough Shea?’ Sasha nibbled his ear lobe as he spoke.'Oh fuck yeah.’ Shea panted a little. Sasha smirked and before Shea knew what was happening Sasha pounded into him. Shea screamed a little and Sasha clamped his hand over his mouth.'Shut up.’ Sasha groaned and started thrusting in and out of him hard just like he’d wanted. He kept one hand over Shea’s mouth and used the other to roughly pump his dick. Every time he thrust in he thrust Shea into the wall. His hand was clamped hard around his mouth and the ferocity in which Sasha was pounding into him was making Shea more turned on than he’d ever been in his life. Sasha pounded into him with no mercy, he never imagined the soft spoken, sweet Sasha to be like this. A lady in the streets but a freak in the sheets, Shea smiled to himself. Harder and harder Sasha pounded, his pumps on Shea’s dick getting harder too. His hand slipped from Shea’s mouth and he grabbed his shoulder instead. Shea was close to his orgasm, really close. He’d never been fucked like this in his entire life.'Sasha…I’m…I’m…’'Me too Shea.’ Sasha spoke when Shea couldn’t get the words out. Something about Sasha’s beautiful deep voice pushed Shea over the edge and Shea came hard, covering Sasha’s hand and the wall in front of him. Sasha pounded harder and Shea had no idea how he could still be going. But it wasn’t long before Sasha moaned deeply and then Shea felt his cock twitching inside him as he came. Sasha pulled out and stripped off the condom. Shea turned around to look at him. Their lipsticks were smudged and one of Sasha’s eyebrows was a little smudged from sweat. Sasha tossed the condom in a nearby trash can and wiped Shea’s come on his stockings hoping it wouldn’t be noticeble. He stepped closer to Shea and cupped his face.'I didn’t hurt you, did I?’ He asked softly. Shea smiled at how quickly he could turn sweet again.'No, I’m fine. I’m more than fine in fact.’ He smiled and kissed Sasha gently. 'Turns out I like me some white chocolate just as much as you like your dark chocolate.’ He winked at Sasha and Sasha chuckled and blushed a little. They got their under garments back on just as they heard a door open down the corridor. Peppermint stepped out and looked between them.'Guys we’ve got five minutes until mainstage. I’d ask what the hell is going on out here but it’s kinda obvious.’ She laughed. Shea and Sasha bet they looked a state. Between their make-up, lopsided wigs and bulges in their panties they hadn’t tucked it probably was obvious.'Don’t tell the others.’ Sasha blushed again.'Course not darlings.’ Peppermint winked at them. 'Now come and get your cute butts over here so I can try and make you look as though you haven’t been fucking.’Shea blushed now too. He glanced at Sasha and Sasha glanced back. He took hold of Sasha’s hand and pulled the other queen close and kissed him once more.'How about another…chocolate tasting session after filming?’ Shea smirked at Sasha. Sasha’s blushed deepened knowing Peppermint could hear them. But really, he didn’t care who heard. If Shea was dark chocolate he must have some kind of addictive filling. Because Sasha wanted more. Sasha wanted everything. He was hooked on the taste of Shea Couleè.

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Sasha fangirling over Shea calling her 'Her eternal crush' on Instagram 😍😍😍😍👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻 #sorryforsorryforthespam

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He’d noticed it when he’d been scrolling through his Instagram in bed. He wasn’t expecting anything to really excite him that morning but then he’d seen it. It was a photo of the two of them shot by Adam Ouahmane in which neither of them were wearing that many clothes. The photograph was beautiful, Sasha thought he looked great but he was nothing in comparison to her. It wasn’t just the picture that made him stop in his tracks though, it was the caption Shea had put to go with it.’Category is “Naughty Nighty” a sneak preview of myself and eternal crush @sashavelour’s 10 page editorial in issue #3 of @thedragmagazine’.The words eternal crush stuck in his head and for some reason it made him go giddy. A large smile spread across his face and before he knew it he started rolling in the bed screaming a little like a teenager with a crush. Shea Couleè called me her eternal crush! He giggled a little to himself. He had no idea what had come over him, he had never acted like this before. But he couldn’t help himself. In response he decided to repost the picture with the caption:’Category is “naughty nighty” staring me and boo @sheacoulee".He looked back at Shea’s picture again and had a fan girl moment as he read over the caption again. Eternal crush, he liked that, he liked that a lot.

A few hours later his phone buzzed. In his excitement over Instagram he might have changed the name of Shea’s contact in his phone.

From Boo: hey gurl, I’m in NY next week, lets meet up? Xx

Sasha once again found herself giggling and acting like a child. He didn’t know how Shea had this power over him. He typed out a reply, with no idea that Shea had also changed his name in her phone.

From The Eternal Crush: oh for sure! I miss your ass! Xx

Was that too forward? Sasha wasn’t sure. He held his breath while he waited for a response. It soon came.

From Boo: you miss my ass? Gurl, you have no idea ;) xx

Sasha swooned as he read the message, actually swooned. If he didn’t get fucked by Shea when she in New York then he was an absolute idiot. He’d passed up many opportunities with Shea, he’d never realised it at the time but hindsight was a wonderful thing. And this time he wasn’t missing his chance. This time he was getting the other queen in bed if it was the last thing he did. He was Shea’s eternal crush after all, how could the other queen say no to that?

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lazy and sleepy sashea with fluff and mild smut? maybe after ep4 or a continuation of the last sashea one you did

Thank you darling! This is only short but I could have literally carried on writing this all day 😂 Set after the naughty nighty run way, carries on from this drabble I wrote - http://fortheloveofpearlet.tumblr.com/post/159949450417/shea-and-sasha-celebratory-fucking-backstage

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It had been difficult to say the least to go back out onto the mainstage after what they’d just done. Shea kept giving Sasha sidelong glances paired with a knowing smirk that kept making Sasha blush during the lip synch. Every now and again they would catch Peppermint’s eyes and she would silently laugh at the two of them. They’d never wanted filming to be over so badly in their lives.

Once the crew had stopped manning the corridors, Sasha snuck into Jaren’s room. They made out for a little while on Jaren’s bed before getting down to their underwear and cuddling up together.‘If you want me to stay I’ll have leave really early so they don’t catch me in here.’ Sasha spoke into Jaren’s warm chest. He kissed the other queens bald head.'I don’t mind. I’ll take any moment I get to spend with you.’Sasha shifted a little so he could look at Jaren, really look at him. He’d had a crush on Shea since the day they’d met in the werk room but in all honesty Sasha had never spent much time just looking at Jaren when he was out of drag. He really was beautiful. Jaren took the opportunity to stare at Sasha too. The hairless man laying in his arms really was a sight to behold. It was strange, Sasha wasn’t his usual type but there was something about him that made Jaren a little lost for words when he looked at him.'You are just so beautiful, do you know that?’ Jaren told him, stroking his cheek.'No way.’ Sasha laughed that incredible deep laugh of his. 'You’re the beautiful one.’'I never expected this to happen. I never in a million years dreamed I would come to this competition and meet someone.’ Jaren sighed a little. Sasha sensed his reservations.'It’s ok, we won’t let this get in the way of the competition. You and I are gonna make top three and after the show…well we have our whole lives to figure it out, right?’Jaren smiled at Sasha and cupped his face. He gently kissed his lips, an already familiar spark egniting inside him as he did so. He rolled Sasha over onto his back and leant over him, stroking his head.'I honestly don’t think I need any more time to figure this out.’ Jaren smiled at him. 'I’m sorry if this freaks you out but I’ve never felt like this about someone so quickly. I know I want to be with you Sasha, for as long as you’ll let me.’ Jaren bit his lip and waited for Sasha’s reply. He hooked his hand around the back of Jaren’s neck and stroked the tender skin there.'I feel the exact same way.’ Sasha smiled. Jaren kissed him again and rolled himself so he was on top of Sasha. They were both hard and they needed out of these boxers. Jaren stripped them of the offending material and let their dicks rub together. His hand found Sasha’s length and he stroked him to his orgasm. Sasha returned the favour and once they were both spent they cleaned themselves up and curled into each once more. Sasha had his back to Jaren and Jaren was pressed against his back, his arm wrapped around him.'Jaren?’ Sasha whispered after a while of silence.'Yes Sasha?’ Jaren spoke into the back of Sasha’s neck.'I never want this to end.’Jaren smiled and kissed the back of his head. 'And it doesn’t have to baby. I’m not going anywhere.’ Jaren tightened his hold on the other man. Sasha sighed in content. He didn’t think he’d ever been this happy before. His last coherent thought before he fell into one of those most peaceful sleeps of his life was, I could so easily fall in love with this man. I am never, ever going to let him go.