Vi's never admired someone's underwear before. Underwear when presented has been meant for quick removal, and no one she's ever been with was as fancy or rich as Cait. This is new, but she doesn't mind it. She takes it in, not just because it's Cait half-naked, but it is a very pretty little thing. She takes in a deep breath and licks her lips.

"It's gorgeous," she breathes out, and brings a hand down to trace the strap from Cait's shoulder to the hem just above her breast. "I'll be very careful with it." She sinks into Cait's chest and kisses the bow, brushing her lips against cloth and skin alike. Her hands trace down Cait's sides, to the hem of her pants. "Do they match?"