"Mmm," Vi exclaims lightly, intrigued. She's not complaining, but this is certainly not how she had been imagining their first time to go. She's obviously loving the confidence and experience, though she's also continuously pleasantly surprised.

She runs a hand down Cait's side, hand squeezing against Cait's hip as her fingers press into the delicate fabric. "You picked these out for me. I like them." Her fingers trace the patterns of the lace, pattern guiding her ever closer to Cait's center, all the while keeping her from fully touching her. She smiles down at her, hands working at different sensitive points. Her hand on Cait's breast pinches and rolls, her other hand draws circles down with her thumb, both applying pressure as she studies Cait's reaction.