Vi's enjoying this all too much. "Can't it be a bit of both?" she grins and brings her smile to Cait's breast. She breathes out warmly against it as she takes it in her mouth, pliable and soft. Her lips sink in around it, while her teeth and tongue play with the erect, hard nipple. She smells her perfume all the more intensely now. She really came prepared for this, and Vi's kept her waiting long enough.

With a shift of her wrist, Vi slides her fingers under the top hem of Cait's underwear. She traces the curls under there as studiously as she had the lace, but follows her own path to Cait's wet, hot, and waiting center. Her finger sinks into soft heat, touching all of her, thumb tracing the path behind it.

She follows whatever movement Cait's body has to make, makes herself adjustable, keeping her focus on sensitive areas, but allowing Cait to move as she might need or want to.