Caitlyn lifts an eyebrow. It might be her imagination, but she could swear she glimpsed a hint of shyness to Vi's voice, the way it rasped at the end there. Regardless-- be the request teasing or sincere, she's quite content to play nice.
"Alright," she accepts, withdrawing from Vi's belt to instead place both hands over her hips. Leaning up on her elbows, she kisses her chastely, once, before settling into a longer, deeper kiss.
"Violet," she sighs against her lips, "I think you're wonderful." She pulls back just slightly, tongue clicking against the roof of her mouth as she gathers her thoughts. Then she buries her face against Vi's neck again, and sets about kissing her way to her collarbone-- slow, scattered kisses between words.
"I'm so lucky you chose me. I've never met anyone like you." She caresses her gently, tracing over hipbone, up to the edges of her stomach, to her ribs. Her thighs rub against the contour of Vi's hips, an automatic motion that she'd barely even recognize, were it not for the friction from the stiff fabric. It makes her flesh tingle.
"You're strong, and you don't take anyone's shit, and you're a fighter, but you won't give up your soft parts. You are so," she inhales sharply before smothering a kiss in the valley of Vi's breasts, "goddamn lovable. Every part of you is gorgeous. The way you move. The way you laugh. That ridiculous little noise you make when I do this--" she curls her fingers, very abruptly, against Vi's bellybutton. But she lets up the next moment, pleased with the reaction she got. She kisses the tops of her breasts, once, twice more, then lifts her head to look her in the eye.
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"Alright," she accepts, withdrawing from Vi's belt to instead place both hands over her hips. Leaning up on her elbows, she kisses her chastely, once, before settling into a longer, deeper kiss.
"Violet," she sighs against her lips, "I think you're wonderful." She pulls back just slightly, tongue clicking against the roof of her mouth as she gathers her thoughts. Then she buries her face against Vi's neck again, and sets about kissing her way to her collarbone-- slow, scattered kisses between words.
"I'm so lucky you chose me. I've never met anyone like you." She caresses her gently, tracing over hipbone, up to the edges of her stomach, to her ribs. Her thighs rub against the contour of Vi's hips, an automatic motion that she'd barely even recognize, were it not for the friction from the stiff fabric. It makes her flesh tingle.
"You're strong, and you don't take anyone's shit, and you're a fighter, but you won't give up your soft parts. You are so," she inhales sharply before smothering a kiss in the valley of Vi's breasts, "goddamn lovable. Every part of you is gorgeous. The way you move. The way you laugh. That ridiculous little noise you make when I do this--" she curls her fingers, very abruptly, against Vi's bellybutton. But she lets up the next moment, pleased with the reaction she got. She kisses the tops of her breasts, once, twice more, then lifts her head to look her in the eye.
"I'd like to touch you. Very much. May I?"