Vi’s gasp is loud and from deep within her chest. Had they not been alone in the house she would’ve been worried about someone listening. Hands involuntarily reach out for avail but do not grab or hold onto any part of her, instead sliding up her body as she moves down. Cait can be a bit intense but Vi likes it.

She’s giddy and nervous and wants to tease a little more; it gives her a small feeling of control. “I’ll get some cute underwear for next time.” They both know that’s a lie.