"Good," Cait says, and finally does away with the last barrier between them.

"You're beautiful, by the way," she mutters, all casually, as if her heart isn't going a mile a minute. Her tongue slips out to wet her lips as she traces fingertips along Vi's bare thigh, skims up over her hipbone, and finally dips between her legs. The wetness that greets her knocks her a little off-axis, and she blurts out an 'ah', her fingers still for all of a moment before curling up.