"Good," Caitlyn says, and kisses Vi's breast once again. Then twice. She spends a moment contemplating what to do next-- torn between the desire to stay right where she is, and the urge to give Vi more. Push her further. See what sounds she'll make as she twists and crumples into the bed.

The hungry throb between Caitlyn's legs at the mental image is all it takes to sway her.

"Mm, let me go for a second," she mumbles as she pulls back, leaning up on her arms. "Need to get something from my bag."