There’s something about Cait and this moment that sets butterflies loose in Vi’s chest. It’s like that giddy feeling your first time, something new and exciting and a little bit of nerves. Her eyes follow Cait’s hand until she can’t see it anymore due to their closeness. She smiles up at Cait, a small gasp on her lips as hears the electric buzz of the toy.

“Ah!” Her head pulls back with a more open mouthed gasp as she feels the toy, but most of all Cait moving against her. It’s surrounding, this sensation, feeling Cait’s lips and hands fully, and the pulse between her legs mirroring her own ache. Her hands grasp at Cait’s sides, needing purchase. “I like it,” she breathes out in a quiet, small voice, still taking the sensation in. “Do you?”