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Today is a beautiful Friday afternoon in late August, and, two months into their relationship, Cait and Vi are going to attempt something they've never done before.

They're going to relax.

Caitlyn's parents allowed for them to spend the weekend at their vacation home, on the outskirts of Piltover -- away from the constant whirring and buzzing of the city, a quiet spot dipped in greenery.

It's perfect weather; that fine seam between summer and autumn where the day still stretches languidly on, the sun bright without blazing, the evening cool without chilling. The woods surrounding the area are as lovely as they've always been, rich warm greens just beginning to foster that golden tint. The lake by the vacation home glints crystalline in the afternoon sun, a shimmering pool of perfect blue.

For once, they won't have to fight anything; chase anything, run from anything. For once, they can just rest.

So why do Caitlyn's nerves feel like a bundle of just-lit Progress Day firecrackers?

Because-- because, obviously, she's got plans. She's a planner, it's what she does. And she'd have to be an idiot not to picture-- rather vividly-- all the ways she and Vi could spend this three-day weekend, alone, in her family's lavish vacation home. It's too precious an opportunity to waste.

Not that she's told Vi as much. No, those vivid images are restricted purely to the inside of her head.

For now.

"Well, make yourself comfortable," she declares as she opens the door, hoisting the luggage inside before clearing the way for Vi. "Are you hungry? I ensured the fridge is fully stocked for our arrival."

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Vi cannot look away, of course. She was told to lay down and she does not go against that, as much as she wants to sit up and kiss and help Cait. Maybe next time she can touch her and kiss her and feel as she helps ease the toy inside her, whispering in her ear how excited she is for Cait to fuck her with it. For now, Cait’s own nerves shake loose the ones in Vi’s chest as she watches, and she can’t help the little moan out her lips when the toy settles into place and the other end sticks out between Cait’s legs.

She doesn’t have enough time to take this new image of Cait in before she’s ontop and close and kissing her. Without hesitation, Vi brings her arms to Cait’s hair and jaw, pulling her in hungrily with the promise of what’s to come. “How does it feel for you?” She whispers quietly against lips.

Caitlyn sinks into the kiss, steadying herself with one palm on the bed, the other bundling in the thick of her hair. She likes when Vi gets demanding. She wants to give her everything.

"Mm, I'd wager it's about to feel pretty good," she murmurs as the kiss dissolves, lips upcurled. She drops her hand from Vi's nape, reaching it instead between their bodies to switch the toy back to life. On the gentlest intensity, for now, to grant them both a period of accommodation.

"Let me know how you like it, alright?" Cait asks, voice soft, as she presses the toy between Vi's legs. She doesn't go inside yet, only offers measured external friction, rubbing steadily against her as her lips travel from the corner of Vi's mouth, to her jaw, to her neck.

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?”