Adult Content Warning
This work could have adult content. If you continue, you have agreed that you are willing to see such content.
-
Tags
Summary
The problem with Vi was that she took up so much space.
She was forever sprawling, always propping her feet up on a step or leaning against a wall with her arms outstretched and her feet kicked out in front of her. When she talked to people, she often kept her hands in her pockets, elbows fanned out. You could plant an entire garden in the space she maintained between her heels, hips swaying side-to-side whenever she shifted her weight from foot to foot. And that didn’t touch on the nightmare that was Vi sitting. Where Caitlyn would sit with her knees delicately crossed, Vi kept hers spread unapologetically wide, her hands dangling casually over her hips.
And yes, it was a problem, because every time Caitlyn caught a glimpse of the spread of her thighs, she remembered just how well her head fit between them.