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The distraction is working.
She knows it would have—her veins are not made of ice, after all, and she has always been weak, soft, in some sense, to the temptations of the flesh. She's not easily moved to great ends but she is not quite unmoved, not quite unbother, definitely not untouched.
A soft, cool breeze tickles at her ankles. It isn't quite strong enough to do much but it takes the loose dangling fabric of Vi's open shirt and they shift. But perhaps that is not due to the wind. Perhaps it is not the weather that moves the soft linen. Perhaps it is the occasional tremble of Vi's shoulders, almost imperceptible to the eye.
Caitlyn would not have noticed should Vi not be sunk all the way down on her cock.