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Vi hated being vulnerable.
Cait knew as much. Vi had slowly let her in, stoicism and distance eventually shifting into friendly humor and growing desire. The circumstances of their relationship were… strange… and Cait certainly never expected their first time together to be a rough fuck in a prison cell. But she wouldn’t have it any other way.
But it bothered her, that what Vi sought to do with her body - the pleasure she could give - was something she didn’t want in return. In the nights they were in bed, Vi would happily bring Cait to a screaming orgasm, mouth and fingers moving with increasing expertise in just the right way to make Cait lose her mind as she came.
Cait would regain sanity - regain consciousness, some nights - and look up into Vi’s eyes, still blown with desire, her body tense with ungranted release.
“Vi,” she rasped once, early on in their relationship, “Can I touch you?”