[listen, Vi's showered. but between working out and all the other shit she's been doing, she's been dirtier than normal. she'd tried to stay out of the house as much as possible, after all.
Vi laughs in a sort of breathless way after that kiss from Caitlyn, and she feels her heart flutter at the mental image of her hands all over her. oh, does she want her...
but she attempts to pick up the other woman now, bridal style.]
Don't tease the woman who can pick up your body weight.
[Look. Vi isn't exactly known to be the best at taking care of herself. Her default is caring for everyone else. Without Caitlyn there, who takes care of her? So knowing she was alone, and probably intentionally isolating herself, working herself to the brink...Caitlyn knows Vi needs a break. To rest, and just...enjoy herself.
Even if it wasn't very long that they were apart in her memory, any amount of time apart was hard. Vi doesn't always say it, but this was clearly hard on her, too. They've been a couple in all but name for the better part of a year now. They might not voice their feelings, but they were always obvious to each other.]
Oh--! [Aaaand, yep, there goes Vi, scooping her up into her arms. A sound of surprise escaped her lips, but it quickly turned into laughter.]
You say that like that isn't one of the things I find the most attractive about you. [Vi is hot, okay? For the lack of better words. And it's extremely hot, how strong and powerful she is. Seriously, it's taking hardly any effort to carry her now. She relaxes easily into her grasp, but not without wrapping her arms around Vi's neck. It's not really to hold on, in the sense that she's afraid she'll be dropped, but more because she just wants her hands on Vi, too. So while Vi's carrying her, her fingers entwine in the short hairs at the nape of Vi's neck, letting herself lean against her.]
so what if this stupid place is a simulation... she knows that Caitlyn's real, without a doubt. that she's alive again. she doesn't know how this place resurrects people, but... she also doesn't care. people smarter than her can figure that sort of thing out.
but now, Cait's in her arms again.
she sets her down when she gets into the bathroom with a kiss to the cheek. she starts to turn the shower on too, letting herself feel so happy for now.]
Alright, let's get this stink off you. You're gross.
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slaps a nsfw on this
Vi laughs in a sort of breathless way after that kiss from Caitlyn, and she feels her heart flutter at the mental image of her hands all over her. oh, does she want her...
but she attempts to pick up the other woman now, bridal style.]
Don't tease the woman who can pick up your body weight.
[she's just saying.]
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Even if it wasn't very long that they were apart in her memory, any amount of time apart was hard. Vi doesn't always say it, but this was clearly hard on her, too. They've been a couple in all but name for the better part of a year now. They might not voice their feelings, but they were always obvious to each other.]
Oh--! [Aaaand, yep, there goes Vi, scooping her up into her arms. A sound of surprise escaped her lips, but it quickly turned into laughter.]
You say that like that isn't one of the things I find the most attractive about you. [Vi is hot, okay? For the lack of better words. And it's extremely hot, how strong and powerful she is. Seriously, it's taking hardly any effort to carry her now. She relaxes easily into her grasp, but not without wrapping her arms around Vi's neck. It's not really to hold on, in the sense that she's afraid she'll be dropped, but more because she just wants her hands on Vi, too. So while Vi's carrying her, her fingers entwine in the short hairs at the nape of Vi's neck, letting herself lean against her.]
where did this go in my inbox my guy lmfao
so what if this stupid place is a simulation... she knows that Caitlyn's real, without a doubt. that she's alive again. she doesn't know how this place resurrects people, but... she also doesn't care. people smarter than her can figure that sort of thing out.
but now, Cait's in her arms again.
she sets her down when she gets into the bathroom with a kiss to the cheek. she starts to turn the shower on too, letting herself feel so happy for now.]
Alright, let's get this stink off you. You're gross.
[says the other woman who's... also gross.]
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