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Caitlyn sets her jaw. “Spit in my mouth.”
Vi blinks, slightly taken aback. But then her mind flashes to a week ago, when she and Caitlyn were in Ambessa’s tent; the hard set of her jaw and the look in her eyes that she now recognizes as arousal. She grins, wolf-like.
“Open,” she says, grabbing Caitlyn’s jaw in one hand as her thumb rests on her kiss-swollen lips, pushing down and asking for entrance. Caitlyn’s eyes darken impossibly further as she obeys, Vi’s thumb resting on her tongue. “Good girl.”
or,
they fuck. again. nasty.
Bookmarked by KrimzonRegulus
16 Jun 2025

