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This is it.
Tell me like it is.
Tell me everything I already know, that I fucked up, letting Jinx go and for some reason believing she had actually changed.
Go on, rub it in.
Go ahead, Cait.
I deserve it. I don’t know why I expected anything differently. I should know by now.
Vi waited with bated breath for Caitlyn to respond.
“You really think I needed all the guards at the Hexgates?”
Vi paused. What does that have to do with anythi—
Oh wait. What was that tone in her voice? It sounded… smug? Knowing? So Cait wasn’t mad at her…
Vi lifted her head from the concrete cell wall and looked at the woman next to her, eyes wide.
Did that mean… Cait knew I would let Jinx go?
“Sorry to say, you’ve grown a bit predictable.”
Caitlyn’s eyes sparkled knowingly as she stared back at Vi. Her arms were crossed as she casually leaned on the wall.
Cait’s voice was… soft, sweet, with a tinge of humor, as if to let Vi know that she absolutely predicted this, and that Vi’s concern that she’d let her down again was moot.
Caitlyn had… changed.
She seriously allowed me to let Jinx go?
Vi’s stomach clenched, her heart lurching into her throat. She couldn’t believe it. Caitlyn was here, comforting Vi, letting her know that it was all okay, she wasn’t mad. She in fact wanted Jinx to be released too, if that’s what Vi wanted.
She was here, slender arms crossed across her chest and Vi could smell how delicious her perfume was, overtaking the faint damp, musky scent of the cell. The way her black turtleneck hugged her frame tightly, outlining the swell of her breasts and leaving nearly nothing to the imagination. The way her eyes were half-lidded and the blue of her irises shone brightly.
God, she looked so beautiful.
Vi lurched forward, kissing her hard. No doubt taking her by surprise, she grasped her hands around Cait’s face to deepen the kiss.
There was no hesitancy, Cait immediately reciprocating the intensity as they both parted their lips, her own hands grasping tightly onto Vi’s back as she clashed their hips together, sending sparks through both of their bodies. They didn’t want any distance between them any longer. The dam was broken, and nothing could hold back the rush of their desires.
Vi moaned softly as her hands held onto Cait, thumbs caressing her cheeks and fingers wrapping gently around her neck, each touch feeling absolutely electric under her skin. Vi kissed Caitlyn hungrily, her mouth seeking more and more of her as her tongue swiped curiously inside of Cait’s mouth.
The soft wet sounds of their lips and their labored breathing were the only sounds that permeated the empty cell, echoing through the barren walls. Knowing they were completely alone only amplified their arousal.
Vi moved her lips down to Cait’s jaw, inching further down to gently suck along her neck while her hands pushed the jacket that was resting along her shoulders, allowing it to fall to the ground.
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Caitlyn grasped her hands clumsily along Vi’s back, searching for some purchase to steady herself from the heavenly way Vi was pressing little kisses along her neck. When Vi moved her lips back up to Caitlyn’s own mouth and continued the frantic, wet, fucking hot kisses, unease stirred in Cait’s stomach.
Overcome by guilt if they were to proceed any further without Vi knowing, Cait grasped Vi’s hands and swiped them down.
“Uh, listen—”
She stepped back a bit, meeting Vi’s eyes. She had to make sure Vi knew.
“While you were gone, I…” she steeled herself, expecting Vi to be furious or hurt, “saw someone.”
Almost immediately, Vi responded.
“Cait.”
Vi’s gaze burned into her own, steely blue eyes meeting her own vibrant ones. Urgency lined her voice and Catilyn could feel that her words were genuine when she said—
“I don’t fucking care.”
Vi clashed their lips together again and both women softly moaned into each other’s mouths at the sensation. Cait could feel Vi’s rough, calloused hands hold her neck firmly, her grasp somehow still gentle. Her skin tingled where Vi’s hands touched her, and Caitlyn reached her own hands up to cradle Vi’s face possessively. Relieved that Vi took the news well, Caitlyn felt no need to hold back. Vi was hers.
Vi broke the kiss briefly and they looked at each other, Vi letting out a soft laugh that this moment was all real and all theirs. Cait gave a small smile in return.
They locked lips again, Cait moving Vi against the wall.
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Vi stood on her toes, reaching up to rest her face in the crook of Caitlyn’s neck, finally able to breathe in her heavenly scent. Her hands moved down Cait’s body, feeling the texture of her sweater while she breathed against her neck.
Curious hands moved further down, the fingers of her left reaching the swell of Cait’s ass. Vi let her hands linger there for a moment, trying to absorb that this was actually happening and wasn’t another one of her fantasies.
Before she could move her hands down further to fully squeeze Cait’s ass in her hands, Cait swiftly reached her own hands down to grab the hem of her sweater and pull it up and over her head in one fluid motion.
Vi’s eyes were wide as she took in the sight of Caitlyn shirtless for the first time. She could feel more wetness pool in her center at the way Caitlyn so suddenly and confidently removed her shirt. She looked back up to meet Cait’s eyes, and her expression was smug as she let out a puff of air to blow a loose strand of hair out of her eyes.
Vi’s heart just about burst out of her chest as Caitlyn leaned towards her own shirt to unclasp the buttons on the left strap. Her hands were soft against Vi’s skin as she undid the strap, moving it down Vi’s shoulder as she slowly peeled the shirt away and letting it fall to the floor, eyes taking in every inch of Vi’s sculpted torso.
Both women’s gazes moved down, finally taking in the beauty of one another.
Vi’s eyes lingered on Caitlyn’s absolutely perfect tits, bare and vulnerable in front of her. She had been imagining this moment for far too long, and it almost didn’t feel real that it was happening here, now, with Cait so wanting.
As Vi continued admiring the work of art that was Cait’s body, she was slightly startled when she felt the ghosting of Cait’s fingers brushing against her bandages, tentatively searching Vi for any signs of pain or hesitation. If anything, the light touches made Vi hungry for more, eager for closeness and to feel Caitlyn against her right fucking now.
Vi grasped onto Cait’s arm, pulling her in close and enveloping her in another rough kiss, both women gasping softly at the new sensation of skin on skin.
Their breasts pressed against each other and the softness and hotness of it all made Vi want to combust. The feeling of Cait wrapping her arm around the back of Vi’s neck, her other hand gently caressing the smooth skin of her chest, all while open mouths searched one another, tongues seeking purchase as they sucked and relished in the taste of one another… it was too much and not enough all at once.
Vi, desperate to please despite enjoying every second and wanting this to last forever, couldn’t control herself when she spun Cait around and pinned her to the wall, grasping clumsily at the belt buckle on her pants that hugged her hips deliciously, admiring the way her slender, yet toned, stomach disappeared into the fabric.
Her hand slipped, confused on how to unclasp the buckle and she reached for it again, clawing at it desperately. Her stomach flipped with slight embarrassment as she looked up to meet Cait’s eyes, both to silently ask for her assistance and also to monitor her reaction, to make sure this was okay.
Cait chuckled slightly which made Vi breathe out a laugh as well, their shared acknowledgement of the awkwardness making Cait let out another giggle as she reached down to help her with the buckle.
How is she so adorable and so fucking hot at the same time?
Belt finally undone, Vi moved her hands along Cait’s waist underneath her pants, her skin so soft and hot to the touch. She could feel Cait wrap her arms around and cling to Vi’s back, digging her hands into her thick muscles as Vi teased slightly, running her fingertips along Cait’s pelvis.
Vi kissed and nipped at Caitlyn’s neck, soft sounds of pleasure leaving the taller woman’s lips.
God, I’ve wanted this for so long…
Not wanting to delay any further, Vi took hold of her pants and started slowly shimmying them down Cait’s incredibly long legs as she moved down her body, taking care to kiss her as she moved down, wanting to absolutely worship this woman who accepted her for who she is.
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Cait’s breathing increased in fervor as she felt Vi’s rough hands against her pubic bone inside her pants, the building anticipation making her wet and her clit throb. She grasped onto Vi’s back, loving the sensation of rock hard muscle under soft skin. There was something about her chiseled frame in combination with supple skin and full breasts that was undeniably erotic and beautiful.
As Vi moved down her body, she gently kissed her neck, her chest, her abs…
Pants now at her ankles, Vi looked up at her with gorgeous, steely blue doe eyes, the sight more arousing than anything Cait had ever experienced before. It was an expression that read, I want you. I need you. I need to make love to you.
Caitlyn spread her legs as much as her bunched up pants would allow in order to give Vi more room as Vi reached a hand up to cradle Caitlyn’s breast and she moved her face closer to Cait’s heat.
As Vi palmed her breast, Cait took one last glance at Vi’s intense stare before she felt her tongue graze gently across her wet entrance. She breathed deeply, eyes clamping down as she comprehended the fact that Vi was tasting her.
Before she could think about it for too much longer, a new, incredible sensation came upon her as Vi’s tongue swiped upward across her clit, causing her to throw her head back in pleasure. Vi’s tongue increased in fervor, flicking across the sensitive bud while her left hand steadied Cait’s leg and right continued to palm at her breast. Cait could feel heat rise to her cheeks with the knowledge that Vi was still looking up at her, monitoring every little reaction Cait gave to gauge the speed and pressure in which her tongue worked her.
One of Cait’s hands reached down to tangle in Vi’s hair and pull, while the other grabbed hold of her shoulder to find some stability as she realized her legs were beginning to shake. Her breaths became even more labored and heavy as she let herself go, taking in every sensation Vi was giving her.
Vi kept up her ministrations, occasionally sucking at Cait’s clit before returning to the rhythmic licks that were absolutely getting her there, taking the time to simultaneously pinch and roll at Cait’s nipple between her thumb and forefinger. Her left hand held onto Cait’s leg steadily, occasionally grazing up and down, savoring the creamy smooth skin.
Cait could feel her climax quickly approaching as Vi sped up ever so slightly. She tugged harder on her hair, nails digging deeper into her shoulder as her legs grew weaker by the second, and before she knew it she was there, coming in Vi’s mouth strongly, every muscle in her body growing rigid and taught while her breaths hitched altogether in her throat.
Waves of pleasure wracked through her body, amplified only by the continuation of Vi’s movements, prolonging her pleasure. When she was past her peak, feeling utterly boneless and drained of energy, her legs gave out and she would have fallen to her knees on the concrete cell floor if it weren’t for Vi catching her legs, providing just enough time for Caitlyn to brace herself on both of Vi’s shoulders.
Cait looked into Vi’s eyes and saw the depth of them, overwhelming emotion pouring out of those gorgeous irises she missed and loved.
Coming back to her senses, Cait looked at Vi’s hands wrapped around the backs of her thighs, her own hands holding onto Vi’s shoulders, all while noticing the sheen of her own cum glistening on Vi’s chin, and smiled at her. Vi smiled back, letting out a huff of amusement.
Caitlyn eased her death grip on Vi and stood shakily back up, but not before tugging Vi up with her, clashing her mouth to Vi’s again and tasting herself on Vi’s wet lips. The sudden action caused Vi to let out a low groan.
Cait broke the kiss and leaned back, staring deep into Vi’s eyes with her own before whispering, “Your turn.”
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Vi’s heart skipped a beat at Cait’s words. She was still reeling internally at the fact that she’d just made Caitlyn come, something she’d wanted to do for ages. But now, the thought of Cait touching her…
Caitlyn seemed to notice Vi’s shock at her words, giggling under her breath at Vi’s dumbfounded expression before swooping back in for another kiss, grazing her tongue on Vi’s bottom lip.
Vi immediately reciprocated, kissing Caitlyn back with intensity as her hands grasped hold of her soft hips, this time reaching her arms around so she could hold Cait’s ass in both hands and squeeze, causing Caitlyn to gasp and throw her head back, making Vi take initiative to move the kiss to her neck. She nibbled on the skin beneath Cait’s jaw, loving the little sounds that left her mouth.
As Vi continued kissing and grabbing, Caitlyn held Vi’s shoulders and managed to turn them both around so now Vi was against the wall, taking Cait’s old place. Vi removed her lips from Cait’s neck to glance up at the taller woman, wanting to see what she was planning next.
This time Vi could sense that Caitlyn wanted to touch her. All of her.
Caitlyn gingerly placed her hands on Vi’s chest, lightly exploring the plane of her skin with gentle touches. Her hands traveled down slowly before coming to a halt at Vi’s breasts, long, slender fingers cupping them softly, thumbs caressing her nipples that instantly pebbled at the sensation. Vi closed her eyes and took in a sharp breath while Cait continued savoring her breasts with her hands.
Slowly, she moved her hands down to rake across Vi’s hard abdominals, finally able to touch the muscles she ogled at for so long.
Every place Cait touched, Vi’s skin was set aflame. Desire burned within her core, and each new pass of Cait’s hands sent her reeling more and more with want.
She could feel Cait’s hands reach her bandage once again, and this time, she let Cait, ever so carefully, touch around the bandages as if it could take the pain away. But Vi wasn’t in any pain. Not with Cait here, so attentive and being so gentle.
Cait’s hands moved to Vi’s own pants and she tugged on the hem so Vi could open her grey-blue eyes to meet the deep blue ones that bore into hers, as she silently asked for permission.
Vi nodded frantically, moving her own hands to help unclasp them to show how badly she wanted Cait to proceed. Cait smiled at her in response before fully undoing them, resting the palm of her hand flat on Vi’s stomach, fingertips resting on Vi’s pelvis beneath the waistband of her pants.
She held her hand there patiently, looking into Vi’s face for any sign of hesitancy, but was only met with lust-filled eyes, pupils blown and mouth slightly agape in desperation. The skin under Cait’s palm was burning hot, and it took everything in Vi to not grasp Cait’s wrist harshly and shove her hand down into her heat. Instead, she savored this moment, allowing herself to be touched.
She looked into Cait’s eyes, expression soft and knowing. Vi had never been this vulnerable with someone like this before – at least, not with someone she cared about this much. It was a little uncomfortable, simply because it was brand new, which Caitlyn could pick up on as she looked at Vi’s face studiously. As much as Vi wanted it, wanted her, there was a little bit of timidness that lined her features from being the vulnerable one for once.
Caitlyn tentatively moved her fingers lower, moving through the soft curls. Vi’s grip on Caitlyn’s shoulders tightened slightly, which Cait noted. She made sure to take her time, but continued her journey south, her hand finding its place now right against Vi’s heat.
Vi’s breaths sped up in anticipation. Desire ripped through her body and reached its crescendo when Caitlyn took her index finger and gently felt along Vi’s wet folds, gathering arousal and parting her lips.
Vi gasped, eyes clamping shut, and Caitlyn took that as a sign that she could continue. She took her finger with the gathered wetness and moved back up, looking once again at Vi’s features as she slowly circled her finger along Vi’s clit.
Vi’s body became rigid at the sensation, nails digging harder into Cait’s shoulders. Caitlyn peppered Vi’s cheek and jaw with little kisses, letting her know it was okay, before she continued circling her finger on Vi’s sensitive bud.
The pleasure was even better than she imagined, the knowledge that it was Caitlyn touching her. Caitlyn, the first girl she fell in love with. The one who took her back home to rest in her bed and caress her lovingly when Vi was emotionally vulnerable. Who helped heal her when she was stabbed by Sevika and comforted her when the recovery was painful. The same Caitlyn, who now accepted who Vi was – someone who put her sister first no matter what. Even though her sister did horrible things, including ending the life of Caitlyn’s own mother and would most certainly be incarcerated by the remainder of the council should they have gotten ahold of her… Caitlyn allowed Vi to let her go. That alone let Vi know that Caitlyn knew the extent of Vi’s heart and how much she cared for her family and how far she would go for them. It let her know that Caitlyn understood. That she accepted this part of Vi, yet wanted her regardless.
And it was the first time that Vi felt seen in a very, very long time.
She continued holding on to Cait’s shoulders as her fingers slowly picked up speed, rubbing circles on her clit as it occasionally dipped back down to her folds to tease her entrance and gather more arousal, before moving back up to continue her circles.
Vi’s breathing increased more, wanting to climax, to let her body relax and succumb to her instincts and urges, but something held her back. Even though Caitlyn’s fingers felt heavenly, she couldn’t place what was holding her back.
Luckily, Caitlyn could tell.
Cait placed a gentle kiss to Vi’s lips to get her attention and looked into her eyes. She spoke softly, voice like velvet and barely above a whisper—
“Violet, it’s okay. It’s okay, Violet. You can let go. I’m right here. I’m right here with you and I’m not leaving you. Let go, Violet.”
Vi stared at Cait’s tender, loving expression while she bit her lip, pleasure taking over all at once. Cait’s words eased the tension, Vi literally feeling it melt out of her as she finally let go, allowing herself to accept the physical pleasure and emotional stability Cait was giving her.
Pleasure rocked her core, electrifying every nerve in her body. Caitlyn kept up the pace of her skilled fingers, helping Vi ride out her orgasm as Vi let out a low, guttural groan from the back of her throat.
Once the waves of bliss left her core, Vi let out a sharp gasp and she grabbed Cait’s wrist with a hand, stopping Cait’s motions immediately. Caitlyn, instantly understanding her overstimulation, carefully removed her hand from Vi’s pants, and simply held onto her, allowing Vi to ground herself and just breathe.
Slowly, Vi opened her eyes, and was greeted with the angelic beauty of Caitlyn smiling down at her, expression even softer than before.
“Are you okay?” Caitlyn asked quietly.
Vi let out a huff of air, giving a half smile as she raked a hand through her hair.
“I'm fucking fantastic, Cupcake.”
Caitlyn smiled back, satisfied with that answer. “Good.”
A bit of awkwardness hung in the air between them, realization of where they were located was setting in after the intensity of their arousal subsided.
“So… a cell…” Caitlyn said. “Certainly not the location I’d imagine our first time to be.”
“You’ve imagined our first time?” Vi questioned, humor lacing her voice.
“Oh, well… You know… I just would have imagined if we had… um, well, if we had done anything… we’d go back to my room or…” she trailed off.
Vi couldn’t help but smile teasingly at Cait struggling to find the right words. “Don’t worry. It was my fault. I was the one who got carried away.”
“Okay. Well, as long as you know it wasn’t my intention to be intimate with you in a jail cell. I can’t imagine you’re comfortable in here—”
“Cait, it’s okay. I promise. It doesn’t bother me anymore. Not as long as you’re here with me. You’re the one who rescues me from cells, remember?”
A knowing look crossed Caitlyn’s face as she smiled. “Yes, well, let’s be sure to keep you out of cells going forward, yes? Perhaps I can make it up to you tonight with a warm bed instead…”
Vi visibly swallowed hard, causing Caitlyn to chuckle.
“We should get dressed.”
Vi nodded. “Yeah, we should.”
“We’ve got a lot to do still in preparation. I don’t want to think about it all, but as long as you’re with me, I think we can manage whatever gets thrown at us.”
Vi smiled. “I agree, Cupcake. As long as I’m with you.” She reached forward and their lips met once more – gentle this time. The nervous, erotic energy faded from their bodies and was instead replaced with careful, loving knowledge that they were there for each other.
They helped each other dress, giggling when Vi fumbled with her own shirt buttons and when Cait initially put her sweater on both inside out and backwards. They still made time to place soft kisses on each other’s bodies.
They exited the cell, Caitlyn giving Vi the keys so she could slide the door shut with a loud clang before locking it in place, a symbolic gesture she appreciated. She held the keys in one hand while taking one of Cait’s in the other, squeezing her palm in hers comfortingly as they walked out, hopeful now that they were strong enough to tackle whatever life threw their way.