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Vi stared blankly at the C- on her anatomy test, the red ink slashing across her hopes like a cruel joke.
She didn’t half-ass things. Ever. If she cared, she gave it her all. And this time? She had cared like hell. Flashcards, late nights, coffee-fueled cram sessions... she had done it all.
And it still wasn’t enough.
She shoved the test into her bag, her stomach twisting. If she failed this class, she would lose her scholarship. And without the scholarship... well, there wasn’t really a Plan B.
By the time she reached Caitlyn’s apartment, a storm cloud seemed to follow her. She wasn’t even sure how she made it to Caitlyn’s apartment; her legs carried her on autopilot. She knocked half-heartedly, leaning against the doorframe like it was the only thing holding her up.
Caitlyn opened the door, her smile fading the moment she saw Vi’s face.
"Vi? What happened?"
Wordlessly, Vi pulled the test from her bag and held it out.
Ah. Caitlyn didn’t even need to read it to understand. She had watched Vi pour her soul into studying, watched her tackle textbooks like they were adversaries in the ring. And now...
“Oh, Vi,” Caitlyn whispered, stepping aside to let her in.
Vi collapsed onto the couch. She pretty much slouched like a deflated balloon.
Caitlyn shut the door and sat down beside her, reaching out cautiously. “Do you want to talk about it?”
Vi shrugged. “What’s there to say? I tried. I tried my hardest, and it didn’t matter.”
Caitlyn wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close. “Hey. I know how hard you worked. You’ve been running yourself ragged over this, and that counts for something.”
“Not when I’m failing. If I fail this class, Cait... I lose everything. My scholarship. My chance. My family’s counting on me, and I can’t even-” She cut herself off, blinking rapidly against the sting of tears. “Maybe I’m just a dumbass who thought she could handle college.”
“Violet.” Caitlyn’s voice was firm as she cupped Vi’s face, tilting it up until their eyes met. “Don’t say that. You’re not dumb. You’re one of the smartest people I know, and I’m not going to let you convince yourself otherwise.”
Vi let out a shaky laugh, but it quickly dissolved into a sigh. “Feels like I’m letting everyone down. My family... you...”
“Me?” Caitlyn raised an eyebrow. “Oh, love, no. You could flunk every class from now until graduation, and I would still be proud of you. Your worth isn’t tied to a grade.”
“But my scholarship-”
“We’ll figure it out,” Caitlyn interrupted gently. “You’re not in this alone. You’ve got me, remember?”
Vi bit her lip. “But what if I fail again? What if I’m just not good enough?”
“Then we’ll keep trying. Together. Because you are more than enough.” Caitlyn leaned forward, pressing a kiss to Vi’s forehead. “And if you don’t believe me, I’ll remind you as many times as it takes.”
When Vi didn’t respond, Caitlyn shifted, straddling her lap. Her hands found their way to the back of Vi’s neck, fingers gently playing with the short hair there. “Alright. Let’s do this the hard way. One: You’re loyal to a fault, and you would do anything for the people you love. Two: You’re ridiculously stubborn in the best way possible. Three: You’re the hardest-working person I know-”
“Doesn’t matter how hard I work if I still fail,” Vi muttered, staring at her hands. “I’m gonna lose my scholarship, Cait. Then what? Go back to... nothing? Everyone expects me to make it, but maybe I shouldn’t have even tried. Maybe I’m just... stupid.”
"Alright, if you're going to be like that." Caitlyn says firmly, taking Vi’s face in both hands to make her look up. “Four: You have so much more going for you than your brain. You are kind, you are funny, you are brave, and you’re honest. I wouldn’t be in love with a damn fool. You know so much about life, and you make everyone around you smile.”
A small twitch appeared at the corner of Vi’s mouth, fleeting but there. Gotcha, Caitlyn thought.
“Five: Your hands. Really, they’re incredible. Strong, capable... kinda perfect, actually. Six: Those arms? Best I’ve ever seen on a person. I’m including myself, by the way.”
That earned her a quiet huff of laughter. It wasn’t much, but it was progress.
“Seven: You’re the world’s greatest snuggle buddy. No competition. Eight: And this one’s critical: you have the best ass ever. I have extensive, firsthand evidence to back this up.”
That time, Vi let out a proper chuckle.
“There it is,” Caitlyn said triumphantly. “That’s the smile I was looking for.”
“C’mon, Cait. That’s enough.”
“Oh, no, no, no,” Caitlyn said, holding up a finger. “You don’t get to tap out. You brought this on yourself, and now you’re going to sit there, let me shower you with the praise you absolutely do not believe you deserve, and you are going to listen. Got it?”
Vi groaned, dragging her hands down her face. “Fine. Go ahead. Knock yourself out.”
“Good. Where was I? Oh, right. Nine: Your hair is so soft, it’s basically unfair. Silky, adorable, and somehow always perfect no matter what you do. Ten: You keep trying even when things are impossibly tough. You don’t give up, even when you really want to. That’s one of the bravest things about you.”
“Okay, okay!” Vi groaned, laughing a little as she tried to push Caitlyn off her lap. “Alright, enough, Cupcake! I’m gonna die of praise overdose!”
Caitlyn gripped Vi’s shoulders to steady herself. “Eleven: You never lie to me. Ever. Even when it’s hard. Twelve: You make excellent hot chocolate. Like, dangerously good. I will be stealing your recipe the moment I wear you down enough to tell me the secret. Thirteen-”
Vi is full on laughing now. “Stop! You win! I surrender, okay?”
Caitlyn grinned, kissing Vi’s forehead again. “That’s all I wanted to hear.”
"That was a cheap shot. Y'know how I feel about praise and stuff.”
“Exactly my point,” Caitlyn replied, brushing her fingers along Vi’s strong jaw. “You never believe a damn word of it. But tonight? Your brain is going to believe me if I have to list a thousand more reasons why you’re amazing.”
Vi shifted nervously under her, her eyes darting to her hands. Caitlyn could see her mulling something over, her walls wavering but not quite down.
“Can you, uh...” Vi hesitated. “I... you-”
“What’s the matter, baby?” Caitlyn’s tone softened immediately.
“I just-” Vi swallowed hard, her cheeks flushing. “I need... can you keep going? Please, Daddy?”
Caitlyn’s breath hitched, and her heart melted on the spot. She was already smiling before she spoke again. "Oh? Someone want's some Daddy praise, huh? Someone needs Daddy to tell them exactly how special they are? How handsome they are? How good they make Daddy feel just by existing?"
Vi huffed, the tips of her ears turning pink as she turned her head away. “You’re laying it on too thick, cupcake.”
Caitlyn chuckled, reaching out to gently guide Vi’s face back to hers. “Nope. Not letting you look away, sweetheart. You've got to look Daddy in the eye, okay? Just accept the praise and listen to me."
Vi sighed and looked at Caitlyn. Her eyes were full of longing for praise. Vi wanted to hear how wonderful she was from someone who knew her best. She needed to hear it from someone who loved her unconditionally.
“Okay, Daddy,” she murmured softly.
"That's my good girl... Such a handsome girl, aren't you, sweetheart? So good to me. Look at those gorgeous muscles... And that face of yours, with those big ol' puppy dog eyes... You are so, so pretty, baby."
It was no surprise when Vi's blush kept growing. She felt herself melting under Caitlyn's touch, her body reacting to every stroke.
“Daddy...” She was getting wet and she wanted Daddy to help with that.
Caitlyn smiled knowingly. “Need something more than just words, do we?” Then, she gripped the bottom of Vi's shirt and pulled it up just enough to slip her hand underneath and up Vi's bare abdomen. "Shhh... I know, baby. You're so, so handsome. And you work so hard for Daddy, doing all that studying just to make me proud... My pretty girl."
She kisses Vi’s forehead for a third time, then her nose, and ends on her lips, gently caressing her cheek with her other hand as she continues to shower her in praise.
Vi let out a soft moan as Caitlyn touched her skin. It was warm and smooth to the touch. “Please,” she begged softly. “I need you.”
How could Caitlyn deny her good girl something?
“You're my best girl. Do you know that? I love you so, so much. Just seeing your face makes me smile, and you're so perfect in every way. How did I get so lucky, huh? How did I deserve someone so wonderful?"
Caitlyn's fingers traced lower, pulling down Vi's panties as she whispered against her ear.
“Such a good girl asking for what she wants... And Daddy would never deny her sweet little Vi anything.” Slowly, she slid one of her long fingers in Vi's slick folds. “There we go... just relax and let Daddy take care of everything. Always so tight for me, huh?”
Vi whimpers as Caitlyn's finger slipped inside her. She looks down between them, watching in fascination as Caitlyn’s finger seemed endless.
Caitlyn's thumb found Vi's clit, circling it slowly as she continued to pump her finger in and out of her. “Daddy knows how to please her girl, doesn't she?” With her free hand, she reached up to cradle Vi's cheek, guiding her gaze to meet her own again. “I'm so proud of you, baby,” she murmured softly, pressing a tender kiss to Vi's lips. “You're doing so well. Keep looking at Daddy... let me see those beautiful eyes.”
Vi nodded obediently, keeping her gaze locked on Caitlyn's. She didn't want to break contact with her for even a moment. The feeling of Caitlyn's finger moving inside her was making her crazy for more.
“Daddy,” she whined, “I need more.”
“More, huh? Well, since you asked so nicely...” Caitlyn added another finger, pumping them both in and out of Vi's slick heat while maintaining intense eye contact. She curled her fingers just right, stroking along Vi's inner walls until she found that special spot deep inside. Pressing firmly against it, Caitlyn grinned wickedly. “How's that, baby girl? Does that feel better?”
"Yes! Oh yes!" Vi cried out, her hips bucking against Caitlyn's hand. "Right there, Daddy!"
Vi closed her eyes in pleasure, but Caitlyn didn't like that. She tutted disapprovingly and gave Vi's thigh a light smack.
“Uh-uh, none of that. Eyes open and on me, young lady. I want to see everything you're feeling.” She increased the speed of her thrusts, curling her fingers harder against Vi's g-spot with each pump. Her other hand moved to grip Vi's hip possessively.
Vi's eyes fluttered open and she gazed at Caitlyn with pure adoration. She was trembling violently now, her whole body tensing up as she teetered on the brink of her orgasm.
“Come on, baby. Be a good girl for Daddy and give her what she wants. Show me how much you love having my fingers buried inside this sweet pussy. Let go for me, Violet. Come undone on Daddy's fingers like a good girl.”
"Yes, Daddy!" she cried out. "I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum for you!"
With a few more targeted strokes from Caitlyn's skilled fingers, Vi finally tipped over the edge into blissful release. Her walls clenched tightly around Caitlyn's digits, trapping them like a vice.
"Ahhhh! D-Daddy!!" Vi wailed, throwing her head back in ecstasy as her orgasm rocked through her entire being.
“That's it, baby... Just like that,” Caitlyn purred approvingly. “Look at you, cumming so hard on Daddy's fingers. You're doing amazing, sweetheart.”
Caitlyn showed no signs of stopping. Her fingers continued their relentless assault, pumping in and out of Vi's quivering sex without mercy.
“You’re going to cum again and again until Daddy decides you've earned enough.” She scissored her fingers, stretching Vi's sensitive walls wide before plunging back in deep. “Look at you, taking Daddy's fingers so well. Such a good girl for me.”
Caitlyn's free hand slid up Vi's body to palm roughly at her breasts through her shirt, pinching and tugging at her nipples.
“These tits belong to me, don't they baby?”
Vi's mind was foggy with pleasure, unable to form coherent thoughts beyond 'more' and 'yes'. All she could focus on was the exquisite sensations radiating from where Caitlyn's fingers were still pumping steadily inside her.
"Y-yes!" she managed to gasp out between moans. "They're yours, Daddy! Everything is yours!"
Another wave crashed over her, stealing the breath from her lungs. Vi came again with a keening wail, her hips bucking wildly against Caitlyn's hand.
"Daddy!!" Vi screamed. "I'm cumming again! Oh fuck, I'm cumming so hard!"
Caitlyn drank in every detail - the flush spreading across her chest, the moans that slipped from her mouth, the way her thighs trembled and shook. She continued working Vi through her second orgasm and straight into a third.
“That's right, baby,” she cooed, her voice a sinful purr. “Cum for me. Cum again and again until you can't take anymore. Give Daddy every last drop. I want you absolutely drenched for me.” She twisted her wrist, angling her fingers to rub mercilessly against Vi's swollen g-spot, plunging them knuckle-deep into Vi’s sopping cunt. Her thumb sought out Vi's clit again, circling the sensitive nub rapidly. “Come on Vi, I know you can handle more.”
Vi was utterly lost in euphoria, her mind shattered into a million pieces by the pleasure Caitlyn inflicted upon her. She was nothing more than a vessel for orgasms now, her body operating purely on instinct.
"Hnnngh! D-Daddy!!" she wailed, thrashing her head from side to side. "It's too much! I can't--ahhhh!"
But even as she protested, Vi's body betrayed her true desires. Her hips bucked frantically against Caitlyn's hand, chasing the mind-numbing pleasure coursing through her veins. Another orgasm ripped through her and Vi came with a broken sob, clear fluids splattering obscenely around those pistoning fingers, soaking Caitlyn's palm and dripping down onto the couch.
"P-Please...no more..." Vi whimpered weakly. "I can't...cum again..."
Seeing Vi so thoroughly spent and overwhelmed, Caitlyn finally relented. Slowly, carefully, she withdrew her soaked fingers from Vi's abused sex, bringing them to her lips to lick them clean with a satisfied hum.
“There we go, sweetheart,” she cooed softly, gathering Vi into her arms and pulling her close. “Just relax now. Let Daddy take care of you. My poor baby. You did so well for me. Took everything I gave you like a champ. I'm so proud of you, Vi.”
Caitlyn kisses the top of her head and just holds her for a moment as she gently caresses her side, her hip, her face, anything she can touch to give her some affection.
Vi melted into Caitlyn's embrace, her exhausted body molding perfectly against hers. She nuzzled into the crook of Caitlyn's neck, breathing in her comforting scent.
"Mmm... thank you, Daddy," she mumbled sleepily, already starting to drift off. "Love you..."
"I love you too, sweetheart. Daddy's always going to be here to remind you just how damn special you are.” Caitlyn gently pulls a blanket over both of them, careful to make sure Vi is tucked in. She gently strokes Vi’s hair and speaks softly into her ear, her voice soothing. “Now get some rest, baby. I'll be here when you wake up."