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Today, like many days, was a bratty Vi day. And like always, it pissed Caitlyn off to the fullest extent. And, of course, the pink haired girl was doing this on purpose. She got off at just the thought of Caitlyn doing something to her. So then, you can understand the involuntary smirk that crossed her face when they both got home and Caitlyn had that scary spark in her eye.
Caitlyn pinned her wife against the wall, her hands on Vi’s waist. She looked her up and down, taking everything in, pausing on those smirking lips a little too long. “Something tells me you did this on purpose,” Caitlyn whispered, running her finger over said lip and down her chest.
“Mmm I do a lot of things on purpose, Cupcake. I think I need you to be more specific.” She looked up at Caitlyn with stupid doe eyes that drove her insane and chuckled to herself. Caitlyn’s grip grew firmer on her waist and Vi stopped chuckling.
“You think I didn’t notice all that shit you pulled today? Disobeying orders, stealing equipment—you did all that to get me riled up, didn’t you?” Caitlyn punctuated the back half of that sentence by sticking her thigh between two of Vi’s own. Vi, who’s eyes widened at the sudden jolt of pleasure, faltered from her normal bratty and mischievous smirk. “What, not all big and strong now are we? Not when I’ve got my thigh between your legs…no.” Vi made a feeble attempt to grind against Caitlyn’s leg, in hopes of some sort of friction. “Oh…the brat wants to come does she,” Caitlyn asks, only mere centimeters from Vi’s ear. The proximity sent a shiver down her spine and released a whine from her throat.
Vi tried harder to grind against her wife’s knee, and let out a moan when Caitlyn’s hand slid down her pants and ran a finger against the pooling spot of her underwear. “Fuck, cupcake…” Vi tipped her head against the wall, “You’re killing me.”
“Oh trust me, it’s gonna get a lot worse.” Caitlyn’s lips crashed against Vi’s—the fight for dominance was barely a thought in Caitlyn’s mind. Vi’s hands found their way into Caitlyn’s hair as she moved down to Vi’s neck; biting and licking her, marking her up. Vi ground against Caitlyn’s thigh, and moaned, making Caitlyn force out a growl. “Greedy girls get greedy punishments,” she whispered, leaving a mark on Vi’s neck.
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Vi screamed, coming off her third orgasm which she owes her thanks to a relentless Caitlyn, pumping her fingers in and out of her cunt. The handsome pink girl arched her back away from the bed, trying to run away from all that pleasure. It was mostly impossible because of her restraints.
“Oh? Does someone not like how good my fingers make her feel? She should’ve thought of that before acting like a brat all day.” Caitlyn continued her vigorous exploration inside of Vi.
Vi’s mind was foggy. Any words she could think of had no way of coming out while being drowned in pleasure. “Cait—fuck—I’m gonna cum!” She groaned before her orgasm washed over her. And yet, Caitlyn still wasn’t going to stop.
“Cupcake!” Vi sighed exasperated, and Caitlyn pulled her fingers out, licking up all the juices she’d gotten out of her wife.
“You give me one more and then I’ll stop,” she kissed her way down her wife’s body, keeping eye contact the whole time. Just the sight made Vi shiver, making Caitlyn raise an eyebrow: “This is what you wanted, isn’t it? You wanted to cum. So now I’m telling you to cum and you’re holding out on me?” Caitlyn’s mouth was between Vi’s thighs, kissing and biting at the skin.
“No—it’s too much Cait.” Vi whines, and Caitlyn slaps her thigh.
“What? Because you’re sensitive right now? Is that what it is?” She looked the handsome girl dead in the eye, daring her to say something. If it was really too much, Vi knew what she had to do, and it didn’t seem like she was planning to do it.
“I—fuck!” Caitlyn stuck her tongue inside of Vi before she could even finish her sentence. As she got closer to her fourth wave of pleasure, all that could really come out of her were whimpers and groans.
Caitlyn coaxed her down from her high by running her nails up and down her thighs, whispering sweet affirmations in her ear.
Oh you did so good, baby.
My best girl.
I love you so much.
And then she just sat and held her until they both fell asleep.