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Caitlyn gasped, her head making a larger dent in the pillow as she found just the right spot with her vibrator, the broad head of the wand pressing into her soaked folds at just the right angle to put her peak in view, almost reachable.
The wand wasn't her preferred toy, but all the others were wireless and still charging, and, well. Caitlyn had gotten to thinking about Vi behind her last night...and under her, and over top of her, and...well, she'd needed release with an immediacy that meant she simply couldn't wait for her favorite toy to be fully charged.
Vi was still at work with a client, and she likely wouldn’t be home for a while, so Caitlyn had decided to take care of the arousal that had rendered her underwear useless by herself so she could actually focus on the files she’d brought home for a case that was dragging on longer than she’d hoped.
The case was taking up so much space in her brain that it had taken her a while to relax and focus fully on the fantasy in her mind - Vi's tongue between her thighs, instead of the vibrator - but she'd managed, her long limbs losing some of the tension brought on by her work and regaining some decidedly different tension as her toes curled and flexed and her thighs tensed with her approaching orgasm.
Caitlyn's back arched, her eyes squeezing shut as the vibrations from the wand started to trigger the spasms that meant her orgasm was almost in reach, her body now straining in earnest as she panted…
...only for the vibrations to suddenly cease, the tremors in her legs slowly fading as Caitlyn gasped and blinked down at the wand, lifting it toward her face with shaking hands and a vehement curse.
She pressed various buttons a few times and smacked it against her opposite hand, just in case, but...her vibrator was well and truly dead.
Caitlyn gritted her teeth, tossing the wet, useless toy onto the bed next to her, her overly sensitive, dripping cunt twitching and clenching uselessly around nothing.
She groaned, pressing her palms into her eyes and biting her lip, preparing to do... something else.
But what?
It was going to take an age to get there again with her fingers, since she'd been so close with the intense vibrations from the wand and now she'd accidentally edged herself so hard that she might have pulled a muscle in her abdomen.
As she debated whether or not she wanted to start the whole, arduous process of building herself back up to the orgasm she still desperately needed after hours of thinking about her girlfriend doing deliciously naughty things to her, her ears picked up the telltale signs of keys in the lock on the front door.
Caitlyn's eyes widened in realization, and she was up and out of the bed, half-stumbling toward the door and attempting not to trip over the cord to the wand probably faster than was advisable.
Caitlyn didn't bother responding to Vi's "Cupcake? I'm home!" Instead, she continued her frantic stumble down the hall, rounding the corner as Vi was locking the door, her back turned to the room.
Caitlyn bit her lip at the way Vi's tank top, which sported the logo of the gym where she worked, showed off her muscled arms, the way her pink hair was slightly sweaty and sticking to the back of her neck.
She must have had a good session, Caitlyn vaguely registered, making a mental note to ask Vi about it... after.
"Oh, hey, there you a--" Vi said, half-turned toward the inside of the apartment before Caitlyn's mouth was on hers.
Caitlyn moaned louder than she'd meant to at the taste of Vi's mouth, the strong press of a hand against her back, the feel of Vi's tongue as she sucked it into her own mouth for a moment.
Vi was chuckling lightly as Caitlyn broke the kiss. "Shit, Cupcake, 'hello' to you, t--"
"Lie down," Caitlyn interrupted, gasping, still out of breath - even more out of breath now that she had Vi against her.
Vi's eyes widened, but she dropped her gym bag anyway.
Caitlyn loved how quickly she picked up on things.
"What, right here?" Vi asked, raising a pierced eyebrow.
Caitlyn nodded, pressing a hot, frantic kiss to Vi's mouth and a slightly sweaty hand to her collarbone.
"Alright, okay," Vi said, taking a precious second to cup the back of Caitlyn's neck and press a brief kiss to her lips, showing her that she understood.
Caitlyn loved her a little bit more for the gentleness in the action.
And also for the way she broke the kiss to lie down on her back, right there, right inside the door to their apartment, no questions asked.
Caitlyn bit her lip as she watched Vi take in her nakedness, that eyebrow raising again - this time in blatant interest - as she noticed the wetness slicking the insides of Caitlyn's thighs.
Unable to stand it for one more moment, Caitlyn stepped forward to straddle Vi's torso, kneeling down on the hard floor to hover her cunt over Vi's mouth.
Caitlyn nearly cried at the first brush of Vi's breath over her folds - a quiet, awed "wow" reaching her ears.
Caitlyn's heart squeezed at the tenderness at the same time as her cunt clamped down, dripping more wetness from that barest sensation, her nerves still lighted up from her almost orgasm.
A moment later, Vi's hands settled on the flesh of her upper thighs and pulled, tugging Caitlyn down to meet her hot tongue.
Caitlyn cried out at the feeling of Vi's tongue on her cunt, her girlfriend wasting absolutely no time sealing her mouth around her clit and stroking her tongue against it in that familiar rhythm that always made Caitlyn shake apart.
Unconsciously rocking her hips into the sensation, Caitlyn's hands darted down of their own accord to tangle in Vi's still-sweaty hair, gripping into the soft strands as her orgasm built back up alarmingly quickly, the shaking in her thighs already returning, her toes curling against Vi's ribs.
Vi kept the same rhythm, despite Caitlyn's squirming, and Caitlyn was grateful for her girlfriend for the umpteenth time since she'd arrived home as pleasure spiraled out from her clit, curling in her lower abdomen and tightening her nipples around the jewelry there.
Caitlyn threw her head back, gasping and whimpering as the sensations rocking through her body heightened in intensity, the pressure in her lower stomach building and building before it snapped all at once, catching Caitlyn's mouth open in a silent cry as her orgasm crashed through her in a powerful wave.
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Slowly blinking her way back to reality, and noticing through the haze brought on by her orgasm that they needed to dust the light fixture in the entryway as she stared up at the ceiling, Caitlyn registered soft licks and nuzzles between her thighs, Vi working her gently all the way through her orgasm.
Caitlyn bit her lip, sitting up fully and walking backward on her knees just enough that she could bend down, hair spilling onto the floor into a glossy curtain as she caught Vi's lips in a messy kiss, enjoying the taste of her own pleasure mixed with Vi.
Pressing one last, lingering kiss to her girlfriend's lips, Caitlyn pulled back with a contented hum, a soft smile that matched the one on Vi's own face pulling at her lips.
"So, uh..." Vi whispered, amusement flickering through the words, "not that I'm complaining, but what was that all about?"
Caitlyn giggled softly at the question before shrugging helplessly.
"Vibrator broke.”