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Caitlyn moves her body through the bathroom to the beat of Sabrina Carpenter's Looking at Me. Her hair flies across her shoulder and the hairbrush acts as a microphone. She purrs 'baby' and imagines that it's Vi's eyes looking at her, all while bending her body left and right. She can't remember the last time she's been this happy.
6 days. They are dating for six days and it feels like 6 years. Because who would've thought they were already kind of dating this whole time? Just without the intimacy of the past days, which has been nothing short of life altering. Caitlyn isn't able to grasp it, this feeling of forever. It doesn't feel real.
It is very real though. They can't stop touching each other, god even looking at each other is different now. Which is why Vi is in her sister's apartment getting ready, not here with her. They wanted to go out. Back to Vi's bar and this time, she'll pick Caitlyn to fuck. Because now Vi and the way she undresses her with every gaze makes Caitlyn ravenous.
***
There are so many people. Caitlyn is completely out of her comfort zone. It looks like she's the only person dressed from head to toe. Never in her life has she seen shorter skirts. Maybe she should've worn less, or just not jeans and a shirt. But for all the times she saw Vi leaving their apartment, she only ever wore baggy clothes. She spots Vi at the bar then and Vi looks exactly like the woman Caitlyn fell in love with. Shit.
Her head held high, Caitlyn crosses the dance floor and sits in a booth with multiple half drunk glasses. The menu is sticky and god, what is this place?
The way Caitlyn imagined it, Vi should come up to her every second now. Though it looks like she's deep in conversation with some girl. She looks fantastic. Vi, not the girl. Her black shirt clings to her upper body and her tattoos are on full display when she's brushing her fingers through her hair. Damn. Caitlyn can't help but bite her lip. If they wouldn't know each other, the way she's staring would be so creepy.
Vi seems to enjoy their conversation but she keeps a bit of distance at least. And then, there's another girl and Caitlyn's already deeply uncomfortable. The music is too loud, the air too stuffy and there are too many hot women here. And why doesn't Vi look at her?
Caitlyn doesn't even have a drink. Aren't there any waitresses Vi can flirt with? She goes to the bar and in the five minutes it takes, Vi has two more women talking to her. And now they are touching her arm.
Okay rude. The only thing Caitlyn can think of in her panic is calling Jinx. It's not like she could do anything. Although it would be nice to talk to someone. So that's what she does. "Hey. What are you up to?" Her voice is shaky.
"Caity Cait! Literally nothing. Aren't you on a date with my sister?"
"I am supposed to be, yes." Caitlyn gives Vi a side eye, but Vi couldn't even notice if she wanted with all the girls surrounding her.
"What did she do?" It's so easy to imagine Jinx's complimentary eye roll.
"Nothing really. There are simply a lot of women interested in her."
"But she's talking to them?"
"Yes."
"Damn." Jinx tsks. "What are you going to do about it?"
"I don't know." Caitlyn wants to go home, if she's being honest.
"Alright, listen to me. There are two possible scenarios. Vi is oblivious–"
"Not likely."
"Or she's trying to make you jealous."
"Well, she's succeeding", Caitlyn quips.
"Oh my god Caitlyn, shut up and listen."
She really must be desperate, because she should hang up, and she does not.
"So, you've got two options, obviously." Obviously. "You don't let it effect you or you play stupid games. I know what I'd pick. You could go up to her and give her what she wants or find out what she does if you don't. I guess that's three options, but you wouldn't want to do nothing, would you?"
What? "I don't know. I don't feel so good about myself right now." Caitlyn takes the last sip of her drink, the truth spilling out of her without resistance.
"What are you talking about, stupid? She wants you. She literally can't stop talking about you. You're actually all she wanted since you met."
"That's nice of you to say."
"Oh my god, Caitlyn. I swear to god. You don't want me to come down there. It's the truth. Get your head in the game!"
"What if I don't want this to be a game?"
"Caitlyn, let's be so for real right now, you agreed to play pretend so that she can pick you up."
She knows Jinx is right, but this is so much worse in reality.
"And I bet, if you told her right now that you want to go home, she'd carry you the whole way." Jinx' voice actually sounds sweet now and Caitlyn can't help but smile at this picture. And that's when Vi looks over.
"I'll tell you what to do..."
Vi's eyes lock with hers and the rest falls away. She winks and everything restores itself in Caitlyn's body. It's like she never doubted them in the first place because Vi looks so sure about this. Caitlyn leans back. "Jinx, sorry, you need to repeat the strategy, please."
"For fuck's sake, why didn't you pay attention? Have you been ogling her?– Never mind, don't answer that. So, do you see anybody else that could be your type?"
***
Caitlyn can't believe she's following Jinx's advice. It's such a death trap. But there was a different woman who in every other situation would've been too hot for Caitlyn to simply walk up to. And that's exactly what she's doing now.
"Hi." Caitlyn clears her throat. "Can I buy you a drink."
The other woman's smile is so cocky that Caitlyn regrets it immediately.
"Sure. Whiskey", she says as she checks her out. "I'm Sevika."
"Caitlyn." She forces a smile and shakes her very strong hand.
They sit at the bar and Caitlyn can't help but look over at Vi who doesn't seem to notice them.
So flirting. How does that work again?
She's not a huge fan of small talk and Sevika doesn't seem to be either. "What does a girl like you do in a bar like this?"
"I just wanted to be fucked, honestly." Not by you though. To Sevika's credit, she doesn't seem surprised. She doesn't even laugh.
"Yeah that's what I thought. You've come to the right woman then." Her expression makes Caitlyn's gut clench. She just hopes that Vi saves her sometime soon. Caitlyn doesn't dare look over though and she doesn't have the time because Sevika seems to not want to talk at all. She scoots incredibly closer. A hand reaching up to Caitlyn's arm, moving up and up and up. Caitlyn shivers.
They didn't discuss this beforehand, but it seems like a boundary Caitlyn can't cross. Yet Sevika is closing the distance between them and she doesn't know what to do.
"Sevika!" Vi's voice clatters next to her ear. "You're going to step away from my girl." To Caitlyn's horror, Sevika doesn't move. She only grins. "Or what?"
"Or you'll meet my fist." Sevika gets yanked away from her. When Caitlyn's eyes find where Vi's hand grips Sevika's arm, god that's so hot, Sevika grumbles something and leaves.
Caitlyn's mouth probably hangs open. And she's just so relieved, this wasn't fun at all. She feels dirty in a way that's not good.
Vi takes a moment until she turns to Caitlyn. "Are you okay?" The concern surprises her. Does that mean the game is over? Vi reaches out to her, but at the last second, hesitates. Why is she uncertain now?
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"Do you wanna go home?"
"You haven't really picked me up yet, have you?" There is a feeling bubbling up in Caitlyn. She knows it's wrong. But why did Vi even agree to this? It's all so stupid.
Vi hums, assessing her. "Do you still want me to?"
Caitlyn didn't know she does until she asked. "Yes."
Vi's face changes, like she puts a costume on. The concern is gone. Instead there's playfulness? "Can I touch you?"
"Of course."
Vi steps impossibly close and her fingers twirl Caitlyn's hair. Then she whispers in her ear. "I love you, Cupcake. Don't forget it." Their eyes meet. "But you need to come up to me if you want me to talk to you. I'm not used to having to approach a girl."
Of fucking course.
***
Caitlyn should just go up to her. Instead she gets a drink and calls Jinx again.
"Did it not work?" She actually sounds sad beneath her usual silliness.
"Maybe. She intervened and I'm supposed to go up to her. But I'm feeling kind of icky now?"
"What happened?!" How Jinx's voice can switch so easily to alarm is impressive.
"I talked to this woman and she tried to kiss me and I probably would've let it happen if Vi didn't push her away."
"Oh shit. Caity Cait. I can promise you that kiss would have never happened in a million years. Vi would've always come to your rescue."
"She probably only saw it in the last second."
"No, Caitlyn. She a hundred percent kept an eye on you the entire time."
"How can you be so sure?"
"It's my sister we're talking about. I got into so much trouble growing up and she always somehow knew about it and saved me. You can be so sure that she always knows what's going on."
"Okay yeah, I get that. I just feel so weird now."
"Man, I'm sorry. Why don't you talk to her about it?"
"I don't know, nothing really happened. I feel kind of stupid."
"Well, I'm sure that's normal. Who did you talk to?"
"Some woman named Sevika?"
"Oh shit." Jinx chuckles. "Then Vi definitely kept both eyes on you. And she'd definitely kick her ass if you tell her how you feel."
"That's not very helpful, Jinx."
"Sorry. But honestly let her beat her up, she deserves it anyway."
"God, what have I got myself into?"
"Don't worry about it. You still feel icky?"
Caitlyn pauses. "It's a bit better now."
"So icky you don't won't to play your stupid game anymore?"
"I guess not."
"I bet she'd want a more certain answer from you."
Caitlyn laughs. She's so right. "Okay yes, I don't."
"Look up to her."
She does just that and there is Vi. Her face has question marks written all over it. And when Caitlyn gives her a thumbs up she knows Vi's lopsided smile is only for her to see and only for her to receive.
"Yeah I'm fine."
"Good. Now either talk to her or kiss her or whatever you do that I don't want to know about."
Gentle laughter escapes Caitlyn's lips and they hang up.
***
With only a few people between her and Vi, Caitlyn gets another drink at the bar. It's not very nice to be reminded of how easily Vi could replace her. She wishes she could just get furious, but the doubt that always creeps in, makes her want to bury her head in the sand.
Caitlyn risks a glance. There are still five girls fighting over her, touching her muscles, laughing way to loud. Although, upon further inspection, Vi stands straighter than she usually does and her veined hand grips her glass just a little too tight. Maybe she is also uncomfortable with this.
Why are they even here? Caitlyn supposes she always wanted to know what it's like to be flirted with by a stranger with the sole purpose of getting them to bed. And that's not even possible with as much history as they have, she realises now. Fucking stupid.
She could pretend. She can fake her confidence. She does it all day long. That's what she loves so much about being with Vi. She can give it all up. The whole facade, the persona, the rigid control. She's Cait with her. She can be herself, it usually just doesn't feel this awkward.
Taking a breath, Caitlyn straightens. She prepares for battle with posture and abdominal breathing. Vi has told her a million times that she's hot, so that's what she takes as proof.
As she approaches, the woman next to Vi purrs: "I bet those hands can get the work done just right." Before Vi can react, Caitlyn cuts in. "I bet yours cannot." Luckily, Caitlyn towers over the poor girl who has now lost Vi's attention.
Her girlfriend grins. "That's probably true." She gets closer so that Caitlyn can only look at her dark lips. Vi whispers: "She told me like ten minutes ago that she loves to handle cables and ropes. She was talking about knitting. And she didn't even get the innuendo." Vi leans back and checks Caitlyn's body out. "And I bet you can imagine better activities for us." She winks.
The girl is gone, presumably, Caitlyn doesn't check. She also didn't expect Vi to be so forward. Is she always like this or just because they already... did it?
"What are you drinking?"
Vi buys her her third drink. Or is it the fourth? She should probably slow down on the alcohol. In the meantime, she should make a game plan. She needs to bring Vi's confidence down, like at least 50 percent, otherwise she is not going to figure this out. Also, she's still a little bit hung up on the fact that Vi just flirted with all these women. But what could she even say?
Vi hands her the drink and Caitlyn takes a sip. "Euh what is this?"
Vi shrugs. "It's the mock version of your cocktail." And there's that cocky grin Caitlyn got used to. "Wouldn't want you to get drunk with what I want to do to you."
Caitlyn blanks.
"I'm Vi, by the way." She reaches out to shake her hand. The calluses graze Caitlyn's fingers and it's so easy to imagine them brushing over everything else.
"Caitlyn", she coughs.
"Do you wanna go back to your booth?" Vi stands in front of her like nothing could shake her.
"No."
Vi nods. What is she going to say? It's practically torture to not be able to seek comfort with the one person who can make her feel the safest. "Alright, how are you doing today, Caitlyn?"
That she did not expect. "Not that great actually." Caitlyn smiles to soften the blow and Vi seems to understand what she means. At least her eyes don't look concerned.
"No? Why?"
"Well, to be perfectly honest, I'm a little frustrated."
"Sexually?" Vi wiggles her eyebrows.
"Mostly at myself. What about you?"
"I'm fine."
Caitlyn can imagine where this is going. She asks anyway. "Just fine?"
"Yeah I'd be a lot better with your lips on mine."
Caitlyn laughs. Oh my god, she didn't realise Vi was so... terrible at this.
"So when is it acceptable to ask you to come home with me?" Vi grins and Caitlyn is surprised by her own body's reaction. Her stomach tumbles just at the sound of that word. Home.
"That depends."
"On what?" Vi gets impossibly close and it's like there are flashes of lightning promising to bring their skin together.
"How do you know it's me you want to take home?" She has no idea how her voice is steady.
"That's easy." Vi pauses and stares directly into Caitlyn's soul. "You're the most gorgeous woman I've ever seen."
She's probably so red right now. It's unbelievable that this is working on her. She would've thought it a lie and a line if it were anybody else. She slaps herself mentally. "Well, that's just hard to believe when you flirted with all these women after you must have noticed me coming in."
Vi smirks. "Wouldn't it be a little desperate to go up to you the second you walked in?"
"Aren't you? ...desperate?" Caitlyn raises an eyebrow.
And finally. Finally, Vi gulps. She takes a few seconds to answer and then whispers: "For you? Yes."
Caitlyn nods. It seems like both of them are at a loss for words.
Vi takes a step back. "So Caitlyn, who are you when you're not here looking for a hookup?" She leans effortlessly against the bar.
"Well, that depends. What part do you want to know?"
"What do you mean? Are there categories?"
"Of course there are categories. Work, life, friends, family?" Caitlyn stands up straighter, needing to make it seem like this is incredibly important.
"Life. I want to know about your life."
"Well, I'd rather not tell you."
"Why not?" Vi narrows her eyes. "Afraid you're too boring?"
"Yes, actually." Caitlyn grins. She knows Vi already knows her but this is kind of fun. Like getting to know someone without the risk of them not liking you.
Vi laughs. Her beautiful, deep laughter that makes Caitlyn want to snuggle up against her and wrap them in a cozy blanket."What about work?"
"It's exhausting. I have to make all these important decisions all day long."
"Mm I bet. So you probably don't want to make anymore decisions when you're at home, right?"
Caitlyn shakes her head. "No, I do not."
"You want someone else to be in control?" Vi gets closer again and Caitlyn nods.
"What else do you want?"
"I -" Caitlyn looks away. How could she phrase this? She isn't even sure Vi knows what she wants to say.
"What is it?" Vi smirks like she already does.
"I might be a bit, just a tad, too self-conscious at work. So I have... I like it–"
"You have a praise kink?"
Caitlyn nods and Vi's voice gets husky. "I can handle that. You're extremely sexy by the way."
Caitlyn laughs. Unbelievable.
Vi raises an eyebrow. "So, can I take you home now?"
"No, you need to prove yourself first." She steps closer to her. "Kiss me."
The last thing Caitlyn sees is that cocky grin. She closes her eyes to the thunder of their lips meeting for the millionth time. It's slow and reassuring. Vi's hands caress her shoulders and neck and Caitlyn's legs have trouble keeping her upright. She pants in seconds. The kiss becomes faster and Vi pushes up against her, groaning.
When Caitlyn can't fight her own moans anymore, Vi pulls back. "Follow me!" And she's seemingly halfway across the room, when Caitlyn pauses. No. "Mm Vi?"
Vi looks back at her. "Yeah?"
"Make me."
***
The door to Vi's room slams behind them. Vi throws Caitlyn onto the bed. "You're such a brat, but god will it feel good when I put you in your place."
Caitlyn laughs. Because what else is she supposed to do. She doesn't even have her body under control anymore. And she loves it. She also isn't entirely sure if Vi means it or if this is part of the game.
Vi gets to work on both of their clothes. "So when you walked into that bar today, what exactly were you looking for?"
"I wanted to have someone who can tell me what to do but makes me feel safe at the same time."
"Then you're in luck." Vi sucks at her neck. "Because that's exactly what I will do." Going further down, Vi licks Caitlyn's now naked body. "I'll worship you until no one can ever shake your confidence ever again." Kissing her chest, she mumbles: "I will get has many orgasms out of you as your body can possibly handle and you'll do as I say until you can't use your muscles anymore."
God, she wants that so much. Caitlyn's pretty sure the lines of their game have blurred now. Vi wouldn't say this to anybody else. But she needs her to tell her that nonetheless. "Say that again without this damn game."
Vi doesn't hesitate. "I love you, Cupcake. I'll do anything to make you feel good."
Caitlyn closes her eyes. There are so many sensations and feelings in her body. Her skin tingles, her heart hammers, and her pussy burns.
"You're doing so good, baby. Hands up." Caitlyn does as she's told, she doesn't have any fight left in her. "I'll tie you up, then it's easier for you to let go." She makes quick work of her hands and legs. "Don't worry, it'll be a quick first orgasm."
Caitlyn nods. That's exactly what she wants. Vi's hands scrape down the sides of her body until she reaches her hips. She strokes the insides of her thighs and Caitlyn gasps in anticipation. "Vi, please."
"You're dripping baby, you're so beautiful." Vi kisses only inches from her clit. "And you smell so fucking good." Finally, a few fingers circle near her entrance, spreading her wetness. She can barely feel it, she whimpers nonetheless.
"Don't worry, I got you."
Caitlyn feels one finger enter her and instant relief flushes her. "More!"
Vi obliges. It's so sudden and with the pressure to her clit, Caitlyn doesn't need any longer.
While Caitlyn catches her breath, Vi leaves the room. She'll probably get the strap-on. Caitlyn sits up. They haven't done that yet. Her head spins. Shit.
When Vi comes back, Caitlyn oagles the strap. It's huge. Of course. But the way it's cutting into her sides and how the V muscles dissapear under the material looks fucking incredible. Caitlyn gasps. And how Vi just stands there so sure of it.
"Okay now my turn." Vi smirks. "Lay on your belly, please." Caitlyn does as she's told, but keeps her legs close together, trying to be the brat she desires to be. Vi's fingertips brush so lightly over Caitlyn's skin, her back and her legs, that goosebumps immediately rise.
"Put your ass up." Vi assists in pushing her knees apart. She continues to brush her nails over her skin. Caitlyn's legs start to tremble. "You're so fucking beautiful from behind, Cait... And especially when you try to hold back."
"I'm not trying to hold back. You're not giving me enough, babe." Caitlyn can hear a small gasp form Vi.
"Are you sure you can handle that?"
"I know I can handle more than you can give me."
Vi slowly moves her body on top of Caitlyn's. Her long fingers grip at her skin and leave marks all over her back. The other hand rakes up to Caitlyn's head and weaves into her hair. She pulls a little and a gutteral cry leaves Caitlyn's body.
"I know what you like, gorgeous. You're not fooling me." Vi's voice is like gravel. So low Caitlyn can feel the vibration on her skin.
"Don't leave me waiting then. I'm not convinced you know how to handle that cock."
Vi chuckles. "Wait and see." She lines the tip up to her pussy and it instantly clenches. One touch inside and Caitlyn won't be able to pretend anymore. It would be infuriating if she were able to do anything other than wait for the next touch.
Vi slowly pushes inside. She waits halfway and someplace else for Caitlyn to settle. And then she pounds into her. No warning, no dirty talk, nothing else. Just sweat, tears and ungodly noise. And it feels fucking amazing.
***
Caitlyn lays blissed out next to Vi. "Let's never do this kind of game again."
Vi chuckles. "Yeah, let's not." She pauses. "You know, when I'm completely honest, I wanted you to fight for me. Like show me that you're one hundred percent sure about me. I feel like I knew you were the right one for me for so long that I have to give you more time to know it but at the same time I don't want you to need that."
"Oh darling, I'm so completely sure about you."