They barely made it to the hotel room without their lips colliding in a mess of lips and tongues and teeth. They kissed hungrily, consumed by each other as if this was the last moment on planet Earth before it was destroyed. It was usually like this after one of Caitlyn’s concerts. There was not enough time to get their clothes off and let the fire consume them from the inside.
Vi had whispered in her ear, earlier on their way home, “I want to eat you out so bad.”
Caitlyn’s brain had short-circuited with the promise of more, especially because Vi had spent the day teasing her with lingering touches and heated looks. She knew that the people around them looked and lately, the techies looked at Vi too much. A possessive streak she didn’t know she had lit up whenever someone stared at Vi’s muscles or when one of the fans asked to take a picture with her —which she politely declined every time.
Now though, Vi was only hers to look at, to have, and to unravel.
Caitlyn’s hands found the hem of Vi’s t-shirt and pushed it up; Vi took the hint and pulled it over her head in a fluid moment, then went back to kiss her. Caitlyn used that moment of weakness to press Vi against the wall, pining one of her arms at the wrist.
“What do you want, Vi?”
It was a hungry demand, Caitlyn would give her anything she wanted.
“Sit on my face, Cupcake,” she said with a grin.
Caitlyn raised her eyebrow. “Don’t call me ‘Cupcake’.”
“Or what?”
Caitlyn paused to look at Vi, then she smiled. “I could go sit somewhere else.”
Vi’s face fell. “No, please. I’ll behave.”
“That’s what I wanted to hear.”
Caitlyn kissed her again, taking advantage of her height to keep Vi pinned, her back arching to her, needy. It would be funny if it wasn’t so hot, how much Vi wanted her and how much she wanted Vi.
Vi kissed her chin, her neck, her earlobe, drawing a gasp out of Caitlyn that encouraged Vi to bite. Caitlyn moaned and felt Vi huff a short laugh. “Bed?” she asked.
“Bed,” agreed Caitlyn, way too fast for her own liking.
They stumble into the bed like teenagers, both equally hungry to get at the other one, clothes removed in haste to taste each other’s skin.
Vi ran her hand through Caitlyn’s hair, getting it out of the way as they kissed, Caitlyn’s hands roaming through Vi’s body with a touch that bordered on reverent, going up and down her sides, Vi’s mouth burning a path to her neck.
Without any warning, Caitlyn pulled away, then looked at Vi directly in the eye, “I’m going to make you come so hard, you’ll see stars.”
Vi looked like she was about to protest, but Caitlyn shut her protests down with another kiss. Then she kissed down her neck, down her collarbone, all the way to her nipple. Vi groaned when Caitlyn took the bud into her mouth, biting down gently. She rolled the other nipple in her fingers until Vi’s groans turned into a high pitched moan.
She continued kissing her nipple until Vi pulled her hair to get her to look up. Caitlyn bit back a moan at the feeling.
“God, Cait— let me—”
“Shhh, let me do this for you. I want to.” They stared at each other, the words left unsaid crackling between them. Vi nodded then, and Caitlyn went back to kissing down her body, from her breasts, down the planes of her stomach, until she reached her hips. Then Caitlyn moved further down and kissed the inside of her knees, her thighs, until she was right where she wanted to be.
Caitlyn took a deep breath and hummed. Vi seemed to tense when Caitlyn licked a strip up her cunt, then she relaxed into the touch. For Caitlyn, this was the hottest part: getting to have Vi without her guards up, completely letting go.
She licked her softly, teasingly, slowly rubbing circles around her clit, until Vi was a mess of gasps, moans and half-muttered curses. Then, Caitlyn licked one of her own fingers and ran it down to her opening, waiting for Vi’s please before going in. It didn’t take long.
“Cait, Cait, please, I’m—”
“You're what, Vi? Say it”
“So close,” she managed.
Caitlyn went in then, fingering with one digit until Vi’s back arched, looking for more friction from the palm of her hand. Instead, Caitlyn slid a second finger in and went back to licking and sucking Vi’s clit with renewed hunger.
It wasn’t long until Vi was panting, her hands grabbing fistfuls of the sheets under her. Caitlyn felt something like pride swell inside her at how easy she could get her girlfriend to unravel, but also a surge of possessiveness. She didn’t want anyone else to have this side of Vi ever again.
Her thoughts came back to the room when Vi grabbed her hair, keeping Caitlyn still so she could grind her hips up. Caitlyn let her mouth fall open and kept her fingers moving in time with Vi’s quick and short breaths.
“I’m—” She didn’t get to finish the sentence before she was arching her back, still grinding her hips against Caitlyn’s mouth, her legs shaking.
Caitlyn looked up to see Vi looking at her, eyes glassy, but still managing a cocky smile. “Sit on my face?”
She got her fingers out of Vi and licked them, maintaining eye contact and moaning around them.
“Cup— Cait, please let me get you off.”
Caitlyn sat up and crawled to straddle Vi around her waist. “You look like you need a break.”
“You’re gonna do all the work and fuck my face, babe.”
She let the pet name slide in favor of saying, “if you’re sure.”
“I’m sure,” she replied immediately. “Now, smother me.”
Caitlyn laughed for what felt like a long time, enough that her stomach hurt. Vi was smiling up at her. “I love it when you laugh like that.”
“Shut up,” said Caitlyn, rearranging herself to be on top of Vi’s face. She heard the beginning of a make me, but Vi shut up when Caitlyn lowered her cunt on her face. She felt the vibrations of Vi moaning around her clit and she threw her head back in pleasure.
All the time spent getting Vi off left her wet and wanting and now all she wanted was to grind down on Vi’s face, but she was afraid of breaking her face with her weight. She was content enjoying Vi’s tongue and lips kissing her and slowly building the pleasure at the base of her stomach.
The pressure built and built until her legs were tensing up, but she was being cautious still and didn’t grind down, until Vi tapped her leg underneath.
“What’s wrong, babe?” she asked.
“Nothing.”
“Then why don’t you just fuck my face and come all over me?” Vi asked bluntly.
“I could break your nose! Your neck!”
“It would be an honor to die here,” she said with a serious tone. Caitlyn looked down at her and saw her smiling. “Come on, Cait. I felt you wanted to do it.”
Almost as a whisper, she said, “I wanted to.”
“Then do it. Come on my face, babe.”
Caitlyn lowered herself down once again, this time without hovering and felt Vi’s tongue inside of her immediately work her up. She ground down her hips once and Vi followed the movement with her tongue until she flicked her clit. Cailyn moaned and threw a hand up against the wall to keep herself from falling.
At this rate, it would be quick and dirty, and over in a few minutes.
Caitlyn kept going, grinding down against Vi’s mouth who made enthusiastic noises under her. How she could still breathe was beyond her, but they eventually fell into a rhythm and Caitlyn got closer and closer, pleasure building from the base of her stomach until Vi hit her clit just the right way and she was coming, rubbing her cunt all over Vi’s face, her release long and wet and intense.
Caitlyn felt gone for a few seconds —it couldn’t have been long—, then Vi tapped her leg and Caitlyn immediately sat up, then pulled away to sit next to her instead.
“Was that good?” Vi asked.
Caitlyn, who was sliding down the bed to lay next to her, said, “yeah, it was good.”
“Good, ‘cause I so want you to do it again, Cupcake.”
“You’re ridiculous,” Caitlyn said, but she snuggled to Vi’s side. “We should shower.”
Vi shrugged. “I like you all sweaty.”
Caitlyn laughed at that. She knew exactly what Vi thought of Caitlyn all sweaty after a show. When she turned to look at Vi again, she had that same smile from earlier on her face.
“I really do love when you laugh like that. I love you all the time, Cupcake,” she said.
Caitlyn, still getting used to that, dropped a quick kiss on Vi’s lips before saying, “I love you all the time too.”