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“Cait?”

“Hmm?”

“What’s pet play?”

Caitlyn’s fingers still where they’re gently scratching Vi’s scalp. Vi is currently lying on her back, staring up at Caitlyn with questions in her eyes. They’ve both been doing reading to prepare for their upcoming school year starting — just lazing on the couch together, each with their books (Caitlyn’s is on her eReader because Vi wanted to have her head gently scratched, and Caitlyn isn’t going to deny her wife anything).

“It’s a unique, often immersive form of BDSM play where the submissive takes on some behavioural traits of an animal, usually a dog or a cat, and the dominant acts as the caretaker or owner,” Caitlyn replies without missing a beat. She sets her device down on the arm of the chair and looks down at Vi. “Why’s that, my love?”

The apples of Vi’s cheeks go slightly pink. “Ella was saying something the other day,” she starts. “And it got me interested.”

“If this is something you’d like to explore, I am open,” Caitlyn replies. “Think on it, and let me know, okay?”

Vi nods. She picks her text book back up, and Caitlyn figures that’s the end of it. She picks her own device back up and starts reading, resuming her scratching of Vi’s scalp as well.

“Would I have to, like, wear a tail?” Vi asks.

Caitlyn shrugs one shoulder. “If you like,” she replies. “There are no set rules on what you have to wear. It could just be behaviours. Some people find the act of putting on certain clothes or items helps them get into the mindset of what is going to happen. They want to get the most out of the experience while also remaining aware of what they’re doing.”

“Okay.”

Vi falls silent again. Caitlyn resumes scratching her head.

“Do you have any ideas on what you’d like to try?” Vi asks.

“A few,” Caitlyn replies. “I did some research into it last year, but I wasn’t sure it was something we’d be interested in, so I never brought it up.”

“Even after Lilith called me your pet?” Vi asks.

Caitlyn sets her device back down and glances at Vi. “Lilith’s and my views don’t always align on what a dominant should do with her submissive. You and I have been pretty clear about what works for us, and that is all I care about. You’re my submissive, and my wife. I’d like to think I know your needs and wants pretty well by now.”

“Is that why you never brought it up? Because you weren’t sure it’s something I’d want?” Vi asks, her tone curious.

“Yes,” Caitlyn replies simply. “I’m happy to give it a try, though, if that’s what you want.”

“What about what you want?”

“I don’t need you to sit at my feet and pant like an obedient dog for me to be happy, Vi,” Caitlyn replies honestly. “I’m happy with everything we’ve tried and tested so far.”

“Okay,” Vi says with a nod. “Can we try out something then? To see if I like it?”

“Of course,” Caitlyn replies. “If that’s what you want, I’m willing to try it with you.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too, Vi,” Caitlyn says. She strokes over the side of Vi’s face, gently swiping her thumb over Vi’s bottom lip.

They fall silent again, and Caitlyn picks up her device to keep reading. She gets to the end of the chapter and sets it back down, her mind not focused on her bookwork anymore.

“I’m going to get started on dinner,” Caitlyn says. She carefully stands up, putting a cushion under Vi’s head in place of her thighs.

The kitchen is well stocked — Chef Anderson, the Kiramman chef, had been in earlier in the week to meal prep for them. There’s lots of frozen meals in their deep freezer, but Caitlyn had also been branching out in her cooking for them. She doesn’t want to be the kind of spouse who can’t cook for her wife.

Caitlyn has only just got out the vegetables to chop for the stir fry she’s settled on making when Vi comes into the room. She wraps her arms around Caitlyn from behind and presses her lips to Caitlyn’s shoulder.

“Cait?”

“Hmm?”

“How long would it take you to get something ready for us?” Vi asks.

“Dinner shouldn’t take more than half an hour for me to prepare, and about —”

“Not that,” Vi interrupts. Her hands move from Caitlyn’s waist to rest on top of Caitlyn’s own, lacing their fingers together. “For us to do a pet play scene. Tonight.”

Caitlyn glances up at the clock on the wall. “Not tonight, darling,” she says. “But we can talk about it tonight. We can talk about our rules and expectations. I want to make sure we both know what we’re getting into, okay?”

“Okay,” Vi replies. She kisses the back of Caitlyn’s neck and steps back.

Caitlyn turns to face her. “Are you sure that you want to do this?” she asks, needing the confirmation.

Vi nods. “Yes,” she replies. “I want to explore this with you. Even if we don’t end up liking it, at least we can say we tried it.”

Caitlyn gives her a soft smile. “That we can,” she agrees. “Wash up and help me chop the vegetables? We’re having stir fry.”

“You got it.”

They work in silence, side by side. Caitlyn likes how they work together like this. It’s been a slow process getting Caitlyn to learn how to cook, but Vi has been so patient with her. Caitlyn adores her unwavering support, too. Even if something tastes gross, Vi is so polite about it. She truly married the best woman ever.

While they eat, Caitlyn has her tablet on the table, pulling up the bookmarks she had saved about pet play. She reads the articles to Vi, and Vi nods along.

“Once we have our boundaries set, and exactly what we want to do, we can start whenever you’re ready. Tomorrow, though, not tonight. I need to go to the shops and get some things.”

Vi nods. “Okay,” she replies. “Thank you for this.”

Caitlyn smiles at her. She reaches across the table and takes Vi’s hand in her own. “Of course, my love.”

Vi picks up her hand and kisses the back of it. Caitlyn feels her cheeks heat at the simple, affectionate gesture.

They continue talking about it through the evening. Caitlyn keeps her tablet handy, with the notes app pulled up so she can jot down everything they discuss. She wants to make sure they’re on the exact same page through every step of this process. She wants Vi to be as informed as possible about what will happen, and it eases her own mind as well.

Caitlyn is very structured with their scene play. Sure, spontaneity is good, too, she knows this, and loves it just as much as Vi, but a scene like this requires preparation.

She gives Vi some information to read through, and they lie in bed, chatting about each thing that they read and figuring out exactly how to incorporate it into their own roleplay.

The next day, after a lazy morning with slow, sleepy kisses, and a late breakfast, Caitlyn finally gets dressed. She tells Vi they’re heading to the sex shop so they can pick up supplies.

Often, their playtime happens in the evening, because that’s when they’re both free, but since they still have over a week left before university starts up again, they have been able to do things during the day. And this task is one Caitlyn wants to do during the day so they can spend time afterwards just being with each other.

Thankfully, Caitlyn’s favourite sex shop is well stocked with everything they want. She leads Vi through the store to where she saw the pet play items last.

“If there’s anything you don’t want, let me know,” Caitlyn says, choosing a new collar for Vi. It’s pink, and has the cutest matching dog bowl sitting next to it. She picks that up, too.

“Will I have to eat out of that on the floor?” Vi asks.

Caitlyn shakes her head. “No,” she replies. “You can sit at the table and eat out of it. But if you want a fully immersive experience at a later date, we can visit that aspect.”

Vi nods. “Okay. Get that one, it’s cute,” she says, gesturing to the bowl.

“I’m just going to get a basket,” Caitlyn says. “Choose whichever tail speaks to you.”

She leaves Vi standing there, in front of the wall of butt plug tails. She heads back towards the entrance and picks up a black basket to put their things in.

“Hi! Can I help you with anything?” A young white woman with dark hair and even darker lipstick asks Caitlyn.

Caitlyn’s gaze flicks to her nametag. “No thank you, Becky,” she says with a smile.

“I see you’ve got some pet play items,” Becky says before Caitlyn can step away from her. “If it’s your first time, I highly recommend also getting some knee pads. You don’t want your pet’s knees getting hurt. Here, let me show you our selection.”

Becky starts walking away before Caitlyn can really register what’s going on, so she just follows.

“Excuse me, can I just get in here?” Becky’s soft voice says to Vi, and Vi just steps aside.

“Now,” Becky says, turning her attention back to Caitlyn. “There’s a lot of different things you can use during pet play. The classics are the bowls, collars, leash, tail plug, and, of course, treats.

“However, if you want a solid experience, I definitely recommend this brand of knee pads,” she continues, passing over a box with knee pads in them. “They’re super comfortable. I wore mine for a few hours and it was really good.”

Caitlyn accepts the box and adds them to her basket. She shifts it to her right arm and gives Vi a soft smile over her shoulder as she wordlessly puts the tail and ears into the basket that she had just been looking at.

“If you’re not a novice to pet play,” Becky continues, “then I definitely recommend this restraint.” She passes Caitlyn a bone shaped gag with a leather strap. Caitlyn notices that it’s the same pink that matches the bowl and collar she picked up.

“I’m not sure if we’re there yet,” Caitlyn admits. “We’re definitely novices at the pet play aspect.”

Becky turns to face Caitlyn, throwing a beaming smile in her direction. “If you want any tips or advice, let me know. I love pet play.”

Caitlyn just nods at her.

“Oh! You’ll want footwear,” Becky exclaims. She moves to her left, still chatting to Caitlyn about the advantages of paw gloves and boots. Somehow, Caitlyn manages to add them to her basket, too.

“Thank you,” Caitlyn says, double checking the size of the boots to make sure they’re Vi’s size.

“Any time,” Becky says. “Now, what about toys?”

“We’ve got plenty of those at home, thanks,” Caitlyn replies.

“No, silly,” Becky says, placing her hand on Caitlyn’s arm. Caitlyn automatically stiffens at the unfamiliar touch. She purposefully steps back and switches the basket to that arm.

“Pet toys! I can recommend you my favourites if you like?” Becky offers, moving to her left again and Caitlyn bites back a sigh, and follows her. She glances around, trying to see where Vi has disappeared to.

“These are super fun,” Becky says. She steps a little closer, and Caitlyn watches her warily. “If you want any personal recommendations, I can give you my number?”

“Here, Cait, we’re running low on lube,” Vi says, appearing out of nowhere. Caitlyn feels herself relax at the sight of her wife. Vi drops the lubricant bottle into the basket and slides her arm around Caitlyn’s waist. Her fingers flex on Caitlyn’s hip, and she feels herself leaning into Vi’s side.

Caitlyn glances back over at Becky, who holds out a ball to her. Caitlyn can’t pick it, but something about her demeanour just changed.

“Thank you for your help, Becky,” Caitlyn says, accepting the ball from her. “We might keep browsing, though.”

Becky just nods once and then disappears, probably to tend to other customers.

“Is there anything else we should get?” Caitlyn asks.

“I don’t know, what does Becky suggest?”

Caitlyn raises her eyebrows at Vi. “What’s that tone for?” she asks, confused.

An amused smile quirks on Vi’s lips. “Cait, she was flirting with you.”

“I… What?” Caitlyn splutters. “No, she was not.”

Vi just grins and leans forwards, pressing their lips together. “Cait, I love your oblivious, autistic self, but she was one hundred percent flirting with you. She wants to be your new pet.”

“Well,” Caitlyn says, dropping her voice so that only Vi can hear her. “That’s never going to happen. My wife is happily fulfilling that slot.”

“For eternity,” Vi replies. She kisses Caitlyn again and Caitlyn sighs into it. She steps back a moment later, trying not to let herself get too distracted. They still have to finish up their shopping.

“I think we have everything,” Caitlyn says, glancing back down at the very full basket.

“Yeah, I think so,” Vi agrees. She takes the basket from Caitlyn and heads for the checkout counter, where they have to wait behind another customer.

Becky serves them, ringing their items up without really looking at either of them. She says the total and Caitlyn passes over a credit card.

“Thank you,” she says as Becky processes the transaction. “I really appreciated your knowledge.”

“Any time,” Becky says, giving them a small smile. “Have a nice day. And have fun playing.”

“We will,” Vi replies, taking the bag with all of their goodies.

They leave the store, hand in hand, heading to their car. Caitlyn climbs into the driver’s seat, and is about to start the car when Vi clears her throat.

“Is sex off the table with pet play?” Vi asks. “I know we’ve been over this, but I mean today specifically. Is sex off the table today?”

Caitlyn shakes her head. “Not at all,” she replies. “I guess it depends on how the playtime actually goes. If it feels natural to lead into sex, then I’m okay with that if you are.”

Vi nods.

“Will you be okay having sex, or being touched while you’re in pet play mode?” Caitlyn asks, keeping her attention on Vi.

“I think so?” Vi says, sounding a little unsure. “Like you said, we’ll see how it goes. I don’t want to just get into costume and start humping your leg or something.”

A smirk crosses Caitlyn’s lips. “Well, if that’s what your puppy instincts tell you…”

“Mrs Kiramman, you kinky thing,” Vi teases.

Caitlyn grins back at her. “The same can be said of you, Mrs Kiramman.” She places her hand on Vi’s thigh and Vi’s hand automatically covers hers. “I am one hundred percent okay if sexual things happen while we’re in play mode. You have your signals to let me know what your needs are, and if sex happens to be one of them, then that is perfectly okay with me.”

“I love you so much, Cait,” Vi says. She leans forwards and takes Caitlyn’s face in both of her hands. The kiss is far more passionate than Caitlyn is anticipating, especially considering they’re in the car, but she doesn’t mind it.

When they part, she feels a little dizzy from it. She licks her lips and slowly opens her eyes.

“I love you, too,” she replies. “Now, let’s go home, we’ve got some playtime to have.”

On their way home, they chat about how they’re going to start the scene — Caitlyn wants to make sure that she hasn’t missed a single detail. She’s honestly a little excited for it. After Lilith’s initial comments about calling Vi an obedient little puppy, and Caitlyn’s pet, Caitlyn didn’t expect Vi to actually want to do anything pet play related. She’s pleasantly surprised, though. She’ll do anything for Vi, and that includes exploring this with her.

The worst that can happen is that she doesn’t enjoy it and they never do it again. Caitlyn hopes that the scene will go well. She wants it to go well for Vi, so she has positive memories about this specific kink. That’s all she ever wants, really — for Vi to have positive experiences with all of the things they do, even if they don’t like them.

They plan to have lunch first — something that Caitlyn had insisted on to start with. She didn’t want Vi to start anything that could potentially take a lot out of her on an empty stomach.

When they get back home, Caitlyn makes quick work of cleaning the dog bowl and drying it, ready for Vi’s lunch. She cleans the plug part of the tail, too, and sets everything aside for later.

“While I cook lunch,” Caitlyn says, turning to face Vi. “I want you to go get nice and clean, okay? I want you to be the cleanest puppy in the entire neighbourhood.”

Vi nods. “Yes, Your Honour,” she replies.

“And Vi?”

Vi stops. Caitlyn cups her face in her hands and kisses her deeply.

“Please use your safe word at any time, okay? That is really important, Vi,” Caitlyn says seriously. “I don’t care if pets don’t speak words, if you need to, I give you permission to vocalise your safe word.”

“Yes, Your Honour,” Vi replies.

“Because once your collar goes on, you’re not allowed to speak until I tell you that you can.”

Vi nods. “I know,” she replies. “I trust you.”

“I trust you, too,” Caitlyn returns. She kisses Vi soundly on the lips. “Now, go get cleaned up. I’ll put your collar on you when you return.”

Vi leaves the room and Caitlyn figures she has enough time to have a shower herself before getting their lunch started.

After her shower, Caitlyn wanders into her room to choose her underwear. She has a plan in mind for how today is going to go, and she’s going to play her part to the best of her ability.

The outfit she chooses involves her wearing a long-sleeved black turtleneck shirt that she knows Vi loves, and a pair of high-waisted red tartan trousers. She wants to look the part of a casual chic dog owner. She ties her hair up in a ponytail, and nods at her reflection in the mirror.

When Caitlyn returns to the kitchen a few minutes later, Vi is still absent. She takes a moment to tie an apron around her body and get started on their lunch. She wants something simple that Vi can eat out of a bowl, and figures that another stir fry is the way to go. She doesn’t normally repeat meals so quickly, but this one is the easiest she knows how to do.

By the time everything is cooking, Vi returns to the kitchen, completely naked, save the paw shaped boots they had just bought. They look a little ridiculous on Vi’s feet, but they’re meant to get her into the mindset a little more, which Caitlyn can only see as a positive.

“Well,” she says, slipping into character. “Who’s a clean puppy?”

Vi’s smile makes Caitlyn’s stomach swoop. She glances at the food on the stove and nods to herself.

“Come here, please,” she says. She takes the collar and opens it. Vi comes to a stop in front of her and Caitlyn secures it around her neck. She slides the headband onto Vi’s head, making sure that they’re sitting comfortably. Next, she picks up the tail and puts a dot of lubricant on the plug, rubbing it in.

“Bend over, puppy,” she says. Vi bends over one of the chairs, presenting Caitlyn her ass.

Caitlyn smooths her hand over one of Vi’s ass cheeks and spreads her open enough so she can insert the plug. Once it is nestled inside of Vi, Caitlyn gives it an experimental tug and Vi whines.

“Good girl,” Caitlyn coos. She makes quick work of washing her hands. “Violet, come.” She says, and Vi is immediately at her side. Caitlyn opens the box of chocolate chips she’s decided to use as treats for the day. “Open.” Vi opens her mouth and Caitlyn deposits a chocolate chip onto her tongue. “Good girls deserve treats.”

It is somewhat amusing to see Vi’s butt wiggle, the tail swishing behind her.

“Sit,” Caitlyn instructs, pointing to the table. “Good girl.”

It takes a few moments for Caitlyn to finish setting the table and plating their food. She sets Vi’s bowl in front of her and kisses her on the top of the head.

“Wait,” she says. “No eating just yet.” She makes sure that Vi is watching her as she sits down opposite her. She then nods. “Now you can eat.”

Vi picks up her fork. She gives Caitlyn one last look before turning her attention to her lunch.

If they’re home during lunch, they usually sit on the couch to watch the television. It’s a little odd to Caitlyn that there isn’t any noise, other than the sounds of their utensils touching their plates and bowls, and of their eating.

She gets up and puts some music on, thankful for their Bluetooth speakers in the kitchen.

Caitlyn picks up her eReader to get some reading done while they eat. And even though she’s mostly ignoring Vi, she keeps glancing over at her to make sure she’s alright. Vi seems to be okay, and that’s what Caitlyn cares about. She’s happily eating her lunch, and while it’s a little odd to see her completely naked at the table, she doesn’t look uncomfortable in the slightest. It’s a relief that this is going well so far.

Once she’s finished eating her lunch, Caitlyn keeps reading for a little longer. She knows that Vi has also finished, but this is part of the scene. She finishes her chapter and sets the device on the table.

“You are such a good girl,” she coos, standing up, “eating all of your food. Someone deserves a treat!” She puts the bowl on the side of the sink to be washed after and then shakes out another chocolate chip for Vi, and one for herself. She crosses back over to where Vi’s still sitting at the table and stops in front of her.

“Open.” Vi’s mouth opens. Caitlyn carefully places one of the chips on her tongue. “Okay, you can eat it.”

She keeps her gaze focused on Vi as she eats her own chocolate chip.

“Have some water, please, puppy,” Caitlyn says. Vi picks up her glass and finishes off the water.

Caitlyn clears the rest of the table and then leans against the counter.

“Okay, puppy, come here,” she says, and Vi stands, closing the distance between them. “Let’s get your paws on.”

She opens the right one first and Vi slides her hand into it, then they repeat the actions for the left.

What Caitlyn doesn’t expect is for Vi to lean over and lick her cheek. She lets out a startled giggle and Vi just winks at her in return.

“Cheeky puppy,” Caitlyn says. “It looks like someone has some energy. Stay right here, I’ll be back in a moment.”

Caitlyn makes her way to the playroom where she has an array of leashes. She chooses a sturdy one and walks back to the kitchen, happy to see Vi exactly where she left her.

“What do you say about…” Caitlyn trails off, picking up the leash. “Going for walkies?”

It should be amusing the way Vi’s entire body reacts. Her butt starts wiggling, making the tail swing from side to side. Caitlyn clicks the leash onto Vi’s collar and tugs gently.

Since they have a large enough back garden, and no nearby neighbours to spy on them, they head outside. Caitlyn brings the ball with her, too, intent on making this as enjoyable as possible for Vi.

It’s fun in ways she didn’t expect. Vi’s hands are so clumsy with the paws on, but she gives it her all. Her entire demeanour has shifted — like she is a puppy, and Caitlyn knows that this is exactly what is meant to happen.

It’s a while later that Caitlyn sees Vi yawn. She reattaches the leash to Vi’s collar and leads her inside.

“Come on,” she says softly. “Time for some water.” They stop in the kitchen for water, and Caitlyn gives Vi another treat for being so well behaved.

“Do you want to lie down, puppy?” Caitlyn asks and Vi nods. “Come on, then.”

She leads them to the playroom and takes off Vi’s boots just before they step inside. She has a strict no footwear rule for this room. They step into the room and Vi immediately heads for the bed, the leash tugging in Caitlyn’s hand in her excitement.

“Slow down, puppy,” Caitlyn says. She reaches out and scratches Vi’s head. She takes Vi’s paws off and instructs her to use the bathroom if she needs to. “I’ll be right back.”

Caitlyn exits the room and locates her eReader on the kitchen table. She figures she can read to Vi for a little bit as a part of their relaxation time.

Vi is sprawled out on her stomach on the bed when Caitlyn returns. Caitlyn smiles and runs a hand down Vi’s back. She strokes over her tail, tugging ever so slightly. Vi’s head snaps in her direction, and she lets out a low whine.

“You’re looking sleepy, puppy,” she says, climbing up on the bed next to Vi. “I’m going to read to you for a bit, okay?”

Vi immediately plops her head on Caitlyn’s lap. Caitlyn runs her fingers through Vi’s hair, avoiding the headband she’s wearing, and gently scratches at her scalp. She knows how much Vi loves this action, even outside of pet play.

It doesn’t take long for Caitlyn to find a novel she had been reading between her study time. She picks up where she left off, not really thinking anything of it.

As she reads, she realises that this novel has some rather sexy scenes. She keeps a straight face as she reads, but she can feel Vi stirring. She lifts her head off Caitlyn’s lap and rolls onto her back, presenting her belly.

Wordlessly, Caitlyn reaches over and gently rubs her tummy as she keeps reading. The angle is a little awkward at first, especially as she wants to keep reading, but she gets a steady rhythm of stroking Vi’s tummy in gentle movements.

Vi shifts again, purposefully. Caitlyn keeps reading as she lowers her hand between Vi’s legs. She can feel how utterly soaked Vi is. She keeps reading the story, ignoring Vi’s whines and soft breaths.

“Good puppy,” Caitlyn says, setting her device aside. “You’re such a good girl.”

Vi whines again, spreading her legs a little wider.

Caitlyn’s fingers tease her, slowly rubbing over her clit, then down, dipping into her soaking wet entrance. “You’re so wet, puppy,” she says, her voice low. Vi whines and rolls her hips down, desperate in her movements.

“I’ve got you,” Caitlyn coos. “You’re being such a good girl for me.”

Her fingers move back to Vi’s clit, circling around it. She keeps up the slow, steady teasing, all the while, Vi’s breathing grows heavier.

Caitlyn works her to orgasm, feeling Vi’s body trembling underneath her touch. She keeps touching Vi through the aftershocks, smiling down at her when she slumps against the mattress, her legs still splayed wide open.

“Such a good puppy,” Caitlyn says. She brings her fingers to her lips and sucks them clean, Vi staring at her the entire time. She looks like she wants to kiss Caitlyn, but Caitlyn just shakes her head minutely.

Once she’s satisfied that this scene is over, Caitlyn takes great care in slowly removing each of the items Vi is wearing. She takes the ears off first, getting up to put them to the side. She knows to do this slowly, to ease Vi back to reality. The collar comes next, and Caitlyn watches as Vi’s gaze comes back into focus. She smiles softly at her wife, pressing a quick kiss to Vi’s lips before continuing on with the ritual.

Each item gets put to the side, and Caitlyn saves the tail for last. She gently tugs it from Vi’s ass, receiving a low whine for her efforts. She deposits that in the bathroom and then joins Vi on the bed.

“How are you feeling?” she asks, lying back down next to Vi.

“Good,” Vi replies. “Wow, it’s weird to talk.”

Caitlyn immediately sits up and passes her a bottle of water, and Vi sits up enough to have a few sips before passing it back to Caitlyn.

“Come on, let’s get under the covers,” Caitlyn says. She stands again, tugging the covers from underneath Vi so she can get under them. At Vi’s look, Caitlyn hastily takes off her clothes, keeping her underwear on as she joins her wife.

“Cait,” Vi breathes. “If I had known you were wearing that underneath your clothes, I might have humped your leg.”

Caitlyn grins and leans over, kissing her on the tip of her nose, and then her lips. “Next time,” she promises. “If this is something you want to do again?”

Vi nods. “I think so,” she says. “It was different to what I was expecting. I didn’t think I’d get so into it, you know?”

Caitlyn nods. “I know,” she replies. “It’s a very immersive activity. You did really well. I’m very proud of you.”

“Thank you,” Vi says. She leans over and kisses Caitlyn. Caitlyn slides her hand into Vi’s hair, glad she can touch her head properly now and not have to avoid the headband.

“You looked very cute, by the way,” Caitlyn says. “My perfect puppy.” Vi smiles at the attention and snuggles close. Caitlyn resumes her gentle scratching of Vi’s scalp until Vi falls asleep against her chest.

While today was different from any other scene they’ve done, Caitlyn is glad it went well. She’s always so proud of Vi for pushing not only her own boundaries, but Caitlyn’s as well. As they lie there, she feels a swell of affection for this woman in her arms. She truly got so lucky with Vi.

She kisses the top of Vi’s head, and Vi just burrows closer, clingy, even in her sleep.