Caitlyn pulls her fingers out, rubbing Vis chest. "Hey beautiful," she whispers, Vis trembling thighs struggling to hold Caitlyns waist. "Youre ok love." Vis eyes are hazy.
"I told you i had to pee... Im sorry i peed your bed…" Her voice comes out airy.
"That wasnt pee, Poundcake. That was an orgasm. How do you feel?" Caitlyns hand moves to Vis stomach, rubbing slow circles.
"I feel-" Vis unable to stop the fart. Her cheeks go dark, her face darting to the pillow. Caitlyn laughs, kissing Vis temple.
"Relaxed i would assume?" Her tone is cheerful, playful. Vi nods.
"Floaty. Not high, but also not sober." Caitlyn tilts her head.
"Youve done drugs?" Vi grunts.
"No. Im going off of what other people have described it as."
"Well then, i believe i did my job. And quite excellent at that." Caitlyn boasts. Vi pinches her hip. "Hey!"
"Someones gotta check your ego. Im guessing this is the first one of many?"
"As long as theres mutual consent, boundaries, and all safety measures taken." They share a kiss, Vi falling asleep, Caitlyn following after.
