The sound of smacking kisses and suppressed sighs echoed through Kiramman's chic, well-appointed room. Caitlyn ran a hand over Vi's muscular body, feeling her arms tighten around her waist as her kiss deepened. The newest Sheriff's Sundays were always like this.

It was the only day of the week when Caitlyn didn't have to go to the Enforces station, and obviously Violet knew that. It started as a silly game; sneak through the window to the Piltovense's room the night before to surprise her with a night of kisses and hugs while they talked about everything. Now, however, it was almost a routine, and they both couldn't be happier.

This was probably the sixth Sunday they'd seen each other like this - not that they were really counting - and yet it had never been more than kisses and light silly hands here and there. They made their relationship official just over a month ago and it wasn't as if they needed bolder touches to prove the genuine intimacy they'd built over time.

But they did wanted to, a lot, actually. Especially Caitlyn, who sometimes held back from taking a bigger step, as Violet didn't seem to show the same will as the dark-haired one. Her touches were always more restrained, simple, and many times Kiramman wondered if she was going too fast.

But, Caitlyn thought, if the Zaunite insisted on going into her room and dragging her to her bed, maybe Violet was just waiting for the Kiramman to take the real step? And it was with that thought in mind that Caitlyn slowly lowered one of her hands, removing it from her broad back and passing through her defined abdomen, heading towards her target. She gasped, anxious as she felt Vi lightly pinch her bottom lip between her teeth.

Then Violet stopped, tense. And before Caitlyn could say anything, she felt her body jerk hard away from the girl, almost falling off the bed, clutching the sheet in reflex.

The silence that followed was agonizing. Vi, now sitting on the bed, had her bandaged hands clenched into fists as she stared at Caitlyn, wide-eyed and panting. Kiramman was still lying down, stunned, worried and scared.

“Vi, what…”

Her girlfriend's hesitant voice made the pink-haired one seem to snap back to reality.

“Caitlyn, my God, I'm sorry,” Violet cursed herself as she pulled Caitlyn closer to her again. Caitlyn didn't back down, she was too shocked to react “I- I don't know what happend to me… It's just that never… You… I'm really sorry. Did I hurt you?”

"No… It's okay…" she said simply.

Vi took a deep breath, hugging Caitlyn around the waist, both of them lying side by side again. Kiramman didn't know what to say, she did something wrong? Did her made Violet uncomfortable?

"Do you... feel uncomfortable when I touch you?" The question escaped her lips. She didn't know she'd kept this question to herself for so long until she heard it out loud.

Vi blinked a few times, trying to process the question. A sudden despair hit her, Caitlyn thought that she…

“No, Cupcake, of course not!” she replied almost in exasperation, moving her hand to reach her face and flash her a shy but gentle smile. "I like it when you touch me. I like having you close to me. This was just… new? I kinda freaked out, I don't know” she blushed, looking away “I'm just not used to it...”

Caitlyn felt a stab of sadness as she processed the information. Of course Vi wasn't used to it, how could she be so stupid? She'd spent years trapped inside a cell with almost no decent human contact. Every time someone touched her, it was probably with the intention of hurting her, or else…

“You want us to… “have a chat” with her?”

The guard's voice in StillWater echoed in her mind like a snap, making her hold her breath. She didn't even want to think about what a sixteen-year-old girl would go through in that hell, no. Caitlyn held back the tears that threatened to fall from her eyes as she wished with all her might that she could turn back time.

“Cait…? “ Vi called, frowning at her girlfriend's static expression.

"So..." Caitlyn stared at her, trying to get away from her own thoughts. She wouldn't talk about it with Violet, at least for now, she didn't want to make her go back to those bad memories “Does that mean you never…?”

The answer was obvious, but Kiramman couldn't help but be genuinely curious. She remembered all too well how Violet had acted toward her in that damned brothel.

“Oh, I'm sorry if I spent a good part of my life in prison and not sneaking pretty girls into my room," she scoffed.

“How do you..." Caitlyn blushed. "How do you know...?"

“What…” Vi's eyes widened slightly with realization. “I didn't knew, I meant it as a joke… But wait, did you really did that?”

The Kiramman shrugged, embarrassed that she denounced herself so easily. The pink-haired one kept staring at her, in a mix of curiosity and surprise. It had never crossed her mind that the Enforcer would be the flirty type, but now, if she stopped to think about it, Caitlyn was quite comfortable with the girl at the brothel the day they met.

“It's not like I've never hooked up with anyone,” she explained, shyly. “I've had a few girlfriends… or something like that”

“Fair enough,” Vi said simply.

Deep down, Violet felt a little bit jealous —even though she knew she didn't have that right, they didn't even knew each other — mainly because she felt insufficient for the other girl. She had absolutely no experience in all aspects of a romantic relationship, Caitlyn was her "first time" in many ways.

"So, do you want to… keep going?" Vi asked after a while, trying to sound the most confident as possible.

“Vi, we don't have to do this now if you don't feel like it.” Caitlyn flashed her a gentle smile “We can just-“

“I want” she cut her off “I want to feel you, Cupcake, in every way possible.”

Caitlyn sighed, pressing her lips together as she felt an uneasy between her legs.

“Are you sure?” she muttered before Violet stole a soft kiss.

“Absolutely.” Her hands slowly roamed the sheriff's back in a luscious caress. “I just don't know exactly what to do…” she completed with a nervous laugh.

“I’ll show you then…” the Kiramman whispered.

She sat up in bed, pulling Vi gently to do the same. The dark-haired one took off her own clothes without ceremony - it was quick, since she was wearing only her usual blue nightgown over her underwear - and then looked at her girlfriend, unable to contain the blush in her cheeks followed by a cute laugh when she noticed the gray eyes oscillating rapidly between her face and her breasts now uncovered.

Violet was flushed, extremely flushed. Her mind was clouded and she didn't even notice her breathing ragged as she stared at Caitlyn's body shamelessly. She just came back to reality when she heard the Kiramman's voice and noticed the blue eyes hovering over her. They looked darker as well as brighter.

“Can I?” Caitlyn asked, referring to Vi’s clothes, as one of her hands curled over the fabric of her jacket collar.

Violet nodded, but Caitlyn didn't move.

“Speak.” Her voice was sweet but authoritative. Vi shuddered at the sound of it. “Speak aloud. Can I?”

“Y-Yes…”

Kiramman smiled lightly at the confirmation, starting to get rid of the clothes that were uncomfortable for both, having the pink-haired one's help during the process.

Having her girlfriend's consent was her priority. Violet was her priority. Making her feel good and loved and protected and all the good things Caitlyn could offer to a person.

"Lie down," she asked gently when Violet was finally free of any tissue, receiving a nod in response.

Having laid her down comfortably on the soft pillows, Caitlyn approached her, positioning herself on top of her girlfriend. Vi sighed as she felt the wetness of the other one rubbing against her lower belly, only then realizing that she herself was no different. She was stupidly wet just at the sight of Caitlyn on top of her.

“You're so fucking hot, Cupcake,” she admitted on a sigh and Caitlyn couldn't help but smile silly, feeling her face blush even more.

“You too…” she began, bringing her hands up to the tattooed face of the girl below her, “…you're so fucking hot, Violet.”

Her palms, callused from daily use of weapons at work, caressed Vi's cheeks, before moving slowly down to her neck and chest, then making their way up her muscular arms as well until she could grab her bandaged hands with her own hands.

“You won't need that now,” she referred to the bandages. “I want to feel your touches on me too. With nothing between us”

Violet just watched as she stripped her hands of those bandages that were almost a part of her, unrolling them lovingly and then kissing her uncovered knuckles. Caitlyn didn't mind the scars or the various bruises, some newly acquired, that marred her. She loved every single part of that girl and would make a point of showing her that.

The Kiramman slowly guided the Zaunite's hands to her exposed breasts, nibbling lightly on her lower lip at the feel of the other girl's warm hands on her. Violet didn't react for a few seconds, keeping her gaze on where her hands rested, still processing the new contact; they were big, bigger than hers, soft and—she flushed even more at the thought—beautiful. God, Caitlyn was just too beautiful for her own sake.

Vi pressed her fingers against the smooth skin. A shy squeeze, but enough for a faint sigh escape through the Sheriff's lips and make something pulse between her own legs. She continued with the touches and soft squeezes, even when Caitlyn withdrew her hands over hers to rest on her girlfriend's thighs.

The gray eyes, previously focused on the exposed bust, rise to meet the blue eyes. Caitlyn was staring at her with eyes brimming with so much desire and love that it was humanly impossible not to want to kiss her right now. Vi slid her hands down Caitlyn’s bare back, not taking long to pull her down towards her. Kiramman didn't refuse, adjusting better so she could lie on her girlfriend's body and bring their lips together again.

Sweet. Violet had always thought Caitlyn's kisses sweet, and it was no different now, but she had something else. Her lips touched more eagerly than usual, their tongues played harmoniously while light sighs were contained by both of them.

Again, the Sheriff dropped a hand towards her target, leaning to the side so she could reach that hot and wet spot that was craving for attention.

Caitlyn gasped and Violet bit back a groan as her callused fingers finally touched the sensitive intimacy. She was wet, very wet, Kiramman was surprised. Using her middle and ring fingers, she explored every nook and cranny of Violet's pussy, lightly pressing her swollen clit and then sliding to her soaked lips.

Caitlyn licked her own lips when the kiss ended. The urge to taste Vi in her mouth increased with every wet noise her fingers made as they moved, but something stopped her from continuing; Violet seemed to held back, pressing her lips together as she stared at some point on the ceiling, panting, holding back any groans or bigger reactions, no matter what Caitlyn did to her.

She knew it was hard for Zaunite to be transparent with what she felt, regardless of the situation. Being vulnerable—being exposed—was hard for her and Caitlyn understood it, but still, she needed to hear her.

"Vi, remember what we talked about that day?" Her voice came out in a quiet whisper against Vi’s ear “Don't hide what you feel.” Caitlyn soft lips touched the tattooed skin of Vi’s neck in a sweet kiss. Vi closed her eyes, taking a deep breath at the touch. “It's okay to be vulnerable…” another kiss “… You're safe with me.”

She brushed her nose under the tattooed neck once more, before starting a trail of wet kisses down her shoulders and lingering over her breasts. Caitlyn could hear the Zaunita's fast heartbeat.

“I need to know what it feels like… how do you feel when I touch you.” The fingers that still lingered on Violet's wet pussy moved slightly, making her gasp. “So I can give you more of what makes you feel good”

Vi nodded shyly and Caitlyn stole a quick kiss before bringing her lips to her girlfriend's ear again.

“Good girl,” she whispered.

Holy shit.

Violet moaned when she felt Caitlyn slide two fingers along her entrance, making slight back and forth moves as she brushed against her inner walls. Caitlyn was delighting with the moans and gasps next to her ear, shivering as the Zaunita's short nails scratched her shoulders in light spasms thanks to the stimulation inside her.

Caitlyn then began kissing her collarbone, moving down to the valley of her breasts calmly, not withdrawing from inside her and using her thumb to focus on her swollen, sensitive clit, being happy to hear her moan louder in response to her new stimulus. Violet pressed her nails into her partner's shoulders again in an automatic reaction to the pleasure she felt when her tongue traveled down her breasts and reached the most sensitive area of them.

The sheriff continued, touching with her lips and tongue throughout the region, giving attention to each of the stiff mounds that went up and down frantically thanks to the girl's rapid breathing. Satisfied there, Caitlyn continued to trail kisses over the body marked by past fights and traumas, making a point of touching her lips in each one of the scars etched there. She stopped near of the mound of Venus when she noticed that Violet had propped herself up nervously on her elbows to face her, a mix of curiosity and apprehension reflecting in her gray eyes. Caitlyn carefully withdrew from inside her, spreading her toned legs so she could fit better between them.

She placed a gentle kiss on the inside of one of the other's thighs, watching her shudder.

“Cait…” she gasped.

“Just… relax, okay?” She said with a gentle smile, reaching for Vi's left hand and lacing her fingers with hers affectionately.