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Since leaving Stillwater, Vi had been having nightmares about her years in prison. She always woke up with a jolt, her heart racing and her forehead sweating. Looking around, she found Caitlyn asleep beside her. Bringing a hand to her hair, pushing the strands back, Vi took a few minutes to compose herself.
The room was plunged into a deep darkness, with only the moonlight coming through the open window partially illuminating the room. Caitlyn's sea of blue hair on the pillow was visible, contrasting with the white of the bedding. Her countenance was peaceful as she slept. Vi lay back down, pulling Caitlyn closer to her.
The sheriff had definitely been the best thing that had happened in Vi's life since she left Stillwater. At times, it still seemed inconceivable that she was actually dating Caitlyn. They were so different in so many ways, but they worked extremely well together. Caitlyn was always her support, the first to offer her words of comfort and encouragement. Vi wondered inwardly if she was even worthy of the sheriff's love.
The pink-haired girl brought her right hand up to Caitlyn's cheek, stroking her soft skin. The contact seemed to wake up the sheriff, who shifted in Vi's arms, slowly opening her eyes. Her sleep-blurred vision took a few seconds to focus on the image in front of her.
“Can't sleep?” Caitlyn asked, her voice slightly hoarse.
Vi just shrugged. It happened often anyway.
“Nightmares?” the sheriff asked again.
“Yeah,” was all Vi replied.
Caitlyn ran her fingers through the pink strands of Vi's hair, as a way of comforting the girl. The sheriff knew about Vi's past and what she had been through, after all, it was Caitlyn herself who had taken Vi out of Stillwater. Unfortunately, there was nothing within Caitlyn's power that she could do to change her girlfriend's past, but she could provide a better future for Vi.
Vi took the hand that stroked her hair, placing a kiss on each of Caitlyn's knuckles. Her attitude drew a smile from the sheriff, her heart melting at the sight. Vi might look scary to those who didn't know her, but Caitlyn knew the pink-haired girl very well. She was the only one to know each of Vi's faces. Including the one so vulnerable in front of her now.
Looking up, Vi's eyes met Caitlyn's blue ones in an exchange that lasted long seconds. Both seeming to engrave every detail of each other in their memories. Both wanting moments of peace like that, so small but so significant, to occur more often in their lives.
Vi's hand slides from Caitlyn's cheek to the back of her neck, her fingers tangling in the dark strands of hair. The look they exchange is one of complicity, desire and passion. So badly contained that they seem to want to spill out of their bodies. There is a mutual agreement between them on the next step, which does not need to be expressed in words, as their eyes speak for themselves.
Before she could even be pulled by Vi, it was Caitlyn who took the initiative, stepping closer to Vi and snuggling up to her, as she pressed her lips together in a long-awaited kiss. Vi's tongue is soft as it enters Caitlyn's mouth, wanting to enjoy every second of the moment. The sheriff is excellent at following the pace dictated by the pink-haired girl, letting herself be guided, and Vi mentally thanks her. Overall, Caitlyn allowed her to be in control in bed, which was a relief to Vi after so long being controled in Stillwater.
When Vi's fingers tug at Caitlyn's hair the slightest bit, the sound that comes out of the sheriff's mouth is one of the best things Vi has ever heard. Even smothered by the kiss, the noise is audible, high-pitched and exudes pleasure. The kind of sound she could spend the rest of her days listening to without ever getting bored of. A sigh is the response she gets when she ends the kiss with a bite to Caitlyn's lower lip.
Vi's mouth now works the dark-haired girl's neck. Spreading kisses over the area, she soon holds the skin between her teeth, sucking in enough that the soft dermis gives way to her touch, turning red quickly. Caitlyn's collarbones also get Vi's attention as she traces her tongue back to Caitlyn's face, leaving a trail of saliva behind. She bites the lobe of one of her ears before pulling away.
With a quick movement, Vi lowered herself onto Caitlyn on the bed. Instantly, the sheriff's legs open to accommodate her better, and her ankles cross over Vi's back, trapping her against her. Caitlyn's hands held the pink-haired girl's arms, loving the feel of them under her touch. Her visible muscles are strong and tense, holding her firmly around the waist. Caitlyn knew she was safer in those arms than anywhere else in the world. Violet would never let her fall.
Vi enjoys the sight of Caitlyn's blue hair spread across the pillow. Her face hovers over the sheriff's lap, very close to her breasts still covered by her silk nightgown. Vi's hot breath against Caitlyn's skin made her shiver. The tension between them is palpable. The desire and urgency to continue with the touches and caresses is explicit in the way they can barely look away from each other. But there is something that causes an impasse. Which causes Vi to remain still.
Caitlyn knows what it is. She knows that her beloved needs her confirmation and reassurance before going any further.
“Take off my clothes, Violet.”
Even if she wouldn't admit it out loud, Vi liked it when Caitlyn called her by her full name. She sounded extremely good in that bourgeois accent the sheriff sported and made her want to kiss her wherever they were. The intonation of her name in Caitlyn's voice had an authority she generally disliked, but Caitlyn was the only exception. Vi definitely didn't mind obeying and following Caitlyn whatever she wished.
Vi's hands climb around the sheriff's waist, taking the nightgown with her and dropping the garment in some corner of the room. Leaning toward Caitlyn, Vi's mouth cups one of her girlfriend's exposed breasts, sucking on the hard nipple, hearing Caitlyn let out an incoherent murmur beneath her. Vi's hands grip the dark-haired girl's thick thighs, drawing disjointed shapes on her skin, while her mouth continues to work on her breasts, paying attention to the two equally.
Vi moved the way of her lips to the valley between Caitlyn's breasts, placing chaste kisses over the region. She trails down to circle her navel with her tongue as her hands remove the sheriff's panties. Vi takes a minute just to appreciate the sight she has before her. Swallowing hard, she forgets to breathe for the first few seconds. Caitlyn's slender, completely nude body appeared to be made of porcelain, gleaming in the moonlight that streamed through the open window. Small shoulders and narrow hips. Round breasts and thick thighs. Every detail of Caitlyn felt like an extremely tempting invitation to Vi's touch. The callused fingers of her hands, already rough from exchanging punches around, twitched, yearning to please the woman in front of her. Suddenly her mouth went dry and she knew she had waited too long. She needed to taste every part of Caitlyn as soon as possible.
“You're beautiful.” Vi says in a whisper, not even realizing she's speaking, too mesmerized by the woman in front of her, but she knows her girlfriend has heard.
Vi's haste is clear as she removes her own clothes, a thin cotton shirt and sleep shorts. Caitlyn eyed each of Vi's now-exposed muscles and tattoos with delight. Totally naked, just like her girlfriend, Vi lies on top of Caitlyn, their bodies and lips pressed together. She couldn't quite explain why, but she just loved the feeling of being in such intimate contact with the sheriff. Skin with skin. She could feel every bit of Caitlyn's body against hers. The kiss they share this time is more urgent and lasts less than the last, due to the need to sate the heat between their legs.
Vi separates the sheriff's thighs before stepping between them. Caitlyn's cunt was already wet from previous stimulation and this makes Violet lick her lips. She kisses the blue haired girl's inner thighs and hips while the thumb of her right hand offers a gentle caress to Caitlyn's sensitive pussy, which immediately shudders. The gleam in Caitlyn's eyes was a mix of desire and anticipation for what was to come.
Vi pushes the sheriff's legs up, causing Caitlyn to hold them herself. With her fingers, she parted Caitlyn's folds, thus exposing her pussy. The first touch of Vi's tongue to the blue-haired girl's cunt sends a wave of shivers through her body, almost as if a high-voltage electrical rush were running through her. Vi isn't the least bit shy as she slides every inch of her tongue over her girlfriend's wet pussy, exploring every bit of her. Caitlyn is hot, very hot. The bittersweet taste of her juices was more than satisfying to Vi, who gulped down every drop with delight.
Vi looks up to take in Caitlyn's reactions as she alternates the flicks of her tongue between her clit and the sheriff's eager entrance, wanting to register each one in her memory. The frown, the parted lips and the sound of her moans make up an incredible scene. When Vi focuses the attention of her tongue on Caitlyn's clit, as she teases her with his index and middle fingers, the sheriff's head drops back and the name Violet often escapes her lips, almost like a sacred mantra that she needed to repeat all the time.
Caitlyn's mind is a mess and she totally loses herself in the pleasure of the moment, the only thing she can think of clearly is how deft Vi's mouth is. Her stomach muscles tighten and her legs and hips tremble all the time, her entire body extremely sensitive to the touch of the pink-haired girl, who seems to know so well what she's doing. Caitlyn propped herself up on her elbows, using one hand to push Vi's bangs away from her face, wanting to watch her as she sucked on her cunt so greedily. The squinted eyes and the fierce look on Vi's expression make it clear that she knows she's being watched.
Slowly, Vi inserted two of his fingers into Caitlyn's entrance, which immediately tightened around them. Her tongue continues to work on the sheriff's clit, now alternating between circular motions and up-and-down motions. As much as Vi swallowed every drop of Caitlyn's cum, she always remained wet, Vi's stimuli being so strong against her that it was impossible to do otherwise. Even though Caitlyn was a mostly restrained person, she didn't seem the least bit concerned about controlling the height and frequency of her moans now.
When Caitlyn's eyes closed and she tugged on Vi's hair with more force, the pink-haired girl knew her orgasm was close. Vi sank her tongue deeper into Caitlyn's pussy, applying more speed to the penetration she was doing with her fingers. The wet sound resulting from her movements was nice to hear, mixed with the sheriff's moans. Caitlyn's entire body shuddered as she came, pushing Vi's head more and more against her pussy. The sensation was very similar to a shock wave, shivers running down her spine and her body beginning to relax.
The minute Vi straightens up again, the smirk she wears is smug, almost arrogant after making Caitlyn come so hard. She removes her fingers from inside the sheriff and brings them to her own mouth, sucking them. Vi lies down beside her girlfriend, stroking her blue hair while she is still recovering from her recent orgasm. The caress she traces across Caitlyn's bare back is simple, very light compared to what they were doing before. Both their chests rise and fall rapidly, their breathing uneven.
Caitlyn lifted her head enough that her lips met Vi's, her left hand traveling over the muscles of Vi's body, tracing each one with her fingertips. Personally, she likes very much of the tattoos that cover the pink haired girl's back. The kiss between them doesn't go deep as the sheriff pulls them apart, staring at Vi with those very blue eyes. Caitlyn's appearance is a complete mess now, wild hair falls over her face like a dark curtain, red marks from Vi's firm grip cover her skin and she looks much more awake than before.
The hand that once caressed Vi's body slowly moves down towards her neglected pussy. Caitlyn traced the folds of Vi's cunt provocatively, not really touching her sensitive spot, as she took one of her nipples in her mouth, sucking on it. Very gently, the sheriff smooths Vi's pleading clit, the pad of her thumb tracing circular moviments over the mount of nerves. The pink haired girl moans beside her, automatically grabbing Caitlyn's wrist and making her move faster. However, the sheriff has other plans for her.
Caitlyn's middle and ring fingers hover over Vi's mouth. “Open your mouth,” she orders.
The false penetration Caitlyn's fingers simulated in her mouth made Vi's pussy contract. She sucks and licks her girlfriend's fingers shamelessly. When the sheriff thinks enough is enough, she removes her damp fingers from Vi's mouth and makes her way back to her cunt. At first, Caitlyn stroked the wet sex, loving to see the eager expression Vi carries on her face and now it's her turn to sport a smug little smile.
Slowly, Caitlyn inserts both of her fingers inside Vi. The pink haired girl's pussy are tight and very wet. Caitlyn's initial movements were slow and excruciating, but she was in no hurry. On the contrary, she is a patient person, quite different from her partner, who moans supplicant, albeit in a low tone.
Caitlyn's lips pressed kisses to Vi's toned abdomen, feeling the muscles tense under her touch. She can feel one of Vi's hands grip her hair in a fistful, applying pressure as she pulls her toward her. The urgency with which Vi sticks her lips together makes it clear that she needs more. Her tongue was rude as it entered Caitlyn's mouth, seeking any contact she could provide.
Gradually, Caitlyn increased the speed at which her fingers worked on Vi's pussy. Her movements are faster now and she goes back to stroking her gilrfriends clitoris with her thumb. Vi moans between their kiss, before pulling away and throwing her head back, propping it against the headboard. Caitlyn's right hand cupped one of Vi's breasts, playing with the hard nipple, watching the skin rise goose bumbs rapidly.
Vi could have sworn she was seeing stars. Her body was hot and sweaty, looking like it was about to combust, such was the heat she felt seeping between her legs. Her back arched and her grip on Caitlyn tightened as the first spasm of orgasm came. She shivered and stuttered, unable to form any coherent words to moan. Her body, previously tense and rigid, began to relax as soon as the orgasm ended. Vi rested her forehead on Caitlyn's shoulder, receiving a kiss to her pink hair.
“I love you.” Vi gasped, trying to get her breathing back to normal.
The sheriff hugged her by the chest, kissing every inch of skin her mouth found. Her intense heartbeat completely gave away the euphoria and butterflies in her stomach that those simple three words caused her. Who knew that an unlikely pair like the two of them could work togheter so well.
“I love you too, Vi,” Caitlyn replied.
The calm night outside still lingered when they both went back to sleep, sharing a tender embrace that not even the strongest of beings could separate them. Vi had never thanked Caitlyn for taking her from Stillwater, but deep inside, she knew Caitlyn had been her savior. The reason she could walk around freely these days. Cailtyn meant the whole world to Vi.