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If you were to ask Caitlyn what makes a crush a crush, her answer might have been Vi.
No detailed explanation is required. Just Vi.
Although seeing her for the first time triggered every sexual desire she could ever think of, there were things she wished she thought of her firsthand before her brain simply decided to bombard her thoughts with so much: yeah, she can fuck me so good and I'd let her.
But as Caitlyn stood by the sink, washing her hands to clean off the powder that stained her skin while sneaking quiet, careful glances to see Vi trying to perfect a good frost, it revealed how vulnerable her heart could be.
She expected her taste to include something other than strong, caring muscular toned women putting their best effort into things big and small to help and make a loved one happy. It's either that or she's just so helplessly into Vi.
It was tantalizing. And they're both talking naturally despite not knowing much about the other. But maybe today, if her life decided to be kind and spoil her around Vi's presence for once, it would finally change.
She can finally get close to her, to the one keeping her up all night. Caitlyn wants to know what is it with Powder's sister that draws her so much attraction. Talking to Vi would've been easy if Caitlyn wasn't such a wuss and pitifully concupiscent. 
"Didn't know you know how to bake." Vi does her work, trying to earn a conversation to keep away the silence of the whole apartment which Caitlyn appreciates yet struggles to keep her nerves intact.
"It's a little hobby back from my childhood. I don't get to do it a lot though but I didn't expect to be able to bounce back to it again in this specific scenario." Caitlyn chuckles, hoping to get a laugh out of Vi.
God, she loves her voice. How many times had she told herself that? 
(Too many to count given how much she wants Vi's whimpers near her ear)
But—
"Do I need to scold my sister for forcing you to bake at four am?" Vi asks, scoffing playfully. Caitlyn's confidence falters. "I'm not against it or anything but the fact that you probably have way more important things to do, it doesn't help that her shenanigans are getting in the way of your life—"
"Nononono! That's not necessary—the scolding that is—" Caitlyn immediately comes into Powder's defense, fighting every potential conflict that would affect their sisterhood. The last thing she would want is Powder to be getting a mouthful just on her behalf. "It's all on me as well. Powder asked and I could've declined if I wanted to. But I said yes because I wanted to help. I guess it's a bit too soon to be saying this but...helping her means so much to me both inside and outside of the center. It didn't occur to me that I wouldn't just be her teacher but her close friend as well. Additionally a baker at this very moment. "
A pause.
Her heart flutters when Vi laughs, getting the message.
"Why were you guys baking at four am anyway? Couldn't it be around eight? It's the weekend anyways, isn't it?" she reinforces a good point, still in need of things making sense to allow Powder a free pass. The woman takes it as an opportunity, increasing the chances to work for Powder's favor.
"She said her date with Ekko is at one PM," Caitlyn added that important detail which made everything in the world make sense. "Powder never really informed me of details she thought were insignificant to me." she grimaces, the glimpse of Vi's toned body reminding her of the actions she would potentially be doing after she gets out of this apartment where there are no eyes.
(It added another self-conscious reason for Caitlyn Kiramman to spread herself on her sheets, legs separated and wide while she fucks herself helplessly with fingers she wished weren't her own.)