With her partner now undressed, Caitlyn took a moment to inspect her handiwork. It wasn't a sight she ever got tired of, and she appreciated those muscles. A lot. With a wry laugh, she leaned forward a little, pressing a kiss against Vi's exposed stomach.

"Alright. Help me with the laces?"

Turning around, she sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for her partner's help there. One of the downsides to her outfit? Was that getting into and out of it alone was a real pain.