Caitlyn squirmed a little under the touches and pokes and squeezes, wriggling closer and trying to keep a tremor out of her voice. She hated being teased, especially when it came to fingers near her more sensitive spots. Vi of course knew this, and that made it worse.

"I...um...think it's best we don't take chances," she started to say, lamely. "Don't want to exacerbate the trouble with your leg." And bring doctors running...

"Maybe it's best we...ah..." she whimpered, biting her lip as her neck is toyed with. That was probably her second most sensitive erogenous zone, and nips and kisses there very often reduced her to a quibbling mess.

"Fingers first. Then see where...the fancy takes us?"

Smooth, Cait.