#( kill me. i'm disgusting )
finally something cal says that i can Entirely Agree With

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#( kill me. i'm disgusting )
finally something cal says that i can Entirely Agree With
@excxssive
the sheriff pressed a button on her intercom system, directing the line to vi’s office. “vi,” she started, leaning over her desk to speak into the intercom. “please come to my office when you have a chance.” she lifted her finger from the button, signing another paper as she awaited the enforcer’s appearance.
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@excxssive
“I’ve seen weirder, yeah, but you agree that the number six. On your boob. ‘S weird.”
subtly crosses her legs in front of Caitlyn, the Enforcer was propped upon the leather chair, wearing only her favorite tightly fit long t-shirt, leather pants, dark black pumps, and a look to kill. " -- miss me yet, "cupcake"? "
Never been less turned on | Ugh no | I’d give you a try | Yes, yes, YES | I’M READY NOW DAMMIT
she entered the office without expecting much, only to be greeted with the sight of vi sitting in her chair like she owned the place. the attire that revealed nothing yet at the same time revealed everything only made the sheriff swallow dryly, && gods that look was a weapon in itself. “give me a reason to && perhaps i will.”
now, she glared. the enforcer grabbed her by the right cheek, one handed and instantly pressed down into the crevices that held feigned stoicism, the pressure made to break that stoic facade, and to viciously claim what was truly hers. the officer smirked as she forcefully, yet passionately stole the Sheriff's lips.
caitlyn was prideful, a woman who’s confidence && assertiveness were exactly what made her terrifying as the sheriff, for people did not fear the physical repercussions of getting on her bad side, they feared her power && expertise in mental warfare. yet when faced with the enforcer who knew all her tricks, every word’s hidden meaning && every facial tic that would give away true intentions, caitlyn was at a disadvantage as a strong hand eased her hardened features into submission before lips overtook hers && everything was blanking in her mind when senses were intently focused on the soft mouth moving against her own. the contact made limbs tremble even as hands came up to cup the enforcer’s cheeks lightly, shaky breaths leaving to hit the other’s lips.
" -- kiss me, you uptight jackass. "
&& caitlyn would raise an eyebrow to the enforcer, stopping a smirk from betraying the stoic features of her face as steps were taken closer to the pinkette, heels clacking in the silence of her office only to stop when she stood mere inches from vi, head tilting up to meet eyes. “that’s hardly any way to ask for my affection,” she mused, a singular finger coming to tap her cheek in thought, lips pursing as she feigned deep consideration. “now, i wonder where jayce is, i’m sure he’d know of a better way to request these types of things, don’t you?”
{ @excxssive wanders far. }
· · · · · ·“CAN I help you, Vi?” Said with the raise of a brow and · · · · · · hand upon hip. She knows where that gaze is meandering · · · · · · off to, and seems to encourage it with a little, ah, adjustment · · · · · · of her dress.·“You seem distracted by something.”