The Comfort you Bring - Sunset_Roses43
‘Vi is no stranger to bad days. However now that she’s living a life of luxury, she feels she’s no longer entitled to call any of her days ‘bad’.
So when she comes home from work one day, feeling a bit under the weather, Caitlyn’s there to take care of her and make things right.’
Tags: Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Smut, Cuddling, Aftercare, Bathing, Bottom Vi
Words: 1,903
——————————————————————————— Essentially having grown up in Stillwater, everyday was considered a bad day for Vi.
She had grown used to it. The day in and day out battle for survival, and the brutal reality that she would likely die in that place.
Over time, she had grown accustomed to a life of pain, struggle, and loss. But instead of letting it break her down, she only grew strong, and built up higher walls.
When she first moved in with Caitlyn after the war she found herself to be restless.
Even after she had initially been freed from Stillwater, everyday could still easily be considered bad.
She lost her sister, found out her entire world had been flipped upside down, lost the only other people who gave a damn about her… and on top of that spent weeks getting the shit beat out of her.
Yet again, she was living a life of bad days.
Nowadays however, things were easier. Vi found that over time she had began to grow accustomed to this lifestyle of safety and comfort and life that she hadn’t experienced before.
Over time, bad days grew rarer and rarer, however no one is lucky enough for them to disappear completely.
They didn’t look the same as they used to. Now bad days mostly consisted of just feeling under the weather, anxious or depressed.
Of course, this only made her feel worse, seeing as she felt she had everything now… she didn’t deserve to have bad days anymore.
So she did what she could to power through, and lose her shit on as few people as possible.
But unfortunately as much as she tried to hide her struggles, her girlfriend always managed to see past her facade.
Friday night Vi comes home in a bad mood. It’s not her fault the trainees at work weren’t taking her teaching seriously, and all the punching bags at the boxing gym happened to be occupied by some stupid class.
That on top of several unfortunate incidents, including spilling her coffee on the way to work, dropping her stack of papers, and forgetting her lunch at home.
Not to mention Caitlyn had left early this morning, so Vi hadn’t even seen her all day.
When she gets home, she immediately deflates a little bit. The house is mostly dark, aside from the kitchen light.
It’s quiet, but it smells and feels like home, even if it doesn’t immediately make things right, it atleast makes Vi feel a bit better.
“Is that you darling?” She hears Caitlyn call. She’s likely doing work at the kitchen table.
“Yeah” Vi calls back, more of a grumble than anything. “Gonna shower real quick then I’ll make dinner.”
However before she can start to make her way towards the bedroom her girlfriend blocks her path, arms crossed, standing in the kitchen doorway, partway into the hall.
Her face softens immediately when she sees Vi and she takes another step towards her.
Although Vi can see in her eyes that she knows something is wrong, she only asks “how was your day?”
Vi shrugs, not wanting to seem weak or dramatic, but unfortunately pretending infront of Caitlyn was no easy task.
“Rough” she mutters after a moment, looking down at the floor.
She doesn’t need to see Caitlyn’s face to know the unmissable look of sympathy and hurt that should make her fall worse, but only makes her want to fall into her arms.
Which she does, as soon as the taller woman takes a step forward and envelops Vi in her arms.
“Do you want a distraction?” She hears Caitlyn whisper, as she leans down, breathe ghosting over Vi’s ear.
Vi sighs, some of the tension in her shoulders already dissolving “Please..?” she asks quietly.
Screw seeming vulnerable or weak.. all she wants right now is for Caitlyn to hold her like this in her arms and make everything right again.
“C’mon” Caitlyn says, pulling away and taking Vi’s hand in her own, walking backwards as she leads her to their room.
She doesn’t even bother to turn on the lights, just continues to lead her towards the best, and once Vi’s knees hit she falls backwards. Sitting so Caitlyn can stand between her knees, hands carding through her hair.
“So pretty” Caitlyn praises, one hand moving down slowly to cradle her cheek “lay back” she then directs her firmly.
Vi, ever the good listener, is quick to obey, and moves back until she’s lying on the pillows.
Caitlyn moves up over her with a sly smile, leaning down to kiss her, lips parting and tongues tangling as a hand slides down Vis pants and flicks open the button of her jeans.
Her hands get quickly to work, sliding between the denim and the softer fabric of her boxers to slowly rub over her, stopping at the top of each caress to apply teasing pleasure to her clit.
Vi can’t help the moan that escapes her lips, vibrating against Caitlyn’s as her hips jump to meet the contact.
Slow circles, and increasing pressure against the growing wet spot on her underwear has Vi going insane, attempting to wriggle herself towards Caitlyn’s touch, craving more friction to bring her relief.
She breaks the kiss to catch her breath and takes the opportunity to pant out “Cait… please”
While Caitlyn may like to tease Vi occasionally, she can never deny her anything when she’s desperate enough to beg.
With one last lingering kiss to her lips, Caitlyn’s mouth gradually begins to work her way down Vis body, down her neck, across her chest and abs - thanks to her shirt being discarded at some point during their make out - and to the waistband of her pants, which she then swiftly pulls offs.
Vi shivers when she fully exposed to Caitlyn, weather it be from the chill of the room or the intensity of her gaze it’s hard to tell.
However it grows hard to think of much when Caitlyn’s mouth finally connects with her core.
Soft, methodical laps, and small sucks against her clit send forgein noises tumbling out of Vis lips.
Her hand finds her way to the long blue strands of Caitlyn’s hair as she attempts to pull her closer, hips bucking into the heavenly feeling of her lips.
She starts to form the words “Fuck Cait-“, but she’s quickly cut off by a gasp when two lithe fingers join the mouth working patiently against her.
She draws another gasping breath in as she feels herself growing close to the edge.
From the way her girlfriend keeps a steady pace, a hand coming up to squeeze her own, Vi can tell she knows.
With Caitlyn squeezing her hand once more, before curling her fingers against the perfect spot and sucking on her clit, Vi can’t help but fall over the edge with a silent cry, back arching and eyes brimming with tears as her girlfriend continues to work her through the pleasure, stopping only when Vi squeezes her hand to warn her she’s growing overstimulated.
Caitlyn pulls away only then, and presses soft slow kisses to the inside of her thighs, free hand rubbing her hips as she litters red marks along the soft flesh of her legs, coaxing Vi down from her high.
Soft lips make there way back up her body, until a warm body collapses alongside Vi’s own with a sigh.
She doesn’t hesitate to turn and settle into her girlfriend’s side, who immediately hugs her close.
“Thank you” she mumbles softly against her chest, all thoughts of her previously bad day temporarily forgotten.
“Feel better?” The gentle voice above her asks and Vi hums in response.
Caitlyn, seemingly satisfied with that, doesn’t let further, she just kisses Vi’s head softly before whispering into her hair “would you like to take a bath?”
As much as she wants to protest, and just spend the rest of the evening curled up in bed, she knows ultimately she should go clean up.
After a reluctant moment she sighs and nods “yeah..” though can’t help but groan when Caitlyn tries to leave the bed.
It’s about a half hour later that Vi finally manages to be coaxed to the bath. She rolls her eyes but smiles appreciatively at the way the bathroom smells of lavender, and the bath is piled high with bubbles.
Still weak in the legs, Vi thanks Caitlyn when she helps her into the bath, before sliding in behind her, and looping her arms around her stomach.
Vi hums, settling back into the warm, comforting embrace as the smell of lavender and feel of warm water encapsulates her.
They soak together for a little while, before they take turns washing each other’s hair.
As Caitlyn’s finger work softly through her short hair, Vi can feel some of the headache that had built throughout the day melting away.
Although she’s hesitant to get out of the bath when Caitlyn finally pulls the drain on the cooling water, Vi can admit she’s looking forward to spending the rest of the evening being dotted on by her girlfriend and having takeout from her favorite place.
She soon discards her fluffy towel with a ‘V’ Caitlyn had embroidered to match her own, and pulls on a pair of boxers and one of Caitlyn’s hoodies (meanwhile Caitlyn wears one of Vi’s)
The two share glances and soft kisses as they get dressed and towel off before making their way to the living room.
Their food arrives just as Vi finishes lighting the fire and Caitlyn returns to the living room moments later, carrying two plates and a bag of Jerichos.
Cuddling up beside her under the blanket, the two eat in comfortable silence, Vi allowing herself to come to terms with the weight of the day, and Caitlyn letting her do so in silence.
When they finish eating, putting there plates aside, Caitlyn coax’s Vi to lay down with her head in her lap.
Vi hums softly when Caitlyn begins to card through her hair, scratching her scalp softly once in a while.
She doesn’t talk, and she doesn’t get asked to. However after a few minutes of comfort Vi feels her eyes slowly begin to well up, quiet tears rolling down her cheeks and onto Caitlyn’s legs.
Weather it’s from the comfort she never thought she’d be deserving of receiving, the burden she carries around all day finally being lifted slightly, or, the weight of the day crashing down, she can’t be sure.
But as soon as the first tears rolls off her face, she sniffles, hand reaching up to quickly try and wipe away the tears before Caitlyn can notice.
Yet she does. Of course she does.
However instead of forcing her to talk about it, she just pulls Vi into her arms, the safety and comfort of her hold allowing Vi to simply melt into her.
Head tucked against her shoulder, silent tears cascading down her face as she’s cradled in the way she never was when she needed it most, Vi realizes something.
Maybe all her bad days aren’t so bad anymore after all.
In the safety and comfort of the loving arms surrounding her, and finally feeling some sense of peace, Vi dozes off, with a kiss to her forehead, the warm glow of the fire, and someone to wash and kiss and cuddle all her bad days away.
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