She tries to catch her breath, licking her lips clean. Vi loves this. This being giving you what you want. She loves getting on her knees for you and she loves your taste. Vi groans, just wanting to dive back in. But she has to restrain herself.

You've already been at it for what felt like hours, tired and sweaty. You need a shower at the very least. Yet she doesn't want to let you go, her grip on your ankles a tiny bit tighter.

"Too exhausted? You want to stop, cupcake?" Vi asks, silently wishing you'll ask to continue. She feels like she's starving. Starving for you.