Vi hums as she threads her fingers through your hair, curling the strands and lightly tugging on them every so often. Your head sets rested between her strong, muscular thighs, the most content smile known to man on your face right now. It amused Vi, the way you found simplistic comfort and joy by nothing more than cuddling between her thighs.

"Enjoyin' yourself down there, sweetheart?" Vi queries softly, a small laugh lacing her words. And when you nod oh-so vigorously, and even give a little hand squeeze in response, she can't help the little coo that leaves her lips. "You're just an adorable little thing, ain't ya?" she teases, her hand sliding down to wrap around your lower jaw and tilt your head upwards.

"Look at me," She mumbles, leaning down and looming over you. She's dumbly hot. "I like your smile." Vi says, giving her own smile back.