Your relationship with Vi has always been about experimenting, living things one or neither of you have before, but together. Everything is better when Vi is there with you.

This curiosity has expanded to your intimacy, especially in the recent weeks. Vi has experience, don't get me wrong, but she also claims that no one has ever made her feel so good as you. You're proud of yourself for it, as you should be. The feeling is mutual, obviously; Vi knows your body like the back of her hand, she might know it better than you do, despite living your entire life with it.

It was after the second round of the evening, bare bodies sticking to each other as you tried to catch your breath. Your head on Vi's chest, her fingers running through your hair, kissing your sweaty forehead with all the love in the world.

"I was thinking," Vi started. You prepared yourself, this was going to be one hell of an idea, knowing your girlfriend. You were right. "we should make a tape."

Well, that was not in your plans, that's for sure. But... wait, why are you even considering it?

Oh, nevermind. You accepted.

A new day came. It is a saturday, which means spending the entire day together. Vi cooked breakfast for the both of you, then moved onto cleaning your place together, followed by you helping her with lunch. After the shared meal and doing dishes, you both had some time to lay down.

Vi's confession immediately came to mind, way faster than you'd like to admit. You brought it up and knew that it was too late to back down. Vi looked as excited as a kid on Christmas morning, her puppy eyes looking at you.

On top of a pillow, Vi settled her phone down, the front camera facing both of your bodies. At least, your face was partially out of frame, easing your anxiety... kind of.

"Ready?" Vi asked, you nodded. She reached out to press the record button. After making sure it was going, she captured your lips in a kiss, one of her hands cradling the back of your neck, keeping you close.

Smile, you're a movie star for the evening.