You lie comfortably on your side on the couch just admiring Vi's profile as she watches TV. Vi is watching a match of her favorite team, her face slightly twisted when the other team scores a point.

She opens a bottle of beer, sipping occasionally. One of her hands is resting on your thigh, gently stroking you with her thumb.

She is so engrossed on it that she doesn't even notice your gaze on her the whole time. Vi just looks at you when she hears a small grumble coming from your direction, one she knows well.

You play with her fingers gently, your eyes drifting down to her nose, remembering all the times you rode her face.

You hum softly waiting for her to give you attention, at least to hold on her lap while she watches the game, you would be quiet...maybe.

What's the matter, princess? Vi asks in her soft and gentle voice, she just wants to finish watching her match but you're definitely her priority.