The curtains let the morning sunlight set a subtle, pale glow against her perfect skin—so light and tinted with pink undertones. Her raven blue hair was messily splayed across the pillows, a few locks laying across her left cheek. Vi couldn't help but brush them aside to get a full view of her love's profile. Her eyes were so at peace, closed and dreaming in another world. She found Caitlyn's facial features striking, but in the best of ways that she couldn't describe; she felt like she knew them all so well. Her partner's strong, chiseled jawline, to that fine, long bridge of her nose—her nose was so cute. Those perfect lips that lay slightly agape, exposing the small tooth gap between her front teeth. How perfect could one woman be?

Love poured through Vi's mind, and to think all of those years ago, this was the woman who'd been the one to set her free—to give her a second chance in life. Through their many adventures, accomplishments, and failures, they'd stuck together with one another, not being able to separate after first laying eyes on each other. And to think they'd gotten married, Caitlyn sharing her prestigious title of a last name with Vi. But Vi knew Caitlyn never saw her name as a title or something to be withheld from anyone, especially an orphan who'd grown up in the Undercity.

"Violet Kiramman does have a nice ring to it."

"Vi Kiramman." She rolled her eyes.

"I know, Dear, but your full name really does sound quite beautiful."

Vi let out a playful scoff, "What do you mean by 'your full name?' It's not."

"Not yet. But maybe it could be?" Caitlyn had stroked a finger along her jaw, like she always did, and stopped to cup Vi's face in her hand.

Vi reached up and held onto her partner's gentle hold. She let a soft, short chuckle escape, "I guess it could."

Now, Vi found herself being the one to tenderly roll the back of her fingers down the side of Caitlyn's cheek. While her touch lingered for a few seconds, reluctant to move on, Vi found herself unable to resister the soft skin of her lover. She stroked down the side of Caitlyn's exposed shoulder, following it over to her arm. By then, her wife started to stir, slightly awakening from her sleep.

"Good morning, Cupcake," Vi greeted, with a tender kiss to Caitlyn's shoulder. She couldn't help herself and laid another peck on her lover's back. And another was placed a bit higher, inching her way closer to Caitlyn's neck.

"And good morning to you," she hummed back.

Vi laid several more kisses on Caitlyn, until she started to feel the fiery craving building inside her. She'd suddenly found her hand had crawled over her partner's midsection, starting to circle around her upper abdominal region. And with her circling hand, Vi pulled herself flush against the back of her lover.

"Someone's touchy."

"And someone's just too beautiful," she murmured into the nape of Caitlyn's neck, still laying some pecks on it. Vi had buried her nose into Caitlyn, taking in the sweet scent of her wife. She felt at home, but for some reason, she still needed to be closer. Vi had taken to lightly pushing her hips up to her lover, grinding for attention and that sense of close proximity.

"Very touchy, I see," Caitlyn faintly giggled, still somewhat not fully awake.

Vi ground her hips one last time up against Caitlyn and stopped, pulling herself flush against her wife's back. "Want me to stop?" she whispered into her partner's ear in a sultry tone.

"Who said you needed to?"

"No one. I thought maybe we should just get the day started," Vi teased, with a kiss and nip to her neck. She could feel the hairs on the back of Caitlyn's neck stand up and her hips grind back at Vi's.

"And this isn't the way we should start it?" Caitlyn mumbled back, her face buried in a pillow.

"If you say so, Cupcake." Vi laid one last warm kiss between her partner's shoulder blades and started to pull herself up from the bedsheets.

Caitlyn had none of it and groaned in protest. As Vi was snaking her arm away from Caitlyn's navel area, the woman was quick to grab Vi by the wrist and place her hand back onto her stomach. A smile spread across Vi's face, and she took the cue. She started gently rubbing over her lover's nightgown again, this time soaking in the feeling of every part of her wife. She loved Cait's flat, toned abdomen, but sometimes she wondered what it would feel like with a small, growing swell—perhaps, the swell of their child. There was of course that one main burden of them both being women; they couldn't technically have a child together, in a sense that it biologically could only be related to one of them. Vi understood the importance of found and adoptive family though, after growing up under Vander's care as a child. She could never not love her adoptive family—her father, her brothers...

Her mind was going places she didn't want to be reminded of, especially on such a peaceful morning. She backtracked, still thinking of her touch on Caitlyn's stomach. What a wonderful bump that would be to wake up to every morning, feeling it grow ever so slowly with each day that would pass. She circled it one last time, before reaching underneath the silky purple fabric.

Caitlyn's stomach was a comfortable warmth but tensed with the cold touch of Vi's fingertips. "Sorry," Vi kissed her wife's back, "am I too cold?"

"No," Caitlyn replied in a simple manner.

With the reassurance, Vi kept lightly massaging around her lover's front side. Her hand crawled upwards towards full breasts, lightly cupping one. She'd pulled herself as close as she could to Caitlyn, still grinding her hips and laying sweet, courting kisses across her lover's back.

She could imagine the bump of Caitlyn's stomach, but she also wished she could feel swelling breasts and perky nipples. She'd never understood how some people glorified certain parts of women's bodies as such; more so, she could've never envision herself with a swollen abdomen and widening hips. But now she understood it all, because all along, it wasn't something for her to have, but possibly for her lover to have. She finally saw the beauty in pregnancy, with having a child-baring partner. And her wife—as perfect as Caitlyn already was—could be the most lovely of them all.

With this, Vi sometimes craved the ability impregnate her—something that was unfairly impossible. She'd dream of it from time to time, imagining whose nose the child would have, what color hair, whether they'd have Caitlyn's cute tooth gap or not, or if they'd carry both a good heart from Vi and a strong mind from Caitlyn. How perfect they would be.

Perfect, like Caitlyn. She was so perfect in every way—in every shape and curve of her body. Vi squeezed Caitlyn's breast harder, grinding more into her lover's back and now giving more demanding nips into the nape of her wife's neck. She was hungry for more, wanting to give her wife all of the pleasure and to hear her blissful moans.

Vi had snaked her other arm under the back of Caitlyn's lavender gown, starting to pull it up. The barrier it caused between them both was too much, and Vi wanted to feel her skin on her lover's. Her pulling soon became a demanding tear, as she sat up trying to get it off.

Caitlyn swatted her hands away. "Hold on a second," she whined. "I'm not going to let you ruin another nightgown. I haven't got many left, especially since you've come around."

Vi snickered back, "Maybe that's a good thing. You'll have to sleep topless, like me."

Caitlyn had just barely gotten the gown over her head, when Vi ripped it the rest of the way off and threw it to the floor. She pulled herself between her wife's legs and dove directly for Caitlyn's sweet lips, ravaging them and kissing with immense passion.

After a few deep, hungry kisses, Caitlyn pulled back and cupped Vi's face in her hands, her left thumb brushing over her wife's cheek. Their gazes met. "What's gotten into you this morning?" She questioned playfully, quirking up one of her eyebrows.

Vi only smirked with the short reply of, "Nothing." She was quick the dive back at Caitlyn, this time aiming for her neck, leaving sloppy kisses and bites down it and towards her collar bone.

Caitlyn gasped at the contact, encouraging more by holding the back of Vi's head to the very top of her chest. However, the back of Caitlyn's head sank into the pillows and her chin reached towards the ceiling, exposing herself more to the hungry woman on top of her. "It's not every morning you're like this, you know," Caitlyn stated, her breath quickening and becoming shorter.

Vi stopped just for a second to say, "I just want to enjoy my Cupcake today," before continuing on her conquest of love bites around Caitlyn's collar. Her hands were also making good work of both soft breasts, kneading and massaging them, again thinking about how perfect they were—so full and soft.

"You do every day, Vi," she retorted, in a short shaky breath. "You just seem more—" she couldn't stifle a small moan, letting it interrupt her sentence.

"More what?" Vi asked against her skin. One last kiss was laid onto Caitlyn's collar bone, before Vi ventured south. Her hands found her wife's hips, thumbs brushing on the sides of her stomach, and Vi took a nipple into her mouth.

A sweet groan of pleasure rung in Caitlyn's throat. Her chest heaved for air, her mouth widening to take in an inhale. She'd completely forgotten about finishing her last sentence, trapped in the bliss of her wife's mission to consume her.

After not getting an answer, Vi pulled away for a second, asking again, "What do I seem more of today?" She went back to mouthing at her lover's breast.

"Eager." It was all Caitlyn managed to get out, before she was washed over by more growing pleasure.

Vi was now lightly teething at her partner's other nipple, using her tongue to play with it, while sucking so tenderly. She was also getting impatient, wanting to feel all of Caitlyn. Her fingertips laced themselves around the hem of her lover's bottoms, when Caitlyn couldn't help but push her hips up towards them. Vi let go of her breast and stopped with her hands. A devilish smirk crossed her lips, "You seem just as eager."

She exhaled with discontentment, when Vi decided to stop. "I mean, you were acting a bit different. You don't really get like this often."

"Well..." Vi paused, not knowing if she should share her secret craving—her fantasy of having Cait all to herself, pregnant with their child. Just thinking about it for a short second sent chills down her spine. She set a tender kiss right above her wife's belly button. Another one was placed not long after. And then another.

Caitlyn reached down, pulling Vi's chin up so that their stares met. Vi had a soft, loving glaze that laid over her icy blue eyes. She hadn't seen anyone with such admiration and warmth in their gaze, but she knew too well it was because Vi had the biggest heart of them all. And her heart was being poured into loving Caitlyn.

"You can tell me, Violet," she said in the most kind, genuine voice.

Vi took in a breath and let out a deep sigh. She pulled her gaze away from Caitlyn's and down to her wife's midsection. "Sometimes," she rolled a few fingers across Caitlyn's stomach, "I wish we could have a family."

"Oh." She sounded shocked, but possibly not in a bad way? Hopefully not in a bad way. Caitlyn only said that and nothing more, her eyes staying somewhat wide after hearing her wife's proposal. Speechlessness caught the wind in her throat, and her mouth lay slightly open with questions unable to be verbalized.

And then the doubt rolled over Vi. She shrugged it off and scoffed a small laugh at how ridiculous it must've sounded. "I'm sorry, I know it's—" she stopped herself for a second, "—you're the Sheriff, and we don't have the time for it—"

"Vi." Caitlyn tried to cut her off and grab her attention.

She still continued, ranting on and trying to cover up the growing embarrassment and hurt in her voice, "—no time and definitely not the ability to go on leave." Vi shook her head. "It's okay, I know I shouldn't have—"

"Violet," Caitlyn said in a more assertive manner. It got Vi to finally stop jabbering on, and Caitlyn pulled her wife's chin up so that their gazes met once again—a gesture used for only tender, meaningful moments. "I love you more than the world, and I would love for us to have a family someday." Her words were so reassuring, with the gentle tone she used. Vi sighed in relief, her lips curling upwards and eyelids closing to hide a couple of building tears.

Caitlyn continued, "It might not happen right away, but it will someday." She pulled herself up and reached for Vi's forehead, laying a sweet kiss on it. "I promise."

Vi surged upwards, capturing her wife's lips into her own. It had to have been one of their most passionate kisses in a long time. Vi loved the feeling their raw emotions poured out into every kiss, each getting deeper and deeper, until Caitlyn pulled her back on top. Vi's hands danced around her wife's hips again and searched throughout the curves, feeling every bit of her that she could. They were soon snaking back under the hem, pulling down Caitlyn's bottoms, which she was trying to kick off herself.

With her lover's last piece of clothing finally torn off, Vi broke their kissing to look down and drink in the image of her beautiful, perfect partner. She couldn't help but let a smirk crawl across her face, once again. "You would be so hot pregnant."

"And I'm not right now?" Caitlyn scoffed back, jokingly.

"No, but it's just something I've been craving to see." Vi gave her a quick peck on the lips. Right after, she lowered her mouth to Caitlyn's left ear, nibbling around it. And then she whispered, "I can imagine your stomach growing with a small bump of life." Her hands once again danced across Caitlyn's abdomen, feeling where the bump could be. She reached up afterwards, with both hands, and grabbed and kneaded at her wife's chest. "Your breasts getting fuller throughout the months."

Caitlyn let out a moan, her eyes now shut in bliss, as her lover touched and explained the details to her. Vi had found herself back in her favorite area, nibbling at her wife's neck, leaving love marks all over. She stopped to murmur into Caitlyn's skin another detail, "And your hips getting a little wider." Her calloused fingers brushed along Caitlyn's side to hold down her grinding hips. Meanwhile, Vi's mouth descended to her breasts again, giving each a little attention before sucking hard on one of them.

While she worked on her wife's breast, Vi had time to trail a hand down to her partner's legs, stroking the inside of her thigh in a teasing manner. Caitlyn's hips tried to buck towards the stray hand, only to be held down with Vi's other hand. She whimpered in protest, hoping Vi would stop teasing her so much. Instead, Vi pushed herself up right to Caitlyn's ear, ready to tease the last bit. "And the best part," she stopped to let her hand crawl further up Caitlyn's long, toned legs. She let herself indulge in the teasing for a few more seconds, listening to Caitlyn's light whimpers and moans, as she gave a few last nips to her lover's neck. She felt the heat of her wife's core, as her fingers drifted up to the top, now touching the slickness outside of her entrance. And then she finished her sentence into Caitlyn's neck, "I would've been the one who fucked you so hard that you got pregnant."

As she breathed in her wife's delectable scent, she sank two digits into Caitlyn. Vi latched onto her throat, kissing and biting it. When it came to her pace, she hadn't taken her time; her fingers were thrusting faster and faster, starting to curl inside of her wife. And then she added a third. Vi could feel the walls gripping at her digits, clueing to her that Caitlyn was close to coming. It only pushed Vi to work harder and hear the pleasured moans that Caitlyn released.

Vi's pace was perfect, making her wife's world come crashing down in a euphoric, pleasurable bliss, within minutes of entering her. Caitlyn threw her head back, deep into the pillows, and gripped at the bed sheets. Her body tensed all over, unable to let her take a last breath, before she came undone. And then she caught her breath again and released with everything, her core pulsing around Vi's fingers, and her abdominal muscles twitching with overstimulation.

Caitlyn had also come undone with the most pleasant of moans that had ever rang through Vi's ears, causing the woman on top to get a wave of gratification as well. Vi felt her brain go fuzzy for a moment, knowing how pleasurable it'd been for both of them. To see, hear and feel all of the bliss she brought to her wife, through riding off of her craving, gave Vi the most euphoric feeling of all. She'd been panting it off, after so much excitement, and collapsed onto Caitlyn, giving her a few sweet kisses after they'd come down from their highs. She laid her head on her wife's heaving chest, enjoying the moment of a shared, pleasant quietness.

"That was hot, Cupcake," she finally managed to say, through some heavy breaths.

"Maybe that someday should be soon." It wasn't a question, but a statement. And not one Vi expected out of Caitlyn.

"Maybe," she simply agreed. After a few more seconds, Vi found her hand still covered with Caitlyn's come, only to say, "But for now, I think I'd like some dessert." She took her three coated fingers into her mouth, tasting her wife's sweetness, while also staring directly into Caitlyn's eyes. "What do you say, Cupcake?"

"Fuck."