How a Topsider Marks Her Girl
There wasn't anyone who could look at Vi like the women at that party were and get away with it. Not on Caitlyn's careful watch. Caitlyn Kiramman was a proper lady, she would not cause a scene in front of everyone, not this time. No, she had a much more fun idea.
A scandalous one at that.
Ever since Vi showed up there have been rumors of the two women sleeping together, dating in secret. It wasn't anything people would judge Caitlyn for to her face but she knew their type, they would say things behind her back.
Yet those same women also seemed perfectly fine with drooling over Vi. Best take care of two things at once.
"Cupcake... Cait... slowly..." Vi's hands pressed against the back of Caitlyn's head as the sniper moved back, finally, and zipped Vi's pants back up, "Gods... what made you do that?" Vi looked at her awestruck, her carefully slicked back hair now a mess once again. While Caitlyn, as always looked as good as when she did at the start of all this.
The only thing that gave her away was the slightly smudged make-up which she could quickly fix. "After seeing you gawked at like a piece of meat I wanted to mark what was mine."
Vi grinned like an idiot, smitten by her girlfriend, "In that case mark me up and down, any day you want." It was clear that the brawler didn't quite catch on to her plan yet.
It was alright because when they returned to the main party hall those same women looked like they'd just been slapped across the face. Down Vi's black pants, right next to her zipper was a distinct light pink line of lipstick, the exact same shade as the one Caitlyn currently wore.