Oil and Water

Caitlyn watches her phone for Vi's response, only to see a "typing..." sign appear and then disappear without any response. She pouts at the screen, feeling slighted from the lack of response.

“Come on Vi, I need you.” She tries to tell herself that Vi has things to do, that she's busy working.

That doesn't stop the pang of worry and impatience from forming in her chest and making her stomach clench.

She puts down her phone, deciding that maybe taking a hot shower would soothe her heat. That or help her sleep.

In the undercity, Vi opens the door to the mysterious person knocking on her door in the middle of the night.

She is caught by surprise when it is no one other than her right right hand man…Silco. Having Silco as her right hand man was never her choice but frankly he was the only one with determination that could get results.

Vi opens the door as Silco looms in the doorway.

Caitlyn steps into her bathroom, turning on the shower to heat up. She stands in front of the mirror, taking in her appearance. Her heat has her skin flushed and her eyes dark with desire. She doesn't want this heat to consume her, not without Vi.

She reaches for her phone, hoping to find a response from Vi, but still sees nothing. She lets out a sigh, tossing her phone onto the counter next to her.

She'll be patient, even if her body tells her not to.

Silco steps inside her room, barely waiting for Vi to allow him entrance. His gaze is steady, not even glancing at her form as he responds to her question.

"I need to discuss something with you, Vi, and it can't wait until morning." His voice is calm and calculating, always trying to have the upper hand in any given situation.

Vi rolls her eyes not wanting to deal with whatever bullshit Silco cooks up now. She invites him into her room even though she really doesn’t want to.

As the door closes behind them she intones him to have a seat at the table in her room by the fireplace.

Silco takes a seat, and Vi watches him as he sits, his gaze still steady as ever, his hands casually folded in his lap. He looks almost relaxed, and Vi wants nothing more to snap his neck just for showing up in her personal quarters.

She walks over, sitting in the chair opposite him, leaning her elbows on her knees to keep herself from pouncing. She wants to get this over as quickly as possible.

"Make it quick, Silco," she says, her voice hard.

*Not even a minute in and this conversation is already making her blood boil.* "Just spit it out, Silco. I'm already tired of you being in my personal space." She says, her face remaining calm, despite the frustration rising in her chest.

She watches Silco's eyes narrow, just subtle enough that someone who didn't work with Silco wouldn't even notice the change.

"I'll be honest with you, Vi. It's about your arranged marriage." He finally says in response.

Vi's eyes narrow as she listens to Silco's words. He's already touching a nerve with her, and he knows it.

"What about it?" She asks, her voice firm but betraying no other emotion.

Her hands clutch the fabric of her pants, trying to fight back the urge to punch Silco in his smug face. It wouldn't surprise her if the man had already guessed it would piss her off before even setting foot in her quarters.

"Then you'd better tell me what you're here about. This is not something I'll tolerate any bullshit with." She responds, her teeth gritted.

Silco watches Vi closely, his body unmoving and his expression remaining calm. This isn't helping Vi's temper.

"I wanted to remind you that your marriage to Caitlyn Kiramman is a business arrangement. Nothing more. She's a good political pawn, and an even more valuable military commander, but she will never be anything more than a means to an end." He says, his tone cold and calculating.

Vi's eyes blaze at Silco's words, her body rigid from holding herself back. How dare he speak of Caitlyn that way.

"Watch your tongue, Silco. Caitlyn is my future mate, and you will speak of her with respect. And she is much more than a pawn for the criminal underworld. Don't forget that you work for me, and I can end your life whenever I damn well want to."

Silco doesn't let Vi's threat phase him, he's always had a talent for being able to rile someone up.

"You are getting soft Vi. You've known this woman for what, a day and a half? And you are here ready to defend her honor. You're losing what it takes to keep this family afloat." His voice is steady, and even though he's being insulting, he's not yelling, not showing any clear signs of anger.

Vi feels her fingers digging into her palms, her knuckles turning white. She's on the edge of exploding, but she refuses to give Silco the satisfaction.

"It does not make me soft to want you to show respect for the woman who will be my mate. And she has more honor in her pinkie finger than you do in your entire god damn body." She says through gritted teeth, her voice rising slightly.

Silco smiles, and it makes Vi's blood run cold. She hates the way he smiles. It reminds her of the smile a snake has when its cornered a mouse, before it kills it.

"She is nothing more than a tool. Do you think she truly cares for you? She is just doing her duty as a good omega." He says, his tone condescending, patronizing.

"She is more than her designation." Vi responds through clenched teeth. "She's loyal, strong, determined, intelligent. I may not have known her for long, but I know enough to know that she is the strongest woman I have ever met." She says, her body tense, ready to punch a hole in the wall.

Silco seems to consider her words, his brows furrowed slightly, his head tilted to the side. Vi takes it as a sign that maybe she has gotten through to him.

"You haven't even mated her yet. How do you know she is so great? She's been groomed from birth to be the perfect soldier. She's loyal only to duty. You are setting yourself up to be just another one of her pawns." He responds, his tone still calm, almost as if they are discussing the weather.

Vi feels her blood run cold from what Silco is implying. He's questioning Vi's judgement and Vi will not let him.

"Caitlyn is more than a good little soldier." She says, her voice steady despite her anger. "I know more about Caitlyn in the few hours I spent with her than I've learned about anyone in my entire life. She's more than her duty, that much I promise you."

Silco watches Vi carefully, studying her face, her body, her demeanor. He's looking for some kind of weak point, a crack in Vi's armor. But Vi has never let him see her weak, and this is no exception.

"You know what I see?" He says, the corner of his smirk barely visible.

Vi's eyes narrow as she listens to him. She knows better than to give him a response. Silco will try to twist whatever she says into anything but what she means.

"...What do you see?" She asks, despite better judgement.

Silco's smirk grows, and Vi regrets replying.

"I see a fool. I see a woman who is falling in love with a stranger, simply because she believes she has been given no choice. Caitlyn Kiramman is a tool, Vi, and you are letting her use you."

Vi can feel the anger building in her chest. It's taking every ounce of her self control to remain where she is, and not knock that smirk clean off of Silco's face.

"Get out." She says, her voice low. "You're done here. Leave now before I make you leave."

Silco gets to his feet, his hands up in a gesture of surrender. But the smirk never wavers.

"I only hope your foolish emotions don't prove detrimental to our operations. If you aren't careful, this city will burn. And I'll be the one putting it out." He says, before pushing past Vi and out the door.

Vi stares after him, shaking with the urge to put her fist through a wall.

With Silco finally gone, vi closes and locks her door. Almost running back to her bed and checking her phone. She didn’t want Caitlyn to think she forgot about her or was ignoring her.

Caitlyn had been slowly starting to drift off to sleep, having assumed for better or worse Vi wouldn't message back that night. But her phone buzzing by her head pulled her from sleeping.

She glances down at the screen, her heart skipping a beat when she sees a message from Vi. Her own message had been sent almost an hour ago. She feels guilty for feeling relieved to see Vi's name, but she's glad Vi didn't just abandon her.

“Sorry I had to leave you hanging. Silco, my right hand man showed up outta nowhere and would absolutely not leave. I swear, if he wasn't such a good right hand man I'd probably rip his head off his shoulders.
Please tell me I didn't make you wait too long.”

Vi sets her phone in the charger next to the bed, hoping Caitlyn isn't upset. Part of herself feels like she might deserve Caitlyn giving her a cold shoulder, not that she'd ever admit that out loud.

Caitlyn's heart hammers against her chest as she reads Vi's message. She feels bad that Vi feels bad.

“Don't worry. Not your fault Silco sounds like an ass. We'll meet up tomorrow, right?”

She sends her response hoping it doesn't sound too cold. She doesn't want Vi thinking that she's holding it against her.

Vi feels a wave of relief roll over her as she receives Caitlyn's response. She lets out a slow, deep breath before replying.

“Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow. I almost forgot we have that meeting with your father so we can plan the wedding.” She types before sending it, then quickly adding a follow-up response to keep from seeming like she wanted to end the conversation.

“I think I have to bring Silco.”

Caitlyn feels a spark of irritation in her chest at the mention of Silco. But she tries her best not to let it influence her message.

“We just have to keep our cool around him.” she responds reluctantly. She doesn't want Silco anywhere near the wedding planning, after the things Vi’s told her about him.

Vi feels the same reluctance run through her body. She doesn't want Silco anywhere near their wedding either.

“I know, it’ll be annoying as hell for him to be there.” She responds, hoping Caitlyn isn't upset with her.

She thinks about asking Caitlyn about her heat, curious if it ever went away or if it's going to make tomorrow hard. She's torn between wanting the heat to be over and wanting it to stay, just a little longer.

As Caitlyn reads Vi's response, she can't help but let out a small chuckle. Despite everything that's happening, despite the fact that she's going through her heat and she can't get Vi's voice out of her head, it still makes her smile.

“And as for tomorrow don’t worry. I'll keep my hands to myself;).” She responds, a small smirk pulling at the corner of her lips as she types another message.

“Unless I can find a way to get us alone. Then I'm not promising anything.”

After reading Caitlyn's last response Vi lets out a small groan, feeling her inner alpha growl at the thought of Caitlyn taking matters into her own hands to get them alone.

“I'm gonna spend the night imagining you trying to sneak away.” She types back, her body getting hot from the very thought.

“I’m almost tempted to sneak into your room myself.” She adds before she can chicken out.

Caitlyn feels her body react to Vi's words. She wants Vi in her bed, wants to feel Vi's hands on her body. But she has to keep her head clear and stop thinking with her instincts.

“Don’t tease me, alpha.” She responds. “That's not fair while I'm going through my heat. I can't be expected to stay sane when you're saying things like that.”

Vi can't hold back a small growl from seeing Caitlyn call her an “alpha”. It makes her inner alpha preen with pride, knowing that her omega is recognizing her. She's getting harder with every message, her instincts begging to be obeyed.

“Maybe I don't want you to stay sane. Maybe I wanna drive you crazy… make you want me.”

Caitlyn's breath quickens when she reads Vi's words. She can imagine that Vi is saying it right in her ear, like she did earlier.

“If you do that, and then show up here, I can promise you I won't be able to keep myself back. Especially if you keep talking like that. My body reacts to that alpha voice of yours.”

Vi feels her inner alpha growl from reading that she reacts to Vi’s voice. It thrills her to know that she has an effect on the omega.

“Tell me more about it.” She responds. “Does it make you wet? Does it make your body ache with desire? Do you get more desperate for me?”

Caitlyn's fingers tremble as she types her response. She feels herself getting aroused again, her body burning for release, needing to be pleasured.

“Oh god yes, it makes me wet. I'm aching just from hearing your voice. My body is begging me to find you and give into the heat, let you take me. I'm doing everything I can to stop myself from sneaking out of my room and into my car, on my way to wherever you are.”

Vi is torn between asking Caitlyn to come to her or asking to go to Caitlyn, her instincts yelling at her to go to her omega and claim her. Only her inner alpha's drive to protect and obey her omega is keeping Vi from hopping in her car that second.

“How badly do you want me to come to you?” She asks, her voice trembling from the desire coursing through her body. Her inner alpha is demanding to feel the touch of her omega.

Caitlyn can feel her need growing by the minute. She's craving Vi's touch so desperately that she feels she might lose her mind from it.

“So badly, so badly I can’t wait. I don't know how much longer I can hold myself back.” She responds. “I don't want to keep fighting my heat for you, I just want to give in for you. I want you to help me through it, please alpha.”

Vi's resolve breaks. Her body is screaming for her to go to her omega. She grabs her keys and throws her jacket on before responding to the message.

“Don't hold yourself back. I'm coming to you, my omega. Just give in to your heat. I'll take care of you.”

Reading Vi’s words is enough to melt Caitlyn’s last ounce of restraint. She lets her body take over, her need completely taking control.

“Come quick, alpha. I need you. I need you so badly.”
She can feel her body shaking with the need for Vi.

Vi doesn’t hesitate to run to her car. It takes all her control not to do quadruple the speed limits as she drives through the city and out to the Kiramman estate. Her body is on edge, her inner alpha screaming at Vi to go faster.

She’s never wanted something so desperately in her life. She's never felt this drive to protect, to claim, and to care for an omega before.

And it has her heart hammering in her chest and her entire body shaking from the urge to get to Caitlyn asap.

Vi comes to a screeching halt in a block away from the estate. She doesn’t even bother locking the car, leaving the doors unlocked as she jumps out and jogs to the Kiramman estate.

She almost breaks open Caitlyn’s bedroom window trying to get inside. She can barely contain the growl that’s threatening to break through, a warning to tell everyone inside that she’s here for her omega.

She hops through the fifth story window dropping into Caitlyn’s bedroom. The entire room had a thick scent of Caitlyn and her heat.

As soon as she laid eyes on Caitlyn in her bed, she knew she was fucked. Her eyes went dark with desire. Caitlyn lays in the middle of the bed, completely naked and a hand between her legs in an effort to find some sort of temporary relief.

She watches Vi approach her through lidded eyes, she spreads her legs further as if to invite Vi to take what’s hers.

Vi doesn’t think before she pounces, crawling on top of Caitlyn and catching her lips in a passionate kiss. Her hands roam Caitlyn’s curves, the heat and desire she’s craving flowing through her.

“Mine,” is the low growl Vi lets out as her mouth moves from Caitlyn’s lips to her neck.

Caitlyn grips Vi’s jacket, feeling a hunger, a need to have Vi. She lets out a small whine as she feels Vi’s teeth against her skin, desperate for Vi to mark her.

Vi's breaths are coming in heavy and fast, struggling to keep her instincts in check enough to keep from lunging at Caitlyn and mating her in the first five seconds. She quickly pulls off her shirt.

Caitlyn is already panting from her heat, and having Vi right in front of her isn't helping. She can smell Vi's alpha, and it makes her ache with need. She feels herself getting hot from Vi's gaze alone.

As soon as Vi’s shirt hits the floor, Vi makes the first move. She steps closer, her eyes still dark with desire and her body shaking from the control it's taking to avoid lunging.

“Tell me this is what you want.” She says, her voice a low rumble.

Caitlyn's breath comes in heavy pants, her body shaking from the heat that's coursing through her. She wants Vi, wants to belong to this alpha whose body is begging to claim and claim and claim.

“It's all I want. I want you, alpha, more than I've ever wanted anything in my life.” She responds, desperate to find some relief from her heat.

Vi's control snaps, the alpha instincts fully taking over as she practically throws herself onto Caitlyn. Her hand is in her hair, roughly pulling Caitlyn in for an desperate and hungry kiss.

Her other hand grips Caitlyn's hip, needing to feel her. She groans into the kiss, wanting to claim and take and protect and keep. She needs to protect and claim and keep. Keep Caitlyn safe. Keep Caitlyn hers. Vi breaks the kiss to kiss down Caitlyn’s neck, her teeth grazing over the sensitive skin as she rids whatever clothes she has on.

Vi’s cock is hard and throbbing and leaking pre cum, it’s begging for release.

Caitlyn moans when she feels Vi’s teeth graze her neck, oh how badly she wanted Vi to sink her teeth in and claim her. She wraps an arm around Vi’s neck, desperate for more contact. She wraps her legs around Vi’s waist, grinding against her.

One of her hands is in Vi’s hair, her fingers clenching when Vi kisses an especially sensitive part of her neck. Her entire body is aching for Vi, she can’t hold back any longer.

Vi can’t focus, Caitlyn’s hot, wet heat is pressed against her and making her go crazier than she ever has before. Her eyes go dark as she kisses up to her ear.

“I can't hold back anymore, omega,” she says, her voice a possessive growl. “Are you ready for me?”

Caitlyn feels drunk from Vi’s alpha voice in her ear. She can’t think straight anymore, the only thought going through her head Is “need alpha, need alpha, need alpha”.

“Oh god, Vi, I've never been more ready for anything in my life. Please, alpha, please, I need you so badly—“

Caitlyn writhes on the silk sheets, her nude body flushed and glistening with sweat. She arches her back, her breasts heaving as she pants for breath. Her pussy throbs with need, dripping onto the luxurious fabric beneath her.

As Vi enters her, Caitlyn's back arches even further, her nails digging into the sheets as she tries to pull Vi deeper inside her. She whimpers and begs, "More... alpha... more... please... it's not enough... it's never enough..."

Vi's strong arms wrap around Caitlyn's waist, lifting her up slightly as she thrusts harder and deeper, hitting Caitlyn's most sensitive spots. Caitlyn's legs wrap around Vi's waist, her heels digging into Vi's backside as she urges her on. "Yes..."

Caitlyn's eyes roll back as Vi's cock plunges relentlessly into her depths, each powerful thrust sending shocks of pleasure through her body. She tangles a hand in Vi's hair, tugging urgently. “Gods, Vi! Your cock... it's hitting all the right places. I'm...”

As Caitlyn's words trail off into a desperate whine, Vi's knot begins to swell inside her. Caitlyn's inner walls convulse around the knot, trying to pull it deeper inside her. "Vi... it's swelling..."

Vi pants in Caitlyn’s ear as her cock gets harder and harder the more she pounds Caitlyn’s pussy.

“I couldn’t wait until our wedding, I needed you now.” vi admits

Caitlyn's breath hitches as her hips jerk forward in a futile attempt to take more of the throbbing flesh. She turns her head to capture Vi's lips in a searing kiss, her tongue delving deep. "Mmmph..."

Breaking the kiss, Caitlyn gazes into Vi's eyes with blatant need, her body trembling with impending orgasm. She grinds down against Vi as much as her trapped position allows. "Oh gods, Vi... I'm so close... Fuck me through it!"

Vi wraps her fingers around Caitlyn's throat possessively as she starts pounding into her harder, faster. The sound of their bodies meeting fills the room as Caitlyn's whimpers and moans mix with Vi's authoritative grunts. "Take it, princess ..."

With a scream, Caitlyn's orgasm rips through her, her pussy clenching desperately around Vi's knot as it slips in and she comes hard. Her body shakes and trembles, her vision blurring as she's overwhelmed by the intense pleasure. "V-VI! FUCK! OH GODS!"

“CAITLYN…FUCK FUCK I’M CUMMING INSIDE OF YOU” Vi screams as her and Caitlyn cum together. Vi’s knot keeping them locked together, not letting even a drop escape.

As Vi's orgasm hits, Caitlyn feels a flood of warm, thick seed filling her up, the knot keeping it all trapped inside her. She collapses, panting heavily as she tries to process the intensity of their combined climax. "Holy...shit...Vi...you...fuck..."

Vi holds Caitlyn tightly, her face buried in the crook of Caitlyn's neck as they both try to catch their breath. Their hearts race in sync, bodies still joined by Vi's knot. After a moment, Vi speaks, her voice muffled against Caitlyn's skin.

“I couldn’t wait for the wedding Caitlyn, I’m sorry. I needed you so badly” Vi admits.

Caitlyn's breath hitches at Vi's apology, her hand gently stroking Vi's hair as she tries to calm her down. She can feel the warmth of Vi's seed inside her, a constant reminder of their forbidden encounter.

Caitlyn shifts slightly, testing the knot that still keeps them locked together. She cups Vi's face in her hands, staring into her eyes with warmth and tenderness. "Shhh... don't be sorry. Was it wrong and should we have waited? Yes. But... I wanted it too. I wanted you too."

Vi's eyes fill with relief and happiness as she hears Caitlyn's words. She leans into her touch, her own hands roaming over Caitlyn's body possessively. The two of them stay like that for a long moment, just holding each other and enjoying the intimate connection.

As they stay entwined, Vi's knot slowly begins to shrink, but it's clear that they're still stuck together. Caitlyn looks down at their joined hips, a thought occurring to her. "Vi..."

Vi looks at Caitlyn, damn she could get lost in her eyes. The longer she looks at Caitlyn the more she forgets why she detested the arranged marriage in the first place.

“What is it princess?”

Caitlyn bites her lip nervously, glancing between their bodies before meeting Vi's eyes with a mischievous gleam. "Since we already have into our instincts and… desires, what do you say we make the most of it? Round two?"

A predatory smirk spreads across Vi's face at Caitlyn's suggestion. She tightens her grip on Caitlyn's waist, pulling her even closer. "Should I be worried about your insatiable appetite, princess?" Her hips move slightly, testing Caitlyn's readiness once more.

Caitlyn chuckles, feeling a thrill run through her at Vi's possessive tone. "Only for you, Vi. You're the only one who can satisfy me." She reaches up to kiss Vi, their lips meeting in a deep, passionate kiss as Caitlyn wraps her legs around Vi's waist.

As if in one fluid motion, Caitlyn flips their positions. Now Vi is laying on the bed looking up at her, and Caitlyn is straddling Vi.

Vi finds herself looking up at Caitlyn, her arms wrapping around Caitlyn's waist possessively. She smirks mischievously, enjoying the reversal of their positions. "Now who's in charge?"

Caitlyn leans down, her hands braced on either side of Vi's head as she gazes into her eyes. "I am," she says confidently, before capturing Vi's mouth in another searing kiss. "And I'm going to make sure you remember it."

There she was, Caitlyn Kiramman the commander of the enforcers. Even in bed she beckons Vi’s obedience.

Caitlyn breaks the kiss to trail open-mouthed kisses down Vi's neck, her fingers intertwining with Vi's hands above her head. She looks up at Vi through her lashes, a mischievous glint in her eye.

She lets out a whisper of pleasure as Vi's cock throbs inside her. "Oh, you feel so good... but can you keep quiet while I ride you?" She leans down to whisper in Vi's ear, rocking her hips a bit faster.

The enforcer commander begins to ride Vi with slow, deliberate movements, swiveling her hips in a way that makes Vi's eyes roll back in ecstasy. She keeps Vi's hands trapped above her head, using the leverage to grind down harder on each thrust.

Caitlyn increases the pace, knowing Vi's sensitivity after a recent orgasm. Her head falls back, a moan escaping her lips as Caitlyn rides Vi's cock. "Your knot... I feel it forming again already..." She grinds down especially hard, making Vi gasp "Just like that..."

Vi's breath hitches as Caitlyn's words send a jolt of excitement through her. She lifts her hips, meeting Caitlyn's thrusts with her own. Her voice comes out strained and needy. "F-fuck, Caitlyn... I'm so close again already..."

She feels Vi's knot starting to swell more and more. She moans, "Not yet, not yet..." She tries to slow her hips, but Vi's bucking beneath her makes it impossible. Vi's knot is steadily nudging at her entrance begging for entry. "Vi..."

Vi can't hold back any longer, the feeling of Caitlyn's tight pussy and her own swelling knot becoming too much to bear. With a loud grunt, she thrusts up hard, her knot popping past Caitlyn's entrance and locking into place. "Fuck, fuck, FUCK!"

“FUCK CAITLYN, FUCK YOU’RE MILKING MY COCK.” Vi screams as she fills her womb and pussy with hot cum.

Caitlyn lets out a deep, almost guttural moan as Vi's knot locks into place, filling her completely.

“FUCK VI THATS IT, GIVE ME YOUR FUCKING CUM.”

They both ride out their orgasms, cumming harder than they ever have. She collapses forward, her body trembling with pleasure and slight discomfort from the size of Vi's knot.* "God, Vi... you're so fucking deep."

Caitlyn continues to wiggle and squirm slightly, enjoying the feeling of Vi being so deep inside her. Her voice comes out breathy and satisfied. "Just... stay still for a moment... your knot... it's so big..."

Vi tries to comply, but every tiny movement makes her knot shift inside Caitlyn, causing her to whimper and cling to Vi even tighter. After a few minutes, Vi's knot starts to slowly shrink, but it's still too large to pull out.

Vi lays them on their sides. Still connected, still locked together. As they lay there admiring each other, they eventually drift off to sleep, still clinging to each other.