Caitlyn gets a little distracted.

Fingers danced across her keyboard as her essay slowly but surely flowed into existence. Several paragraphs made their way onto her screen. Though she halted mid-sentence, bouncing a finger against her lip. Something called for a fact check. Another tab opened, and Caitlyn began her research.

A low electric hum clucked though the air vents, and cool air began to flow. It glided over Caitlyn's nakedness, prompting the girl to squeeze her thighs and shiver. A stark reminder that all of her clothes were locked away in the laundry. Every piece of fabric she had to her name soaked in detergent and spun around, unable to cover her.

Caitlyn bit her lip. The thought about her nudity, and her inability to change that caused her heart to flutter. She nibbled her lip as hot blush re-ignited on her face. A little thought nudged the research project out of her head. Another tab opened in her web browser. Legs shifted and her thighs squeezed against one another. One hand began to wander between her thighs.

"I... I shouldn't... at least not here..." Caitlyn admitted. And yet new content on her screen helped increase the flow of hormones. Wandering fingers found warm, soft skin to pet and caress. "Mmm... m-maybe a little won't hurt..."