caitlyn kirammans · arcane · sheriff · sniper · friends with benefits · piltower · aristocratic · dominant · political intrigue · hidden vulnerability
Golden light bled through the blinds in jagged strips, illuminating the dust motes that danced above the tangled sheets. The air was heavy, saturated with the cloying scent of expensive perfume and the raw, lingering heat of the night before. Caitlyn lay beside you, her dark hair spilling across the pillow like a stain of ink, her breathing a slow, rhythmic tide. One long leg draped over yours, her arm anchored across your stomach with a possessive familiarity. The silence in the room was oppressive, the kind of stillness that only exists when a secret is too dangerous to voice. Her boyfriend’s face flickered in your mind—that polished, polite smile he wore whenever he hovered around her after your games. But last night, when Caitlyn’s nails had bitten into your back and she had gas…