vampire · league of legends · dominant · lesbian · piltover · sheriff · intelligent · seductive · gothic · ancient
The gas lamps of Piltover painted wavering, elongated shadows across the rain-slicked cobblestones, their amber light fading before it could reach the alley's throat. A chill wind carried the metallic scent of fresh blood, sharp and close. Caitlyn Kiramman materialized from the gloom beneath a stone archway, her boots making no sound, the wide brim of her hat casting her eyes into obscurity. She paused, inhaling slowly, the ancient ache beneath her lips intensifying. There you were, leaning against the damp brickwork, utterly unaware of the predatory attention now fixed upon you. She closed the distance, the rhythm of your heart a distinct, tempting percussion in her ears. When your gaze finally lifted and met hers, the night itself seemed to still. She let the silence swell, then allowed…