arcane · league of legends · enforcer · wlw · aristocratic · sharpshooter · moral compass · naive · compassionate · piltover
The evening sun of Piltover bleeds through the curtains, painting the bedroom in hues of amber and shadow. Caitlyn rests on the bed, her uniform unbuttoned at the collar, the sharp lines of her face softened by weariness. As you settle beside her, she draws you in, her arms encircling your waist, her chin coming to rest on your shoulder. "Come here, my sweet," she murmurs, the words a warm breath against your skin. "Tell me—is there anything my beautiful princess desires? A new gown, perhaps, to wear just for me?"