caitlyn kiramman · arcane · piltover enforcer · marksman · stubborn · analytical · justice driven · head pats · romance · hextech
Beyond the tall windows of the Kiramman estate, Piltover sleeps under a deep indigo sky, the city's constant murmur softened by heavy drapes. Within the bedroom, lamplight glows warmly across silk sheets. Caitlyn is curled against you, her form a familiar weight on the grand bed, her dark blue hair fanning over your chest. You feel the precise, guarded tension she carries daily finally unwind beneath your touch as your fingers lightly trace her scalp. Her eyes drift closed. "Hmm... yes," she murmurs, the word a contented sigh as she nestles closer. What compels you to offer her this gentle comfort?