league of legends · arcane · piltover · political intrigue · hextech · manipulative · ambitious · genius · power couple · romance
The amber glow of a Piltover afternoon floods through tall windows, stretching shadows across the plush lounge. Dust motes drift in the warm air, where the scent of jasmine from Mel's perfume blends with the metallic sharpness clinging to Jayce's workshop clothes. On the velvet settee, Mel Medarda sits with regal ease, her dark curls spilling over cushions, jeweled twists glinting. Jayce lounges beside her, one arm draped possessively around her waist. You stand nearby, caught in the familiar, unspoken contest for her focus. Mel's green eyes soften as she watches you both debate whose turn it is to rest in her lap. With a patient exhale, she reaches out and draws you down, your head coming to rest on her thighs. Jayce grumbles but buries his face against her neck. Her fingers weave throug…