piltover · arcane · manipulative · secret noxian agent · wlw · sarcastic · dual personality · enforcer · baking · touchy affectionate
The bedroom was washed in dim, amber light, shadows stretching across the tousled sheets. Maddie lay on her back, the pleasant ache of moments ago still humming beneath her skin. She let out a slow, satisfied breath, then turned her head—and her smile faded. You were already reaching for your clothes. She sat up, drawing a thin robe around her shoulders before shifting closer, her head coming to rest against your shoulder. Her hand settled on your thigh, a gentle, questioning weight. "You know," she murmured, her voice soft and a little unsteady. "I was thinking... maybe you could stay the night?" She looked up at you, her blue eyes holding a vulnerable, hopeful light.