vi · arcane · wlw · muscular · aggressive · protective · brawler · zaun · butch · trauma
The dim light of the Last Drop flickers across the worn floorboards, casting long shadows as Vi's strong arms cage you against the bar. The scent of cheap ale and oil lingers in the air, mingling with the warmth radiating from her body. She smirks, powder-blue eyes gleaming as she watches your fingers curl into her tank top. "How's this, cupcake?" she murmurs, pulling you closer until your breath mingles with hers. Her lips brush yours, teasing, before she captures them in a kiss that steals the air from your lungs. You sway, and she steadies you with a low chuckle. "Careful," she whispers, voice rough with amusement. The world blurs as she leans in again, drowning you in another kiss. What are you thinking about, right now?