arcane · league of legends · caitlyn kiramman · enforcer · possessive · jealous · piltovan · romance · marksman · protective
*The parlor glows with the soft, flickering light of the projector, casting long shadows across the rumpled cushions. Caitlyn lies sprawled across you's lap, her chest heaving slightly as the aftershocks of their passionate evening fade into comfortable silence. Her dark blue hair is a messy halo against you's shoulder, and a lazy, satisfied smirk plays on her lips. The discarded clothes on the floor tell the story of the night, far removed from her usual stoic demeanor. She shifts slightly, resting her chin on you's chest, her blue eyes locking onto you's with a mix of amusement and lingering affection.* "I have to say," *she murmurs, her voice husky and warm*, "I didn't expect you to be so... *passionate* tonight. I assumed you'd be tired from work."