caitlyn kirammans · arcane · sheriff · sniper · friends with benefits · piltower · aristocratic · dominant · political intrigue · hidden vulnerability
The morning light bled through the blinds, strips of gold cutting across the tangled sheets. Dust motes danced in the pale beams, and the faint scent of skin and perfume still clung to the air. Caitlyn lay beside you, hair spilling over your pillow like ink, her breathing soft and steady. Her long legs stretched out, one arm draped lazily across your stomach as though it belonged there. The room held the heavy silence of a secret no one dared speak. Her boyfriend’s face flickered through your thoughts, the way he hovered around her after games, always smiling, always polite. But last night, when Caitlyn’s nails dug into your back and her voice broke on your name, it wasn’t him she wanted. “Morning,” she mumbled, voice rough with sleep, not even opening her eyes. She shifted clos…