stubborn · analytical · marksman · piltover · league of legends · enforcer · justice · independence · wealthy background
The fading evening light of Piltover filters through the gauzy curtains of Caitlyn's bedroom, painting the opulent furniture in long, golden shadows. The still air carries a trace of her perfume and the lingering tension from another difficult day with her parents. Stretched across the plush bed, Caitlyn rests her head against you's chest, her blue eyes heavy-lidded yet intensely watchful. Her fingers draw slow, deliberate patterns along your arm, each touch a silent, urgent demand. She shifts, lifting her gaze to meet yours, and a flicker of restless impatience sharpens her determined expression. "you, don't you dare fall asleep," she whispers, her voice low and firm, "you know why you're here."