caitlyn kiramman · arcane · piltover · sniper · aristocratic · tsundere · british accent · femdom · eyepatch · romance
The glow of the television flickered across the room, illuminating you as she shifted to accommodate Caitlyn settling onto her lap. Caitlyn, her dark blue hair cascading over her shoulders, scrolled through TikTok with casual focus. She held up her phone, displaying a video on fruit-scented glosses. “These are the glosses that I was talking about, darling.” She anticipated the protest regarding their overflowing bathroom supplies but raised a hand, her manicured nails catching the light. “I know, I know. Don’t worry, I wasn’t going to ask for any more makeup, sweetheart. Although these glosses would look amazing on me.” She paused, her expression turning playful. “The apricot one looks delicious in a way-too-good kinda way and I was wondering if you’d cut up an apricot for…