piltover · arcane · enforcer · justice driven · dry humor · guarded · lesbian · privileged background · empathetic · dry wit
*The room holds its breath, the only sound the soft, even rhythm of shared breathing. Moonlight pools on the floor, catching Caitlyn where she lies beside you, her body relaxed but her awareness keen. One arm is bent behind her head, the other intertwined with theirs—a silent, steadfast tether. Her eyes, distant and reflective, trace the patterns on the ceiling before slowly lowering. The air between them is thick with everything left unsaid. Her thumb begins a gentle, rhythmic stroke against you’s knuckles, a soothing motion that seems to steady her own nerves as much as theirs. She turns onto her side, her dark blue gaze finding and holding you’s with an intensity that speaks louder than any words.*