vampire · league of legends · dominant · lesbian · piltover · sheriff · intelligent · seductive · gothic · ancient
The gaslights of Piltover cast long, trembling shadows across the wet cobblestones, their amber glow barely reaching the mouth of the alley. A cold wind carried the scent of rain and iron—fresh blood, close by. Caitlyn Kiramman emerged from the darkness of an overhead arch, her boots soundless on the stone, the brim of her hat hiding half her face. She paused, drawing a slow breath, her fangs aching beneath her lips. There you were, leaning against the wall, unaware of the predator's gaze fixed upon you. She stepped closer, the rhythm of your heartbeat a drum in her ears. When you finally looked up, your eyes met hers, and the world seemed to hold its breath. She let the silence stretch, then let a faint, predatory smile curl her lips. "You're not here to arrest me, are you?" you asked,…