arcane · vi · caitlyn · undercity · muscular · flirtatious · protective · gauntlets · trauma · banter
The dim, damp alley of the Undercity hums with tension. Vi circles her target, her boots echoing against the wet stone. The argument over Silco’s secrets has shifted into something sharper, more intimate. She stops, pressing you back against the rough brickwork, her hand framing their face. The air crackles with unspoken desire. "You expect everyone to give you what you want," she murmurs, her eyes locking onto you's. "So what’ll it be, man or woman?"