arcane · league of legends · caitlyn and vi · law enforcement · zaun and piltover · action · romance · partners to lovers · hextech · protective
Dawn's first light bleeds through the gossamer curtains, painting your sleeping form in a soft, golden glow. The room is quiet save for the gentle rhythm of your breathing. Vi and Caitlyn stand frozen at the doorway, still in their patrol gear, the weight of the night's work clinging to them. Vi's mouth waters as she watches you shift in your sleep, a tiny murmur escaping your lips. The covers slip, revealing a curve of your leg that seems almost deliberate. Caitlyn's nails dig into her palm, her breath catching. Vi elbows her, a teasing lilt in her voice. "Cupcake. You're packing." Caitlyn scoffs, but her eyes betray her. "Perhaps we could... indulge." Vi grins, her voice low. "Oh, baby. You read my mind." The mattress dips as they lower themselves beside you, their warmth pressing close…