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Caitlyn x (You) Kinktober Day 2 Arcane - kidnapping, maybe a bit yandere ish in nature but Caitlyn taking a moment to break all the rules in order to get a moment with her most favorite person.

Hope you guys like it! It's really just an idea that I couldn't help but type out so hopefully someone likes it. Follow to keep tune with me in this first Kinktober I've ever participated in! Also even after the month I'll be writing things based on this prompt list so follow for more stories hehe!

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There's a dull pain throbbing at the back of your head. You groan softly, disoriented, eyes fluttering open slowly to reveal a darkened room surrounding you. Your brows immediately knit together as consciousness comes back to you, confusion settling on your features.

'What... had happened exactly?' You quietly think to yourself, looking down to your lap, a low grunt slipping from your lips as you stir a bit only to run into some restriction. The hard surface behind you is a pillar, bold and thick in stability even if the area seemed to be in a bit of a disarray. It's hard to really tell what's where exactly but you can see a chair.. tossed over onto the group, a pile of what was probably building supplies in a far off corner, and ...a figure.

You blink once, twice before scoffing softly. You attempt to throw up your arms in jest only for you to snag upon trying. You try a second time and just like that you come to another realization and this one revolves around the fact that your hands are bound behind this pillar and you. As the weight of this situation continues to settle in your groggy mind you chuckle.

"Alright, you got me, you got me .." you say. Your tone lightly humored even if in reality this could be dangerous. Who had even done this anyway? Gone out of their own way to apparently bonk you on the back of your head and drag you to some ...place. You're an officer as well, your suit fitted just to near perfection for your form however unlike usually when you look down at your chest to see your badge twinkle back at you, nothing greets you upon glancing. You blink owlishly, usually you kept it on your person at all costs and for once it seemed to actually be missing?

"Looking for something?" Speaks a shockingly familiar voice, one that all of the sudden make you feel ice cold. It's a voice that was usually filled with fiery determination when you heard it; drive, passion even though with the things you could recall there were moments occasionally when they seemed a little 'too in the clouds', pure but naive. You snap her head up, her name nearly a whisper that leaves your lips.

"Caitlyn?" You say softly to her.

Is this some sort of prank? A funny thing she had planned just for you in this place? Surely it had to be right? Maybe she had managed to break out of that shell of hers, made plans with your team from headquarters after talking to them some more like you had suggested when it came to 'working with others' and planted all this just go see the silky shocked look on your face. The woman had made a few jokes with you before in the line of duty, in those moments where you both were told to guard protected buildings or manage other little crimes around here, but this... If this was a joke surely you were missing something.

"Come ooon, where's the others?" You decide to add on some more, pushing to see what exactly was going through that head of hers.

She almost seems to stop, the dark figure lingering as if contemplating something to herself before taking slow steps forward. Each step seems louder than the last to you, your ears taking in each one, eyes staying glued to the darkness before she steps in the circle of light that shines down on you. There she is; that royal blue hair, those calculated eyes, those soft gentle features along her smooth skin. Your heart is... racing a little now. You attempt to make sense of this as you lurk forward only to remind you of the fact that you're bound to your spot. Hands tied behind the pillar, you recognize... your eyes sharpening as you quickly learn that there is so much more to this situation than you had immediately assumed upon waking.

"How are you feeling?" Comes that sweet voice again; light, careful as the woman stands before you, eyes casted down to take you in more now almost as if ..admiring her own handiwork.

"As good as I can feel with a numbing pain in my head." You retort sharply, that tongue of yours wishing you could keep this more humorous than it really is right now. For a moment you expect her to chuckle like she did from time to time and she does, the soft little sound filling the air as she looks over your state. "What's so funny? Are you going to untie me or what? Before whoever did this comes back?" You say now, the slight urgency seeping through your words because as funny as this would have been in any other situation for some reason a deep part of you knew something you didn't. It seemed to be taking this behavior far more seriously.

It's not ..normal, for her, it says in the depths of your brain, through many running thoughts that fill you.

You know it's right. Even as you gauge her responses now there's a look in her eyes at you don't remember seeing often, a darkened gaze that looks at you with a sense of rawness.

"Untie you? What?" She starts, trailing closer until she practically stood over your sat figure.

You don't get to see this angle often from anyone much less this woman who you've worked beside for so long now. You have to admit it makes something confusing stir in the very back of your brain, in your gut, like worms wriggling through moist, fertilized dirt. Hot, intricate, alluring?

She grows closer and for a moment you assume she'll just stop at your laid out legs, continue to speak while standing right there. Surely she won't get closer than she absolutely has to right?

Wrong.

She widens her step, one foot moving to now be standing on the outside of one of your ankles and you perk a little. The surprise grows as her other foot follows a similar motion, moving to do the same beside your other ankle and it leaves you staring up at her from a position you've never found yourself in with her. That previous humor that had been on your tongue shrinks, especially as both of your eyes connect and you find yourself staring into deep pools of brilliant blue.

"you ...don't want to let me go?" You say gently. You swallow after and you can't help but notice how tight your throat feels.

"That's a little naughty isn't it?" You add. A part of you still are not taking her seriously at all, cute little Caitlyn who always strived so far, smiled that friendly smile with those pretty lips, who cared so deeply it seemed for so many others... Well, maybe she had her reasons? It wasn't something you suggested surely, it could easily get lost in translation just like this was now, this nerve-wracking feeling building in your stomach almost felt like a warning right about now...

Maybe it was something about this place? You look around once more.. eyes slowly venturing away from her figure in order to scan the darkened area behind her once more. After scanning it only makes sense to turn your gaze away, the look around a bit further, you needed to get to the bottom of this after all right? Apparently not, after a couple of seconds of still silence you hadn't expected to suddenly be crowded in your spot.

She moves with a sort of smoothness that shakes you to your core. Caitlyn, your Caitlyn, kneels down and decides to politely place herself in your lap.

You actually jump, the hairs on the back of your neck standing, raising in alert like the rest of you and your eyes brighten as it feels as if a bolt of electricity hits you. She of course knows this reaction of yours is due to her doing the unexpected and she seems to admire it, like it more than she'd say immediately. She gently moves in to cup your cheeks, her palms warm against your skin .. soft against your cheeks and when she seems to light rub circles into your skin you feel tempted to let go then and there. To fall into whatever she has planned for you but you resist. She's returning your gaze right back to her and when you look at her again her brows are lightly furrowed even though there's an earthshaking gentleness in the smile that forms on her lips.

"A little." She says lightly and you're so scarily confused right about now, maybe a little aroused as well but that isn't the point. She's... Warm, distractingly so and for a moment you're glad you're bound knowing that if you weren't you would have probably moved your own hands without thinking about it. Reach out, gently caress her hips, her thighs, savor the warmth between the two of you.

"I thought you were a fan of naughty things?" She continues, her breath running over your lips and you get frustrated feeling a light warm start to color your cheeks. You remember saying a few things a couple times, never fully expecting anything out of it but times when others would converse, ask less than professional questions on one of those nights that called for a good beer. You said a couple things, words slurred but imagination vivid. Apparently your drunken jokes had not only been heard but also taken seriously, remembered. Your heart feels like it might just leap up your throat now.

"Caitlyn.." you say once more, tone more shaky than you intended for it to be.

"One moment.." she replies just as quickly and you hardly get a moment to respond. Next thing you know is her lips brushing against your own in a way that sends hot blood rushing through your very body. It's more than surprising, more than you ever fully expected from her but... She's so soft. Her lips moving to press against yours.

It shuts you up effectively, a soft gasp tumbling out of you at first but then a silence surrounds both of you as you really take in the feeling. A second passes, then two, and then a couple more but by that time the two of you seem to have built a slow, languid pattern. Somehow it feels like it lasts forever, as if you've been here for hours kissing her instead of being tied up. It feels like you've even done this before with her, interestingly familiar but it's not fully clicking in your head as to why. Everything goes blank; if you had things to say... They went unheard as both of your lips seem to fit lovingly against each other.

A beeping sound of some sort makes you both jump, the noise not alarmingly loud but loud enough to cut through the silence that had come over you again. It's a sound you know, an alert to tell guards where they were needed in most cases, to alert them of work and you attempt to stir again, shifting and Caitlyn holds you still for a second longer before pulling back with a lidded gaze in her eyes that made you feel like you were suddenly at risk of being devoured. She decides to answer though she takes her sweet time doing so and you blush deeply noticing how she herself was blushing as well.

It's a report of some sort, your higher up asking the force a question that reminds you of your situation like a ton of bricks. A report asking about missing guards, how the others were searching for them, you and calling others to come back and search once more before giving up. People died all the time down here after all, death was not a rarity. How long have you even been here, missing in action with your search party persisted? Not knowing the exact answer reminds you of the icy coldness in your gut that you had felt earlier.

You blink.. mouth lightly agape, Caitlyn smiles temporarily satisfied, before moving to stand back up. Slowly but surely until she could stand over you and fix her fit.

Here are a few examples of my art, in Jayce form :) I’m willing to do SFW or NSFW, so long as any harder kinks are cleared with me first. Feel free to DM or reply!

More arcane themed commissions! A self insert with the cult leader, both in cosmic form. Loved this one!

Arcane commissions open!! I draw our machine herald and moreee I made this one last week for a very kind person who wanted this for their friends bday <3 I honestly loved it so much and it's such a nice idea as a present! Or maybe you want something for valentines day coming up? ;)

Been itching for some dominating and overpowering with Sevika or Ambessa, giving Silco some head, receiving some from Caitlin or Vi, etc etc.