#ler!caitlyn

Caitlyn x Vi ft. Jayce

A/N: Found myself giggling at some failduo posts about Jayce and Vi, you know, the dumb & dumber jokes, girlfailure team, etc. etc. and voilá, hello new fic.

Summary: In a happily ever after AU, Jayce and Vi team up once again for the greater good. Of course things do not go as planned. (Also on AO3)

Word Count: 2.7K

"Hey... Jayce."

Jayce could feel Viktor's gentle hand on his shoulder. Having fallen asleep in the middle of work on an experiment, Jayce felt the touch was comfortable and soothing, and he welcomed it by leaning against him.

"Jayce. You have a visitor," Viktor muttered, shaking him slightly. Oh. Too bad. Jayce opened his eyes and felt displeased to see Vi standing before him, looking all smug.

"Morning pretty boy~" Jayce heard Viktor chuckle at this and he blushed a little.

"Vi? What do you want?" he asked, rubbing his eyes tiredly. Not the kindest way of a greeting, but he always knew that Vi was up to no good whenever she came to see him. She wasn't really the 'hi how are you' kind of fun and chatty type.

Warning: Spoilers for arcane, Caitvi/Violyn moments, mention of alcohol, ticklish fluff and light drama. It's too cute!

Summary: Vi and Cait had gone to a bar, and Cait downed two whiskey shots that sort of had her tipsy. A drunk cait is playful that even vi can't resist her. Caitlyn, for some reason, adores vi's freckles, which leads to cute new discoveries

Pls enjoy...

The dim glow of Zaun’s city lights flickered outside Vi’s apartment window, casting a faint green hue across the small room. It was late-too late -and Caitlyn Kiramman, the ever-dutiful Sheriff of Piltover, was anything but dignified at the moment. She sat cross-legged on Vi’s couch, her long coat discarded over the back of the chair, sleeves rolled up, and a sly, mischievous glint in her otherwise composed eyes.

She's drunk... Vi should've known better than to give her two whiskey mugshots... Vi was known to down 6 and still be sobered...

Vi leaned back on the couch, one arm draped lazily behind her head as she watched Caitlyn with suspicion. “You’ve got that look again, cupcake. What’s up?”

Caitlyn hummed thoughtfully, eyes fixed on Vi’s face. “I just noticed something interesting…”

Vi raised an eyebrow. Then smirked in her usual snug way, “What, that I’m way cooler than you?”

Caitlyn ignored the quip, leaning in closer with an annoyingly smug smile. “You have freckles.”

Vi blinked. “Uh, yeah? And? Everyone’s got freckles.”

“No, Vi,” Caitlyn said, her tone turning mockingly serious as she tucked a strand of dark hair behind her ear, “you don’t understand. You have freckles, and I never noticed before.”

Vi frowned, her nose scrunching up as Caitlyn’s words sank in. “...You’re weird. Seriously.”

Caitlyn chuckled, resting her elbow on her knee as she propped her chin up with one hand. “They’re cute. Like little constellations across your face.”

Vi’s ears turned pink. Perhapas drunk Cait has her way with getting Vi flustered someway “Did you really come here just to mess with me?”

Instead of answering, Caitlyn reached out with a fingertip and lightly tapped Vi’s nose. “One.”

Vi flinched, narrowing her eyes, not expecting her to be touched. “What’re you doing?”

“Counting,” Caitlyn replied cheerfully, hiccuping a cute hiccup that escaped her lips, tapping Vi’s cheekbone next. “Two.”

Vi swatted at her hand, but Caitlyn dodged effortlessly, her smirk growing. “Cupcake, I swear-”

“Three,” Caitlyn interrupted, tracing a gentle path across Vi’s cheek.

“Stohop it!” Vi huffed, twisting her face away as an involuntary giggle bubbled up. “Don’t-hah, Cait-!”

Caitlyn froze her finger still mid air in front of Vi's face, her smile turning triumphant. “Vi… did you just giggle?”

Vi’s face flushed darker, and she scowled defensively. “No. I didn’t.”

“You did.” Caitlyn leaned in closer, her tone far too pleased for Vi’s liking. Cait began to crawl towards Vi keeping her under her, “You’re ticklish, aren’t you?”

Vi sat up straighter, her glare fierce, though her lips twitched. “Try it, and I’ll punch you.”

“Oh, come now,” Caitlyn teased, her refined british voice dripping with amusement as she scooted closer. “You’re all bark and no bite.”

Before Vi could retaliate, Caitlyn’s fingers brushed along her jawline again, featherlight and deliberate. Vi immediately jerked back, snorting out an uncontrollable giggle.

“Quihit it, Cahait! I’m warning yohohou!”

Caitlyn grinned like a Cheshire cat. Oh, she was now a little sobered up, enjoying to full on tormenting Vi, “Oh, this is far too good to pass up.”

“Don’t you dare -!”

But Caitlyn dared. Her fingers trailed up under Vi’s chin and gently scratched at the sensitive skin, drawing a surprised squeak from the tough enforcer.

"C-Cait -stohohop! Eehhee! Eek!" Vi squirmed, her giggles and squeaks breaking free as she tried to bat Caitlyn's hands away. To think Vi's face could get this ticklish? Guess the make-up she forced on her, tickling her with a brush, should've been evidence enough.

“Four, five, six…” Caitlyn counted smugly, her precise fingers dancing along Vi’s jaw and neck. “I think I’ve stumbled upon your weakness, Vi.”

“I’ll toss you off the balcony! I swear!” Vi gasped between giggles, twisting away with little success. She didn't want to hurt Caitly, and also, she has to admit... this was fun...

Caitlyn chuckled softly, letting her fingers trail back to Vi’s cheek again before pausing dramatically. “Wait… do those freckles go under your arms too?”

Her fingers started to worm their way below Vi's shoulder.

Oh shit...

Vi froze, her wide eyes locking onto Caitlyn’s mischievous gaze. “Don’t-”

But Caitlyn lunged, her hands slipping under Vi’s arms with a precision only a sharpshooter could possess. Vi practically squealed with laughter, collapsing back against the couch as she kicked her legs wildly.

“CAIT -STOHOHOP! HAHAHA!”

Caitlyn grinned, her fingers expertly scribbling against the soft skin of Vi’s underarms. “Oh, Vi, you’re adorable. All that bravado, and here you are giggling like a little kid.”

“I am not! Hahaha! CAITLYN!” Vi’s tough demeanour crumbled completely as she dissolved into breathless, uncontrollable laughter. Tears prickled at the corners of her eyes as she tried to clamp her arms down, but Caitlyn was relentless.

“Seven, eight, nine…” Caitlyn counted teasingly, knowing she's not even trying to count now. Finally pulling back after what felt like an eternity, Caitlyn smiles proudly at her victory.

Vi flopped onto her side, clutching her aching sides and shooting Caitlun the dirtiest glare she could muster. "You... you are the wohohorst, " Vi panted, her cheeks flushed bright red like a cherry along with her complementing pink hair.

Caitlyn smirked, clearly proud of herself. “You’re smiling.”

Vi quickly schooled her expression, though the small grin tugging at her lips betrayed her. “Shut up.”

Caitlyn chuckled and leaned back, arms crossed. “Oh, relax. You needed a little humbling, Vi.”

“I’m tossing you off that balcony,” Vi muttered darkly, though her face still held the lingering remnants of her smile.

“I’d like to see you try.” Caitlyn winked, settling comfortably on the couch as Vi sat up and threw a pillow at her.

“You’re lucky I like you, Cupcake.” throws the pillow right at Cait's face.

She was momentarily startled and huffed an offensive pettish exhale.

“And you’re lucky I stopped at nine freckles,” Caitlyn replied with a smirk. “Maybe next time, I’ll count them all.”

Vi groaned, flopping back onto the couch dramatically. “Next time, I’m locking the door.”

Caitlyn just laughed softly, shaking her head. "No you won't... come time for some punishment... round two?"

Vi couldn't react fast enough when Cait began to look for more freckles on her collarbone.

Vi groaned, tugging at the ropes binding her wrists above her head. “Ugh, seriously? I break into one shady warehouse, and suddenly I’m someone’s hostage?”

The chair she was tied to creaked as she struggled, but the knots were frustratingly tight. She let out an annoyed sigh and rested her head back.

Then, soft footsteps echoed in the dimly lit room.

“Caitlyn?” Vi smirked as the familiar figure stepped into view, rifle slung over her back, a bemused expression on her face. “Took you long enough, Cupcake.”

Caitlyn crossed her arms, smirking as she took in the sight of Vi—ropes securing her arms above her head, legs tied to the chair, completely at her mercy.

“Well, well,” Caitlyn mused, tilting her head. “Looks like someone got herself into a bit of trouble.”

Vi rolled her eyes. “Yeah, yeah. You gonna untie me or just stand there looking pretty?”

Caitlyn hummed, stepping closer. “Oh, I’ll help you, alright,” she said smoothly, resting a hand on Vi’s side. “But… this is a rare sight. Big, tough Vi—completely helpless.”

Vi’s smirk faltered for half a second. Something about Caitlyn’s tone made her stomach flip. “Cupcake—”

Before she could finish, Caitlyn’s fingers lightly traced up her side.

Vi jolted. “Hey!”

Caitlyn’s smirk deepened. “Oh?” She did it again, letting her fingertips barely skim over Vi’s ribs.

Vi stiffened, lips pressing together. “Don’t.”

Caitlyn arched a brow. “Oh, I see now.” She dragged a single fingertip over Vi’s stomach, watching as her abs twitched. “Vi… are you ticklish?”

Vi clenched her jaw. “No.”

Caitlyn grinned. “Hmm. Let’s test that theory.”

Before Vi could protest, Caitlyn wiggled her fingers into Vi’s ribs.

Vi snapped. Her entire body jerked, a startled laugh breaking from her throat before she could stop it. “H-hey! C-Cupcake—!”

Caitlyn giggled, eyes gleaming with mischief. “Ohhh, this is adorable!” She pressed in a little harder, her fingers dancing up and down Vi’s sides, delighting in the way her tough, unshakable partner thrashed against the ropes.

“D-dammit, Cait—!” Vi yanked at the restraints, trying to twist away, but it was useless. Laughter spilled from her lips as Caitlyn’s fingers skittered over her ribs, under her arms, even squeezing at her stomach.

“Ihihi swear to the FIHIHIRST!” Vi cackled, her deep laughter bubbling out uncontrollably.

Caitlyn smirked. “Swear to the First? Oh, Vi, you sound desperate.” She slowed her pace, circling a finger along Vi’s stomach, making her flinch. “I could stop…”

Vi panted, catching her breath. “Y-yeah. You should.”

Caitlyn grinned. “But where’s the fun in that?”

And with that, she attacked again—this time digging into Vi’s hips, making her shriek.

“CAIT—!” Vi’s laughter turned frantic, her body twisting as much as the ropes would allow. “IHIHILL END YOU!”

Caitlyn just giggled. “Oh, will you?” She teased, moving her fingers back up to Vi’s underarms, making her dissolve into a mess of wild laughter.

“STOHOHOP! OKAHAHAY! I SUHUHUBMIT!” Vi howled, finally breaking.

Caitlyn paused, smirking as Vi sagged in the chair, panting. “See? That wasn’t so hard, was it?”

Vi glared at her, breathless. “You’re evil.”

Caitlyn hummed innocently. “Oh, I know.”

She finally reached for the ropes, undoing them. As soon as Vi was free, she rolled her shoulders, still catching her breath.

“Never speak of this again,” she muttered.

Caitlyn smirked, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear. “Oh, Vi…” She leaned in, her breath brushing against Vi’s ear.

“I’m never letting this go.”

Vi groaned. “You are the worst.”

But the way Caitlyn’s fingers brushed her wrist as they walked out? The way she kept sneaking little glances at Vi with that smug smile?

Yeah. Vi had a feeling Caitlyn was going to enjoy holding this over her.

Arcane arcane arcane... how you enchant me with these beautiful women! I actually watched because of Jinx, but now I'm here for Caitvi lol... omg wish we have more

Enjoyyyy

Summary: Caitlyn is desperate to get revenge on Vi for all the times she teased her. Vi's strength had become a problem as she could easily turn the tables. But cait doesn't give up.

Warning: tickles, cait x vi (romantic), slightly kissing and touching not too intense, fluff as heck, swearing

"V-Vihihihi stohohop ihit!"

Vi grins now, she continues to mercilessly scribble her fingers over Cait's bare sides. Vi always gets playful after sex cuddles. It's not the worst for Cait...

"Q-quhihit tickling me!"

Except THAT.

Vi let's off now, giggling, as she falls next to her, ignoring Cait's little swats and smacks over her shoulder, "Haha, you looked too cute, cupcake... I couldn't help it"

"Honestly... you're way too cocky"

Cait sighs in releif now, rolling her eyes. Vi always gets the best of her. There's no hope for her if they ever had a strength testing contest.

"Admit it... you loved every second of it"

Cait flicks her shoulder, "You're impossible..."

Vi sticks her tongue playfully, "And you're blushing"

Cait smirks, getting an idea "Well what if you were on the receiving end, Violet?"

Violet scoffs proudly, despite the slight uneasiness in her tone, she folds her arms confidently, "You do realise i can easily turn the tables on you,"

"True... but... you're ticklish too... right?" Cait pokes Vi's side, making Vi stiffen at the touch and that made her grab her wrist firmly, an amused smile playing on her lips, "Cupcake... dont start a fight you can't finish"

"I doubt you can-"

Before Cait could finish, Vi pounced right over her, now resuming the previous tickle attack against Cait, pinning one wrist above her head.

"Hahaa! V-Vihihi no fahahair!"

"Alls fair in love and tickles... haha give up already, cupcake" Vi continued to tickle her ribs with more persistence, enjoying how Cait's rare laughter echoes brightly through her Chambers.

Alright Vi is way too cocky. it's time to turn the tables. Cait grunts with effort.

"T-tahahake thahahat!"

"W-whoa hey!" Vi, surprised by the sudden force, gets tipped sideways, Cait used her height to push her down and immediately tickle her stomach, not bothered to give herself a break from the breathless laughter she had.

"Eheh! Cahahait, wahahait ahaha sehehecohohohond!" Vi's giggles bubbled from her throat. Her arms clamped down to her own sides defensively.

"Aha... so Ms. Zaun is actually ticklish... pretty interesting for someone who can't take what she dish " Cait said menacingly.

"Gahaha ok stop," barely five seconds, and Cait's wrists were stubbornly pushed away from Vi's stomach, now immobilising her activities.

"Damn it... y-you really -ahaha Vihihi! Seheheheriously!" Cait burst into cackles when Vi effectively tickled Cait's hips. She's using her worst spot against her, so dirty!

"Last chance to surrender, cupcake!" Vi could be evil if she wanted, Cait knew she should never get on her bad side.

"Cheheating!"

No, Cait won't lose...

"Well undercity doesn't have rules, sweetheart"

There's another way...

"Ugh, ahaha!" Vi heard Cait through her snickers, "fihihine y-yohohour fuhuhuneral!"

"What's wrong, Cait? Regretting your choi -eek! The heck...? S-stop kissing my neck like thahat... haha. " Vi wavered now, scrunching her shoulder protectively, but Cait grabbed her wrists this time, keeping them away.

Choked surprised contagious giggles stream, Cait almost got distracted by how cute they sound coming from Vi. Cait knew kissing Vi's neck makes her melt but also ticklish.

Vi squeaks, "Ahaha n-nohot thehere..."

"Gotcha..." Cait purrs, her wrists free, and for the finale, she launched her tickle attack right at Vi's armpits.

There's that spot.

"EEEK! NOHOHO!" Vi jolted instantly, a squeal escaping her lips as her hands moved to her own body crumbling in defense.

Cait paused, looking down at Vi, blushing a bright colour just like her hair.

Both stared, one in shocking embarassment, the other in amused adoration.

Cait coos, her fingers not tickling yet but keeping her in anticipation, "Vi... that was the most adorable squeal I ever heard..."

"I-I... I didn't..." Seeing Vi's distracted look, Cait lunged to get her sensitive pits again, making Vi shriek, almost knocking Cait off her hips, who was straddling her.

"Was it this spot that got you, Vi?"

"STOHOP! HAHA FUCK CAHAIT NO!" Vi couldn't believe she was being tickled. She does get tickled... but she wasn't helpless... she would let Cait get her back, but this was the first time she wasn't in control.

She couldn't control her limbs when tingly sparks keep distracting her. God she hated how gentle Cait was her fingers lightly tickling her under there.

"New spot unlocked... armpits," Cait noted almost to herself despite speaking it outloud.. Vi's strength left her when Cait persisted, tickling there, and she couldn't seem to stop Cait anymore.

Cait looks at her fondly, now caressing her cheek, "Thats what you get for being cocky... so cute..."

"N-nohoho dohoho not call me cuhuhuhute!"

"Aww, but you are, Violet..." kissing her neck more lightly now slowing down the tickles, her kisses softly pecking Vi's freckles which Cait adore so much (A/N: me too)

"H-hehe alright ahahalright you wihin" Vi's face red and flustered, her voice tired and soft. Cait stops now, satisfied that she managed to get Vi to surrender for once.

"Still think you can handle being tickled?" Poking Vi in the stomach making the other woman huff. Her cheeks puffed, "Fine fine... I admit. You can still beat me at something"

"Glad we got that right..." Cait smirks, now returning to lean to Vi, continuing her gentle tracing fingers over her shoulder. Vi sighs in wonder, "Mmm... you are menacing too, cupcake"

"My little lion..."

"Lion?" A genuine laugh escapes Vi when Cait said that, "that's weird..."

"But cute right?"

I'm more of a Powder x Ekko fan so imma write one that's in the Alternate universe. Sadly I kinda wish Caitlyn and Vi were alive too. Waaaa so sad. So I'm going to write my own thing hehe.

Like it or hate it, I don't care! I need my girls with Powder.

Warning: tickles, fluff, sweet sibling platonic love between Vi and Powder, Lesbians being lesbians, romantic cait x vi, AU! Vi and cait are alive, canon Powder x Ekko

Admit it!

(Ps. They are grown up ok? I got no older Powder older Vi AU pics)

The night began to draw in Piltover, Powder—humming softly while tinkering with one of her gadgets. Vi leaned against the wall, watching her sister work with a smirk that promised trouble. She recognized that device that Ekko once showed to Vi when it was still in progress and now Powder is finishing it.

Vi's older sister sense was tingling.

“So,” Vi started, arms crossed, “when are you gonna admit it?”

Powder glanced up, blinking in confusion seeing her sister across the room. “Admit what?”

“That you’ve got a thing for Ekko.”

The wrench in Powder’s hand clattered to the floor as her face turned bright red. “W-what?! No, I don’t!” she stammered, immediately reaching for another tool to busy herself.

Vi’s grin widened. Now casually resting her arms over the couch leaning back, “Oh, come on. You can’t fool me. I’m your big sister, remember? I know these things.”

Powder’s ears burned as she shot Vi a glare. She always knows.

“I don’t have feelings for Ekko, okay?! Now leave me alone!”

Vi stepped closer, her eyes twinkling with mischief. “Oh, you don’t, huh?”

Before Powder could protest, Vi lunged, her fingers attacking her sister’s sides. Powder let out a shriek, her laughter spilling out uncontrollably. “V-Vi! S-stop! Thahat’s not fahahair!”

“All’s fair in love and sibling wars!” Vi teased, her hands mercilessly finding all of Powder’s weak spots. Just like when they were kids. Vi always got powder.

Powder tried to squirm away, but Vi knew her too well. Her sides, ribs, and even the backs of her knees were no match for Vi’s relentless playful assault. Powder’s laughter echoed through the room.

“Oohohokay! OkaHAHAy! FIHIHINe! Mayehebe I likehe hihim a l-little!” Powder finally gasped between giggles. Now holding Vi's wrists weakly.

“Ha! Knew it!” Vi declared triumphantly, grinning down at her younger sister who was teary eyed in blissful mirth.

"Ack! Vihihi pleahahahase!" It doesn't stop her playful attack, making Powder whine through her titters and laughs.

However, before Vi could bask in her victory, a pair of hands shot out from behind her, tickling her ribs. Vi let out a surprised yelp, twisting around to see Caitlyn standing there, an amused smirk on her face.

Of course, Powder smirked, Vi is submissive to one person, and that is Caitlyn.

“Thought you could use a taste of your own medicine,” Caitlyn said with a teasing glint in her eyes, looming closer to her girlfriend.

“C-Cait?! Ihihi can ehehexplain!” Vi managed to choke out, her composure breaking as Caitlyn expertly tickled her sides.

"My sister-in-law should be avenged you know" Caitlyn smirked now using her swift agility to wrestle a giggly Vi beneath her.

Powder, seizing the opportunity, joined in, her laughter turning devilish. “Get her, Cait! She deserves it!”

"Ahahaha cohohohome ohohon! I was juhust-!"

Vi was helpless now as she shrieked, trapped between Caitlyn and Powder’s combined efforts. She fell to the floor, laughing uncontrollably, her usual tough demeanor completely shattered.

“Okahahahay! Mercy! I surrehehehender!” Vi wheezed, trying to push off four hands away but failing miserably.

Caitlyn finally relented, chuckling as she helped Vi sit up. Powder, still giggling, now giving a high-five to Caitlyn.

"Nice!"

Caitlyn winks, "When she gets full of herself, I'm here to tame her"

Vi groaned, folding her arms as she huffed from her position, "You guys are supposed to be on my side, you know?"

“That’s what you get for teasing me,” Powder said smugly.

Vi gave her sister a mock glare before breaking into a grin. “Fine, fine. But you’re still gonna tell Ekko how you feel, right?”

Caitlyn shakes her head with an eye roll, "Oh Violet..."

Powder groaned, burying her face in her hands. “Why are you like this?”

Vi shrugs, now gesturing to Caitlyn, "My cupcakes fault"

Caitlyn patted Vi’s shoulder, smiling warmly. “Your big sister isn't wrong.”

"Aww, you love me Cupcake -Gahaaa!" Vi let out a squeak when Caitlyn tackles her down, her tone strict but playful, "Oh Violet, guess it's round two for you"

Vi laughed, now unlikely of how she weakly tried to bat off Cait, "Cuhuhupcahake! Ihihi dihidnt mehehean to -Gya! Not there!"

"Uh oh, here too? Such a bad spot enforcer Vi"

"Aha! Nohohow, you're being mehEHEHEEANn, DEHEHEHAR SHEHERIFF EEHEHE!"

Amidst their laughter and wrestling, Powder smiled proudly, her mind consumed with their love, but also her thoughts flooded to Ekko. Maybe she would confess to him.

Warning: Arcane spoilers, which are after the war, caitvi/violyn moments, cute and tickles, implied with harsh but subtle Vi language 😄

Enjoyyyy

The large parlour in Caitlyn's family estate was pristine as always, with its polished wooden floors and heavy drapes framing tall windows. It was quiet—save for the occasional groan of frustration and a soft, muffled laugh.

"Alright, Vi. Again." Caitlyn stood poised and proper in the centre of the room, her hands on her hips and a look of gentle exasperation on her face.

Vi, on the other hand, looked far less refined. She stood a few feet away, slouched slightly with her hands shoved in her pockets, a scowl on her face as she glared at Caitlyn. "Again? Cupcake, I’ve already tripped over my own two feet like twelve times. Don’t you think I’ve suffered enough?"

Caitlyn suppressed a smile, her refined tone remaining firm. “You’re exaggerating. It was only four times. And no, I’m not letting you out of this. You need to know how to waltz for the upcoming Piltover party.”

Vi groaned loudly, dragging a hand down her face. “I’m not a waltzing kind of girl, Cait. Can’t I just… stand there and look intimidating?”

Cait teased wirh amusement, "That would be hard when you will be wearing a cute dress this time"

Vi inwardly groaned. She forgot about that detail... and she did say CUTE dress like that's the worst form of punishment for someone like Vi...

"I can't wear a suit either?" Vi hopefully asked. It was a very puppy-like look that Caitlyn wanted to say yes but managed to shoot down Vi's silly attempts.

“No, you can’t.” Caitlyn stepped closer, her smirk softening into something more amused. “Don’t you want to prove all those snobbish elites wrong? Show them you can handle anything they toss at you?”

"Can I skip the dress?" Vi muttered.

Caitlyn deadpanned, "No"

Vi’s lips twitched, and Caitlyn could tell she was considering it. “...Fine. But if I break your toes, it’s on you.”

“I’ll take my chances.” Caitlyn extended her hand expectantly. “Come here.”

Vi sighed but stepped forward, hesitantly placing her rougher hand into Caitlyn’s softer one. Caitlyn smiled approvingly, gently guiding Vi’s other hand to her shoulder while she rested her own hand lightly on Vi’s waist.

The moment Caitlyn’s fingers brushed Vi’s side, Vi twitched. Caitlyn was careful not to be too firm as she didn't want to startle Vi.

“Hold on...” Vi pulled back slightly, narrowing her eyes. “What’re you doing?”

Caitlyn blinked innocently. Not sure if she had offended Vi or not “...Holding your waist?” she added for more clarification, "It's the ladies part of the waltz, Violet as you will be dancing with a man during that night..."

Gosh, she wished she could wear a suit... getting touched is worse than getting gut punched by the wardens.

“Yeah, well -don’t grab it like that. Feels weird.” Vi shifted uncomfortably.

Caitlyn smirked faintly, something mischievous flickering in her eyes. “Oh, Vi… you’re not ticklish, are you?”

Vi stiffened immediately, her face betraying her. “What? No! Me? Ticklish? Pfft- Get real, Cupcake.”

No, Vi was madly ticklish there... it didn't take a genius to figure that out even when she was young as a teenager back in zaun. She wished prison was harder, so she could've outgrown it.

“Hmm…” Caitlyn tilted her head humming, unconvinced. “Interesting...”

Vi glared at her. “Cupcake whatever you're thinking... dont even try it.”

“Oh, I won’t.” Caitlyn smiled sweetly. “For now. But only if you focus.”

Vi sighed warily, falling back into the proper waltz stance. “Fine. Let’s just get this over with.”

Caitlyn started leading Vi into slow steps, guiding her gently. “One-two-three, one-two-three. See? It's not so bad.”

Vi’s brow furrowed in concentration, her movements stiff and robotic. “Yeah, right. I’m doing this all wrong-”

“Relax, Vi.” Caitlyn squeezed her waist lightly to adjust her posture -only to have Vi jolt with an uncontrollable giggle.

“HEY-” Vi instantly pulled back, pointing a warning finger at Caitlyn. “You did that on purpose!”

“I did not,” Caitlyn said, far too innocent for her own good. “It’s not my fault you’re so… sensitive.”

Vi scowled, cheeks a faint pink. “I’m not sensitive.”

“Oh really?” Caitlyn stepped closer again, her smirk turning downright wicked. “Then why did you flinch?”

“I didn’t flinch.”

“You DID!” Caitlyn emphasised by poking VI again

“I’ll punch you, Caitlyn, I swear—”

"Aww you wouldn't hit your cupcake now would you?" Cait has become awfully teasing this past few days and Vi just pouted at it as she liked it and hated it.

"I will..."

But Caitlyn was already advancing, closing the space between them as she suddenly wiggled her fingers playfully at Vi’s sides.

“DON’T - EEK -hahahaha! Cait—CAITLYN!” Vi burst into laughter immediately, her voice rising and lowering inconsistently, stumbling back and almost tripping over her own feet as Caitlyn’s hands skittered up her waist with precision.

“What was that, Vi? I didn’t quite hear you,” Caitlyn teased, grinning as she followed Vi, who was now doubled over and trying to escape.

“HAHA! S-Stohohop it! I’m serious!” Vi’s face turned red as she tried to swat Caitlyn’s hands away, but the Sheriff was relentless.

“Oh no, this is far too entertaining,” Caitlyn replied cheerfully, digging her fingers lightly into Vi’s ribs for just a second before darting back to her sides. “I never thought I’d see you so helpless, Vi.”

“I -I’m gonna get you back, gyack -hahahaha!” Vi gasped, tears gathering in the corners of her eyes as she squirmed away. “Juhuhust WAIT!”

Caitlyn finally relented, stepping back and crossing her arms with a victorious grin. Vi flopped onto the couch, panting and glaring daggers at her.

“You’re evil,” Vi muttered, trying to catch her breath.

Caitlyn shrugged, looking far too pleased with herself. “You’re lucky I stopped. I could’ve gone for your ribs next.”

She made a waiggling fingers in a gesture to rile Vi up.

Vi groaned, hiding her face in her hands. “I swear, Cait, you owe me for this.”

“Oh, I’m sure you’ll get your revenge,” Caitlyn said with a laugh, reaching out to pat Vi’s knee. “But for now… let’s try again, hmm?”

Vi peeked out from her hands, suspicious. “You’re not gonna do it again, right?”

Caitlyn smiled sweetly. “Of course not.”

Vi narrowed her eyes but stood up anyway, grumbling under her breath. “You’re insufferable, you know that?.”

Caitlyn’s smirk returned as she reached for Vi’s hand. “Oh, I know.”

As they resumed their stance, Caitlyn’s fingers -well almost - brushed Vi’s waist again. Vi immediately shot her a look.

“Don’t even THINK about it.”