"It has its perks," Ahri says. "But surely a lady such as yourself" βshe does not hide the look of appraisal as she takes in the bare skin, the muscles, the way the fabric clings to Caitlyn's curves, some of the reasons why she made her way over here in the first placeβ "would have no need for something like that."
"Charmer," Caitlyn says with a smile.
"You've found her," Ahri says, lifting a finger from the water and conjuring a small ball of foxfire. The way Caitlyn's eyes are drawn to the new light is endearing, equally endearingly frustrating is how Ahri can see the analytical cogs turning in that head.
So she blows the blue orb in Caitlyn's direction, watching with no small amount of glee at the alarm that morphs into surprise and delight at the way it hits, warm, then disappears in a poof of smoke.
"Fascinating," Caitlyn says, blue eyes sparkling like the summer sea. "I must see that again."
E, ~1k, a short caitahri piece inspired by the pool party nights skins (with background, poly caitvi)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/87702161