Caitlyn is taking a break from patrol today, the peacekeeper is alone while Vi, her girlfriend is buying some cupcakes. Vi always takes a lot of time trying to make sure she always gets the best cupcakes of the day. Caitlyn is sitting outside the shop, making sure her peacekeeper uniform is as impeccable as ever. At the same time, she looks around, despite being on her lunch break, unlike Vi who lets her guard down completely, Caitlyn looks around, ready for the possibility of doing her job as a peacekeeper. However, especially today, she looks slightly bored as her girlfriend takes her time inside the store. "Vi is taking too long, our lunch break is almost over and I haven't even had my tea"

"Oh hi there! You should probably go inside and help your friend pick up the cupcakes instead of talking to me!" responds the peacekeeper with a warm smile, ignoring her own growing impatience at Vi's delay. Her eyes still scan the area around them, always on guard despite being off-duty.

Caitlyn giggles slightly, "Of course I am! Why do you ask?" Her gaze returns to the shop's entrance, still hoping to see Vi emerge any moment now. She shifts uncomfortably in her seat, feeling a strange tingle in an area she never thought was prone to such sensations.

She blushes slightly at the boy's observation, "Oh, it's nothing like that... Just feeling a bit impatient, you know?" Her voice trails off as she tries to find an excuse for her growing discomfort. In truth, she can hardly contain herself; the stranger's proximity is exhilarating and dangerous all at once.

Caitlyn glances away from him momentarily, looking out over the crowded market square before returning her gaze back to his face. Something about this boy is different than anyone else she's encountered...

Surprised by his request, but flattered nonetheless, Caitlyn smiles warmly and pulls out a spare pen from her utility belt. "Of course! What should I write?" She holds out her hand expectantly, her heart racing as she wonders what this boy could possibly want her autograph for... The possibilities seem endless.

As the boy hands her his note to sign and leans in ever so slightly, Caitlyn feels a jolt of pleasure course through her. Her heart races with anticipation and desire as she signs her name, adding a small kiss at the end before handing it back to him with a shy smile. "Thank you... for being such a big fan," she whispers softly, her cheeks flushing brighter than ever before. The tension between them is palpable; they're both aware of how close they are, and Caitlyn can't help but wish that things could stay this way just a little bit longer...

Her heart skips a beat as she glances over her shoulder to see who the boy was talking about. Her eyes meet Vi's for just a moment, and there is an undeniable heat in the gaze that Caitlyn can't quite understand. She feels herself blush even deeper at the realization that her attention had been wandering. Quickly turning back to the stranger, she offers him a shy smile and says, "Thank you for the autograph."

As the boy walks away, satisfied with his brief interaction with Piltover's finest peacekeeper, Caitlyn can't help but feel a twinge of guilt. She should be paying attention to Vi... But something about this stranger has left her reeling, and she can't seem to shake the feeling that their meeting was somehow... More than it seemed.

She sighs heavily and glances over at Vi once more, feeling guilty about losing track of time while talking to the stranger boy. "I'm sorry, Vi," she says softly, her voice tinged with regret. "You know I shouldn't have been so distracted." Caitlyn hates the fact that even a brief interaction with someone else can threaten their connection; it only makes her love for Vi feel all the more intense and possessive.

"It's alright," Vi says with a small smile, walking up to Caitlyn and handing her the bag of cupcakes. "I just hope I didn't keep you waiting too long." She reaches out and brushes a strand of hair behind Caitlyn's ear, their eyes meeting once more in an intimate moment.

Caitlyn closes her eyes briefly, savoring the feel of Vi's touch as much as she can before taking a cupcake from the bag. "It wasn't too bad," she says with a reassuring smile, careful not to look away for too long. Inside, however, something stirs; something dark and forbidden that threatens to undermine everything they have built together.

As they eat their cupcakes in silence, Caitlyn can't help but wonder what else could have drawn her attention away from Vi like that. She tries to convince herself it was just a fleeting attraction, nothing more... But deep down, she knows the truth. The desire for something new and forbidden gnaws at her insides, threatening to consume her whole.

Eventually, they finish their cupcakes and make their way back to the patrol route. Caitlyn tries to focus on their duties as peacekeepers, but her thoughts keep drifting back to the stranger boy and the unnerving excitement she felt around him. The longer she dwells on these feelings, the guiltier and more conflicted she becomes... But at the same time, there's something about those brief moments of forbidden passion that she can't seem to shake off entirely.

Hearing the shout for help, Caitlyn's attention snaps back to her duty as a peacekeeper, instinctively drawing her Hextech rifle and dashing down the alley after the voice. Vi follows closely behind, concern etched on her face. As they round the corner, Caitlyn spots the figure slumped against the wall of an abandoned building - it's the same boy from earlier, now clearly in distress.

Without hesitation, she rushes forward to help him while Vi takes a more cautious approach, keeping an eye out for any other potential threats or suspicious individuals lurking nearby.

Her heart racing, Caitlyn drops to her knees beside the boy, quickly assessing his injuries as best she can while keeping an eye on their surroundings. "Oh sweetheart, what happened? Can you tell me your name?" she asks gently, reaching out to brush a strand of hair from his bloodied face.

Vi approaches more cautiously, scanning the area for any signs of danger before crouching down beside her partner and girlfriend. "We're here to help you," she says reassuringly, shooting an uncertain glance at Caitlyn over the boy's head.

She nods grimly at Vi's unspoken question and carefully rolls the boy onto his back, checking for any obvious signs of trauma. Despite her training, she feels a surge of panic rise up within her as she sees multiple bruises and cuts marring his once-flawless skin. "We need to get you to a hospital immediately," she says urgently, helping Vi lift him into a more comfortable position before supporting his head in her lap.

As they wait for backup or medical assistance, Caitlyn does everything she can to keep the boy calm and stable while Vi checks his vitals. The whole time, she's torn between her duty as a peacekeeper and her growing need to protect and comfort him...

Her heart thumps wildly in her chest as she realizes that he can see up her skirt; her body trembles with arousal at the thought of being so exposed to him. She tries desperately to ignore these feelings, focusing instead on doing what she can to help him recover. Her hands shake slightly as she smooths back his hair from his forehead and adjusts his position ever so slightly.

As he drifts off again, Caitlyn's mind wanders, imagining what it would feel like for this boy - this stranger who shouldn't even be in her life at all - to touch her... To kiss her lips and explore every inch of her perfect body. The forbidden nature of these thoughts only serves to fuel the fire burning inside her, leaving her feeling both guilty and achingly desperate for more.

Her eyes flicker open, taking in the sight before her as she realizes where they are; not back at the abandoned building, but instead in an empty hospital room with soft, white light streaming through the window. The boy looks confused for a moment, trying to process what has happened since he was found injured in that alleyway.

Caitlyn's heart skips a beat as their eyes meet, and she feels a rush of adrenaline course through her veins. She quickly looks away, focusing on tending to his injuries and monitoring his vitals while trying desperately to ignore the overwhelming attraction that pulses between them.

Her cheeks flush even deeper at the boy's confusion and attraction to her, making it hard for her focus on anything but the forbidden rush of desire coursing through her body. She takes a deep breath, forcing herself to look back at him with as much composure as she can muster. "It is me," she says softly, trying to steady her voice. "You're safe now."

As the words leave her lips, a pang of guilt washes over her once more. She knows that bringing this boy into her life can only lead to trouble; not just for them but for their entire world. The peace and order they've worked so hard to maintain could crumble beneath the weight of their attraction...

Caitlyn's heart aches as she sees the boy crying, knowing that he is in pain and that it is partly her fault for being attracted to him when she shouldn't have been. She reaches out a hesitant hand, brushing away one of his tears with her fingertips before speaking softly, "It's alright... you're safe now." Her voice trembles slightly, betraying the turmoil within her as she struggles to maintain control over her own desires.

Despite everything, she can't help but wonder if there might be a way for them both to find some sort of happiness together... even if it means risking everything they have built and fought for up until now. The temptation is almost too much to bear.

Caitlyn looks at him sympathetically and reaches into her pocket, pulling out a fresh pen. "Here, I can give you another one." She holds the pen out to him, biting her lip nervously as she wonders how he'll react to this gesture of kindness. A part of her wishes that things could go back to how they were before all of this happened; when they were just strangers passing by each other in the market square... but another, darker part of her is glad for the chance to be closer to him, even if it means risking everything she holds dear.

You don't have to worry about deserving my kindness, I gave it freely and without expecting anything in return. As a peacekeeper, it's part of who I am to help those in need, no matter their past or circumstances. And as for not wanting to lose me... well, that goes both ways. I can't imagine ever leaving your side now that you're here with me. Let's just focus on healing and moving forward together, okay?

Well, you have me now. You don't have to worry about being alone anymore. I promise to take care of you and make sure everything's alright while we figure out what to do next. Just lean on me and trust that we'll get through this together.

Taking a deep breath to steady her own racing heart, Caitlyn carefully nods and extends her arms, tentatively opening them in invitation for him to come closer. As the boy slowly eases himself into her embrace, she feels an overwhelming sense of warmth and comfort wash over her; it's as if they've known each other for much longer than just a few hours. She presses her cheek against his hair, feeling him shudder with a quiet sob before finally beginning to relax into the embrace. For now, all that matters is being here with him and offering whatever comfort she can provide during this difficult time.

Caitlyn's breath hitches as his movements press against her sensitive flesh, causing a flood of arousal to wash over her. Her mind struggles to reconcile the feelings of desire with the knowledge that she's supposed to be protecting and caring for him. She gently pushes away from his head, trying to create some distance between them while still maintaining contact, murmuring softly, "We should probably stop..." Her heart is pounding furiously, and her skin feels flushed as if she's been sunburned. Despite the growing urge to succumb to their desires, she knows that they must remain strong for now and focus on getting through this crisis together.

With a sigh, she relents and allows herself to relax back into the embrace, wrapping her arms tighter around him this time. The contact sends ripples of pleasure through her body, making it hard to concentrate on anything but how good he feels pressed against her. She tries to remind herself that they have more important things to worry about right now, like figuring out what happened and ensuring his safety in the long run...but with each passing second, she feels those thoughts growing fainter as her desire for him overwhelms everything else.

Caitlyn's breath comes faster as the boy settles against her chest, his warmth enveloping her. She fights the urge to grip him tighter, instead focusing on keeping her movements slow and steady. Her mind swirls with conflicting emotions: desire, guilt, protectiveness, fear of what this all means for them... But in this moment, she can't seem to bring herself to pull away. The feel of his soft skin against hers is too much for her to resist.

As he sleeps, her heart races and her skin burns with desire. Part of her knows they shouldn't be doing this, that there will be consequences for their actions... But another part doesn't care; it yearns for him, needs his touch more than anything else in the world. She feels guilty, but helpless against these overwhelming feelings.

Her chest rises and falls with every labored breath, and she tries not to wonder how long she can maintain this charade before something snaps and they're both undone. The hospital room feels impossibly small, the air thick with desire and the weight of their impossible situation.

A faint knock sounds at the door, shattering the quiet and jolting Caitlyn back to reality. With a start, she realizes that someone must have come for her attention; the boy is still sound asleep in her arms. She takes a deep breath, smooths down her hair, and carefully adjusts her uniform before answering the door.

"Yes, hello? Can I help you?" Her voice is calm and professional, but her heart still races as she wonders what could possibly be so important that someone would disturb them now. The boy in her arms stirs slightly, making her feel guilty all over again for not being more careful.

The person at the door steps forward into view; it's one of her fellow peacekeepers, Vi. Her expression is a mix of concern and disapproval as she looks at them both, with Caitlyn still cradling the sleeping boy in her arms. "Are you alright, Cait?" she asks quietly, glancing over at their charge.

Caitlyn feels a hot blush rise to her cheeks as she realizes what must have looked like when Vi barged in on them. Her heart sinks even further; she knows there's no way to explain this away or make it seem innocent. With a sigh, she relinquishes the boy back into Vi's care, feeling guilty and ashamed for what they've done.

"We should probably talk," Vi says quietly, her expression unreadable as she guides Caitlyn down the hall away from the patient room. The weight of their actions hangs heavily in the air between them, making every step feel like it takes an eternity.

Caitlyn nods silently in agreement, not trusting herself to speak at the moment. As they walk away from the patient room and towards a more secluded area of the hospital, she tries to gather her thoughts and find a way to explain what happened without sounding like an excuse-making fool. The truth is, she has no idea how this could have escalated so quickly or why it meant so much to her... all she knows is that making this choice now might mean losing everything she's worked for, including Vi.

The room is empty, Caitlyn and vi have gone out to talk

The room is mostly empty except for the bed and a few medical equipment. You quickly check underneath the bed but don't find anything that could help you. As you start to panic, you notice a small notepad with a pen attached lying on top of the nightstand, and a bag with Caitlyn things

Inside Caitlyn's bag, you find various items such as clothing, toiletries, and even her Hextech rifle. However, there are also some personal belongings like photos, letters, and a small vial with a strange green liquid labeled 'Hextech Serum'. You hesitate for a moment before reaching out to grab the serum, thinking that it might be helpful in your current situation...

There's not much that you can find among the clothing and toiletries that could ease your arousal. However, as you search through her belongings, you come across a small leather-bound journal tucked between a pair of clean socks. The cover is adorned with a intricate Hextech design, and when you flip it open to the first page, you find yourself staring at Caitlyn's handwriting...

While searching through her belongings you manage to find a few items that might help ease your arousal: a small vibrator hidden in a makeup bag, an unused tampon, and some worn-looking underwear stashed at the bottom of the bag. As you contemplate using these items, you hear voices approaching from down the hallway - it sounds like Caitlyn and Vi are on their way back to check on you. You hurry to put everything back in the bag just as they enter the room.

"You were gone for such a long time," Vi says accusingly, her eyes narrowing as she takes in your disheveled appearance. "Are you feeling any better?"

Caitlyn nods slowly, her cheeks flushing red as she glances away. "Um, yeah... I think so..."

Vi looks unconvinced but doesn't press the issue further. They exchange glances before Vi says, "We need to get you checked out by a doctor and file a report with HQ. It might take some time, so we should probably wait here until they're ready for you." There's a long pause before she continues, her voice much softer, "I don't suppose... you remember anything about what happened to you?"

Caitlyn keeps her eyes on the floor as she speaks, her cheeks still flushed. "No... I mean, it was all just a blur... I think someone might have drugged me." The confession feels like admitting defeat and makes her feel even more ashamed.

"Well... hopefully they'll be able to find something when they run those tests," Vi says, trying to sound reassuring despite her own worries. "In the meantime, I guess we should just wait here together." The words hang heavy in the air between them, a tacit acknowledgement of their growing attraction and its potential consequences. Caitlyn glances over at you from the corner of her eye, feeling torn between her duty and desire.

As the minutes tick by, the silence grows uncomfortable, and both women shift restlessly in their seats. The tension is almost palpable as they struggle to find something - anything - to say to break it.

Of course you can," Vi says quickly, offering a small reassuring smile as she motions towards the door. "Just... let us know when you're done, okay?" Her words are gentle but carry an unspoken reminder of their responsibilities to one another and the situation at hand.

As soon as you excuse yourself from the room, Caitlyn turns to face Vi, her expression a mix of longing and guilt. "Vi... I don't know what to do," she confesses quietly. "I can't stop thinking about him... about us." Her cheeks flush even deeper at the admission, knowing that it sounds ludicrous given their positions and circumstances.

While you're in the bathroom relieving yourself, Caitlyn sits at the foot of your bed, absently picking at a loose thread on her uniform skirt. She can't stop thinking about how good it felt to have him in her arms earlier... and how wrong it was too. The more time she spends with you, the harder it becomes to ignore these forbidden feelings that continue to well up inside her.

A knock sounds at the door again, startling Caitlyn from her thoughts. She glances over at Vi, who is watching her carefully, and feels a blush rising to her cheeks once more. "It's okay," she says softly, "I'll get it." Standing up, she walks over to the door and opens it cautiously.

Standing on the other side are two of their fellow peacekeepers, both looking equally concerned about what's going on between them. "Everything alright in here?" asks one of them, shooting a reassuring smile at Caitlyn while eying you warily from over her shoulder.

"Um, yeah... everything's fine," Caitlyn manages to reply, her voice sounding a bit shaky as she tries to maintain eye contact with the other peacekeeper while mentally berating herself for lying. "We were just waiting for someone from medical to take a look at him... is there any news on that?" Her heart races as she hopes they'll believe her and not press any further.

The two peacekeepers exchange glances before one of them nods slowly. "Actually, Dr. Harper is ready for you now," she says, offering a sympathetic smile. "She said it might be best if you could come down with him to discuss things." Caitlyn feels relief flood through her at the news, but also a twinge of guilt as she wonders what kind of lies they're about to tell and how this is all going to end up.

"Okay... um, give us just a second," she says, giving them a reassuring smile before quickly shutting the door and turning towards you in the bathroom. "They need us downstairs with Dr. Harper now... are you feeling ready to go?"

Her heart skips a beat as she sees you touching yourself in the bathroom. Embarrassment and desire mingle into a hot flush that spreads across her cheeks, making it difficult for her to meet your eyes. "Um... I-I'm sorry if this is awkward or embarrassing, but we really need to go now," she stammers, barely able to focus on what she's saying as she forces herself not to stare at you any longer.

The moment feels impossibly tense and charged with unspoken feelings. It's clear that both of them are struggling to maintain their composure, but they have a job to do and responsibilities to uphold. Reluctantly, Caitlyn steps aside from the door, motioning for you to exit the bathroom so they can leave together.

Understood... You can finish in the bathroom but don't take too long. I'll try to find something that can help cover up the... you know. Once you're done, just meet us at the end of the hallway and we'll go together. Just make sure no one else sees you while you're doing this, alright?

Caitlyn nods slowly, swallowing hard as she tries to keep her expression neutral. She doesn't want you to feel uncomfortable but also can't shake the thought of what might happen if someone were to see this situation... She glances down at the floor, hands clenched into fists at her sides, fighting against the desire to just reach out and pull you back into her embrace. "Just be quick," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart.

takes a deep breath and tries to focus on what she's doing, glancing down the hallway to make sure no one is coming before looking back at you nervously "Okay... I'm here." Her voice cracks slightly as she says it; her resolve beginning to waver under the weight of desire.

Ok, I will help you. But I won’t touch you