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Caitlyn truly loved her parents, but gods if they didn't drive her insane sometimes.
Her hopes for a pleasant, non-consequential lunch at her mother's favourite cafe, squeezed between the attempted murder trial Caitlyn was working on and her parents' many commitments, were dashed shortly after her mother's tea arrived.
Cassandra, who had always worn both her noble title - a left over from Piltover's aristocratic past - and her position as governor with an ease Caitlyn quietly envied, stirred her tea and watched Caitlyn carefully over the lip of the delicate porcelain. "Do you remember Rayina Morichi?"
"Yes," Caitlyn said, taking a sip of her latte. Rayina was another heir to an ancient house and they'd attended the same private schools growing up, though their circles had never intersected. Growing up Caitlyn had found her interests diverged from many of her peers, who were either eager to be close to her simply for her last name or thought her occasional - obsessions over guns or the law or airships were strange. There had been a reason that her closest friend had been Jayce, ten years older and who'd found her intelligence worth fostering.
"She's back in Piltover," Cassandra said with satisfaction, "after her time with the diplomatic corps in Ionia. She's become quite the accomplished young alpha."
"Mm."
Undeterred by Caitlyn's monosyllabic responses, Cassandra continued, "I was quite impressed by her manners when I visited Lord Morichi. She's interested in having lunch with you."
Of course. Caitlyn sighed and put down her glass with a clink. "Mother."
"It's been ten months since Maddie," Cassandra said, "you're twenty-six-"
"Which is hardly old," Caitlyn rolled her eyes, "I don't need you to set me up on dates-"
"She's a lovely alpha from a good family with a good career," Cassandra said, a hint of frustration in her voice, "and you won't know if you'd like her unless you spend time with her."
"I'm really not interested."
"It would be a help to your career," said Tobias in his soft, gentle way, "Having a stable relationship with an alpha that understands your work." He smiled over at Cassandra. He'd left Ionia to marry her mother only six months after they'd met and settled happily into the life of a politician's mate. Sometimes Caitlyn wondered if he realised not all alphas of 'good families' were like her mother. For all that Cassandra could be - inflexible - she had never once doubted that her parents loved each other. Her own birth had been difficult, and Cassandra had been unwilling to try for another litter if it meant it could cause Tobias suffering.
When Caitlyn had gone on dates her mother had pushed her to accept, all too often some smug, entitled alpha who'd gone to all the right schools had immediately launched into how many litters they'd have and that Caitlyn would need to step back her pro bono work.
She'd thought Maddie was a solution, of sorts. An alpha, yes, and one from a good family, but she'd seemed so very nonthreatening and easygoing when they'd met and she was from Noxus, without the baggage of other titled Piltovans. A girlfriend her parents approved of, but she'd chosen for herself.
Soon, however, it had become arguments about how hard Caitlyn was working, how cold she was, how she didn't want to talk about mating or pups. She'd walked away when she'd gotten tiredof coming home to a description of her failings as a potential mate. She'd wanted real love, real attraction, someone who would understand and respect her, not just settling for a good enough.
And then she'd met Vi, who lit her blood on fire, who didn't care about her last name, who was sweet and surprisingly gentle despite her tattooed, muscled appearance.
"I'm seeing someone," she said flatly. "I hadn't told you because it's relatively recent." That wasn't the entire truth. They'd been dating for a few months, Vi taking her on adventures down the coast, cuddling with her on the couch as they shared takeout, having the best sex of her life, and Caitlyn had never felt more sure in someone. But it had been nice to have the space to work out what they meant to each other, just the two of them.
"Oh." Cassandra blinked. "Why didn't you say so?"
Caitlyn raised an eyebrow. "I could barely get a word in, mother."
"Do we know her?"
"I don't believe so," Caitlyn said carefully. "Her name is Vi. She's from Zaun."
"I see," said Cassandra, her tone measured. "Does she have a job?"
Caitlyn closed her eyes and took a deep, steadying breath. "She owns her own business. And if you are going to ask her that sort of thing, you won't get to meet her for a very long time."
"Caitlyn," Cassandra chided, but Caitlyn was getting to her feet, her coffee still half full.
"I need to get to the office," she said coolly, and walked away.
The case was consuming Caitlyn's life in a way on hadn't in some time. A Zaunite with gang ties had been accused of shooting a Piltovan outside an Undercity bar, and a local public defender Caitlyn had gotten to know through the Stillwater case had contacted her, asking her to take it on. Lukas was twenty-two, the oldest alpha in his litter, and had openly admitted that the accusations that he ran with a street gang were true.
"I've sold drugs and shit, but fuck, I ain't never shot anyone, you gotta believe me," he'd burst out on their first meeting, and Caitlyn was obliged to believe him. The prosecution's case hinged on a single eye witness who'd named Lukas, and she had her suspicions that witness had been motivated by the Piltover Police Department's monetary reward and didn't think anyone would believe a street gangster's protestations of innocence.
Which meant that Caitlyn needed to find weaknesses in the testimony if she was going to mount a defence.
Caitlyn considered what she'd gotten from the firm's private investigator on the witness so far. She just neeeded to make a little more progress, and then she would leave the office for the night. She and Vi had planned for a night in. Only Mel, who was working on a high profile divorce case, was still in the office.
There was a knock on the door.
Not looking up from the report, Caitlyn called out, "Come in." She wasn't expecting her girlfriend to open the door, a plastic bag in hand. She blinked. "Vi?"
Her eyes slid down the time on her monitor and her heart sank. "I'm so sorry. I got caught up in this and I know we were going to watch a movie tonight-"
"Babe," Vi stepped around the desk and pressed a soft kiss to the top of her head. There was no hint of anger in her scent, the warm scent of woodsmoke wrapping around her like an embrace. Soothing. "It's okay, really. I know you've been really busy with this case. I was just - well, you forget to eat sometimes when your big brain is working so hard, so I brought you dinner." She raised her hand and the tantalising smell of Caitlyn's favourite Ionian takeaway drifted through the air. "You don't need to - entertain me or anything, just wanted to make sure you ate."
Caitlyn's stomach rumbled and she smiled sheepishly even as her heart clenched with fondness. "Thank you, darling." She turned her head to brush her lips across Vi's cheek. "I appreciate you looking out for me."
Vi ducked her head. "No problem, cupcake. Mind if I stay at yours still?"
The thought of coming home to Vi, to cuddling up with her and waking with her in the morning made Caitlyn feel an exhilarating mix of lightness and warmth. "Of course. I'm not certain what time I'll be done, though."
"S'okay. Just wake me up before you go back to work, yeah? Like to have breakfast with you."
"I'd love that." She touched Vi's arm, enjoying the simple pleasure of skin against skin.
"Oh, and uh," Vi stuck her free hand into her pocket. "Vander asked if you'd like to have dinner with him and my siblings sometime this week."
She blinked. She'd met Claggor and Jinx a few times due to the Jeep Affair, but this was -
Well, it was meeting the family. There was a shy hope in Vi's eyes. She was outwardly a confident, even cocky, alpha, but these glimpses of vulnerability when she wanted something made Caitlyn's heart pound. She wanted Caitlyn to meet her family.
"I'd like that," she murmured, "I'll just need to work out when I'll be free." Maybe if she got Steb to do some of the legwork…
"Yeah, no problem." Vi leant down to kiss the top of her head again. "I want you to like them."
"Claggor is lovely," Cait hummed, "Your sister…well, I think its more the case she doesn't like me." Jinx hadn't exactly been welcoming in their few interactions.
Vi shrugged a little. "Shes just…protective of me. Used to be her protector but ever since I got outta jail its like she feels she needs to fight everything."
There was a hint of consternation in Vi's voice, that of an older, protective sibling finding themselves on an unfamiliar end of the dynamic.
"Hmm," Caitlyn tilted her head back to meet those pretty, grey-blue eyes. "Then we agree on the fact you deserve the best."
Vi flushed and then smiled. "Sweet talker."
"I suppose that comes with the job."
In the end it took another week before Caitlyn's schedule allowed her a night off . Mel had practically chased her out of the office, like she wasn't just as much of a workaholic.
Vi parked her Toyota Hilux in front of Vander's boat. The lights were on, warm light spilling out of the windows, three other cars parked in the driveway or the street. Caitlyn took a steadying breath, twisting her hands around the paper bag wraped bottle of wine in her hands.
It had been some time since she'd met a partner's family, and as much as she had chafed under the expectations of her previous relationships, she had known the socially 'done thing'. She'd never dated someone from Zaun before - or someone outside of her family's wealthy, titled social circle. She hoped Vander liked the wine.
Vi reached across the centre console and took her hand, rubbing a calloused thumb over the back of her hand. "You don't need to be nervous, Cupcake."
"I want them to like me," she admitted, "I know they're important to you."
"They wanna get to know the girl that has me acting like a smitten idiot," Vi laughed, "You'll be fine, princess, I promise. They can tease, but it's not meant out of like, being mean or whatever."
Caitlyn squeezed Vi's hand. "Shall we?"
Vander opened the door when Vi knocked. He was a big, muscled alpha, taller than even Caitlyn was, but he had kind eyes. He gave Vi a big hug, nearly lifting the younger alpha off her feet and then turned to Caitlyn.
"Mr Lanes-"
He laughed. "No neeed for that, Caitlyn. Just Vander is fine."
He shook her hand and took the wine she handed him, eyes widening slightly at the label. Too expensive, then. She'd really tried to balance 'nice' with not splashing her wealth around.
"Come in. Dinner's nearly ready, and now we have some nice wine to go with it," Vander said, with a warm smile to her.
Vi's childhood home was small but well-loved, pictures of the siblings on the wall in pride of place, the air smelling of a medley of scents mixed into a pack scent. Jinx was sprawled on the couch, looking at her phone, while Claggor smiled at something Mylo had said, his spingly arms flailing in the air. At the sight of their oldest sister, the siblings sprung up and there was a round of half wrestling hugs, some slaps on the back and Vi ruffling Mylo's hair.
Mylo grinned. "So you're the omega that has Vi tripping over herself like a pup."
Vi scoffed. "Do I need to bring up the disaster that is you trying to flirt with Gert?"
"I don't know what you're talking about," Mylo protested, "I'm a smooth operator."
Claggor snorted even as he gave Caitlyn a smile. "Jinx keeps having to rescue you from yourself."
"No, she doesn't-"
Jinx scoffed. "Fine, I'll let you dig your own grave next time."
"Jinx."
"Don't worry, Mylo," Vi smirked, crossing her arms in a way that made her biceps look incredibly biteable, "I have faith in you."
"Thanks, Vi."
"That you'll work up the courage to ask Gert out before the heat death of the universe."
"Fucks sake," Mylo whined, "Fuckin' traitors, all of you-"
Vi was laughing, her eyes lit up and her fangs glinting in her grin and Caitlyn thought oh, I'm in love with her.
What's wrong with you, Maddie had gritted out once when Caitlyn hadn't been able to say the words back, and Cait had started to believe it. That she was cold, that there was something wrong with her that she couldn't enjoy Maddie or Cecilia's lips on her neck, that she'd preferred to work than spend time with her girlfriend that her parents liked. Looking at Vi now, however, she felt a strange mix of coming home and exhilaration. She wanted to wrap around Vi until they were skin to skin, breathing the same air.
She wondered if how she felt was emblazoned across her face. By Jinx's raised eyebrow, maybe it was.
"Mind helping me with drinks, Caitlyn?" Vander asked from where he was leaning against the doorframe, a fond look in his eyes as he watched his children bicker.
"Of course," she said, still feeling a little breathless from all the feelings burning through her blood.
"Vi told me what happened with Marcus," Vander said quietly as he handed Caitlyn a bottle opener. "I wanted to thank you."
Caitlyn opened the bottle with a pop. "She deserves better than to be treated like that."
He nodded. "She also told me you worked on the Stillwater lawsuit."
"I assisted," Caitlyn said, flushing slightly.
"I blamed myself for a long time when she went to jail. For putting too much pressure on her, not being able to keep up the appeals or at least the effort to get her out of that prison," Vander said heavily.
"She doesn't blame you," Caitlyn replied, watching as the man began pouring six glasses of wine.
He smiled a little sadly. "Of course she doesn't. What I mean to say, Caitlyn, is that I'm grateful you stood up for her. That she has someone in her corner."
He handed her a glass.
After dinner was cleared away, Claggor flicking his dish cloth at Mylo as the two brothers went to allegedly clean up - or just continue their periodic wrestling match - Jinx returned to the loungeroom with several board games in her arms.
"Think you're missing one," Vi teased, her arm slung around Caitlyn's shoulders, warm and solid, as they sat on the couch.
Jinx glared at her. "I told you, if you try to make me play Family Feud again, I'm burning it."
"Whats wrong with that game?" Caitlyn asked. Apparently this was a Lane family tradition, to play board games after dinner.
Jinx rolled her eyes.
"Jinx disapproves of how it works," Vi grinned, "its based on survey answers-"
"You win by being wrong!" Jinx threw her arms up, "Vi beat me by saying a famous pirate was Bluebeard."
Caitlyn blinked. "But there was never a pirate called Bluebeard. That's a folklore figure."
"Exactly," Jinx grumbled.
"Oh no," Vi teased, "the alliance against Family Feud is growing."
"I'm stealing your girlfriend," Jinx said decidedly, "We're gonna fucking crush you in Risk."
"Hey!" protested Vi.
"Sorry, darling," Caitlyn smiled, pressing a kiss to her cheek, "I've been lured away by the promise of victory."
"Betrayal," the alpha sighed dramatically.
By the end of the night, she and Jinx had beaten the rest of the Lanes twice in Risk, and the wine and rowdy company had made her giggly.
She'd had plans for Vi, given how little they'd seen each other since work had gotten so busy. Instead she found herself half asleep before they were even back to Vi's apartment.
So instead, her sweet alpha had brought her a glass of water before wrapping her up in warm, strong arms, and Caitlyn fell asleep to the sound of her even breathing, feeling less aroused than safe wrapped up in the smoke and cinnamon of Vi's scent.
"Oh Caitlyn, you didn't," Mel laughed, throwing her head back, her gold jewellry glinting in the afternoon. Jayce was wearing a similar grin and even Viktor had a small, amused smirk on his lips.
"She did," Vi laughed. "Stabbed the poor car, even."
"Remind me not to let you near my Porsche," Jayce chuckled over his coffee.
"You couldn't have saved my dignity, Vi?" Caitlyn mock sighed. After she'd had dinner with Vi's family, she'd asked the alpha to come to her weekly lunch with her closest friends. Perhaps it wasn't a - one to one exchange, but she'd hoped her friends would be easier on Vi than she feared her parents would be. Especially given Viktor was from Zaun, and Jayce had admitted that both he and Mel had needed to unlearn some things when the three of them had gotten together.
They'd be a little skeptical at first, because Jayce still got that furrow in his brows when Maddie came up, and Maddie hadn't even been that bad, but the lunch so far had been - fun. Relaxed.
"Babe," Vi drawled, "I don't think either one of us got out of that with our dignity intact."
Jayce huffed out a laugh, "Sorry, sprout, I think she's right."
"You okay there, Cait?" Jayce looked far too amused.
Vi had gone to the bathroom and been waylaid on her way back. A young, pretty Academy student had stopped ehr and was - giggling at her, twirling blond hair around her finger. Vi's expression was polite, but she kept glancing over at the table, like she was waiting for an opportunity to escuse herself.
"What?" Caitlyn asked, distracted.
"I don't think I've seen you jealous before."
"I'm not-" she paused at Jayce's raised eyebrow. "Fine. I trust her," and she did, "I just…It's rude!" She was Vi's and Vi was hers, and she wanted everyone to know it, wanted their scents intertangled, wanted everyone to know that such a handsome, kind alpha had chosen her.
Mel smirked. "I think she needs help."
Caitlyn put down her cup and got to her feet.
"…do you come here often?"
Seriously, Caitlyn huffed to herself. That line?
"Uh," said Vi, "not really. First time."
"Well, if you need any suggestions," the girl fluttered her eyelashes, "I am happy to give you the menu rundown."
"Darling," Caitlyn purred, wrapping her arms around Vi's solid, muscled waist and putting her shin on her shoulder - and perhaps, dragging her scent gland along the line of Vi's neck, drinking in the intoxicating smell of their scents mixing. She felt a full body shiver run through Vi's frame, her head tilting back just a little.
"Hey, Cupcake," her voice had dropped to an alluring husk. "Missed me?"
"You were gone for a while," she hummed. The girl in front of them had deflated, a hint of embarrassed pink on her cheeks. And Caitlyn didn't much care.
"I, um, it was nice to meet you, but my friends," the girl stammered and left.
Vi's lips curled in an all too attractive smirk. Caitlyn considered if it would be terribly rude to leave lunch early.
After enduring Jayce's jokes and Mel's knowing smiles for another hour, they were finally leaving the cafe and Caitlyn was rather hoping Vi would be up for spending another couple of hours with her before going back to work. Vi had decided to keep her hand on Caitlyn's thigh for the rest of lunch, just dipping under her skirt to rub a thumb across bare skin.
"You scentmarked me," Vi observed as she unlocked the Jeep.
Caitlyn stopped, feeling blood rush to her cheeks. "I'm sorry, I-"
She found herself with her back pressed to the door, Vi's arm pinning her there with a pleased smirk on her lips. "Don't apologise. That was so fucking hot, Cait." She paused, her voice gentling, "But you know you don't need to worry, right? I'm so into you."
I want you in me.
She trailed a finger along the collar of Vi's favourite red jacket. "I know."
Vi's lips parted. "Fuck. You drive me crazy, you know?"
"Come back to my place?"
Vi grinned.
"Vi," Caitlyn gasped, biting at her own knuckles to stifle the moans dripping from her tongue. They hadn't made it to her bed before Vi was pressing into the couch with hungry hands and hungrier kisses. Vi still had her boots on, her pants pushed down to her knees, Cait's skirt pushed up around her waist.
Vi groaned, her hips snapping forward and stretching Caitlyn around her girth, one of Caitlyn's legs propped up on her muscled, tattooed shoulder and leaving her open and dripping for her alpha. She fumbled until her fingers curled around Caitlyn's wrist, tugging her balled fist away from her mouth. "Wanna hear you," she said in a low growl, "Don't you want everyone to know who I'm gonna come in, princess?"
Caitlyn couldn't help but clench down on Vi's length, her nails digging into the arm just beside her head. The next thrust was hard and deep, catching against Caitlyn's front wall in a way that had her entire body shuddering beneath her lover, her voice coming out in a broken, desperate moan.
"Yes," she gasped, "Right there, gods, Vi, right there."
Vi's lips curved in a smug grin that showed off her fangs. Her hips surged in a hard, fast pace that kept hitting that spot until Caitlyn was whining and twisting beneath her. "That's it, baby," Vi murmured, "You feel so good wrapped around me, you know? You're the only one who gets me. The only one who takes me. And you're gonna, aren't you? You're gonna take everything I give you."
Her orgasm took Caitlyn by surprise, almost violent in its intensity as her body shook and twisted beneath Vi as the alpha kept working her through it until she slumped onto the couch, gasping for air and a few strands of hair slicked to her forehead by sweat.
"You're so fucking beautiful," Vi whispered, still propping herself up by the arm now marked by Caitlyn's nails, staring down at her with burning eyes that spoke of an awe that made Caitlyn want to squirm. It was, frankly, unfair how Vi looked at her.
"Fuck," Caitlyn enunciated, her clit still pulsing with the aftershocks. Vi was still so damned hard inside of her, but the alpha was still despite how aroused she must be.
"That's the idea," Vi said, her voice taut with her own desire.
"You're so hard," she murmured, looking up at Vi beneath her eyelashes, "Don't you want to come, darling?"
Vi groaned next to her ear. "Don't wanna…hurt you."
She was sensitive but the alpha had promised she'd give her the what they both craved and the thought of Vi fucking her to her limit, knowing she could take it, knowing she'd turned Vi on so much by scentmarking her - it made her tingle. She tried to rock her hips into Vi's but couldn't get much leverage with how her alpha had her practically folded her in half.
"You said you'd come in me," she said with a hint of a pout, "I can take it."
Vi hissed out a breath, her hips shifting and driving all the breath from Caitlyn's lungs. It was too much, scraping against her stimulated nerve endings, it wasn't nearly enough. "You're gonna kill me, Cupcake."
"Please," she breathed out and enjoyed the way Vi's entire body shivered.
"Fuck, Cait," Vi said, and then started thrusting again, slowly at first as Caitlyn whimpered and then picking up pace as Caitlyn pleaded for it.
"Come for me," she pleaded, pressing her lips to Vi's neck, tasting her sweat.
Vi jolted forward with an almost suprised moan and then she was coming, Caitlyn throwing her head back in delight as she felt the warmth flooding into her. And then she yelped and whimpered, shook, as Vi reached clumsily between them and caught her clit against her work-roughened fingers, rolling it even as she panted harshly, until Caitlyn broke beneath her.
Caitlyn was looking through her client's criminal record, attempting to discerne where the prosecution was likely to use it against him, when her phone pinged.
Jinx: you owe me like ten cups of coffee
Caitlyn send back a single character.
?
Vi just came back to work absolutely STINKING of you. srsly, can you two not keep it in your pants FIVE SECONDS
Caitlyn laughed and laughed.
She showered, Jinx.
Yeah doesnt help when you scent mark her to high hell piltie, god