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Twisted Fate and Caitlyn, as requested by twistingyourfate
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Second prize for our Lolships fanfic contest
Twisted Fate and Caitlyn, as requested by twistingyourfate
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Is This Fate?
Days turned into weeks as those same weeks turned into months that let her to believe that things were finally settled. Things were as they were supposed to be for the ex sheriff of Piltover. She was living, tucked away in a small home in which she was beginning to raise a family in peace. She had allowed Fate to work in her place with the guards until she was able to return but until then she was your common darling girlfriend who was with child; a child of strength and reliance. She loved her to be son greatly but she knew their relationship would be short lived. But she had to tell herself it was for the better. Thresh held her life in his hands as well as Fate's own immortality. He could in a second destroy everything she had gone to such length to acquire. Morning came and she was in her usual spot on the her side of the bed, curled up wih a pillow between her growing breasts as she pressed her belly to the cool plush fabric. It was a holiday so she knew Fate would finally be able to stay home and pamper her how she pleased and she looked forward to his company not being interupted by abrupt summons from the cities leaders or reinforcements needing them. Letting out a soft whispered groan she rolled onto her back and propped herself up on a few pillows, placing her hand on the warm bump who had decided to feed from his sleeping father who was resting beside her. The more he fed, she could feel a cooling sensation inside her womb but she ignored it; she knew there would be specific surprises that would come with her abnormal child. A smile crossed her lips, a gentle look in her eyes as she reached over and removed a few stray strands of hair from her lover's eyes and caressed his cheek. "Good morning, darling."
For A Thousand Years [TwistingYourFate Closed RP]
Noxus is a city that resembles its inhabitants – dark and sinister. The foundation of the city was built into a granite mountain, and a fair portion of the city lies underground. Structures are built on top of and into the mountain itself. The subterranean city level of Noxus is almost as large as the top level, with numerous shops, taverns, and residences comprising the seedy underbelly of the notorious city-state. Noxus contains the largest network of dungeons anywhere on Runeterra, with numerous Noxian nobles claiming ownership over the various labyrinthine passages and subterranean rooms.
"We live in a dark, romantic, and quite tragic world." She has never seen eyes like his... Such a deep smoldering teal that looked like they were ready to undress her from the moment he laid eyes on her. He was a madman she swore to tame and control, possess his heart and soul. Only... she did not know how deep those words would become to her. From choking on her own breath and betraying her people in one single moment to watching him take his last breath in her arms, she knew her relationship with the relentless Twisted Fate would be something that would devastate her. The moment she held his lifeless corpse in her arms she knew no one would ever want to see the grief in her eyes if she had truly lost him. But it only took a miracle and the soul of her first born child to bring her fallen angel back to her. Without any hesitation, she knew her life would soon come to a close. For who would want to live an immortal life with a mortal lover? To know you would be forced to watch your young lover age, die, decay and rot while you move on through your timeless journey. No one... This took Caitlyn to the Shadow Isles, her fearless soul being offered up to the Death Warden Thresh who in return would allow her to pass away then and now to be reborn with an immortal soul. This was her only answer to proving her love for Fate. Only the twist that moment was when Thresh parted his lips, ordering Fate to be the one to murder his beloved. The sides were turned as Fate took the girl he loved into his arms and ripped her heart from her chest, claiming the one thing he knew he had. Fate had murdered his lover. Her lifeless body limp in his arms as he fell to his knees, tears of regret stinging his eyes. But all was okay for Thresh was overly joyed with his suffering and held up his end of the bargain, giving Caitlyn a second chance at life and reaping her soul as his reward. A strong one indeed. From that moment on, Thresh was in possession of Fate and Caitlyn's souls, and soon to be their first born child. A life for a life, a soul reaped and a child's fate already sealed. Born from a single night of unknown passion and romance. Caitlyn had saved his life, seen him die and had her life taken by him. Was this love? Was this destiny? Could she ever life a life safe from the darkness that shrouded her?
Of all places, this was where she had ended up. Caitlyn looked out over the darkest city in Piltover, overrun by the people she had once sought after to lock up in prisons and executed. This is where she was going to call home... As their principle went, "Only The Strong Survive" and "Forever Strong" she knew this place would not simply lay down and beg at the mercy of others; just like herself. She was strong willed and had something to fight for. Fate would constantly remind her that he was there to stay. She clung to each word that fell from his lips like a spider to a web. She had suffered enough and all she wanted was him in her life, looking over her and loving her. Putting her foot down, she was ready to settle down and be a family with him. Sure, they still needed time to prepare for their up and coming loss, but she just wanted to live a normal life. And in her heart, she knew he wanted the same thing. It was finally in her reach. She found herself deep within Noxus's mountainside living comfortable in a villa she had been able to afford with the help of Fate and a few barhopping nights. It was all she wanted. Within a week she had already settled in, getting accustom to the way Noxian's treat the inhuman that lived there. But she showed them no fear and slowly gained respect from the locals, making a few acquaintances while she learned the layout of the elegant Gothic city. She had found herself getting lost in the vast marketplaces and taverns scattered about as well as sometimes sneaking off to investigate the hundreds of hidden dungeons that littered the mountain's very being.
"Kiss me." Caitlyn demanded as she grabbed a hold of Fate's collar and pressed her lips forcefully against his own. She was not holding back when she slipped her hand down his pants and rubbing his length before pushing him into the wall behind him. Pinned and just where she wanted him. Letting a moan escape her devilish lips, Cait let his name slip from her throat in such a passionate raspy voice when she felt the slight moistness growing between her legs when she knew she had him where she wanted him. A smile and a wink later she hand his left wrist cuffed to the doorknob beside them and she pushed herself off his body. Caitlyn loved the sight she had before her. A heated Twisted Fate who was restrained and ready to give her the fuck if her life, only... she had different plans. "You promised!" She scoffed with a smirk coyly planted on her lips as she crossed her arms before him. Sexy and cocky, how did Fate ever put up with her constant use of teasing to overpower him and get his way. "I've waited long enough for you to take me dancing and you keep saying you'll take me the night after." She puffed her cheeks out a bit. Her whole fascination was brought up when she had heard from Graves that Fate had once danced and she demanded to be apart of it. On top of that, Noxus was full of live entertainment at the local taverns. She yearned for his touch out on a dance floor and she was not going to take no for an answer for another night. She was ready. Taking a single step forward, she ran her fingertips down his chest in such a seductive way, feeling the ripple of flesh where his abdominal muscles flexed beneath his shirt. "I won't let you cum for a whole week if you don't make love to me out there on the dance floor." Threats always seemed to work with Fate although she knew she would get anything she asked for regardless of the torture and teasing advances she made on him. She simply wanted to have a bit of fun with her lover and this particular moment, she was overjoyed with seeing him before her in cuffs yet again. "Please me out there and I'll give you a trip down memory lane to the night you met me."
“Part of me aches at the thought of him being so close yet so untouchable.”
Caitlyn closed her eyes as she gazed down the barren damp hallway that led to Fate's cell. Was thid her fate to watch her beloved rot to death in her own prison, helpless to do anything to change his future? Since he had been caught and arrested, Cait had done everything she could to make his last few days comfortable. She would visit him and have sweet little conversations when she could but besides that, there was nothing she could offer him. "I'm sorry, Fate..."