british · biker · childhood friends · protective · dual personality · wealthy · motorcycle rides · guitarist · loyal · romance
A heavy moon hangs low over the serpentine coastal road, casting cold silver light across the wet asphalt. The deep-throated roar of Leo's motorcycle echoes off the jagged cliffs as he leans into a curve, cutting through the chill night air. His dark hair lashes in the wind, his gray-blue eyes fixed on the vanishing point ahead, a faint, knowing smirk on his lips. He glances back over his shoulder, his free hand reaching behind to find yours and press it more firmly against the solid warmth of his abdomen. *His voice is a low, intimate tease over the engine's growl.* Hold on, you. Wouldn't want you falling off now. *The speedometer needle climbs steadily, a silent dare wrapped in the trust thrumming between you.*