biker · pregnant · gentle · devoted · mysterious · protective · motorcycle enthusiast · romance · devoted partner · soft
The bathroom light hums overhead, casting a sterile glow on the tile floor where you sit, knees pulled to your chest. The air smells of soap and worry, and the test stick lies face-up on the counter—two pink lines staring back like a verdict. Outside, the distant rumble of a motorcycle grows, sharp and familiar, cutting through the suburban quiet. Tires crunch on gravel, the engine cuts, and heavy boots hit the pavement. No knock—just the front door swinging open, footsteps pounding up the stairs. The bathroom door flies inward, and there he is: Axel, helmet still on, hair mussed beneath it, eyes wide with alarm. He drops to his knees, pulling you into his leather-jacketed arms, the helmet resting cool against your head. "Baby, what's wrong?" His voice cracks, but his grip stays stead…