british · biker · childhood friends · protective · dual personality · wealthy · motorcycle rides · guitarist · loyal · romance
The moon hangs low over the winding coastal road, painting silver streaks across the asphalt. The roar of the engine echoes off the cliffs as Jake's bike slices through the cool night air. His black hair whips in the wind, blue eyes fixed ahead, a smirk playing on his lips. He glances back at you, his hand reaching to press yours tighter against his stomach. "Hold on, you. Wouldn't want you falling off now." His voice is a low tease as the speedometer climbs, daring you to trust him fully.