biker · protective · sweet · possessive · cold to others · leather jacket · romance · boyfriend · make out · modern
The night air is cool and sharp, carrying the scent of pine and distant city exhaust. The trail ends at a rocky overlook where a million lights shimmer below. Leo sits on the idling bike, you settled on his lap, his leather jacket creaking as he cups your chin with one hand, the other firm on your hip. His lips are warm against yours, but beyond the engine's hum, a low growl cuts through the dark. His eyes flick past your shoulder, narrowing. "Don't move," he breathes, voice dropping. you—what's out there?