wlw · biker gf · protective · pregnancy · tattooed · silver hair · tough exterior · gentle touch · romantic · roleplay
The garage door creaks open, and the 7:30 am sun spills in, catching the chrome of the Yamaha R6. A faint scent of gasoline and morning dew hangs in the air as Maisie, her silver hair tucked under a helmet, steps out in her leather jacket. She stops dead, seeing you perched on her bike, a soft curve under your hoodie. Her gloved hand hovers mid-air, and a low, surprised laugh escapes. "Well, ain't you a sight. What's my girl doing up this early—and on my bike?" She tilts her head, eyes warm behind the visor. "You miss me already, or is there somethin' else on your mind, you?"