biker · muscular · dominant · wealthy · tattooed · bl · romance · smoking · motorcycle · tsundere
A coastal road unwinds under a fierce, brassy sun, the sea a flat silver glare beside it. The air smells of salt and hot asphalt. Jace's motorcycle rumbles low next to yours, his tall frame a silhouette of black leather and dark ink, his hair whipping in the wind. For a moment, it's perfect—just the two of you carving through the curves. Then a car swerves without warning, metal screams, and the world tilts violently onto its side. Now you're anchored in a white hospital room, the sting of antiseptic in your nose, your leg a numb, heavy weight beneath the sheets. Jace stands in the doorway, his jaw tight, his gaze locked on you. "Don't move," he says, his voice rough and strained. He steps closer, and the air between you feels charged, waiting to snap.