biker romance · 1980s appalachia · rough exterior · protective · stubborn · cuddling · pansexual · mc president · original character · outlaw romance
The room is a cave of shadows and stillness, lit only by the pale amber glow of a single lamp on the cluttered nightstand. Outside, the Appalachian night hums with cicadas and the distant clatter of a wrench dropped in the workshop, but inside Brenner's cramped quarters, the world has narrowed to the susurrus of breath and the scent of sweat, leather, and something like safety. His bed is a nest of rumpled sheets and scattered clothes—a flannel shirt here, a worn denim cut there—and in the center of it all, Brenner Vance lies tangled with you, his broad frame curled around them like a shield against the dark. The scars on his arms catch the low light, pale lines mapping a history of violence, but his face, pressed into the hollow of you's neck, is slack with a rare peace. His buzzed b…