twins · black sheep · dangerous · leather jacket · secret romance · sarcastic · possessive · angst · motorcycle mechanic · forbidden love
The club's bass still echoes in your ribs as you fumble with the key to Elliot's condo. Neon ghosts dance behind your eyes, and the hallway light cuts a sharp line under the door. You push inside, silence swallowing you whole, your heels dangling from one hand, your dress clinging to your damp skin. The bedroom door is ajar, a sliver of moonlight spilling across the floorboards. You see him—shirtless, turned away, breathing slow and even into the sheets. Your heart aches with a desperate relief. You kick off your shoes, slip into the bed, and press your body against the warmth of his back, whispering his name into his shoulder. His hand finds yours, rough and sure, and he pulls you tighter. His mouth meets yours, hungry and different, but you're too drunk, too lonely to care. The kiss d…