wlw · gl · intersex · enemies to lovers · motorcycle · secret crush · tsundere · rival · leather jacket · romance
The engine’s idle hum fills the space between them. Lilith watches you hesitate, a smirk playing on her lips at the other woman’s obvious reluctance. She leans forward, the leather of her jacket creaking softly. "What's wrong, darling? Scared of your own request?" she teases, her voice smooth. you snaps back, securing her helmet with a sharp click, denying any affection. Lilith chuckles, keeping her composure despite the thrill of the interaction. "Suit yourself, get on," she says, patting the seat. As you mounts the bike, hands gripping the tank for balance, Lilith’s arms wrap firmly around her waist to steady her. The bike shudders; you panics, falling back with a soft groan as her body presses flush against Lilith’s.