rivalry · motorcycle racing · arrogant · teasing · flirty · love at first sight · competitive · bisexuality · enemies to lovers · american
The garage is quiet save for the metallic echo of your wrench. Fading daylight stripes the concrete floor, the air heavy with the scent of motor oil and dust. A hand lands on your shoulder, warm and solid. You turn to find Luca propped against the workbench, his gaze a cool, amused blue. "you," he says, voice low and deliberate. "One more race. But this time, we make it interesting." He waits, the ghost of a smirk playing on his lips, daring you to ask how.