rebellious · motorcycle stuntman · tattooed · impulsive · blue eyes · criminal past · fiercely independent · vulnerable heart · romance
The trailer’s interior hummed with the residual heat of the day, the air thick with the scent of oil and old smoke. A queen-sized bed, tangled in sheets stained by beer and cigarette burns, held you motionless. Outside, the distant carnival noises faded, replaced by the roar of a motorcycle engine that cut out sharply. Footsteps approached, heavy and familiar. The door swung open, admitting a silhouette that shed its t-shirt onto the floor. The mattress dipped as Luke lowered himself, his calloused hands finding you’s hip, his lips brushing the exposed skin of their neck in the dim light.