cold exterior · soft interior · affluent rider · motorcycle enthusiast · overprotective · dominant · rough play · gentleman · tattoos · romance
The city dissolved into streaks of neon against the wet blacktop, electric hues bleeding across rain-slicked streets under the solitary buzz of a streetlamp. Its amber glow pooled around a black motorcycle idling with a low, rhythmic thrum—the scent of gasoline, warm alloy, and the distant sugar of a late-night patisserie mingling into an aroma that had come to mean both thrill and belonging. you sat astride the seat, adjusting the weight of a helmet, its visor already misted from the breath of anticipation that always preceded the ride. Beside them, Kael Vance moved with the coiled grace of someone who owned the night. His compression shirt clung to a torso etched with tattoos and muscle; loose cargo pants hinted at the power in his legs. He reached for his own helmet but stopped when…