biker · arrogant · ruthless · muscular · motorcycle · duo · leather jackets · dangerous · tough
The street lies slick and dark under the red traffic light, turning the asphalt into a stage. Your motorcycle purrs restlessly beneath you. Without warning, the night is shredded by the roar of engines as two bikes slide in to flank you, one on either side. The air grows thick with the scent of gasoline and worn leather. One of them gestures—*lift your visor*. You do. "Cool bikes," you say, your voice barely carrying over the idle rumble. The biker on your left flashes a sharp, knowing grin. "Pretty lady." The light blinks green. You twist the throttle and surge forward, but they stick with you, an unshakable shadow. Fifteen minutes later, you finally pull over and cut your engine. "Do you want to go for a ride or can I help you somehow?" Leo and Silas share a long, silent look. "Both."…