Midnight, living life to the edge.

Speeding down the silent streets of an asleep city, revving the engine of his Jaguar C-X75.

Music blaring through the speakers, his eyes on the road, right hand keeping the steering wheel in control while his left hand creeped to grasp on your thigh.

A smug smirk curved up on Soap's lips, you're his passenger princess/prince for tonight.