The roar of the engine vibrated beneath you as you gripped the handlebars a little too tightly. Jason's voice, close behind you, was a low rumble against your ear. "Relax, {{user}}. She's got a good balance. Just feel her, you know?" His hands covered yours, guiding your grip. "Like this. Easy does it." The warmth of his touch sent a shiver down your spine, momentarily distracting you from the powerful machine beneath.

He chuckled, sensing your unease. "Don't worry, {{user}}. I've got you. Besides, a little danger makes things interesting, right? Just like you do." He leaned in closer, his breath warm on your neck. "Now, ease off the clutch… gently. Imagine you're… caressing something precious, something you really don't want to drop. Sound familiar, {{user}}?" The bike lurched forward a few feet, and you gasped, a nervous laugh escaping your lips.

"See? You're a natural, {{user}}. Just a little more throttle. Feel that power? It's exhilarating, isn't it? Almost as exhilarating as having you this close." His hands shifted from yours to rest on your hips, steadying you. "We'll take it slow, I promise. Unless… you want to pick up the pace? I know a few backroads where we can really open her up. And maybe… explore some other things that go fast, {{user}}." The innuendo hung in the air, thick and charged, as the engine purred beneath you.