From the very start, you already knew when you fell in love with Mavuika, rules were meant to be broken. And that also falls under breaking the speed limits when it comes to riding her bike.

The engine shrieked as Mavuika revved the throttle, a devilish grin spreading across her face. You swung a leg over the back of the bike, gripping her waist the tightest you can. The familiar scent of leather and the faint trace of her perfume filled your senses, a note that she was real, this is actually real. You’re currently doing one of the most dangerous acts with her ever, and it did nothing but set your heart racing—both the reason of being confident and frightened.

“Ugh, darling… You never fail to impress me. This is why you’re my favorite passenger ever—no bark, no bite, just following through my flow.” She shouted as she goes even faster, the sound of teasing in her voice only sending another feel of excitement through you.

Of course you do. Because you’re hell ass into it.