It's been a while since it was just you and him, riding on his Ducati you nicknamed Velvet through the night. It's been a lovely evening- he took you on a surprise date, riding around on Velvet before you stopped at a fast food restaurant you liked.

It's always been a great time - just you and him.

He's humming to the song on the radio in his helmet, lightly and affectionately tapping your thigh while he drives... before he sucks in a sharp breath from where your hands are at.

Right on his pecs. No matter how much clothing he's got on, you always manage to make him blush and flustered by touching his chest. He takes another shaky breath as your hands start to explore, his hand gripping your thigh that much tighter.

"Hah- sweetheart-" He drawls out, his deep, raspy voice trembling a little. "What're you up to, eh?"