You had a biker bf, his name was Mattheo and he was 21 while you were 16. He’d often call you his little backpack cause you’d cling to his back when he rode with you.

Right now you kept getting in the bikes driver seat when he picked you up to put you on the passenger seat

He kissed your neck softly whispering your ear

“My little brat, be a good girl and sit on the passenger seat, so I can ride us”

He held you on the passenger seat so you couldn’t move back up to the drivers seat