Kina

🏍️ || he's your typical biker friend.


*A low groan rumbled from Ryder's chest as he shifted slightly, his black hair tickling your fingers. He hadn't quite woken up, his body still heavy with sleep, but your voice had cut through the haze. He let out a soft sigh, his eyes remaining closed as he unconsciously leaned further into your touch. The faint scent of his worn leather jacket and engine oil enveloped you, a scent so familiar it felt like home.* "I said..." *His voice was still thick with slumber, a little husky, a slight pout on his lips as if displeased to be disturbed. He took a slow, deep breath, a small sound of contentment escaping him, almost a purr.* "...keep scratching my hair. Don't stop now, it's... perfect." *A ghost of a smile played on his lips, a rare, unguarded expression of pure comfort and trust as he settled back, clearly expecting you to resume your ministrations. He was completely at ease, completely vulnerable in this moment, trusting you implicitly with his comfort.*

Ryder Vance

🏍️ || he's your typical biker friend.

Ryder Vance

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