[ Kaoru doesn’t reply because he doesn’t miss the fact that Kojiro must be driving, and the last thing he needs is further distraction. Standing to one side of the entrance, close enough to the tree line that he could slip away and hide if someone other than Kojiro shows up first, he waits. His own bike is already parked in a clearing off of a side road—a perfect location he’d scouted upon arrival. There may be an air of spontaneity in this arrangement, and plenty of thrill given the location, but at heart he still needs control over certain variables. It also means that when they finish, they’ll be able to arrive on separate bikes as usual. Kaoru can’t say he’d mind if people found out about them, but until they have that conversation, he’s going to play it safe and not push Kojiro further outside of his comfort zone. Which, admittedly, is much wider than previously assumed.
He can hear the engine approaching and smiles beneath his mask. He had managed a few surprises of his own—some requested, others not—but on the surface he looks the same as he does every weekend. Once Kojiro rolls to a stop in front of him, Kaoru steps close enough to press a kiss to his cheek, mask still in place, and then swats his hand away from the handlebars. ]
I found a spot, scoot back. [ Once there’s room, he swings a leg over and sits in front, purposefully scooting back far enough to rub against Kojiro. He revs the engine, bites back a groan as it shakes something inside of him, and then heads towards their destination. It’s easy to get to since he knows that it’s there, but well-hidden from anyone else. Once they’re parked, he toys with the keychain dangling from the ignition and glances at Kojiro over his shoulder. ] On or off?
I always want filth
He can hear the engine approaching and smiles beneath his mask. He had managed a few surprises of his own—some requested, others not—but on the surface he looks the same as he does every weekend. Once Kojiro rolls to a stop in front of him, Kaoru steps close enough to press a kiss to his cheek, mask still in place, and then swats his hand away from the handlebars. ]
I found a spot, scoot back. [ Once there’s room, he swings a leg over and sits in front, purposefully scooting back far enough to rub against Kojiro. He revs the engine, bites back a groan as it shakes something inside of him, and then heads towards their destination. It’s easy to get to since he knows that it’s there, but well-hidden from anyone else. Once they’re parked, he toys with the keychain dangling from the ignition and glances at Kojiro over his shoulder. ] On or off?