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Summary: things heat up after Colby takes reader on a bike ride
Warnings: SMUT18+, swearing, best friends to lovers, motorcycle riding, flirting, kissing, hair pulling, biting, scratching, fingering, unprotected sex, filth
Word Count: 2.7k | unedited
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As you walk through the door after a long and frustrating day at work, your phone rings in your pocket, "Hello?"
"Hey. You busy?" Colby asks from the other end, "I got something I want to show you."
"Just got home from work, had a.. bad, day I guess? I don't know. But no, not busy." You set your keys on the counter, "What's up?"
"Got the new bike today."
"You. Me. Bike ride. Now."
"Already on my way."
"I thought it sounded weird." You laugh, "Is that your new Bluetooth helmet thing?"
"Sure is. I'll be there in like.." he trails off and you hear the sound of his engine revving outside, "Now."
"I just have to change and then I'll be out." You walk over, peaking out of the window by your door, "Oh that looks so sick."
"Wait until you see it up close."
"Give me five minutes." You hang up and run back to your room to get changed. You change from your work pants, into the jeans you designated as your riding pants, and slip on your boots.
You grab your leather jacket off of the chair as you walk by, and make your way out.
Your jaw drops as you walk up, "Colby, this thing is ridiculous." You look up at him, "Like in the best way possible."
"Phew." He sighs as he shuts off the bike, "For a second there I thought you were going to say you hated it." He laughs, reaching behind him to unhook a white helmet, "Here."
"What's.. this?" You ask taking the helmet into your hands, "Is this mine?"
He nods, "Yeah, I had one made with an intercom system, Bluetooth, everything mine has so we can talk back and forth and can actually hear each other."
You reach up and grab the small horns coming out of his helmet, "You do care about me."
"Well, you're my best friend, and I don't want you bored while we ride, so." He shrugs and you can see him smile behind his helmet, "Here. Put it on."
He takes it from you and you put your jacket on before stepping towards him. He pushes hair from your face and slides the helmet down over your head, "How does it fit?"
