Something new.

Little one

•600 wrds•

<perspective change to 3rd person for rest of story srrys pepls>

The cold air whipped against danny's face turning her cheeks a dusty pink She pushed her face into his shoulder trying to cure herself of the cold wind he chuckled as she did that, he leaned and turned the bike into an alleyway speeding on to where he was taking her.
His muscles shifted under her chest when he leaned making her blush with dirty thoughts of the mysterious stranger known as frank.
the nights stoplights ahead are blurry as we pass them, suddenly he slipped his hand on top of hers his cold complexion of his skin against hers leaving hers with a cool haze when he suddenly giving her hand a brief squeeze as if he was trying to tell her that you're doing wonderful, 'why is his hand freezingly cold?' Her thought swarmed in her head furiously furrowing her eyebrows in frustration.
She shook her head and let it be washed away from the cold wind when it began to bite at her face again.
After, a few minutes more of the cold wing hitting them roughly he stopped the bike and shifted the kick stand up right and patted her hand softly whispering a husky sound came out of his dry throat; "were here, little one" he smirked while saying it too.
But why? Such an odd thing to say to a complete stranger you knew for only an hour or two, but She blushed madly and thanked whatever god there was that he couldn't see her blushing face underneath this bulky helmet of his, lost In a trance of his words She hadn't noticed that he placed both sides of his hands and shoved the helmet off exposing her tomato face.
He laughed softly and kissed her cheek making my blush increasing in darkness but left a soft white spot that outlined his lips upon my cheek, he grabbed her hand now in a hurry and began to walk deeper into the dark alley that had been lit up only by a stranded night lamp.
Out of curiosity her mind began to wander again, "were in Chicago, and we have to..er..meet a guy" he said as if he could read her mind her head flooded with a thousand more questions, he tsked at her and suddenly shoved her to his side his hand in her back pocket of her jeans brushing lightly against her ass.
She wanted to shove him away but for some peculiar reason She didn't She looked up at his dark green eyes, his infamous smirk stretching that lip ring.
She felt a sharp wave go through her stomach as if somebody had stabbed her, he leaned in slowly his eyes devouring her own seconds turned to moments She felt his breath on het lips.
is he going to kiss me?! She began to panic the only other person who had kissed her was peter is this cheating??? She froze.
Then a door opened loudly slamming against a cold metal wall, showing a man with dark raven hair cut into a grown out buzz cut, a dark suit as well with franks except the tie was white with a crow rustling it's feathers, his features hidden but dark with time, his brown eyes glaring and his lips turn into a scowl he was a dog ready to pounce if me or frank made a wrong move the man shifted his death glare to frank, frank loosened his tie, loosing his calm demeanor he stared up at the man who's glare was making him be intimidated but without the fear that the man wanted.
"I see you've got a new toy."