The coldness of the leather jacket brought a coolness to his skin. His waist felt lean and hard without any ounce of fat.
Sebastian clasped his fingers together and felt the silky locks of hair on the side of his face.
Looking at the view from his eyes, he saw a massive building in the streets as the motorcycle rolled away, passing cars and trucks.
He didn't know where he was going, but he didn't care. Sitting behind Atlas's back as his larger body leans over him, feeling the weight of the smaller body in his arms, brought a strange comfort to his soul.
He felt the strong current of wind hitting his body, and his hair fluttered in the air. His butt cheeks throb under the seat as it vibrates strongly.
He leaned forward instinctively as Atlas leaned forward to make a turn. The motorcycle made a left as it made a loud roaring sound like a mighty dragon, and the other cars that stopped moving due to the red light began to move.
