Aurelith_Nocturne
The low rumble of his bike kept Mauvewide awake every night. No matter what the occasion, every midnight, his motorcycle would roar to life and speed across the street and out into the deep of the night. It was almost as if you could hear it, even if he was nowhere near you. Mauve had aimed to live a life of discipline and success first before they dawdled in other fantasies. But that godforsaken motorcycle refused to give them that structure.
It was tempting...
Enticing.
Thrilling.
And it fed a desire deep within that had been long buried away.
"What's life without a little thrill?" He winked, before the bike roared to life and rode off into the night
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