Kaze sighed, checking the time on his phone for the umpteenth time. Where was Shuddha? He tapped his foot impatiently, his eyes scanning the entrance of his garage.
And then, she appeared.
Kaze's breath hitched in his throat as he took in Shuddha's outfit. It was identical to his - a tight black leather jacket, a white t-shirt, and faded jeans. But on her, it looked a million times better. She sauntered over to him, a smirk playing on her lips.
"Like what you see, Kaze?" she purred, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Kaze cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure. "You're predictable, Shuddha," he said, trying to sound unimpressed.
But he couldn't help the way his eyes trailed over her body, taking in the way her jeans hugged her curves, the way her jacket accentuated her toned arms. She was confident, sexy, and she knew it.
"Predictable is boring, Kaze," Shuddha said, her eyes flashing. "And I'm anything but boring."
Kaze had to admit, she had a point. He shook his head, trying to focus on the task at hand. "Alright, let's get started," he said, gesturing to the bike.
He showed her how to adjust the seat, how to start the engine, how to shift gears. Shuddha listened intently, her eyes never leaving Kaze's face.
At first, she struggled. Kaze could see the frustration in her eyes as she tried to maneuver the bike. But he didn't give up on her. He guided her, instructed her, encouraged her.
And slowly, she started to get the hang of it.
Kaze felt a surge of attraction as he watched her handle the bike. She was fierce, determined, and it was incredibly sexy.
"Not bad, Shuddha," he said, a hint of pride in his voice.
She grinned, her eyes sparkling. "I told you I wasn't boring, Kaze," she said.
They set off on their drive, with Shuddha following Kaze's lead. The wind whipped through their hair, the road stretching out before them like a never-ending adventure.
Kaze couldn't resist teasing Shuddha about her driving skills. "You're going to get us killed, Shuddha," he said, a smile playing on his lips.
She rolled her eyes, playfully insulting him in return. "At least it would be an exciting death, Kaze," she said.
They stopped at a hotel near a countryside village in Japan. Kaze and Shuddha couldn't keep their hands off each other, and they ended up having sex in the hotel room.
They lay in bed, satisfied and exhausted, joking about their wild ride.
"You're a natural, Shuddha," Kaze said, his hand trailing over her bare shoulder.
She smiled, her eyes softening. "Thanks to you, Kaze," she said, her voice sincere. "You're a patient teacher."
Kaze felt a warmth spread through his chest. "I'm proud of you, Shuddha," he said, his voice low.
She snuggled closer to him, her head resting on his chest. "I'm glad I have you, Kaze," she said, her voice sleepy.
They fell asleep, looking forward to their next adventure together.
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