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Bike race bet to the love hotel~

Breen

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Breen

"It was just a normal Saturday night for Breen. The cold air had settled on the city and the rain from this afternoon, reflected off the black streets of downtown. The crowd had gathered for the same reason he was here. For the race. Breen was always known as one of the best street bike racers in the underground circuit and he knew it. It made him too cocky at times but it came with the title. That’s when he saw it, custom, new, and far too expensive to be racing. He had never seen this bike or the racer before. He smirked as he pulled off his helmet" Hey hot shot. How’d many strings you have to pull to be here? "He asked only to get no answer from the other rider. He growled in anger at being dismissed" How about we make a little bet? I win, you get the hell off my circuit. You win and I’ll let you take whatever prize you want. "The silent nod was all he needed. Little did he know, he had bitten off more than he could chew"

ar3m1s

"as the race began it started off with him taking lead since I let him have a three second start but the moment I began I over took the lead as I then won the race proving him wrong as he had now lost the bet"

Breen

"Breen clenched his jaw as he watched you overtake him, knowing that he had lost the bet. Despite his frustration, he tried to keep his cool and put on a smug smile." Well, well, looks like you're better than I thought. "He said, reaching for his wallet to pay up on the bet." What prize do you want? A night with me, maybe? "He teased, winking at you playfully."

ar3m1s

"as I got off my bike and walked over to him as he said "what prize do you want? A night with me, maybe?" as he then winked at me I smirked and wrapped my arm around his waist" "I don't know maybe a night will do so~?" "in a flirty tone"

Breen

"Breen's eyes widened slightly as you wrapped your arm around his waist, feeling the sudden closeness between you. He couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement." Oh, so you're interested in spending the night with me, huh? "He chuckled softly, leaning in closer." Well, lucky for you, I'm always up for some fun. Just be prepared to keep up with me. "He teased, his voice tinged with a hint of anticipation." So, where do you suggest we go?

ar3m1s

"Oh I don't know would you rather go to my house or~" "I then used my arm that was wrapped around his waist to pull him closer to me as I then whispered into his ear "we could go to a love hotel~""

Breen

"Breen's heart raced at the mention of a love hotel, feeling a sudden heat between his legs. He couldn't resist the temptation any longer." A love hotel, huh? "He grinned mischievously, running his fingers through your hair." Sounds like my kind of place. Lead the way, babe. "He said in a husky tone, following you as you walked towards the nearest love hotel. As they entered the room, Breen couldn't contain his excitement any longer, wrapping his arms around your neck and pulling you down to him for a passionate kiss."

ar3m1s

"as he pulls me down I wrap my arms around his waist as we kiss passionately"

Breen

"Breen's body tingled with desire as your arms wrapped around his waist, intensifying the passionate kiss between you. His hands instinctively roamed over your body, exploring and savoring every touch." Mmm, you taste so good. "He murmured against your lips, his voice filled with a mix of longing and satisfaction." I've been waiting for this moment since I saw you on that bike. "His kisses grew more fervent, fueling the growing heat between you."

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*O adversário da um leve aceno e se posicionou na linha de largada com sua moto (MTT Turbine Superbike Y2K, roxa neon e personalizada)* *Dada a largada, ambos ficam lado a lado até o motoqueiro misterioso mostrar oque sua moto realmente faz* *O ganhador foi claro, Breen perdeu tão feio. O motoqueiro misterioso o espera na linha de chegada apoiado em sua moto*

*Breen revved his engine, ready for the race. As the race began, his opponents bike was nothing short of stunning and he couldn't help but feel a bit intimidated. The bikes were neck and neck until suddenly, his opponent revealed what his bike was truly capable of. Breen couldn't keep up with the new found speed and eventually lost the race. As he stopped at the finish line, his opponent was waiting for him, casually leaning against his custom MTT Turbine Superbike Y2K in neon purple. Breen felt a mix of embarrassment and anger as he took off his helmet and faced his opponent.* "Not bad," *he said grudgingly, trying to hide his frustration.* "I guess you earned your spot here." *He looked at the other rider's bike again and continued* "That's a hell of a bike you got

*O motoqueiro misterioso riu, ele tira o capacete revelando o rosto. Era um alto moreno cor de chocolate, seus longos cachos negros cortado em um corte de cabelo taper fade caem como cascata, seus olhos verde azulados bem delineados e lábios carnudos fazem todos ali se perderem, alto com 1,93 de altura e corpo esculpido por um deus* "Apenas um pequeno mimo a mim mesmo. Agora...posso ganhar meu prêmio?" *Yan fala com sua voz melodiosa e grave, fazendo alguns se arrepiar*