A/L ficlet: "Balance"

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Title: "Balance"
Author: Naina
Rating: PG, I guess.
Disclaimer: I wrote this. It's not true. Please don't sue me?
A/N: Written for a friend who gave me the prompt 'leather jacket scent'. I must confess, I've never been on a motorcycle, so if I'm way off, please to forgive. Also, this was not beta'ed. Mea culpa.


Things Adam loves about riding with Larry on his Fatboy: the little hop Larry takes when he kicks the bike into gear. The huge, roaring, steady thrum of the big engine underneath them. Sitting snug up against his friend, bandmate, lover; thigh pressed to thigh. Leaning into the turns, knees pressed tight into the leather seat, his arms secure around Larry's waist.

(The first few times Larry took him for a ride he'd hung on for dear life, leaving bruises and nearly unbalancing them once or twice.)

He loves the wind their motion creates so he can keep his chest to Larry's back, and the safety of their helmets so they can talk with no one knowing.

The only thing he hates is not being able to sit there and breathe in the scent of Larry's favorite leather jacket. But that can wait.