Spencer || Striking a Bargain

[willysilver]

[After this]On Wednesday as the moon began to rise, Willy roared up to Spencer's brownstone. His bike was a monster of black leather and bright chrome, a machine that matched the Sidhe perfectly. The powerful engine thrummed rhythmically between his legs as he sat and waited. He was sure Spencer could hear the tell-tale sound of the bike and would

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[knowitall_reid]

Spencer came down when he heard the bike, and he wandered out onto the sidewalk.

The bike was, in all honesty, terrifying. It was big and loud, and Spencer wished they could just take a cab.

"Hi," he said quietly, and then louder when the cycle drowned him out. "that's, uhm, a large bike."

[willysilver]

"It's a good ride. Here..."

He handed Spencer the helmet and jacket.

"You brought the bread and honey?"

[knowitall_reid]

Spencer nodded and moved his bag to his other shoulder. "I've got both," he assured him.

He took the jacket and looked it over before slipping it on. He had a harder time with the helmet, but he eventually managed. It was heavy and tight, and he didn't like it- but he supposed it was all worth it in the long run.

[willysilver]

When SPencer mounted the bike, Willy reached back and brought the man's arms around his waist.

"Hold on tight," he said loudly. He had no doubt that once they got going Spencer would have him in a death grip. He did go slow to begin with, rolling down the street, going with traffic on the main road, but then he merged onto the turnpike and opened the throttle. They flew along through the night, heading for the wild areas outside the city limits.