Lucian leaned against the garage wall, arms crossed, watching as Hunter circled the gleaming black bike like a curious cat inspecting prey.
"Do you even know how to ride a bike?" Lucian asked, one brow raised.
Hunter glanced up, the corner of his lips tugging into a cocky smirk. "I've driven race cars before. How hard can it be?" he said with such a confidence that sent Lucien's eyes rolling
Lucian groaned and dragged a hand down his face. "Is it possible to reselect?" he muttered under his breath. He showed have known that Hunter hasn't touched a bike in his life , why even take the position if you're dumb as a 10 year old kid
Hunter chuckled. "What was that?"
"Nothing," Lucian snapped, grabbing a wrench from the table. "Come here. Let me show you how not to die on the first turn.",
He guided Hunter through the basic controls , throttle, clutch, brake, gears , his tone professional, even if his patience was thin. Hunter, of course, took it all with that infuriating calm confidence, nodding like a prodigy who'd already mastered it by just listening.
When Lucian handed him the helmet, Hunter examined it like a foreign object. He fumbled with the straps, trying to secure them under his chin, and after a moment of watching the struggle, Lucian sighed, he's going to be the death of me ,he thought , but then again he was his responsibility
"Give it here," he said, stepping closer.
He leaned in, his fingers brushing the warm skin of Hunter's neck as he fixed the strap in place. It clicked securely. "There. Done."
He started to pull back—
But Hunter's hand suddenly slid around his waist, pulling him closer.
Lucian froze as he looked at Hunter , his heart betraying him. "What—what are you doing?" he stuttered slightly
Hunter's voice was a low murmur near his ear. "You said you needed a closer look."
Lucian's heartbeat stuttered. He could feel Hunter's breath ghosting against his cheek through the helmet visor, see the glint of amusement in those sharp eyes. For a fleeting second, everything felt too close, too charged.
He cleared his throat and took a step back so fast he almost tripped over a toolbox. "It's fine. The helmet's fine," he blurted out, turning away.
Even with the helmet on, he swore Hunter was smirking.
Then the engine roared to life. Hunter revved it once, twice , smooth, confident , and took off down the practice track.
Lucian folded his arms, watching as Hunter maneuverered around the cones, unsteady at first, then adapting quickly. He had natural instincts , a little reckless, a little raw ,but undeniably talented.
A low chuckle came from behind him. "The kid's not bad," said Old Man Harris, stepping beside him, his weathered face creased into a smile.
Lucian exhaled, eyes still on Hunter. "He's got potential. But he's overconfident. If he doesn't learn control, he'll crash before the second lap."
Harris chuckled again, glancing at him. "You think you'll reach the finals with a new rider?"
Lucian hesitated, watching Hunter make another turn, smoother this time. "The goal right now is just to survive the elimination round. If he pulls that off, then we'll talk about finals."
"Hmm," Harris hummed. "You sound like a man trying not to hope."
Lucian didn't answer right away , "don't forget we have some who trained the moment the lost last season , hope its the last thing we could budget right now" he said as he looked at Hunter ,you're my only hope to take my revenge and crush the Gray's
Hours later, the garage was quiet. The faint smell of fuel and metal hung in the air. Lucian worked silently, wiping oil from the tools and sweeping the floor. Hunter had already left for some "urgent business," and the sudden silence felt heavier than it should.
He leaned on the counter, staring at the bike Hunter had been practicing on. "Why agree to be my rider if you're so damn busy?" he muttered under his breath. But he couldn't blame him , being an alpha meant everything falls upon you , and him being the next CEO must be stressful ,
The sound of footsteps behind him made him turn.
And the world stopped.
That scent, faint, familiar, sharp.
"Ethan," Lucian breathed.
The man standing in the doorway looked almost the same. Tousled black hair, calculating eyes, that faint smirk that once made his heart race. But now, all Lucian felt was the sting of memory.
They stood in silence for a few seconds that felt like hours. Then Old Man Harris came bustling in, breaking the tension with a hearty laugh.
"Ah, I see you two have met already!" he said cheerfully, oblivious to the storm brewing in the room. "Lucian, I'm going to be Ethans new repairman on the upcoming Reagent tournament . I would've told you earlier, but it all happened quick."
Lucian's jaw tightened. "It's fine," he said curtly. "Not a problem.", spoiler it wasn't , of course , he should have knew that the old man will do something like this, Afterall the both of us use to work with him
Harris turned to Ethan's bike, pointing proudly. "We've just finished repairs on this one. Smoothest engine in the shop."
Lucian's eyes widened as recognition hit him. That bike......wasn't it the one Harris said it had problem and he fixed it himself last week, not knowing who it belonged to. His stomach twisted. So I've been fixing my rival's machine? And Harris hid it from me .... traitor
Ethan caught the look in his eyes and smiled faintly. "you look shocked , is there something you want to say?," he murmured.
Lucian didn't respond, he pullulated Harris mind to become a liar like him, He went back to wiping down the counter, jaw clenched tight enough to ache. I will never admit to fixing your bike stupid
Harris continued chatting, going on about the elimination rounds and track conditions. Ethan nodded absently, but his gaze kept flicking back to Lucian, studying the sharp lines of his face under the soft fluorescent lights.
When Harris finally left the garage, silence fell again. Heavy. Uncomfortable.
Lucian couldn't handle being in the same room with him , each second felt like an eternity, nuh uh , never signed up for this shit , he thought as he picked up his bag, ready to leave.
"You seem happy these days," Ethan said suddenly, his tone light, but his words edged with something sharp.
Lucian question caught him off guard as he halted his step but didn't turn. "I'm fine," he said flatly. His trying to get into me , that's it
Ethan gave a hollow laugh. "You're not even going to ask how I've been?"
"You look fine too," Lucian said without emotion.
Ethan's hands clenched. "You really are cold now, huh?"
"Maybe I learned it from you," Lucian replied quietly, slinging his bag over his shoulder.
Ethan took a deep breath, forcing a smirk. "I still think about you, you know."
Lucian froze, the words hitting him harder than he expected. Slowly, he turned to face him. "Then stop," he said softly. "Our story ended a long time ago."
He walked past him, the echo of his footsteps fading down the hall. Ethan, nothing you say , no matter how much my heart yearn for you , ill never come back to you....ever
Ethan stood there, the mask cracking for just a moment. Then he slammed his fist against the wall, the sound echoing through the empty garage.
"Then why," he whispered, his voice raw, "does it still feel like I'm losing you all over again .....don't tell me...you found someone else" his fist clenched hard as his knuckles turned white " shit........ why I'm i thinking about it too much"
Lucian fluttered from his sleep as he felt some hot sensation from his body , he slowly opened his eyes and saw Hunter kissing his bulge , he screamed and abruptly stood up and yanked Hunter by the hair , he looked at him in disbelief "wh-what do you think you're doing " his breath hitched as he gasped to regain his breath
Hunter just smirked and shot out his tongue and licked his bulge "relax ... i just want to make you feel good " he said in a seductive voice and Lucians breath hitched. Did he sneak in my room to do this , " what the heck are you tal-" but Hunter never gave Lucian a chance to talk as he rubbed his dick, Lucian placed his hand on his arm to prevent his moans from escaping , did Hunter officially lost his mind , he thought , but he couldn't remove him , the feeling of being touched satisfied him , Hunter smirked as he looked at Lucien
"good boy" he purred the last word as he hooked the underwear down and Lucien penis bounced out , as straight as it could , Lucien's blushed slightly , the heat was spreading through his body , he bit his lower lip, we are going to do it for the second time?
Hunter took Lucien's penis by the mouth as it , his tongue teasing the entrance , Lucian quivered as his body arched forward , fuck..... this is good , Lucien though as he found his hand over Hunters head and he guided him even deeper ,more ...i need more , he breathed out
Just then a pair of arms wrapped around his body and Lucien paused , he slowly turned his head and his eyes widened in shock , "Ethan?" he said and he yelped as Ethan's hand assaulted his nipples , wait why was there two alphas in my room
"relax little omega , we are going to devour you tonight"