46 and bumbleby, please?
46: “Hey, have you seen the..? Oh.”
Finally.
Finally, spring had arrived. With the last remnants of snow gone and the warm sun shining brightly in the sky, Yang couldn’t wait to dust Bumblebee off and take her out for a spin.
A quiet Sunday morning, she was careful not to wake Blake as she slipped out of their room and took a shower in the guest bathroom to avoid making as much sound as she could.
Not bothering to dry her hair completely as the excitement within her was too much to contain, she briskly walked her precious motorcycle to the end of their street before starting the engine.
In an instant, the familiar sensation of the engine coming to life beneath her and the sound of it roaring as she revved it was the last straw. She then sped off, letting out a cry of joy as the wind tickled her cheeks and breezed through her hair.
After a good ride to the other side of town and back, Yang pulled into her neighborhood and was just about to turn a corner until a brightly colored flyer on the community bulletin caught her eye. Making a u-turn, she pulled over to the bulletin and hopped off to take a better look.
“Community Book Sale Today at the Hearthstone Library,” she read, eyes lighting up as she finished the sentence. Taking an extra flyer, she hopped back on Bumblebee and raced home.
After parking her bike and closing the garage door behind her, Yang made her way back to the bedroom. She knocked gently.
“Blake, sweetie?” she asked. Pressing her ear to the door, she heard a faint mumble and the sound of sheets shifting on the bed. Lowering her voice, she opened the door and held up the flyer. “Hey, have you seen the..? Oh.”
With her back against the headboard of their bed and hands tugging at her clothing, she looked up at Yang with pleading eyes. “Yang,” she breathed, cheeks flushed with red, “I need you. Right now.”
Lying the flyer down on the nearby dresser, Yang pulled off her top and climbed back into bed, allowing Blake to undo her bra. She then did the same for Blake, and with nothing left between them, placed a tender kiss on her lips.
Spring had arrived.
