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The bikes roared to a stop in the garage, and Throttle's tail, which was still curled around Charley's waist, lifted her off the bike and set her gently on her feet. Modo's eyes narrowed slightly as he watched Throttle slide an almost shy grin at her as he took his helmet off. Vinnie, celebrating their victory, didn't seem to notice. Modo grinned happily as he realised what this could mean, and wrestled Vinnie into a headlock.

"Come on Vinnie, let's get the root beer." He chuckled, dragging him to the kitchen and leaving Charley and Throttle alone in the garage. A few awkward minutes passed, then Charley sighed and spread her arms.

"Well, I better go change." She smiled ruefully, but as she turned to go Throttle caught her hand.

"I want to look at you." He murmured, his gaze raking over her. Charley felt naked under his eyes, and laughed nervously.

"Well take a good look, because this is the last time for a long time that you will see me like this." The heat radiating from him made her shiver, and he rubbed his thumb lazily over her knuckles. He pulled her hand closer, and Charley followed it slowly, a step at a time, until she stood right in front of him. This close, she could see her breath blowing over his fur, the small breeze rippling his fur like long grass in a prairie wind. The kitchen door banged open, and Vinnie strode in, quickly followed by Modo. Throttle dropped her hand is if they had been burned, and Charley sprang away from him.

"Hey sweetheart, here you go." Vinnie said, tossing Throttle and Charley a root beer each. Charley laughed to cover her flush of embarrassment, and tossed it back to him.

"Thanks Vinnie, but Cinderella's gotta change back into plain old Cinders." She smiled. "But thanks anyway."

"Hey, Charley-girl?" Throttle's voice stopped her as she reached the kitchen door. Her heart hammering in her chest, she managed to turn and fix them with a nonchalant face.

"Hm?"

"You looked...beautiful tonight, really beautiful." He gazed at her, and noticed her breathing come a little shorter as her cheeks flushed.

"You sure did Charley-ma'am." Modo murmured.

"You were totally hot babes." Vinnie grinned. Charley sighed happily and smiled.

"Thanks guys. It means a lot." Her smile grew, and Throttle felt his stomach flip over. Then, with a swing of the door, she was gone. Vinnie rounded on Throttle.

"Beautiful? You never say beautiful. Even when you were going out with Carbine!"

"Vinnie!" Modo shut him up, then looked at Throttle. "How bad is it?" Throttle put his head in his hands.

"Bad bros, I got it bad." He moaned. "I can't stop thinking about her. But she's a friend, she's Charley-girl..."

"And she's totally hot for you." Vinnie finished quietly, and they looked at him in surprise. "Come on dude, even I can see it. I just wondered when you'd figure it out." Modo put a hand on Throttle's shoulder.

"Go for it. If we're right, it'll all work out just fine, you'll see." Throttle's bike rolled forward and pushed against him, emitting a soft beep. He smiled and patted it, then sighed.

"Where's the dogs bros, I'm hungry."

"Yeah!" Vinnie grinned and slung an arm around his shoulders and the three of them headed for the lounge.

Charley grinned as she finally descended into the lounge. She had showered and dressed into a long t shirt, slouch socks and loose pyjama pants, the dress hung safely in her wardrobe. Her usually unruly hair had that much hairspray holding it neatly in place that she had been forced to shower to get it all out, as brushing hadn't worked. So by the time she finally got downstairs, gentle snores greeted her from the direction of the chairs. Smiling fondly, she got a couple of blankets from a nearby cupboard and draped them over the sleeping mice. Vinnie shifted slightly in his sleep, and she paused, worried she'd woken him, but he muttered something about carburettors and went back to sleep. When she came to Throttle, she carefully laid the blanket on him and tucked him in tenderly, but couldn't resist stroking his rough knuckles gently. She gave in to her desires, and lightly ran her hand across the soft fur on his forehead and cheek, then leaned in and planted a feather light kiss on his head. She turned away, not noticing his eyes slowly open, and started when he grabbed her hand.

"Throttle! You scared me to death! I thought you were asleep!" She whispered hoarsely, a blush staining her cheeks. He smiled lazily, and drew his fingers across her hand.

"Ride with me." He commanded, getting up.

"What?"

"Ride with me. I want to take you some place."

"It's two in the morning."

"I don't care. Come on." Relentlessly, he dragged her to the connecting door to the garage.

"I'm not dressed properly!"

"I'm the only one who's gonna see you, it's ok." Charley gave up fighting him and allowed herself to be pulled into the garage, her head swimming at the sensation of his fingers threading through hers. As he mounted his bike, his tail wrapped around her waist once more and seated her as close as possible on the bike behind him. She leant down and tucked her pyjama pants into the tops of her socks, bagging them out around the elastic, and settled the helmet on her head. Nodding to Throttle, she wrapped her arms tightly around him, and his tail slid tighter in unspoken answer. Without turning her on, he silently wheeled his bike out of the garage so as not to wake his sleeping bros, and set off quietly down the road. A safe distance away, he finally allowed her to growl to life, and they set off into the dark night. From the lounge windows, his bros grinned, and returned to their chairs for the night.

Throttle rode for a long time at a fast speed, just enjoying the feel of the woman holding to his back. His tail had wrapped around her so that the tip was at the centre of her back, and he stroked it back and forth across the line of her spine, gently tickling her and earning a shiver for its efforts. He felt her lift her head, and grinned as he realised that she was guessing where they were going. He turned down a little road, and brought the bike to a stop on a small crest that overlooked a large expanse of water. Charley took off her helmet and shook out her hair, and Throttles sensitive nose picked up the hint of honey and jasmine that was disturbed as her hair flew in the gentle breeze. He closed his eyes, savouring the scent, and his jeans tightened.

"Lake Michigan?" The Chi-town lilt to her voice set Throttles heart humming, which quickly changed to a hammering as she wound her arms around his neck and tickled his neck with her breath.

"It looks so beautiful by starlight. I've never been by night before. Of course, you need someone to come with." Throttles hands slipped off the handlebars suddenly and came to rest on his thighs. Control yourself mouse! She didn't even mean it like that! Unbidden, an image sprang into his mind of Charley lying under him, her face in ecstasy as she came with him. Coughing, he tried to cover his embarrassment, and half turned to look at her over his shoulder.

"Charley-girl? I want to show you something." He lifted her off the bike carefully, took a deep breath and dismounted himself. When he turned around, Charley stood in front of him, her hand outstretched. Giving her a small smile, he lightly touched her fingertips, and they curled around his, interlocking their fingers. He led her forward, past his bike to the edge of the overhang and pulled her round so that her back was pressed against his chest. His left arm wrapped around her waist, holding her close, and his right arm snaked across her shoulders. Charley tried desperately to focus, but the heat of his body made her head spin, and her body felt as if it was melting like butter in his arms.

"I used to come here when I couldn't sleep, especially after Carbine broke up with me." His husky voice fell on her ears like chocolate, and Charley tried to banish the image of silken sheets from her head. "I'd sit on my bike and stare up at the stars, and remember all the things I've seen...and done. And I'd ask her forgiveness, and her guidance."

"Her?" Charley's voice whispered. Throttles right arm moved and pointed up into the night sky to a shining red star.

"The first lady I ever loved."

"Mars." Charley murmured, her heart sinking. It would always be Mars. It took her a moment to realise that Throttle was talking again.

"But you know what? She was silent. She had nothing for me. She didn't tell me anything. But I still found them. I just hadn't realised where they were coming from." He turned Charley round, and leant his forehead against hers. "Everything I needed, I found in you. A smile from you made everything right. The sound of your voice chased the memories away." He exhaled slowly, and huffed slightly in laughter. "I'm never any good at this sorta thing." Charley put a hand to his face.

"You're doing just fine." She whispered. Throttle smiled a wan smile.

"I guess what I'm trying to say Charley is that...life on Earth wouldn't be nothing without you babes." Charley grinned.

"Likewise." She murmured, and pressed a tiny kiss to his cheek. Throttle stiffened at the unexpected contact, but before she could pull away he crushed her to him, burying his head in her shoulder. Charley threw her arms around his neck and nuzzled into the soft velvet fur that graced his collarbone, loving the texture of it on her skin.

Throttle caught himself as his knees began to buckle when she nuzzled close to him. His hand tangled in her hair, and he couldn't take it any longer. He pulled her hair, enough to make her bring her head back, and slammed his lips into hers. His tongue ran along her closed lips, and she opened them slightly, darting her tongue out against his buck teeth, which playfully nipped at the corners of her mouth. She gasped as the tiny flickers of pain raced through her, making her grab onto him for support, and Throttle took advantage of her wider open mouth to thrust his tongue mercilessly inside, tasting every inch of her sweet cavernous depths. Surprised, Charley tentatively flicked her tongue against the one that assaulted her, and Throttle growled quietly. Charley grinned, and boldly swept her tongue across his, tangling them in a frenzy of passion. Throttle groaned loudly into her mouth, and Charley felt it quiver through her body and settle between her legs, a hot bubbling pool that threatened to overwhelm her.

Abruptly, Throttle pulled back and grinned at her, then took her hand and led her away from the overhang. Charley huddled closer to him, holding his upper arm with her free hand, not wanting to let him go. A sparkle caught her eye, and she watched as the moonlight danced across the surface of the water. Pulling on Throttles arm, she stopped their walk around the edge and left him to clamber down the embankment. Taking a deep breath to gather courage for what she was about to do, she turned her face to the moon and slowly began to strip off, dropping her clothes on the ground next to her. Looking at Throttle over her shoulder, she stepped into the icy water, feeling its chilly caress as her naked body slid into its embrace.

Throttle watched in fascination as the gorgeous creature in front of him shed her clothes, revealing more and more of her pale skin. The moonlight clung to the contours of her body, creating shadows and shades that called out to be explored by his fingers. Her auburn hair hung to just below her shoulders, and her toned body flexed and twisted as she pulled off each piece of material. Finished, she stood gazing at the moon, her back to him, and he couldn't take his eyes off her, any more than he could move. His gaze raked over her naked form, eying her slim legs, her small pert butt, and her lithe torso, which twisted as she half turned to look at him over her shoulder. His belly growled as she flashed him the most seductive glance he had ever seen, and he watched her avidly as she stepped into the water. When she was far enough out, she turned to face him fully, and watched him steadily. His eyebrows arched in amusement, and he locked gazes with her as he began to strip out of his clothes.

Charley watched, methodically treading water as he shrugged out off his leather waistcoat. His body was hard and muscular, the ridges on his abdomen catching the light, and she longed to run her fingers over them. His boots and socks followed, and Charley caught her breath as his jeans followed. His legs were strong and toned, and were a testament to the training he endured to keep himself in shape. But Charley's thoughts were thrown into total disarray as his boxers whispered down his legs and he stood before her, gloriously naked. Charley was not surprised to see that he was well endowed, his manhood already at semi attention as he began to walk forwards. His tail lashed nervously, the only outward sign of his slight apprehension as he began to wade through the water towards her. Charley tried desperately to collect her thoughts as the Adonis in front of her continued to stare at her, the water swirling around her as he came closer. Finally, her thoughts landed in their correct places, and she managed to flick a sultry smirk at him before surface diving and swimming away. Throttle grinned and copied her, his strong muscles moving him through the water with ease.

They swam together for a while, playing freely under the moonlight, teasing each other as they came close, only for one to swim away quickly, leaving the other to chase them. Tiny touches and kisses soon grew hotter and more enjoyable, until finally Charley could stand it no more. Surfacing, she looked for Throttle, who was watching in the other direction for her. She silently slid beneath the water and approached him quietly, trying not to alert him to her presence. Without warning, Throttles legs were pulled from under him, and he found himself face to face with smouldering aquamarine eyes. Amongst the bubbles, Charley captured him in a lip bruising kiss, running her tongue along his teeth immediately and gaining entrance quickly. Their mouths moved hungrily, each wanting to taste the other, and Throttles arms wrapped around her waist, crushing her to him. Charley ran her hands through his thick hair, taking great care around his sensitive antennae, and winding her fingers in its luscious strands. The cold air on her body made her gasp, and Throttle grinned as he gained the upper hand, his tongue slamming into her mouth as he eagerly battled with her tongue. His tail whipped around her leg, hoisting it onto his hip as he carried her out of the water and laid her on their untidy heap of clothes, positioning himself between her legs. His mouth never left hers as his hands explored her body, and his tail lazily unwrapped itself from her leg and snaked up her body, reaching her hardened nipple and rolling around it, eliciting a moan from her lips. His torturous mouth finally left her, only to fasten on her other nipple, his buck teeth gently biting at her sensitised nub. She hissed in pain through clenched teeth, and Throttle froze as the sound pierced his passion induced haze like a knife through butter.

He raised his head and stared at her with worry lined in his face, his red eyes holding nothing but concern for her.

"Charley-girl? I'm sorry. I didn't want this to be so fast." Her hand tangled in his hair.

"Throttle, if I didn't want this, we wouldn't be here." She whispered.

"But I hurt you. I don't wanna hurt you Charlene, I want to love you. I could never hurt you." She smiled at him, turning his face to hers.

"I know you couldn't. I love you too." She tugged slightly on his hair, and lowered his face to hers once more. Their kiss was sweet, gentle and loving, but had lost none of its potency. It spoke volumes between them, the love that they shared, the desire that they had for each other, the mutual need to be together. After long minutes they parted, and Charley took the initiative. Taking his hand, which had been stroking her hip, she placed it on her breast, and arched into the touch. Throttle groaned at the contact, kneading it in his strong fingers, pinching and thumbing her nipple. Charley panted as white fire screamed through her, and her body bucked beneath him as the sensations tumbled through her body. Throttle lowered his head to the other breast and flicked his tongue over it, earning a gasp from Charley's already panting mouth. He very gently bit on her pert nipple and drew it behind his teeth, beginning to suckle on it. Charley arched so much it was like her back was going to break, and her leg flexed, stroking up his own and resting on his hip. Her hands fisted their clothes as she succumbed to the mind blowing pleasure that Throttle caused her, and she was dimly aware of his tail stroking up and down her leg, then dancing in lazy patterns across her tight tummy. He switched to the other breast, and she tangled her fingers in his thick hair, that danced gently in the breeze. The cold air on her moist breast tingled, the sensation adding to the fire that roared through her body and blazed at her centre.

His teeth scraped gently across her skin as he kissed and licked his way to her navel, spending time exploring the softness of her skin. It was new to him, this revelation of skin instead of fur, and it intoxicated him. He was heady with it, and he wanted to taste every inch of his Charley-girl's body. The rough velvet fur of his tail explored every inch of her as his calloused fingertips stroked down her soft skin, marvelling at the baby soft texture. His head reeled as she moaned loudly, and he realised that he liked the sound she made, the sound of his Charley-girl, all his, and no-one else's. Her skin tasted sweet, a mixture of the fresh water from the lake and thin sheen of perspiration from her honey scented skin. He lapped at it gently, savouring each taste, and straightened her hips as he licked slowly lower. His fingers tickled her gently as he widened her legs, settling them around his shoulders. Charley pushed herself up onto her forearms, raising herself to watch him, her mouth open and her breathing laboured. She gazed at him from hooded eyes as he licked and nibbled his way up her inner thigh.

"Throttle..." She breathed, and with a quick look at her to ascertain that he was allowed to continue, he thrust his muzzle into her dripping wetness, his tongue delving deep into her centre. Charley cried out in pleasure as his wicked tongue flicked inside her, his buck teeth grazing her sensitive flesh, and her arms gave out as she fell back onto their clothes. She mindlessly thrust her hips towards his questing tongue, and he slid his hands beneath her ass, holding her and kneading them in his strong hands. His tail stroked up and rolled around her nipple once more, teasing it and flicking it, making her call out his name in pleasure. Throttle felt her muscles slowly building up, and flicked his tongue over the sensitive bundle of nerves, making her arch her back and thrust into his hands and sweet tongue even more. Her hands tangled again in his hair, pushing him closer to her, a silent plea that Throttle responded to immediately. Grabbing her hip with one hand, he moistened two fingers quickly and positioned them at her moist folds. A quick tug on her nub with his teeth made her moan loudly, and he slid his fingers in slowly. Charley was surprised by the cold fingers, then opened her legs wider to allow him fuller access. His fingers began to move, slowly at first, then faster as she began to moan. His mouth sucked and flicked over her swollen clit, and she called out his name brokenly as her body began to tense. Throttle worked even faster, his sensitive nose picking out her musky scent as her climax reached its peak. She screamed as his devious tongue and nimble fingers shot her into the stars, and he groaned against her quivering centre as her nectar flowed over his hand and into his mouth, coating him completely. His fingers moved slower, softly stroking her as she floated back to earth, and he crawled up her body to lay beside her.

She opened her eyes to find him sensuously licking his fingers, tasting her juice on him. Still breathing heavily, she grabbed his hand and sucked each finger, then grabbed his chin and pulled him over her, licking her taste from his lips and chin. Throttle growled at her sudden boisterousness, and ground his hips against hers as she slid her hands down his back and grasped his butt firmly. Grinning wickedly, she rolled them both over, and shifted so that she knelt over him, straddling his hips. Throttle grinned, the new position making him even harder.

"So much for taking this slow." He chuckled.

"Screw slow, I want you." Charley shocked herself as the words brazenly tumbled out of her mouth. She slapped a hand to her traitorous lips, her eyes wide with panic. Throttle chuckled.

"Damn, Charley-girl, you're beautiful." He stared up at her, shamelessly sitting astride him, the moonlight illuminating her pale skin and giving her an ethereal glow. The starlight twinkled in her eyes as she slowly lowered her hand to rest on his abdomen and lazily tickled the planes and angles that she found there. Her free hand abstractly tucked her hair behind her ear, and Throttle found that he was entranced by the simple movement. He rested himself on his forearms, watching her, and Charley leaned forward to meet him, their lips locking in a tender kiss that rendered both breathless.

"Wow..." Charley breathed, leaning her forehead against his. Throttle's eyes were closed as his breath came in pants, and her readily let Charley push him gently back onto the clothes as she trailed hot fingers down his collarbone. He groaned quietly as she followed the path her fingers had burned with her soft lips, branding him with feather kisses as she trailed down his fur. She skimmed across his chest, her fingers dancing across his heated skin, and her tongue fastened on his nipple as his hands splayed across her shoulders. Gently nipping around it, she licked away all the hurt, suckling on it slowly and languorously. His breathing shortened, and his chest heaved as she turned her attention to the other nipple, feeling his fingers digging into her back as she began teasing him again.

Throttle closed his eyes and leaned his head back as Charley's mouth closed over his nipple, biting it and tugging on it gently. A groan escaped from his throat, and a fire in his belly was fanned to an inferno. His hands kneaded her shoulders, which were ripped away as she slithered down his body, her sweet soft breasts trapping his throbbing member between them. He groaned at the sensation, and Charley grinned wickedly as she licked from his navel to the top of his legs, making sure her breasts rubbed against him as she moved. Throttle felt like he was going to burst as the soft mounds rubbed slowly against him, his manhood straining for its release. His voice cracking, he ground out Charley's name in frustration, his hands fisting in the clothes scattered around him. Sweet bliss enveloped him as he felt warm wet walls sliding around him, and something flicked against him. His head jerked up, staring down at the red haired beauty before him, whose head was moving slowly as she moved up and down his hard length. His eyes rolled in pure pleasure at the sensation, and he gasped out loud as her tongue flicked over his tip, lapping up the juice that leaked from it.

"Sweet Mother Mars..." He breathed as her head bobbed faster on him, sucking slightly and winding her tongue around him. His hands rested on her head, pushing her gently down, and when she offered no resistance, he pushed a little harder, his head falling back at the roar that filled his being. He had never had this done to him before, and he decided that he liked it, a lot. He began to thrust his hips slightly to meet her, and Charley moaned as his length dripped juice into her waiting mouth. Throttle wanted to pleasure her as much as she did him, and with a great effort, he forced his tail to wind around her hips and lift her. Shocked by the feeling of a cold tail sliding around her hips and lifting her, Charley stopped, then grinned when she was settled again. She once more took him in her mouth, using her hand to stroke his base, and then slid it round to knead his balls in her hand. She moaned in frustration as Throttles mouth found her hot wet centre again, and pushed her breasts into his belly as she worked furiously. Throttles hand slid between them and began to stimulate her clit as his tongue swept through her opening, and she arched into him, backing herself into his questing mouth as she swiftly licked him and sucked him, feeling his hardness throbbing in her mouth. She felt herself building, and Throttle tore his mouth away, pulling her off him at the same time.

"You keep doing that, and I won't be able to hold out any longer." His voice was huskier than usual, and his bionic eyes glowed with unbridled passion. "I want this to be special. I want to be with you when you scream." Charley merely nodded, her hand grabbing his shoulder as his tail set her next to him. He trailed his fingers up her side and leaned over her, pushing her back slowly. Now it had come down to it, he wanted to take it slow with her, he wanted to savour it. He positioned himself above her, his slick head pressing ever-so-slightly against her dripping entrance.

"Charlene..."

"Throttle...oh god!" Charley breathed as he finally slid into her, a perfect fit for her. They groaned in mutual pleasure at the feeling of finally being joined together. Goddess, she's so hot and tight and wet! She feels so good! Throttle groaned as he began to move, and with each thrust he made, he grew more and more convinced that it was right, that it felt good to be with Charley. Charley lifted her hips, thrusting against him as he moved into her, and Throttle slid his arms behind her back and lifted her onto his lap, pounding upwards into her as her tongue tangled with his. Her back arched as he slammed into her, filling her completely and making her pant. It took all her willpower to stop him and push off him, leaving a very confused Throttle looking very hurt. But his expression cleared when she stood and turned around in front of him, then knelt down with her back to him. she looked at him coquettishly over her shoulder as she leant forward, and Throttle stared at his gorgeous biker babe as she bared her entrance to him, supporting herself on all fours.

"Charley-girl, you sure?..." His voice tailed off at the sight of her before him, humbling herself for his pleasure.

"Throttle, I've never been more sure in my life. I want you, this way."She stared at him, her gaze radiating heat, as one hand lifted and stroked down her body. Throttle caught a glimpse of the tips of two digits before she slid them inside herself, stroking herself inside. Her eyes closed in rapt pleasure, and Throttle grabbed a firm hold of his cock as he stared at her. "Throttle..." She moaned as she pleasured herself, and it was all the encouragement he needed. Lunging forward, he removed her hand and slammed into her with all his force, filling her once more. Charley cried out in pleasure as his throbbing manhood filled her, her voice mingling with his as he groaned loudly as she gripped him.

"Oh Charley-girl.." He grunted as he thrust into her, making her rock with the force of his pounding. A heartbeat passed, and Charley slammed back into him, increasing the pressure and the pleasure. He leaned forward and kissed her shoulder, resting on her back as his hips worked frantically, his fingers interlacing with hers tightly as his buck teeth lightly nibbled on her earlobe. She shuddered as the feeling swept through her, and backed into him all the harder. Tearing her ear from his grasp, she tilted her head and captured his lips, kissing him hard at intervals, her panting breath hot on his face. Throttle felt himself getting close, and straightened up again, thrusting hard into her.

"I want...to...see you...when you scream." He grated out, and expertly flipped her over while never leaving the warmth of her walls. She hooked a leg over his shoulder and wrapped the other round his waist as he plunged into her again, feeling her hot centre sliding around him. He grunted as his tip reached into her, and Charley moaned as he touched the spot that made fireworks sizzle through her. Charley felt a surge of heat, and knew she was getting close.

"Throttle...oh god...Throttle!" She managed as she buried her face in his shoulder.

"Scream for me Charley-girl!" Throttle rasped as he got even faster.

"Throttle?" She gasped. "Throttle!" She felt her body begin to tense, and knew she was close. Throttle felt it too, her walls beginning to convulse around his pulsing cock, and he knew he wasn't far behind her. Her climax gripped him, and she screamed his name, her head snapping back in ecstasy as he felt her muscles tighten, and his orgasm ripped through him a second later, Throttle's voice roaring his pleasure to the night sky. His hot seed spurted into her, and Charley shuddered with pleasure as she felt it spurt inside her. Her leg unhooked off his shoulder and wrapped around his, and she gathered him close as he collapsed into her arms, unable to hold himself above her anymore. They lay quietly together, sweaty and exhausted, taking time to get their breathing steady again.

Eventually, Throttle stood up and stretched, then held out a hand to Charley and led her down to the lake. Wading in, he cupped some water in his hands and gently washed Charley off in the waist high shallows, his warm hands a stark contrast to the cold water. Charley returned the favour, her hands lingering over his strong shoulders and smoothing the fur down on his body. She stroked a finger down his spine and he grunted and grabbed the tickling finger.

"Hm, that tickles." He murmured. Charley smiled, and led the way out of the water. They retrieved their clothes and sat on the grass of the overhang, drying off. Throttle pointed out stars for Charley, telling her the stories that went with them, and Charley named the few that she knew. When they were dry, they got dressed, and Throttle settled her behind him on the bike again. She leaned forward and dropped a small peck on his cheek.

"What was that for?" He asked, amusement colouring his tone.

"Thank you. I wasn't really looking forward to tonight, but you've made it the best night I've ever had." She smiled. "Bar meeting you guys of course." Throttle grinned.

"You're welcome, Charley-girl. Anything for you." He leant back, pressing against he gently and she tucked her chin onto his shoulder. They stayed that way for a few minutes, the Charley sighed.

"We'd better get back. The guys will be wondering where we got to." Throttle grinned.

"Yeah, and they're gonna kill me if I don't get you home safe."

"Do you think we should tell them?" Throttle thought for a moment.

"Yeah, they would wanna know." Charley hugged him tightly, and they set off to tell his bros the good news.