Divine Guidance

[BlackAkuma]

Divine could not remember when she was so happy to hear a ‘yes’.

It wasn’t just that Aroha agreed to it - she was fairly certain the woman would, she seemed open to new experiences - but that she did it with such zeal, eager for the ride. It made Divine all the more happy to break her in. The sensation of riding a motorcycle had transformed her life, a part of her that she couldn't live without. She hadn't ridden on a car since the first day she got her chopper. Police cars didn’t count. ”We shall.” She leaned forward with a wink. ”I’ll be out front once you’re dressed. You will not be able to miss it, trust me.”

She meant it, too. After getting dressed and making it outside, Divine straddled her pride and joy, getting it nice and revved up. It’s purring filled the parking lot, and she had a soft sight at the vibration, always loving that sensation. Divine’s body knew what to expect when it heard that sound. Her heart beat strong, her blood raced, eager for the high.

She willed herself to wait, though - this was a shared experience. As Divine waited for her companion, she took a minute to check herself in the mirror, making sure she had her adjusted well - the last thing she wanted was for it to be whipping in Divine’s face for the whole trip.

[HotWheels]

Aroha wasn’t sure she knew what dressing she needed to do - she glanced down at herself long enough to mull on what she was missing - but she didn’t waste time on wondering. The idea of riding on a motorcycle had her captured, and all she could dwell on was the image of herself zooming through the streets in the wind. It was a heavenly image, and she would have beaten Divine to the bike herself if she had not let superior manners win out. She reeled in her excitement and nodded. “Okay, okay! I'll, uh-” She waved her drink around. “-get rid of this. Somewhere.”

Once she had done so (and it took her some considerable time to figure out where to place it), she started scooting her way through the crowd to catch up with Divine. Successfully avoiding most of them and ignoring the searing glances of the two or three she bumped into a little too firmly, she made it outside and squinted into sets of flaring headlights before she could discern the single one with a divinely shaped woman on the back of it. She might have never moved more quickly than she did zipping toward her and stopping to curl up into an excited ball beside it. It was gorgeous.

“You look so gooooood on it,” she squealed, tempted to rub her hands all over it - the bike, not the woman atop it. That would have likely been a bridge too far, though, and she ended up only sidling up toward the back of it where there was a small stretch of seat for her to sit on. Her smaller back end would fit snugly right up behind Divine’s. That was… how it worked, was it not? She angled herself to get on. “So I just… climb over? Nothing weird about it?” she asked, while she swung her leg over to begin doing so.

[BlackAkuma]

And there she was.

It was all Divine could do to avoid gushing as Aroha came her way, bursting with excited energy. She swore, she couldn't remember the last time she’d seen an adult woman with that kind of energy for anything, but that was something she found refreshing in the islander - it was nice to come across someone that wasn’t so jaded about everything. A precious little pearl that the world hadn't smudged yet. It would, in time, she didn’t doubt this, but for now? Pure.

She gave Aroha a moment to gush, then nodded for her to hop on. ”First thing’s first - safety. Put this on.” She handed her the helmet over her shoulder. Should be a good fit for her, their heads were close enough to the same size.

Once she had that on, Divine reached around, gently seized Aroha’s wrists, and pulled them around her waist, letting the woman’s fingers meet just above her lap. Some asshole passing by whistled their way, but she ignored him and kept the focus on Aroha.

”Hold me tight. A good, strong hug.” She inched back, until their bodies were perfectly spooning. ”And that’s all you. That, and a little trust.” She looked over shoulder with a sly eye. Playful. Wild. ”You do trust me, right?”

[HotWheels]

"Oooh, got it." Aroha should have been glad Divine's back was turned to her; while she didn't know that staring at the helmet as if it were some alien object, trying to find which way was up, she spared the other wrestler the secondhand embarrassment. Fortunately, she didn't ask, simply turning it over and over until she figured out that the lower parts were for covering her ears and not protecting her cheeks. Only then did she successfully slip it on, even if that was a bit of a challenge with her hands shaking from excitement.

Divine had her by the hands as soon as she had the helmet secure enough that it wouldn't fly off into the night - she thought, anyway. She let out a soft, surprised oop! as the woman pulled her into place, and Aroha, not one ounce of inhibition in her body, briefly let her hands explore to figure out where she should hold on before she clasped them together, figuring Divine didn't want her pulling her pants off if she started to slip. Even with her mind solely on the excitement to come, she nonetheless heard the whistle and whistled back, assuming that was a thing people did. She received knit eyebrows for her trouble, but she only smiled back almost manically.

This was cozy, like tucking together in a bed. Aroha sighed like a contented cow when Divine pressed back against her and let her whole body drape against Divine's back. While she was tempted to use the woman's shoulder as a pillow, she wanted the full experience of the ride and settled for resting her chin on her shoulder instead.

She peered back at Divine as if her question were the easiest one to answer in the world rather than one potentially loaded for an individual she had just met a few minutes earlier. "Yeah! You have been the nicest person I've met since I got here." That was not much of a stretch even if most of LAW's businesspeople had been kind to her, and to Aroha, that merited plenty of trust.

[BlackAkuma]

Divine didn’t bother holding back a giggle as Aroha’s hands explored her body - in part because it was funny to see her fumbling about, and in part because she was ticklish as all hell and the woman kept touching her worst spots. Probably not the best thing to reveal to someone she was about to be wrestling with, but here she was. She doubted Aroha would exploit it, and even if she did, all was fair.

Divine nodded at Aroha’s answer - about what she figured, yeah, for better or worse. She’d lucked up tonight and gotten with someone who wouldn’t take advantage of that nature, but she knew it wasn’t meant to last. Sooner or later, this city would find the little gem and get its hands on her, and then…

Dark thoughts, not for the moment. For now, she wanted to show Aroha a good time. ”Good.” She gave her a fleeting wink, then focused forward. ”Just point out the directions to me as we go, okay? And…”

She gave the engine a good roar, making their seats tremble and letting the power flow through them. Her eyes quickly checked around to make sure everything was clear, and then they were off like a shot, hitting the corner and weaving out of the parking lot in a seamless motion.

It had been a good while since Divine had driven with a passenger, so she took it relatively slow, made sure to compensate for the extra weight. Even so, she made sure to give Aroha a show, weaving around traffic as it was safe, giving her the occasional burst of speed, deftly hitting every turn. She leaned forward as her hairs threatened burst free from their confines, loving the feel of the open air against her face. ”Liking it so far?!” She yelled back, her voice barely a whisper over the engine.