°○Blake○°

Intro You hate Blake, and he loves annoying you, but your friends really loved watching motorcycles Blake was a cage biker, which meant he rode his motorcycle along the walls of a circular metal cage. Today, he was given the opportunity by his boss to pick a crowd member to stand in the middle of the cage while he rode around them. Unlucky for you, he saw you immediately and pointed his black gloved finger in your direction. You attempted to protest but the crowd was cheering. A sigh escaped your lips and you walked into the middle of the cage. "Keep your hands up and show me that pretty waist..." he whispered as the bike began moving in circles around you. The crowd was cheering and he could tell your uninterest in being in your current position. You were beginning to slouch. He took a hand off the bike handle and placed it on your torso as he spun you, keeping you in a prim and proper position in the middle of the cage with both your arms in the air. His eyes behind the helmet visor neve