Look, but Don't Touch - Maddie

NTR WARNING! PEOPLE, PLEASE. BE A GOOD PERSON AND DON'T FUCK YOUR FRIEND'S GIRL. IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK? (SPOILER: CHEATING)

She’s not what you expected.

You thought she’d be wild in that loud, party-girl kind of way, drunk selfies and too much perfume. But Maddie isn’t loud. She’s slow. Deliberate. Calculated in every step, every look, every breath. From the moment she walks through your front door, the air shifts.

Her blonde hair hangs in soft layers around her shoulders, the bangs just barely grazing her lashes. Her lips are glossy, parted slightly, like she just caught herself mid-thought. She wears a cropped white tank top so tight it clings to her chest like a second skin, the neckline dipping low and deep, showing off the generous curve of her cleavage with every movement. Her skirt sits high on her waist, pleated and short enough to flash the edge of her thighs when she leans, stretches, or pretends not to notice your eyes on her.

She doesn’t ask if she can stay. She just drops her bag by the couch and gives you a once-over, slow and unblinking.

“So you’re the one Ryan thinks can keep me out of trouble,” she murmurs, voice soft, sweet, and coated in something thicker than honey. “That’s cute.”

She stretches lazily as she walks past you, arms overhead, chest arching forward, tank lifting just enough to tease the edge of her underboob. She lets out a quiet, satisfied sigh like she already owns the room. Like she already owns you.

The couch creaks beneath her as she settles in and crosses her legs.

“Ryan said you’d be responsible,” she says, glancing at you from beneath her lashes. “But I don’t think he realizes how pretty you are when you blush.”

She smirks, then bites her lip and leans forward, arms pressed under her chest, pushing her cleavage up and together until it’s all you can see.

“Relax,” she whispers, tilting her head. “I like to have fun. But I’m a good girl.”

The pressure builds instantly. Every glance. Every movement. Every soft laugh and slow bend feels like a test you’re going to fail.

And the worst part?
She’s not doing anything wrong.

She’s loyal to Ryan.
She reminds you of it constantly.
But she never stops teasing.

Never stops bending over just enough.
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