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A soft chuckle reverberated off the shower walls as Seth smiled at Maggie’s question, taking note of the playful nature she was providing. “Very much so,” he replied without hesitating, growing slightly confused when his wife stepped away from him. At first he thought that maybe she was getting dizzy and weak by the way she was holding herself against the tile wall, but that train of thought quickly veered off when he felt the pressure of her ass grinding back against him. What had gotten into her lately? He was used to the sweet and innocent Maggie, but he certainly wasn’t about to complain with this complete turn of events. Humming in appreciation at the soap that glided over his skin, he watched her carefully with a slight hint of seduction in his eyes. He even growled when she grabbed his ass, reaching down to playfully bite and tug at her bottom lip. “Don’t mind if I do,” he responded as he took the soap from her, starting off by running it across her stomach and upwards, sneaking in a squeeze to her right breast as his hand traveled. He could tell she was hinting for so much more, and he would give her every ounce of force and friction she could desire, he was just waiting for the right time to make his move.

Despite her actions, a bright blush formed on her cheeks as she let out a soft moan at his little squeeze. She watched him as she ran the soap over her body. As soon as he was finished, she put the soap aside and pulled them both under the shower stream to rinse off. Leaning up on her tiptoes, she pressed her lips to his for a hungry kiss. Wrapping her arms around his neck for support as she raised a leg to wrap around his waist. "Seth..." She breathed between kisses, her voice dripping with desire. The blush still burned her cheeks, but she didn't mind. She was trying so hard to be the seducer this time. A smile played on her lips as she nipped at his earlobe as her hands moved into his wet hair, tugging playfully. A small giggle escaped as she pressed her wet body to his, some soap lingering, making them both a little slippery. 

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His glance followed her dainty hand with a passing sign of relief, crossing his scarred features, before a nod allowed his head movement, indicating gratitude. “Thanks, Miss.” Scarecrow intended to leave, to sate his appetite for the burning feeling in his lungs, caused by the greyish smoke, though as soon as her second question reached him, the greaser paused. “Uh— Yeah, Ah guess. Gotta buddy, whose birthday’s soon an’ he likes some fancy food. D’ya got any cookbooks?”

Maggie looked him over before nodding. "Sure! This way, if you'll just follow me." She wove her way expertly through the bookshelves before stopping in front of the one that contained cookbooks. She placed her hands on her hips as her eyes glanced over the spines. "So, is he a dinner or dessert person?" She asked as she began plucking a few from the shelf. 

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Fingers fell from binding, and Owen bowed his head in amusement. “I am terribly sorry; I do not mean to make you uncomfortable. Must be someone else.”

"My name is Owen," he introduced. His hand stretched across the distance for a shake. 

"Oh, no, it's okay." Maggie chuckled, shaking her head; she didn't need such a fancy apology. 

"Maggie." She shook his hand, smiling. "It's nice to meet you, Owen. So, any particular book you're looking for?" 

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"Hey, you." Maggie smiled when she heard his voice. "I was just about to close up the store. What's up?" She had a feeling he was going to ask her out; all of their relationship had remained within the store, her apartment, or the coffee shop across the street. This would be their first time really going out together, and she was excited. She bit down on her bottom lip, a blush rising to her cheeks as she scampered over to the front door, locking it and pulling the shade down quickly so no one would bother her. 

Date Night || Magic & Mischief

Maggie hummed to herself as she sat at the desk, flipping through one of her beloved books. She twirled a strand of her chocolate hair as she looked up at the clock, letting out a sigh. Just as she was about to get up to close down the shop, her phone rang. 

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Date Night || Magic & Mischief

Maggie hummed to herself as she sat at the desk, flipping through one of her beloved books. She twirled a strand of her chocolate hair as she looked up at the clock, letting out a sigh. Just as she was about to get up to close down the shop, her phone rang. 

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Maggie needs her Loki bby

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