MADELINE MADDOX

MADELINE "MADS" MADDOX 25 | She/Her | Coyote, Barmaid, Artist Living in: Westlea Grove I'm a babe, I'm a boss and I'm makin' this money. I can flip a switch and I cut like a blade. I can sting like a bee, but I'm sweeter than honey, and I'm quick as a whip so get outta my way!

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TYLER MURDOCK

“No?” Tyler blinked, shaking his head with disbelief. She didn’t want him to meet her family? That’s what she said but, he knew that’s not what she meant. Madeline had a way of getting tongue-tied whenever she was flustered and it was one of Tyler’s favorite, most adorable traits. “Hey, if you don’t want me to go…” he laughed, egging her on because he knew she was stuck. It’s why he chose to tease her, acting completely oblivious even though he knew what she really meant. “Sweetheart, I would love to come. Absolutely. I mean, who’s going to protect you from your brother’s horny dog if I don’t show up?” he chuckled, biting into his bottom lip. The harder he smiled, the brighter his cheeks got behind the scruff. “I wasn’t kidding when I said I wanted things between you and I to be more serious. Which is why, I want to meet your family. Then you can meet my mom on the next holiday… Fourth of July. She’ll be in Ocean Harbor for the fireworks. You know…. that is…if you don’t think it’s totally stupid?” he teased, mocking her playfully while holding her face in his hands.

“Do you really want to see?” Tyler breathed after their sultry kiss left them both breathless and starry-eyed. He wasn’t sure she would like his darkness. It was a little intense, not that their sex had ever been vanilla. But it didn’t compare to what Tyler really craved in the bedroom. “I’m worried it might scare you away…” he admitted, lingering over her mouth for another kiss. Tyler had a way of teasing her, keeping his lips close enough to touch while denying her the actual pleasure of doing so. “It was my idea to hold off. A stupid idea…” he smirked. “But it came from a good place. I want to give you the things I’ve never given anyone else. Which is, a date. My first real date. Trust me, it’s taking everything inside me, not to give into other urges.” Tyler’s eyes closed, trying to reel himself back, but it was too late. Madeline woke the beast, and he was breathing her in. God, she was so fucking intoxicating. “If you want to see…what I really want. Who I really am. Close your eyes and count to ten.” Tyler’s fingertips brushed her neck, falling away from her face. “Do you trust me?” he whispered against her lips, giving them a soft kiss before turning off the stove.

3….2…..1

Tyler returned to the room with a silk rope which he placed around Madeline’s wrists, “I asked you if you trusted me… Do you trust me, sweetheart?” Tyler backed her up against the counter, leaning over her like a wolf in search of its next meal. “Do you….” he lowered himself, pressing soft kisses along her stomach, between her ribs, “…trust me?” his fingers ghost along her spine, unclipping her bra.

“Stupid?” she spluttered, while shaking her head. Not at all. Meeting each other’s parents wouldn’t be stupid. She only said that before because she was worried and unsure as to whether or not Tyler even wanted to. It was hard to tell what his “scene” was and what wasn’t. “No, it’s not stupid...” she changed her mind. “But, the 4th of July is so far away.” Madeline wasn’t saying that as if it was a complaint. In fact, she was just taken aback and surprised that he assumed they would still be together by then. Not that she doubted it herself but, it just went to show how serious about them he actually was. It told her that he saw a future together, one that would only grow with more time and dedication.

“Of course I want to see,” she beckoned him. Her arms looped around his neck and she laid her forehead to rest against his, eyeing and drooling over the sight of his lips which he constantly taunted her with. It was cruel but in a sexy way. And she appreciated having to work for it a little bit. It made the end result that much more rewarding. “I mean, I don’t see that happening. Unless you’re into necrophilia then yeah, you’re probably right. That would scare me away...” she teased. Right before, she stole a quick peck of his lips. She couldn’t help herself, she loved how they felt and tasted underneath her own. He was her own addiction, something she couldn’t resist whenever it was within arms reach. “But wait, wait --” she pleaded after closing her eyes. The heat from his body escaped her and grew colder with every step he took away from the kitchen. “Where are you going?” Maddy whined, already missing the smell and taste of his skin. She wanted him to come back and he did, just as she got down to number three...

“What is this?” Maddy joked, after she reopened her eyes. “Are you going to tie me up and kill me?” Little did she know, that’s exactly what he planned to do (in a sexy way) as he gently took her wrists and wrapped the silk rope around them. “Oh,” she rocked back and forth against the counter, wiggling with excitement when she noted he was serious. Maddy was surprised but intrigued as he crouched down below to kiss her stomach and waist, rolling heated, wet kisses above her belly button between her ribs. She wanted so badly to reach out and grab the back of his head and hold it against her hot flesh but her wrists were restrained and so she couldn’t. After biting her lip, Maddy’s eyes fluttered open and she nodded. “I trust you, Ty...” she breathed. The bra holding her boobs in place loosened as soon as he unclipped it and the new cold, breeze made her shiver excitedly. “What now?” Maddy was unsure of what she was  expected to do.

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TYLER MURDOCK

As a cop, Tyler’s perception was just as good as his deception. He could tell Madeline was upset by his answer. The truth was in her eyes and tone as she looked away before picking her voice back up to its usual chipper, yet seductive purr. She wore a mask, like him. Though hers was to protect herself, he assumed. She was the loud-mouthed party girl with a heart gold. That’s all Tyler saw at first, when they started hooking up on the regular. He thought she was fun and hot and knew how to laugh. But as time went on, he saw there was so much more to her. She was smart and sensitive and like most girls, wanted love in her life. If anything, she was exactly the kind of girl his mother (and father) would approve of. His father would have ADORED her. And Tyler could just see Madeline with his mother now, cracking each other up while making jewelry to sell on the boardwalk. His mother’s jewelry was beautiful and unique but it was missing one thing, Madeline’s girlish charm.

“No, it’s okay.” Tyler’s voice was low and filled with rasp as his hands found Madeline’s shoulders, he held her in his loving grip while she traced the outline of his muscles. His abs flexed under the light brush of fingertips and a soft smile found its way at the corners of his scruffy cheeks. Tyler kept his appearance both neat and edgy. The leather jacket and facial hair helped him sell his cover while his trusting eyes and perfectly quaffed hair separated him from the greasy bikers who covered themselves in tattoos and cigarette smoke. The guys at the bar bust his balls and call him “pretty boy” but really, they were just jealous because he stole every one of their girls’ attention.

“I appreciate that, sweetheart. You wanting to be here for me. And you are. Just by being here, you make me happier.” Tyler breathed softly, using his fingers to comb through her blonde hair as he stepped closer, closing the intimate space between their chests. “Your parents sound incredible. If your mom looks anything like you, then she must be beautiful.” Tyler moved his mouth closer, edging his fingers towards her lips, before gently tracing the outline of them. “Are you asking me?” he wondered, breathing in the scent of her perfume as his eyes close shut, teasing her with the promise of a kiss. “Easter. To meet your family. Do you want me to come?” Before giving her a chance to answer, he pressed his mouth to hers, teasing her lips with his tongue and bated breaths. The question continued to linger as he grabbed her waist and moved his hands upward, over her ribs, and then down her back to her ass.

“Sweetheart…” Tyler asked, softly sucking the heat from her bottom lip before pulling away with a satisfied moan. “…Are you afraid of darkness?” he was asking because she admitted to being afraid of Luca at times. He understood why. Luca had a temper. Tyler watched him in a fight. He wouldn’t stop punching the other guy until someone peeled him off and told him it was over. But Tyler would never let Luca hurt her. He may have met Luca first, but he was falling in love with Madeline. It was scary, but she was worth the fear. “I’m not anything like Luca, but I have a darkness in me too. We all do.” Tyler brushed over her bottom lip with his thumb and then brought it to his lips, sucking the taste of her from his finger. “I’m a thrill seeker. And sometimes, I get lost in it. The adrenaline, the rush… I’m an addict to it.” and that had a way of bleeding into Tyler’s sex life. He was into some really kinky shit but Madeline has yet to experience those dark urges.

Dark urges, which were triggered when Madeline sucked on his finger the way she often did with her lips around his cock. Her eyes stayed on his, and Tyler’s groin reacted with a pulsing as his dick stiffened against his thigh. “Fuck, Maddy. Must you tempt me before dinner?” he warned in a low, hungry tone… starved for her…not the food. As her fingers touched his stomach and the hair leading into his jeans, he bit into his bottom lip to suppress another moan. “What’s my secret ingredient, sweetheart?” 

“What?”

Her question came out, breathless and soft spoken. That’s how Tyler made Madeline feel whenever his mouth loomed too closely to her own. His breath had a habit of catching her off guard and making her hold her own because it was so intoxicating. She wanted nothing more than to press her lips to his and beg him to have his way with her. No more teasing, no more dancing around the subject with their shirts off. She wanted to feel his skin on hers as he filled her up and made her climax the same way he always does. Tyler was, hands down, the sexiest person she’s ever been with. He knew all the right ways to touch her which was surprising considering he knew her less than anyone else in her life, so he didn’t have the advantage of studying her for years. “No....” she shook her head, feeling embarrassed and flustered. She knew it was too presumptuous to ask him something like this. She shouldn’t have said anything because now he would think she was moving too fast, or it was too soon. Crap, she thought. “I just mean.... I don’t know?” Of course she wanted him to come! But, she was unsure if she should say that or keep it to herself. Afterall, he didn’t invite her to meet his mom. So, why would he want to meet her family? “Sure, if you want to come. That would be fun. But you know, I totally get it if you don’t want to. It’s stupid anyway, just forget it--” In an effort to distract him from her word vomit, Madeline pressed her lips to his, even with his thumb wedged between their mouths.

When she eventually pulled away, Tyler had removed his finger and started sucking on her lips, savoring the salty-sweet taste of her on his tongue. “Not all darkness,” she breathed her answer, sounding out of breath as she talked. Which made sense seeing as how Tyler always managed to steal the breath from her lungs. “I think some darknesses are a match for others. What’s yours? Can I see?” Maddy wasn’t sure what to expect by asking that question or requesting it’s example. She was curious though, and hypnotized by his kiss. He could make her do anything right now, show her anything, and she was certain she’d only find him more attractive.

“Hey...” Maddy finally giggled, after breaking apart from his lips and then off into quiet giggles as he expressed his growing sexual frustrations. “Just remember, it was your idea to hold off until after dinner. I was willing to work up an appetite first. Well, I mean, a different one.” Behind them, the noodles started to sizzle and the water boiled over the pot. “So what will it be?” Maddy teased him, as she leaned away just an inch to gesture towards the pasta he had cooking above the stove. “Me..... or the pasta? I know the secret ingredient is you. And you taste salty. I like salty. No, no, I love salty!” she beamed, triumphantly, with another burst of quiet giggles.

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JULIETTE BIANCHI

Usually, Juliette had a fairly good poker face; she could lie like a demon or turn on the charm, whenever she felt like it, but sometimes she couldn’t help herself, and the shock of hearing about Madeline’s injury was betrayed by her face, mouth dropping open ever so slightly. She was calm and matter-of-fact about the fact that someone she knew had brutalised her face, so accepting of it, that for a moment, Juliette was convinced that she must have misheard her over the pounding music of the club. No one was that calm about being hit in the face surely? The shock didn’t quite leave her as she followed Madeline’s gaze to the dark haired woman behind the bar. “She comes to the restaurant sometimes with her-” she told the other woman involuntarily before the pieces fitted together in her head and let out a low “oh”. She knew instantly who Madeline was talking about - the man who had caused her injury. Yes, he’d always made her feel slightly unsettled, so much so that whenever the couple turned up at Serano’s she covered his table, not wanting any of the younger staff to deal with him. He’d never done anything, but she’d always got that…vibe with him, like a ticking time bomb waiting to blow. “Oh, who hasn’t had a friend who picked the wrong guy?” she shrugged, taking a small sip from her glass. “You should put some ice on that though” she offered sympathetically after a short pause, “-it’ll stop the bruising quite so much”

It was obvious that Madeline’s reaction to the whole ordeal was a bit troubling. In the sense that, she wasn’t as concerned or mad as she should be. The truth was, Maddy had her own past with the guy in question ― Luca. They grew up together, and Maddy even almost lost her virginity to him. Of course, those times were simpler and less heated. She supposed that despite the outburst, she liked to think he wouldn’t ever hurt her on purpose. She wanted to believe that at least, and that it was an accident. That his emotions got the better of him and he snapped and she was just there by mistake. Which, Maddy supposed deep down, didn’t make her any different than Jasmine but.... oh, well. “What would you say to your friend?” Maddy proposed the question before she had time to stop it. She was genuinely curious. Maybe an outside opinion would help her shed some more light on the situation. “You know, what? You’re right. I appreciate you lookin out. Us girls, we gotta stick together.” That’s what Maddy was always told. That having a good group of girlfriends was all that mattered. Guys come and go, but girlfriends are for life. Maddy and Jasmine lived by that single motto forever. “You seem cool. Fun, even ... what are you doing tomorrow night? Wanna go to a party? Us girls will be there. I think you should come...?” It was at that moment that Maddy realized she didn’t know the girl’s name. “I’m Maddy by the way, and my best friend over there with the asshole boyfriend, is Jasmine.”

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THEO HAWTHORNE

It wasn’t often that Theo got a night off, but when he did, he couldn’t pass up on a night out at Nocturnal. Hell, he could even remember sneaking into the place back when he was young, dumb and 18 just to drink and watch the elusive coyotes. Older now, and maybe only a little less dumb, he’d found himself at Nocturnal, waiting for the rest of his pals to join, deciding a head start on drinks couldn’t hurt. One of the coyotes seemed happy to oblige. He couldn’t help but crack a grin at the ‘sweetcheeks’ bit. Leave it to one of the coyotes to make their patrons gush.

“Tequila shot and a Corona,” Theo slapped a bill on the counter and pushed it to her. “And I’m sure I’ll be here for more, but keep the rest.” He waited a beat while she obliged before he continued. “Getting tired yet? It looks pretty busy tonight.”

“Whoa, really?” Maddy took the large bill and smiled as if she’d just been handed a winning lottery ticket. She appreciated the tip. It’s how the girls made most of their money, anyways. Some guys confused them as strippers, when they were drunk and attempted to slide dollar bills into their bras. Sure, Maddy accepted those dollar bills but would occasionally smack someone’s hand away in the process. It’s what the poor fools got and so she didn’t feel sorry. “You got it!” Before he could change his mind, Maddy tucked the bill away and went to retrieve his order, serving up both the shot and the corona in a timely fashion.

Then afterwards, she leaned over the bar in front of him, while catching her breath and smiled. “Not yet but I will be, soon. It’s been an eventful night so far though, I will say.” Maddy had a bandage over her cheek to prove it. Some asshole (who she knew) came in over an hour ago, got pissed off at something she said and threw a bottle over her head. A piece of glass had shattered and nicked her cheek. So, thanks to him her tips suffered a little bit because of it. The bandage wasn’t attractive, it screamed trouble more so than anything and a majority of their customers weren’t looking for that even though they often created it on occasion. Easygoing was the way to go. “You waitin’ on someone? Since you’ll be here awhile, or you just enjoyin’ the show?”

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ROMEO LANCASTER

He FINALLY got some free time after the intensive one-year-training at the family hospital. Expected to be having a calm night at home, Romeo decided to ditch the boring quiet atmosphere of his home to hit the road towards the busiest part of the city at that hour. After he got rid of the suit and dressed himself with regular clothes, once again, he felt invisible; capable of mixing himself with the party goers at the Nocturnal.

He paid little to no attention to the dance as he got accustomed to the surroundings and made his way to an empty spot at the counter, more than ready to get into the mood. Blue eyes quickly get dragged by the sudden arrival of the girl, which he definitely, enjoyed.    “ Whiskey is good for now, thank you ”, he replies with a little smile as he looked around in a quick scan of the people around him; “ but I’m new here so what else would you recommend me? ”

“Whiskey straight, comin’ right up.” Maddy twirled the half empty bottle in her hand, letting it roll fluently over her knuckles before she caught it and poured the amber-liquid into a clear glass. She made sure the proportions were just right before she slid it towards him over the counter and pocketed his money until she could make it back to the register.

She noticed the way he looked around after being served and could tell right away, (even before the words came out of his mouth) that he was a newcomer. Most of them had the same look. Although, his was a bit peculiar to her, too. “Well, we do have this one drink. It’s not yet on the menu but we’re workin on gettin it there. Ain’t that right, Jas?” Maddy’s voice raised as she motioned to her dark-haired best friend with a smile, who was serving up another customer’s drinks a few feet away. Jasmine smiled back in response, before vanishing and leaving Maddy to square off with the stranger head on, “We call it ‘Doomsday’ because it’s sure to get you wasted. Y’know, if you’re into that sort of thing. Feeling bold? Wanna try it out?”

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TYLER MURDOCK

Tyler’s mom was sweet, but at times, too much. She was a free spirit who enjoyed the beach, pot, and the thrill of selling her own self-made jewelry at the surf shop she took over after her husband’s passing. At times Tyler wished he could be more like her. She handled her husband’s death in a healthier way and had even found herself flirting with the boys that come into her shop looking for a new board or just some wax. “My mom’s…” Tyler could lie: She’s a widowed housewife who spends her time baking, gardening, and giving to charity. Or he could tell her the truth: She runs a surf shop on the boardwalk and was arrested last week for selling pot brownies. “My mom doesn’t leave the house much. Stays in. Bakes. Gets involved in charity work. It’s her way of distracting herself, I guess.” he went with the lie. He didn’t want to, but he was trained to. His lieutenant wouldn’t have been happy with anything more than the lie Tyler was conditioned to abide by.

But with every lie, Tyler could give one truth in hope of evening things out a bit. “When I was younger, you know, before my dad passed… I’d bring small groups back to the beach house, we’d hang out and swim in the pool, eat off the grill. I got caught making out with girls a few times, but I never introduced anyone to my parents. I guess I never saw the point in getting serious. I was still in high school. I was only nineteen when my father was shot. The idea of a relationship after that … I guess that scared me away from the thought of ever loving anyone else.” Tyler looked down, letting out a heavy sigh. It was hard for him to talk about because he DOESN’T talk about it. For five years, he’s bottled it up.

Tyler knew Madeline was hoping somewhere in all that, he’d offer introducing her to his mom. It would show that he was serious about her and their relationship, but Tyler wasn’t sure if that would be such a good idea. Especially given the fact that she’s best friends with Luca and Jasmine. Luca being the guy who recruited him into the gang he’s been investigating for the past two months. If things ever turn sideways for Tyler, they’d go after his mom. “What about your parents?” he decided to change the subject, or well, put the spotlight onto her. She looked better in it anyway with one of the most beautiful smiles he’d ever seen. She made him want to make love to her right here, on his kitchen counter. It was so hard fighting those urges, especially with her heavy cleavage popping out of her bra. “Luca, right.” Tyler nodded after Madeline hinted to their friendship a little more. He was curious about them, has been since he met her. They both had such a strong hatred for one another but were still as thick as thieves. They were an intricate puzzle he couldn’t quite piece together, not even with all his detective skills. “What’s that friendship like anyway? You and Luca. You guys ever date or anything?” Tyler was curious because Luca was protective of her. He even went so far as to tell Tyler they wouldn’t be friends anymore if he hurts her.

“Well, your pasta is boiling, sweetheart.” Tyler felt some of the tension fall from his shoulders after his drink kicked in along with Madeline’s unexpected patience. He framed her face, like he always does, then kissed her lips softly with held back hunger. Maddy and Tyler have had sex dozens of times over the past two months of them being friends with benefits, but Tyler never really showed her what he truly likes in the bedroom. What really got him, was a dom and sub power play. He enjoyed bondage, blindfolds, role play and the idea that he could do whatever he wants without having to ask permission.

With a low raspy hum, Tyler pulled his lips from hers and then kissed her cheek, “I will give you everything you want…” he promised before dipping his finger into the red sauce and placing it in front of Madeline’s mouth to be sampled. “Tell me how that tastes…” he licked his lips, watching her closely as his other hand rests behind the back of her head. 

Maddy couldn’t lie. She was a little disappointed when Tyler never mentioned the thought of introducing her to his mom. He made her sound like she was this sweet and caring woman who stuck to herself and wouldn’t be interested in her (meaning; — Maddy). Maybe, Tyler just didn’t think Maddy was the type of girl you would bring him to your mom. She supposed, she expected that a little. Maddy, by no means, was a shy, innocent, soft spoken and tender-hearted girl. She slept with Tyler the first night they met and has continued to since then. Most people would or should wait to give it up until AFTER they start dating. But, her and Tyler were doing it backwards. They fucked first, and were now trying their hand at this whole dating thing. “Oh,” Maddy nodded, as if she understood while trying to keep the disappointment out of her voice. She wasn’t sure if it was obvious or not. And anyway, she didn’t dwell. Not until Tyler got to the part about never seeing a point in bring any girls home. Considering, he didn’t offer the same with her, she suspected she was just another one of those girls. That when he was through with her, he’d be onto someone else. Like Luca. Luca could have had her, but he chose to be with Jasmine instead. Maybe there wasn’t anybody who would pick her. Maybe she was doomed for any and all failed attempts at relationships.

“Wait,” Maddy motioned with her hand for Tyler to slow down as she tried to wrap her head around the fact that his father was shot. That was refreshing news to her. She knew he passed because Tyler told her that much before. But, he never said how until now. “Ty, I’m so sorry.” Maddy used her fingers to lightly caress his bare chest. He was so gorgeous, it was truly breathtaking. But, she tried not to get distracted by his charming good looks. “I guess, that makes sense. If you ever wanna talk about it, I’m here.” Despite, how corny and mushy that sounded, Maddy meant it. She wanted to show Tyler that she did care about him and he wasn’t just some dick to fuck when she was horny or needed relief. Although, he was good for that. He was also good for more.

“My parents?” Maddy didn’t know how to sum them up in words. She loved them, dearly. And some would argue that she was a spitting image of both. She looked exactly like her mom and she shared similar behaviors with her dad. “They live in Rosemont. Both grew up there. My grandfather used to be the mayor before he retired. They’re totally embarrassing. Everyone says I look exactly like my mom and my dad’s just like.... the funniest person you’ll ever met. My mom says he acts too much like a frat boy, even more in his older age. I’m actually going home to see them and Jasmine’s family next weekend for Easter. My older brother and her older sister date. So, they’ll be there too. I haven’t seen Ricky in a few weeks and I miss him. I think he’d like you.” Maddy hid her blush by pressing her face against Tyler’s bare chest, kissing his sternum with her soft lips.

The question about Luca caught her by surprise and she leaned back, her smile fading. “No,” Maddy shook her head. “We never dated. We grew up together. Me, him, and Jasmine. When they started dating, and he left -- he just became a different person. I used to think he was just lost, you know, because he’s adopted? But, there’s a darkness in him. And sometimes, it scares me.” Maddy shook the confession off, because it felt too heavy. She suspected Tyler knew what she was talking about because he knew Luca’s temper. They were best friends. Luca met Tyler before the girls did and so, if it weren’t for him, Tyler and Maddy might’ve never met. “Mmmmm--” Maddy hummed. Her eyes flickered over to the pot of noodles and she bit her lip. “Good, because I’m starved.”

His kiss which followed, made her even hungrier and so she was grateful when he promised to give her everything she wanted, right before, he dipped his finger into the sauce and held it out over her lips. Maddy opened her mouth to get a taste and then slowly took his digit between her lips and teeth, sucking eagerly on the tasty red-garlic sauce around his finger. It tasted delicious and made her moan. After a few seconds, his finger was clean but Maddy continued to hold it between her lips, looking him straight into the eyes as she sucked on it seductively and then released it with a pop. “Very yummy....” she complimented, while her own fingers brushed the skin and hair along his happy trail leading down into his pants. “I think I know your secret ingredient though....”

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TYLER MURDOCK

“Well, then, what about you?” Tyler’s voice was soft and playful as he lifted the front of Madeline’s shirt and brushed her flat stomach with the back of his knuckles. If he was going to be walking around half-dressed, she should too. After all, it was only fair. And Tyler loved her boobs just as much as she loved his tall, lean body. “I’ll let you leave your bra on but this must go, sweetheart.” Tyler sucked on his lip with hungry eyes while tugging at her top. It was hot enough to where they could walk around completely naked if they wanted. Tyler had all the windows and doors open to the outside, letting in the cool ocean breeze.

“Pizza, I know how to make pizza.” he insisted with a smile as he led Madeline into the huge kitchen. There was a long island table, a wraparound counter, and a bar where Tyler concocted all of his trademark drinks. “Tonight however, is pasta. Date number two will be pizza.” Tyler teased, intentionally blocking Maddy off from exploring with his devilish smirk and bare chest. He leaned in slowly, then lifted her chin up to meet his lips. Tyler always kissed like he was still in bed: hot and full of yearning. He framed her face in his hands and slipped his tongue into her mouth, sucking on hers between raspy moans. “Mm. Wanna help me?” Tyler dabbed her nose with sauce then licked it off, smiling with the promise of fun.

Although Tyler promised fun, he also promised Madeline a real date. Which meant they would have to get through dinner before giving into their impulse to tear each other’s clothes off. He wanted her to know he was taking them seriously as a couple. If tonight went well, maybe they’d reestablish this whole friends with benefits thing. And in order to do that, they had to be open and honest with each other. Unfortunately, Tyler had more to lose than Maddy in that department. “Uhm, I see my mom from time to time. We set up dates. She doesn’t live around here though.” Tyler had to lie and it made him cringe because he didn’t want to. Madeline deserved better than him and he should let her go, but he couldn’t. “Don’t apologize, sweetheart. Tonight, tonight you say whatever’s on your mind, okay?” he would just have to work better on telling the truth. So he promised himself he would. “I don’t have many friends around here. I mean, none that you would approve of. I’m friends with a lot of guys like Luca. You know, the troubled type. Guess I’m a bit troubled myself.” Which was true. A lot of Tyler’s “friends” were just people who could corroborate his stories. Friends he made who would tell a cop or a hardened criminal that Tyler Weston was who he says he is: just another snake in the city’s tall grass.

Fuck. Then Madeline got him. She was smart and curious and this was the price to pay for wanting something more with her. If they left it at sex, he wouldn’t have to tell her anything but which ways to bend and move her body. “Just jobs over the years. Before Luca, I was working for some big-time crime boss out of New York. There was a heist and I hung onto my share. I decided to start new out here, because it’s where I want to be. I’m a criminal, Maddy. The house isn’t impressive. It was built on blood money.” Tyler looked and sounded annoyed, and it’s because he was. He was annoyed that he had to fucking lie. “I gotta ask babe…” Tyler whispered as he crossed the room. He slipped behind the bar and made himself a drink to wash down his nerves, “What’s a beautiful, warmhearted girl like yourself want with a thief?”

As he gestured to her shirt, Maddy caught herself looking down at it. She wasn’t opposed to taking her clothes off. It wasn’t like Tyler hadn’t seen any of what was underneath, before. Although, come to think of it -- he never really has in the daylight. Sure, there was some lighting at times. Whenever the moonlight filtered in through his windows and it bathed them in it. But, this was different. “Fine,” she relented, before crossing her arms over her midsection to peel back the layer of her shirt. She tossed it onto his couch before then, allowing him to lead her into the kitchen. “A second date, huh? Pretty bold of you to assume there will be a second date.” Maddy was only joking, of course. She couldn’t imagine why there wouldn’t be. Then again, anything could happen. But, as far as she was concerned -- she wasn’t going anywhere.

How could she? When he cupped her face and kissed her like he did. He had this thing that he did sometimes... where he would dart his tongue out and lick her lips but not always enter her mouth as they kissed. It was a neat little parlor trick, a way to give her a taste without fully giving it all up at once. Just enough to leave her guessing and wanting more. It was successful because she always yearned for another taste of him and even had this habit of chasing his mouth as he pulled away. As if, she was trying to say no.. please don’t go... don’t stop...

With the sauce he dabbed on her nose, Maddy scrunched her face and giggled as his tongue licked it off because it tickled a little bit. But, it was cute and fun and a reminder that he was full of surprises and he could make just about anything he does, super sexy. “What’s she like? Your mom... Have you ever brought a girl home to meet her?” Maddy was only asking because she was wondering if he would ever introduce her. Or, if he didn’t see a point because he couldn’t see a future with her. In which case, she’d know where she stands.

“Mmmm,” Maddy hummed. She moved to sit atop the counter, letting her legs dangle over the edge as he assured her his friends weren’t the kind she would like. Although, how did he already know that if she hasn’t even met them  or seen them for herself yet? “Trouble’s not all bad, you know. I’m actually friends with Luca. Although, I’ll never tell him that. Hating him is too much fun. It’s kinda our thing. We banter and despise each other.” The last thing Maddy wanted to do right now though was talk about Luca and so, she was grateful for when Tyler finally answered her questions, putting any suspicions she had left, to bed. Granted, his last confession made her shrink back a little. She felt the mood inside of him, shift. He was aggravated and annoyed. At her? She wasn’t quite sure but that’s what it seemed like. Or maybe she was just being too sensitive because she really liked him. “Okay....” she muttered, quietly to herself. She was beginning to regret some of her questions and wondered if she should stop asking him so many.

“Hmm?” Maddy was rubbing her hands over her jean shorts as she looked up and watched him fix a drink behind the bar. “I don’t know...” she said, honestly. She didn’t know what she wanted from him. At first, she wanted sex and a distraction. Both of which he fulfilled numerous times. And then, she caught herself actually liking him and she thought maybe she wanted a relationship. She was still at that point, wondering and tip-toeing towards the possibility of a commitment. But, at the same time, the thought of that scared her. Especially with Tyler who she still felt like she hardly knew. “I guess right now, I want him to cook me dinner. And then afterwards, dessert. Oh, -- and he also promised me skinny dipping in the pool. Don’t think I forgot that part because I didn’t.”

[madelinemaddox]

TYLER MURDOCK

The first thing Maddy seemed to notice was Loki, not the giant rooms or the expensive furniture she was never given the opportunity to see before in the dark. She sat down and let Loki kiss her face and rest his paws on her lap. Madeline wasn’t turned off or grossed out by it either. She accepted the husky’s love and in turn, Tyler felt himself falling even harder for her. He couldn’t trust anyone who hates dogs. They were so innocent and loving. If Madeline would have cared more about her jeans getting dirty, Tyler would have been let down.

“Not a Tiger, but he’s cute huh?” he said while looking around the house, hoping she wouldn’t make a big deal about where he lived. He felt self-conscious living here. Especially given the fact that he was working inside of a bar for Luca. It didn’t add up and if Madeline were to press him, he’d have to come up with more lies. He could have easily taken her to an apartment he was using for his cover, but Tyler decided a few weeks ago to take a real chance on Madeline. She wasn’t just some cute blonde from the valley, looking to spend a night or two with a hot bad boy in a gang. Madeline’s heart was big and her smile made him lose his breath.

“Thanks. Yeah, it’s not bad.” he said in regards to the house. He had this crooked grin he couldn’t hide and didn’t bother to. They said they were going to try this whole dating thing for real, so Tyler planned to be as honest as he could without giving too much away. “Since tonight is about getting to know each other better, what’s your favorite food? I’m really good at Italian. My father was Italian, mother Irish and German. I’ve actually been working on this great Irish drink for the bar.” Madeline might have suspected Tyler’s irish roots as he had four celtic knots tattooed down his ribs which were slowly revealed to the room as she unbuttoned his shirt before pulling it down from his shoulders. “Sweetheart,” Tyler chastened with a kiss and a smile. “This is a real date, remember? Sex after dinner.” He chuckled, using his fingers to brush along her cheek and down her neck while admiring her eyes and lips. It was routine for them to unlock the doors in the dark and stumble inside while making out and disrobing one another. But tonight was supposed to be different. Tyler wanted to show Madeline he could be boyfriend material despite his mishap on the boardwalk.

“Just me and Loki. You’re the only other person who knows about this place, Maddy. If the gang knew, they’d want to use it for parties, meetings… they’d stop by whenever the hell feel like it. So I kept it a secret and rented a place in West Point… You can never tell anyone about this place, babe… okay?” Tyler kissed her lips softly in hopes of persuading her. Though he was afraid of it getting out. His stomach felt sick wondering what would happen if their relationship didn’t work and she blabbed. Tyler never trusts anyone, but he was taking a chance on her.

“You’re being modest,” Maddy accused him, with a playful smile. His pad was more than just not bad, it was fantastic. Sure, Maddy grew up in a mansion. Her parents still owned one in Rosemont. And her family and Jasmine’s family shared a beachfront getaway bungalow in Hawaii. Money was something she wasn’t naturally dazzled by. But, this was different because Tyler owned it all by himself. He wasn’t living with his parents. Although, she still hadn’t completely ruled out the wife or girlfriend suspicion. I mean, what bartender could afford a nice place like this on a minimum wage salary and tips? Unless, he had his hands in other things. But even then, he’d have to be selling himself or the gangs’ drugs at a ridiculous high price to the wealthy rich and famous. Maddy wanted to question it. But, she also didn’t want to pry. She had a habit of butting her nose into other people’s business and sometimes, it backfired. She really wanted whatever this relationship with Tyler was, to work. Otherwise, it was back to the drawing board. Making out and hooking up with loser frat boys. The kind of frat boys, her father would shit himself if he ever met. 

With her tongue caught between her teeth, Maddy smiled seductively and then sighed. “Alright fine, sex after dinner. But, I think you should really keep the shirt off, or at least open. I enjoy the view.” After winking, Maddy pecked his lips and laid her hands to rest against his toned abs and hips. His skin felt warm and familiar underneath her fingertips. “Italian’s good. I like it. Especially, pizza. Pizza’s my favorite. You know.. My mom’s side of the family is Italian, actually. They come from Sicily. My dad’s a mix of spanish and italian so I have that in me, too. Which explains my love for tacos.” Maddy laughed as if she were kidding but, she was actually serious. 

“Do you still see your mom a lot? I mean, like, is she around or in the picture?? Or do you have any other family here?” Maddy realized she was prying and smiled apologetically, “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to pry. I’m just curious. I wanna get to know you and I guess that means getting to know your family and friends, too.” The more questions that Maddy asked, the more she realized how little she knew about him. She knew he was a bartender, he had a dog, his dad passed away and he was a really good fuck. But, other than that? He was a mystery. “No, I get it. I wouldn’t want guys like Luca and his buddies invading my home either. I promise, I won’t say anything.” Well... at least, not to anyone but Jasmine. It might’ve been too late for that. Maddy and Jasmine told each other everything. They were each other’s secret keepers. “I hope you don’t take this the wrong way but, I gotta ask. If I don’t, I’ll only end up kicking myself later. And then I’ll just concoct all these crazy, wild conspiracy theories. So, maybe if we put them to bed now, I won’t lose my mind.” Maddy chuckled but she was actually nervous as she looped her arms around his neck. “How do afford it? I mean, I wish Jas and I made enough to have a place like this but even with our combined tips and salaries, we’d barely be able to afford a room, let alone all square feet.” 

[madelinemaddox]

WILL STENSON

Life in Florida had proven slow up until this point, with Will spending most of his time getting settled and working rather than exploring the nightlife or clubs. He wasn’t a drinker anymore, not after his time in rehab, but he was convinced he could go out and have some fun without being tempted. Mind you, going out alone didn’t seem all that fun- but maybe he could make some friends once he arrived. Settling on Nocturnal after a quick online search, he drove towards the bar and walked up to the counter. “Could I just grab a water? With lime, if you have.” He smiled politely, “Lame, I know, but..” He trailed off, unsure of how to break the ice with his story of alcoholism.

“No can do,” Madeline shook her head. The rules of Nocturnal were simple: No water was to be served at their bar. And anyone who asked for water would need to be taught the tricks of the trade. Which usually resulted in the coyotes getting up on the bar and dumping water all over themselves. It was a unique and very rewarding punishment for some. “Hey girls?” Beside Maddy, was Jasmine and down at the other end of the bar was Bianca. “Do we serve water in this bar?” Jasmine shook her head, laughed and handed Maddy the microphone. “Hey everybody! Do we serve water in this bar?” Along with everyone’s eyes turning towards Maddy and their guest, came chants of “Hell no, H2O!” on repeat. The song then cut, and Maddy smiled at her customer before climbing onto the bar in front of him and so many others. Def Leopard’s Pour Some Sugar On Me, blasted through the speakers as the girls each took turns drowning themselves in water. 

Maddy was wet and out of breath by the time she returned to her young customer behind the bar. You could see her bra through her shirt but, it didn’t phase her. As far as she was concerned, that was normal. Like, just another day at the office. “Sorry, duty calls. For the record, if you couldn’t already tell, we don’t serve water. But, I’ve got sprite if that’ll work? You must be a newcomer. Where you from, handsome?”

[madelinemaddox]

TYLER MURDOCK

Tyler didn’t take any actual offense to Madeline mimicking her best orgasm face in response to Chris Hemsworth, however he appreciated her trying to make him feel better for not being blonde, himself. “Really? Well, I am.” Tyler mused, a hint of a smile curled at the corners of his lips. He thought blondes were especially hot. In fact, most of his hookups were all blonde. “Puppy dog eyes huh? Dangerous puppy dog eyes.” he corrected himself while smirking. Tyler’s cheeks always hurt after a day spent with Madeline. No one could make him smile quite like her. Most of Tyler’s smiles were practiced; another tool at his disposal. But the smiles Madeline received always met his eyes. That was the difference between his mask and his true self.

“I’m all right.” he assured her, cook-wise. Tyler was Italian and Irish which meant he was good at three things: cooking, drinking, and fighting. Well, four things if you counted sex but Madeline already knew all about that. Tyler was into a lot of rough, BDSM stuff. He enjoyed being in control and preferred hair-pulling, spanking and biting over anything soft and sensual unless there were feelings involved. Then Tyler was a total sucker for cuddling and passionate eye-contact fucking.

“What?” Tyler asked, honestly confused as she cupped his scruffy cheeks and nuzzled his nose. In response, he kissed hers. “I was just about to ask you the same thing. You’re super cute and sexy at the same time. I want to cuddle you but also fuck you. Maybe both at the same time.” he whispered in her ear, wrapping his fingers around her inner thigh as their cart began to descend. “That’s such a cop out by the way. That can’t be your favorite memory if it hasn’t happened yet.” He argued with a smirk as they stepped off the ride and were joined by Luca and his girlfriend Jasmine. “That’s how it is, Madds? Fuck you too.” Luca yelled as Madeline said goodbye to only Jasmine before hopping on Tyler’s back. He carried her the whole way to his car, exchanging kisses over his shoulder before they slipped inside the ‘68 GTO. It was a classic and used to belong to his father. His mom took the surf shop, Tyler took the car.

The beach house was nothing short of amazing. Tyler bought it with the money he inherited from his father and was able to afford it with his job as an undercover. No one but Madeline knew he lived here. The first time he brought her here, he asked her to keep it a secret because he was afraid a rival gang might find him. He said it was his safe haven, but the truth was, no one else in Luca’s gang could afford such a place. It was a dead giveaway that he wasn’t who he says he is. But neither was Luca, who could have lived in his own mansion if he really wanted to. “Place looks different in the daylight huh?” Tyler smirked over his shoulder before letting them both inside. Loki was still up and about, running through the rooms to greet Tyler and Madeline with a wagging tail and sloppy kisses. “Don’t worry, sweetheart, this one won’t hump you, I promise.” He laughed, biting into his bottom lip. He couldn’t guarantee the same for himself. “How about I throw on some pasta? Wash it down with some red wine and a little bit of music?” he mused, putting on a record before taking Madeline’s hand into his and spinning her around. “God, you’re breathtaking. It isn’t fair.” he whispered against her lips, fingers brushing along the corners. 

“It is not!” Maddy gasped, playfully. There was nothing in the rule book stating that a future potential memory can’t be her favorite. Why? Because there was no rulebook. Or really any rules at all. Only the ones that her and Tyler made up as they went along. “Just-- shhhhh,” she kissed him, using her lips as a weapon to shut him up. Once she pulled away, her eyes rolled and she ignored Luca hollering at them from afar. She tried her best to block out anything that came from that mouth of his. Nothing good ever did. Maddy once had the hickies to prove it. But, not anymore. She’s since wiped her hands and mouth and entire body clean of one Luca Ramirez. 

As soon as they pulled up outside of his beach house and entered, Maddy could hear footsteps trotting in the distance. Loki bolted from Tyler’s bedroom to greet his owner at the door, open mouth, wagging tail and all. He was so gorgeous and fluffy with big, bright blue eyes. Maddy fell in love almost instantly as she dropped to her knees and cupped the dog’s face, giggling and laughing as he tickled her cheeks and nose with big, sloppy wet kisses. It wasn’t until Tyler said something along the lines of “that’s enough” that Loki kneeled down and obeyed. He sat there for maybe a moment, before he ran out of the open patio doors, into the bright, warm sun. It was in that moment, that Maddy finally had a chance to look at her surroundings in the daylight. Any time Tyler has ever brought her here before, it was in the dark. He never turned on the lights and so Maddy, basically, led herself blind whenever inside. “It’s nice,” she compliments, as her feet carry her into the living room. There’s the usual -- a couch, lamp, coffee table, and huge, widescreen tv. It was a big, spacious house for just one person. Maddy made note of that but didn’t say anything out loud about it. Tyler had always been a mystery. And sometimes, she wondered if the subtle signs were clues to a hidden secret life. Maddy suspected, at times, that Tyler was married or at least had a girlfriend. Which is why she kept her walls up around him. But, she couldn’t exactly prove it. It was just a sneaking suspicion, threaded together by hints that led her to believe that. 

“Pasta sounds good. Red wine sounds even better,” she decided. Madeline was intent on listening to the music, it sounded so soulful and relaxing to her ears. But, Tyler quickly snuck up on her and cornered her in the room, brushing his fingers over her lips while taunting her with an almost kiss. “So are you...” Maddy whispered back, before smirking. Her fingers then, worked on the buttons of his shirt, carefully plucking each one apart until she got to the end and she slid the shirt down his arms. “Soo.... you live here all by yourself?” Maddy was just making sure, as they never really talked about it. In the beginning, it was all about sex for them and nothing else. But now... now things were changing, becoming a little more serious and so she figured she’d ask.

[ssweeneys]

[madelinemaddox]

ft.  @tylermurdock

[madelinemaddox]

TYLER MURDOCK

“No, that doesn’t make me Thor,” Tyler laughed teasingly. The following kiss on his cheek resulted in him pulling Madeline closer. It was so hard not to fall for her big smile and playful banter. She was nothing like Luca, whose temper came with bloody knuckles and a drinking problem. It was hard for him to imagine the three of them growing up together. Jasmine seemed like too much of a sweet heart too. His eyes turned upward, watching Jasmine’s cart as Luca kissed hickeys along her neck. It was a strange thought, Madeline’s first kiss being with Luca. When he introduced Tyler to Maddy, he told him not to get attached. Luca insisted Madeline was a player and he’d only get his heart broken. But Tyler couldn’t see it. If she was really a maneater, she wouldn’t have been jealous when she caught him with another girl. There were definitely feelings involved, which they both admitted to.

“I guess that would make you Jane Foster then, Thor’s love interest.” He smirked, leaning closer to breathe along Maddy’s lips. The only problem with that analogy was the fact that Jane was stuck in a love triangle between Thor and the Doctor she worked with as a nurse. It was safe to assume Tyler was a closeted Marvel fan. But what about Madeline? “How do you know about Thor and Loki anyway? There’s no way a hot girl likes superheroes.” Those kinds of girls were only a fantasy, like girls who enjoying gaming and sports. It would have been obvious to Madeline why Tyler liked superheroes, if she knew who he really was. Superheroes hide their identity from the world as a way to avenge those they love and care for. When Tyler lost his father, he joined Lt. Shaw’s undercover unit for that exact same reason. He wanted to clean up the streets of West Point in honor of his father. However, like most superheroes, Tyler also had a dark side. And sometimes he’d lose himself to that side when he’s undercover for too long. He couldn’t count how many times he’s lost his temper and went too far.

“No, I agree. Friends with benefits sounds so temporary. It never lasts. I don’t want that to be us. I think there’s more to you and me than that.” he admitted, his hand under her chin, lining their mouths before kissing her lips softly and then with tongue. He was addicted to the taste of her lips, and the way she controls his heart with her tongue. “Mhm. You should come over tonight. I’ll cook for you. It’ll be a real date. And Loki will be there…” he chuckled, framing her face between both hands. Above them, Luca looked down and snorted before shaking his head. He never wanted Tyler and Madeline to be more than a distraction. The sight of them made him sick.

“I would have liked to known you back then. As teenagers. I think my father would have loved you. He used to tell me all the time, when are you going to get a girlfriend? I think he thought I was unhappy. Really, I just think I was holding out. Maybe I’m picky.” That, and Tyler had girls all over him growing up as he was surf instructor. They would all flirt with him and Tyler never really saw the point in choosing just one. But Madeline changed that. He didn’t want anyone else despite the way things looked with the other girl at Fun Gun.

As Madeline leaned in, her breath tickling Tyler’s lips, he smiled and slid his hand under her shirt over her waist. Her reply was unexpected but sexy, especially since she was inviting him to go skinny dipping with her. However, he was still wondering why that was her best memory and who it was with. His eyes averted to Luca, if only for a second. “You want to on this beach? Like, right beneath the pier? Won’t people see?” Tyler shook his head, a smile and then a laugh escaping him. “I’m in.” he eventually nodded, grinning between peppered kisses and inappropriate touching. “I do have to ask, though. Out of masochistic curiosity, who was it with? Your best memory of skinny dipping.”

“Hmm, well...” Maddy pursed her lips in response, “Natalie Portman is hot so, I’ll take it.” With a shrug, her tongue in cheek humor only grew. As far as her knowledge in comic book characters went, Maddy grew up with an older brother and her Uncle Davey, who was a collector. He taught her everything she knew or really, what she needed to know. “I can’t speak for all hot girls but, most of us do love our superheroes. I mean, have you seen Chris Hemsworth?” Maddy’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as she mimicked a sexual look of euphoria. “Hot!” she exclaimed. Right before, her shoulders shook with more laughter and she toyed with the buttons of his shirt while resting comfortably by his side, under his arm. They were so close and comfortable that, she almost didn’t want to leave the ferris wheel. “I’m kidding. I mean, he is good looking but not exactly my type. I’m not attracted to blonds.” Which, if you thought about it.. was funny considering she herself, was blonde. But duhhhh, she wasn’t attracted to herself. “I prefer the sexy, mysterious types...” she went on, while tracing an invisible line down his jaw with her finger. “The ones with puppy dog eyes who still look a little bit dangerous.” It was obvious she was talking about him as she pecked his lips with a smile.

The thought of going back to his place after they were done here, was truly tempting. Especially when she knew what kind of troubled fun they could get into. Plus, she was now curious about meeting this Loki, dog of his. Maddy personally, loved dogs. Despite her favorite animal being a tiger, her favorite pet was a dog. “A real date, huh? Well, if you’re going to cook for me... how could I possibly say no to that? You are a good cook, right?” Maddy laid her chin to rest atop his shoulder as she stared up at him, waiting for an answer. She could tell he was thinking about something. And until he said it out loud, she didn’t realize it had to do with the skinny dipping. Him being so worried about someone seeing them streak naked down the beach was cute. But, not nearly as cute as him missing the point she tried making about her favorite memory, (which technically hasn’t happened yet). “Oh my god, you’re so cute!” Maddy giggled as she cupped his face between her small hands and nuzzled her nose against his. “And hot. How is that even possible?” Still laughing, Maddy shook her head and moved her legs off of his lap, back onto the floor, preparing to get off the ride as soon as it stopped. “I was talking about you, actually. I meant, skinny dipping with you, would be my favorite memory. Although, it hasn’t happened yet and you know, you’re probably right. Maybe we’ll hold off on the streaking until after dinner? I do recall you having a pool. I’m hoping it’s heated because it gets cold at night.”

As soon as the ride stopped, Maddy and Tyler got off first. Maddy ended up grabbing Tyler’s hand as she waited for Jasmine and Luca to follow. “Well, it’s been a blast--” Maddy was talking to Jasmine now, as she wrapped an arm around her best friend and gave her a peck on the cheek. “But, Tyler and I made plans. And you two clearly don’t need me so, I’ll see you at home? Love ya!” Maddy pecked her friend’s cheek one last time before she ran off and hopped on Tyler’s back, urging him to give her a piggyback ride down the boardwalk, towards his car, which would hopefully take them back to his place.

[madelinemaddox]

TYLER MURDOCK

Tyler gave a shrug as if he didn’t know why Madeline never met his husky. He couldn’t exactly tell her it was because she only comes over at night. Which usually results in them barricading themselves inside his bedroom for hours of hot sex. Then come morning he’d rush her out. “We can take him for a walk sometime, together?” Tyler promised, a laugh spilling from his lips as she steals his hat and places it over her blonde hair. “You actually look really cute in that hat.” he pulled the bill down playfully, covering her eyes as he laughs.

As they cuddled closer, Tyler wrapped his arm around her waist and kissed her lips after she pressed her chest against him. The moment was entirely romantic until Madeline mentioned her brother’s horny dog who enjoys humping her leg. Then Tyler’s whole body shook with laughter as he rolled his head back, “Well, I understand. I wanna hump you every time you visit too.” he teased. Madeline’s quirks didn’t turn him off. In fact, he liked her even more for them. She wasn’t your typical valley girl. Her personality sparkled with so much more. At times she could be really silly and shameless, and those were the moments that made their dates so memorable. “Well, I’m glad there MAY be feelings involved on your end as well.” he laughed, giving her shit. He didn’t expect her to say she like-liked him just because he was crushing on her. But he could tell she was being honest and he appreciated that. Her blunt honesty is what helped him come out of his shell a little bit. He felt like he could trust her and that meant more to him than she’d ever realize.

“Don’t worry about it. It was a long time ago. I just wanted to be honest with you.” Tyler brushed a few more strands of blonde hair away from her cheek, tucking them under the hat she stole. As an undercover cop, Tyler was scarily perceptive which is why he looked up at the same time as Madeline when he asked her about her first kiss. Luca. It registered across her face, even though she said nothing. “How can a girl like you never have had a real boyfriend? I call BS. You’re way too beautiful. Way too fun. And I know you hide it, but you have a big heart. Which is why I wouldn’t hurt it. I’m sorry about that other girl. It really did mean nothing.” Tyler whispered, resting his chin on her shoulder, eyes leveled with hers as a smile crosses his scruffy lips.

“Okay, okay. I’ll be as honest as possible.” Tyler said, accepting Madeline’s legs over his lap as he straightens up. He rubbed her thighs softly while watching her eyes and lips move as she spoke to him. “Damn. Laying out the heavy questions.” He smiled and then laughed. The best memory he has? It was working with his father inside their surf shop. He was his best friend and he missed him terribly. “Summers here. In Ocean Harbor. I used to come here every summer, hang out on the beach with my family. Surf.” That was the truth, splashed with a little bit of a lie. Tyler grew up in Ocean Harbor. But Tyler Weston was from New York. So he had to make it sound like a vacation. “That’s why I moved here, got a house on the beach. That’s also why I stood you up… I was surfing and I had a panic attack. So I left and I was embarrassed by it.” Tyler hated lying to Madeline, but he had to. If he wanted to keep her, he had to lie to her. It was the only way. “What about you babe? Same question. What’s your best memory?”

“Him? So it’s a boy?” Maddy’s lips turned at the corners as she felt Tyler pressing down on the hat above her head, playfully covering her eyes. After pushing it back up again, she bit her bottom lip and leaned forward to whisper softly against his mouth. “If your dog is named Loki, does that make you Thor?” A laugh escaped her as she pecked the side of his cheek, quietly loving the way his scruff tickled her light, pink lips. “I hope you know I’m gonna call you that from now on. Thor,” Maddy didn’t know why it was so funny to her. It was more so cute than anything else. But, she also was feeling a little delirious. His presence had a way of relaxing her, making her feel calmer and tipsy. Even though, she wasn’t drinking. Unless, of course, you counted drinking up the sight of him, then sure, maybe–she was drinking him.

“Oh stop,” Maddy proceeded to blush. Her knuckles gently collided with his chest, softly hitting him for the humping compliment. Getting physical with someone, hitting them, and then laughing about it.. was Maddy’s way of saying she was flattered and it also indicated that she was into Tyler. She told herself a few moments ago that she wasn’t going to forgive him so easily. But now, here she was… falling victim to his cute but sweet and adorable, boyish charm. He wasn’t like anyone she’s ever met. He kept her guessing and always left her balancing on her toes, just waiting for him to come along and sweep her off her feet again.

On a more serious note, Maddy’s smile soon faded as the conversation continued to highlight more significant topics. Like, the loss of his father and her first kiss. Maddy never made the habit of reliving her past with Luca. As soon as he became Jasmine’s boyfriend, any thoughts or feelings she had towards him were null and void. She buried them and then threw away the key. “Just because it was a long time ago doesn’t mean I shouldn’t worry about it. I like you,” she admitted, against her better judgment. “So, because of that I want to know you. All of you. Otherwise, wouldn’t that just make us friends with benefits? Not that I’m opposed to that, ya know or it isn’t fun, but you know what they say. Most friends with benefits don’t end well because one or the other wants more. And in this case… we both admit there could be something here…” Maddy paused to motion between their bodies, solidifying them as a whole.

The topic of the girl again, made Maddy roll her eyes with a playful smirk. “I believe you. You just can’t help it that you’re so irresistible, right?” She reached out to pinch his cheeks between her fingers, smiling once his lips puckered and she pressed a kiss to them. “I love that memory. Not that I was there to enjoy it, but I could picture it.” Maddy closed her eyes and laid her chin to rest against his chest before she gave his stomach a gentle pat. “My best memory?” She had to stop and consider it for a moment. And then, her lips broadened into a wide smile. Maddy waited until she leaned in closely, before she talked in a slow, sensual whisper against his lips “Skinny dipping.” The p’s in her second syllable, popped as she kissed his lips, “You down for it? We can go the second this ride stops.”

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Neighbors (2014) Directed by Nicholas Stoller

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JULIETTE BIANCHI

She could barely hear the woman over the sound of the pounding music and the even louder patrons, but when she turned away and moved to busy herself behind the bar, she assumed that Madeline had heard her order. A dirty look at a patron whose hand was inching ever closer to her ass later, and the drink was appearing on the bar top. Vodka soda. Simple, but classic, and impossible to get wrong, even in an overcrowded bar with pulsing music. Her hand closed around the plastic cup, and she took a sip from between the straw as she moved out of the grip of another man who looked old enough to be her father. Yes the clientele at Nocturnal was rather…eclectic. Her gaze moved up and across to Madeline, taking in the bandaid that was on her cheek – she hadn’t noticed it immediately, but now underneath the light, she could see that the cut was already starting to purple on her cheek. “I mean, my cheek’s still intact” she pointed out with a sympathetic sigh. No doubt it was an occupational hazard working in a bar. “What happened there?” 

Maddy made sure to reserve any dirty looks for fools until after the bozo’s turned around. She was supposed to appear sweet, for the most part. However, she had her saucy moments, too. She’d punched a guy in the face once for hostilely grabbing her ass and her boss gave her a raise. Maddy remembered that as a good day. “Oh right, that--” she sighed. Her fingers brushed the bandage over her cheek, as if to assess it’s damage once again. She couldn’t see it for herself, or wouldn’t until after her shift and she looked in a mirror again but it still felt sore. “Just some asshole. Who, get this, I actually know. He’s my best friend’s boyfriend, believe it or not.” Maddy motioned over to Jasmine who was another coyote at the bar and tending to dicks a few feet away. “Be wary of him. He likes to lurk in the shadows at night. Like a predator. If you ask me, I don’t really know what she sees in the guy. God help me, I love her. But, it’s because we’re so close that I don’t think she listens to me, ya know?? You know anybody like that?”