Old Friends Silver - Mad Maggie x fem!reader

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"This it?" Maggie asked as she abruptly stopped the bike, causing me to fall into her back. I felt her laugh as she twisted the key and her Baby's loud roaring came to a halt. She allowed me to get off first, as I swung my legs off and stood up, she didn't take her eyes off me. I, on the other hand, was focused on the cliff she had brought me too.

"This is it." I said with a smile, she popped the motorbikes metal support out to balance it before she threw herself off and stood next to me. She had parked right by the edge of the cliff, meaning all we had to do was lean forward and we could see the dark blue water below.

The water was still except for a few stray waves which brushed up against the base of the cliff. Maggie looked down, uncertainty plastered across her face, "Oh come on." I taunted, "I thought you were supposed to be the badass?"

"I am." She defensively muttered before she took a small step back from the edge. She stuffed her hands in her pockets and watched me as I spun around. "So... what now? Third date... cliff jumping." I laughed at her awkwardness before I grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head, "Whoa!" She yelled out as I threw my shirt by her motorbike, "Now?"

"What?" I asked her as I unbuttoned my jeans, "Course we're jumping now! We aint got all day! Once that tide picks up, we can't do it anymore." A look of realisation covered her face, and she brought her eyes to the ground, "Hurry up." I commanded. Her hesitation was making things slightly awkward. I had seen Maggie in her underwear before... well... I hadn't really.

"Shit..." She muttered before she yanked her tank top off and tossed it by mine. She was actually wearing a proper bra this time; I raised an eyebrow at her. It was black and lacey. "Shut up." She said as I laughed.

"What's that about?" I asked her, gesturing to the bra, "Only ever see you in sport bras..."

"Yeah well... they were all dirty and this is all I had." She said before folding her arms over her chest.

"Its nice." I said with a shrug before I pulled my jeans down and kicked them away. She tutted before ripping her own pants off. We both discarded of our shoes and socks, leaving us in just our underwear.

I was wearing a white bra ,which was too thin for the slightly chilly climate we were in, along with a random pair of black panties. Maggie was wearing that black bra and a matching pair of panties. She looked slightly uncomfortable but was playing it off as annoyance. She tutted and rolled her eyes as I scanned her body, her scars and tattoos.

Maggie had small tits, no surprise there, however she had a slight curve to her hips which her normal baggy boxers always hid. She had several scars across her body, the most prominent being a scar across her stomach. She caught me staring but didn't comment on it. The final thing that caught me off guard was the tattoo at the top of her thigh- I had never seen it before. It was a very small butterfly, the top of it disappeared under her panties but I still knew what it was.

"Where'd you get that?" I asked, nodding at it. She seemed confused for a second before she jumped backwards.

"Oh, uh. First tattoo... Wally got one as well."

"A butterfly on his thigh?" I quickly asked.

"We did a... dumb draw. I got thigh, he got back. His is... on his shoulder blade, I think? How have you never spotted it?"

"Never looked at his back much." I shrugged. Maggie shivered, "You cold?"

"Its fine." She said before walking towards the edge of the cliff, "So we just... jump?"

"Yeah." I nodded as I took my place beside her, "Here." I said as I grabbed her hand and intertwined our fingers, "So we don't get lost in the water."

"Huh..." She went quiet before I dragged her backwards.