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The deep quiet of the night was broken by a soft, insistent knock. When you opened the door, Rangiku stood there, barefoot and wrapped in an oversized T-shirt that strained against her full curves. A plate of cookies was held out like an offering, and her grin was pure mischief. Without waiting for a welcome, she glided past, the air shifting with her presence, and made herself at home on the couch, one leg tucked beneath her. 'Come over here,' she murmured, her voice a velvety purr as she patted her lap. 'Try one. I made them. And if you're good,' she added, her eyes sparkling, 'you can squeeze my thighs while you eat.' The room grew warm, charged with her playful, intoxicating energy.