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"Yeah." Gavin laughed. His hand went to his forehead to brush back any hair that might be covering the two short round horns right before his hair line. Other than their cultural habits it was the only thing that really made them stand out. "Hobgoblin."

This might totally blow his cover for being Jay's brother now. Oh well.

"I've never met a hobgoblin before," she said with a smirk. "So you and Jay really are brothers from a different mother. Or sisters from a different mister."

"Now you have." He grinned just looking silly. "Don't confuse us with goblins. Those fuckers are assholes and give all of us a bad name." Often considered the uglier and greedier of the two races. "Nattie's the cutest one in existence too."

"That's right. Sisters from another mister." Sounded about right didn't it?

"So what's your thing? Hobgoblins... Like werewolves are all turn at a full moon, half-wolf, half-human, yadda, yadda." She didn't know much about hobgoblins. "Besides pranks, I guess."

Gavin shrugged and looked around. He hadn't thought much about it. "I mean going way back we used to only clean people's houses. Be slaves and stuff. Couldn't accept gifts or they are banished. Or just leave. Nowadays we just fuck with people and are maids." Most of them were pretty lower class by default and elements of their culture kept them there. "Oh! And we're great in bed." Yup. That's totally fact.

"So you need the full moon to change or you like do it whenever?" He asked without admitting how little he knew about werewolves too.

"Nice little addition you added there," she said, bumping his shoulder with her own before she moved to drop the leaf she had into the steam, watching it float down and away.

"No, I don't need it but it's easier closer to the full moon." And if she doesn't shift at the full moon she becomes a raging bitch.

"What? I just figured it was a fun fact you'd like to know now that you have me here alone. That's all." Acting all innocent about it. He was decent at keeping a straight face when he needed to. "You think an incubus is sexy well then you haven't been with a Hob." He even huffed like he just couldn't stress enough what a big deal this was.

"What do you like to do when you shift?" He watched her leaf drift away down the stream. "Have you been able to shift since you were like. I dunno. A puppy?"

"You'll probably have to prove it because I'm skeptical." Yeah, she's just egging him on because it's more fun that way. Of course, when he spoke about shifting, she shook her head. "I don't really like shifting, I've always hated it."

There was the perfect opening he needed to move in a little closer. He was pretty tall so he smiled down at her. "Challenge accepted." He grinned and leaned forward to kiss her and get this show on the road.

"No need to talk about it then." They had other things to do now right?

This is what they're here for, wasn't it? So she wasn't about to protest when he kissed her and if that meant not talking about the shift, all the better. Her hands moved to his chest for balance then to curl into the fabric of his top to tug him in a little closer.

This Charlie girl was so much hotter than he saw coming. Gavin kissed her and pressed himself against her when she pulled him in. His hands were on her body as soon as he was able to get them to her tiny waist. He kept his lips locked with hers as long as he could and hummed as if he liked the taste.

The moment their mouths part, her smirk is playful and impish, her eyes meeting with his. "Do you wanna fuck me, Gavin?"

"Yeah." It wasn't a surprise and she should have seen that answer coming. "Do you wanna fuck me, Charlie?"

She moves to tug at his bottom lip with her teeth, letting go to say: "Obviously."

"Obviously." He repeated and smiled. Of course she wanted to fuck him. But damn consent was sexy because then there was no room to second guess.

"Then lets fuck." He let the shiver from her teeth run through him and looked around for a spot to get comfortable.

While he was looking around, she was already slowly slipping out of her flannel, draping it over a nearby fallen tree. "What are you looking for?" She was also pulling her vape out to tuck into the pocket of said shirt because like hell she was going to lose that.

"Somewhere a stick or rock won't go up your ass unexpectedly." he joked. "Unless you're into that." If she was then well he wasn't about to judge. Gavin would get down with just about anything,

"Not really, no." She laughs a bit before glancing around. "I could always just hold onto a tree." As in, he could bend her over. "Or there's that patch of grass over there..."

He adored her bluntless and ability to roll with his humor. Not all girls could.

"Lady's choice." he smiled and gestured towards both a nearby tree and the grass. Since she was getting down to it, he pulled at the bottom of his shirt and tugged it up to be pulled off. He showed off his mess of tattoos that went up and down each arm and onto his chest with only one real fancy one that read across his collar bone.

"Kiss me first and we'll see how it goes," she offered with a smirk, happy to be blunt because, well she just was. What was the point in beating around the bush when they were out there to get laid.

Gavin could get down with that so he leaned in and kissed her again. Again his body pressed against hers and his tattoo mess covered hands went to her waist. He didn't keep his hands low for long and began to slide them up her front to find her chest. He got touchy really fast because it was quite easy without her flannel on anymore.

When their mouths press together, she feels a spike of desire, a hunger for more and her hands clutch at his hips, guiding them closer to her own. The kiss is hot and eager, her mouth only parting when she decides to pant out-- "Yep, we're totally fucking against the tree."

Gavin smiles when she states their plan. "Yeah." He grins and squats just enough to scoop her petite self up and hold her against the back of the tree. He is careful to not scrape her back up but presses her firmly to hold himself against her. His hips begin to grind against her and his lips continue to stay connected to hers. She was hella sexy calling the shots and he was hooked.

A soft sound escapes when her back hits the tree but it's one closer to pleasure than protest. She bites at his mouth a little, grinding her hips against his, making a dance out of it almost. She excitedly deepens the kiss, sliding her tongue against his before speaking, "God, you're so hot."

Fuck! She thinks he's hot?! Had she looked in the mirror lately? It almost makes Gavin laugh. "Not as hot as you." His cock is also evidence that she is ridiclously gorgeous. He rubs against her moving thighs to show her but keeps kissing her and moans with her. He totally forgets about being careful about her back to the tree because his movements will definitely start pressing her hard against its bark.