Haunted Wood Lighters

Wildfire spoke, but Goober didn't hear it. Instinct were suddenly in overdrive, and he nipped at her ear. His demeanor went from playful to lustful in the blink of an eye, and he reared up on top of her. Either she didn't have enough time to react, or she wasn't explicitly forcing him off. At this point, Goober didn't care. He was sick of everybody taking advantage of him. He wanted her, and he deserved her.

If Goober could just make her see that he was a good guy, she would understand. Wildfire struggled beneath him, but Goober was able to overpower her, small as she was. For once, he felt in control. His breath was ragged as he rocked his hips against hers, tuning out any protests she might have had.