Please. We're already werewolves. The heathen bit is practically fucking implied. [ Hank chuckles. He'll let Gavin do his thing if he really wants to. It nets him a free kiss, which is pretty nice. He's got such a cute booty, ok. Hank's a big fan. ] Don't have too much fun without me.

[ They're both way too spent to go again, but it never hurts to joke. Hank rolls out of bed properly and yanks the sheets off the bed in a single motion. Taking them to the washing machines means going into the garage, which he totally does while naked because whatever, it's his own home. Who cares? Hank doesn't, for once.

He joins Gavin in the bathroom a minute or so later. ]

Miss me?