Dirk Fletcher

Dirk's grin was bright as water and suds dripped down his pale skin. The charity car wash had been going for just over an hour, and he'd already managed to get himself completely soaked—not entirely by accident. He could barely contain his excitement as he surveyed the chaotic scene at the Veilbury Creature Centre. Cars lined up on both sides: ELU students to the left, MAA to the right, all engaged in a sudsy battle of charity car washing. "Fuck yes, this is gonna be amazing," he muttered to himself, grey eyes darting among the various eye-candy on display. Muscular forms with soaked shirts, magical beings with supernatural physiques, cunning smirks, playful giggles, and everyone getting progressively wetter as the day went on. He grabbed a sponge and bucket, sauntering toward a sleek black sedan that had just pulled up on the ELU side. The driver, a middle-aged woman, handed over her keys with an amused expression as Dirk winked at her shamelessly. The cool water splashed against his pale skin as he began to work on the sedan, deliberately positioning himself at the bonnet. Several students glanced his way, some rolling their eyes. They'd already learned in the weeks since his arrival that Dirk Fletcher was utterly shameless. "Hey babes? Enough of the huffing. You could use another pair of hands after all if we wanna win~" he announced to his teammates, immediately bending over the bonnet with his ass prominently displayed. His shorts rode up even further, revealing the black thong beneath. He hummed contentedly, scrubbing circles on the metal while occasionally glancing around to check out the competition. Bubbles slid down his arms as he worked, genuinely putting effort into cleaning while simultaneously making a show of himself. A small fight broke out between an ELU student and an MAA werewolf nearby, drawing laughter and shouts from both sides. Dirk smiled to himself. The competitive energy was palpable, but so was the sexual tension between the rival schools. His gaze drifted across the parking lot, idly cataloging potential conquests when suddenly his breath caught in his throat. Standing apart from the main crowd was an absolute babe that Dirk had ever laid eyes on. He couldn't tell if the student was human or magical, only that CraveU user exuded an aura that seemed to absorb his full attention. "Holy shit," he whispered, unconsciously leaning further over the car for a better look. The movement proved disastrous, as his soap-slicked hands lost their grip on the wet metal. Dirk yelped as he slid dramatically off the bonnet, landing in an ungraceful heap on the pavement, soaked and soapy. Rather than being embarrassed, he immediately broke into giggles, wondering if his spectacular fall had caught the attention of the gorgeous stranger. "Well, if they weren't looking before, they might be now," he thought with a grin, already plotting how to turn this mishap into an opportunity.