The hobgoblin scowled at her for a moment, his fingers drumming on his captive's head, as he studied her. The lust was visible in his beady eyes, but he didn't look like a fool.<br/><br/>"Strip first," he ordered, with a growl. "Let me see<em>all</em>that you have," he said, with a firm nod, playing his cards close to his chest.