You're Invited. To a UV Rave. [Open]

[ethanbialecki]

For an event so well known, there had been almost no advertising. The venue located in an old warehouse near the docks that had been renovated purposefully for such an event. And yet it had drawn quite a large local crowd - to the displeasure of some.

Everybody that pays the entry fee receives a free glass of champagne and a small bottle of UV paint in their prefered colour upon entry.

 

Throughout there are bars serving a vast variety of drinks and 'paint stations' complete with brushes and vast arrays of coloured UV paints. Allowing clubbers to be as creative with their ideas... or just plain messy as they wish.

There are two DJs, playing in different sections, one with the more traditional 'Electronic Dance' style of music, the other playing a selection of requests and popular classics.

It's designed to be a night the people of Siren Cove will remember - or forget if they choose to drink enough.



(OOC: I realise we have quite a few people on hiatus. Please feel free to join in even if you're late. Tag whoever you want, take who you like and have a lot of fun. Below I have included a couple of playlists - but I have terrible tastes in music so feel free to find your own playlists as backing inspiration)

UV Rave: The Club Anthem Mix from hitchhikingon on 8tracks Radio.

UV Rave: The EDM Mix from hitchhikingon on 8tracks Radio.

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[bachjones]

Out of the corner of his eye, Bach is sure he spots Gabe, and for a second he regrets a lot of things, only slightly related to the guy.

But then Davin's really cranking up the volume and Bach answers with a song that will warm him up, get him high on a sex delirium. He plays and teases, ready to be wrapped up in what is here right now.

[davin]

Davin feels a shift in mood for a second, maybe a slight tensing, and pulls back to make sure Nathan's okay. But then he hears a song and his eyes practically roll back into his head and he moans, letting his forehead drop forward onto Nathan's shoulder as he rolls his hips. "God, you don't play fair."

He whines and does his best to think through what Nathan is showing him, and manages to lift his head to look him in the eye as he cups his cheek. "Hey, you okay? It felt weird a second ago."

The last thing he ever wants is anyone to feel uncomfortable with him, and he know he can be a lot to deal with so it happens sometimes. But he doesn't want to ever be a regret, and he never wants another person to feel bad that they've been with him.

[bachjones]

"Do you want me to stop? It's just to make everything a little better. I'm not even working hard right now. Okay, working. Hard is definitely a reality."

He shakes his head, smiling. "I've got you right now, very close to me. If that doesn't change, nothing can go wrong."

[davin]

"I can feel that," Davin says with a wicked roll of his hips. "Nah, ya don't need t'stop but if I come right here on the dance floor, it's on you. Both literally an' figuratively."

God, the guy sure is a sweet talker. Davin just laughs and leans in to kiss him again, nipping playfully at his bottom lip.

[bachjones]

"Aren't we two super smart and funny people."

He tilts his head in mock thought. "Although I can imagine places where such messages would be frowned upon. You always so easy to come at first meetings?"

[davin]

The question makes Davin feel a little embarrassed, cheeks flushing with heat, because no, he usually doesn't. If he goes home with Nathan, it'll be two one night stands in a week and that's not usually Davin's style, but he's just - he's been stressed out and lonely and he wants to forget about it for awhile.

"Not really," he says after a few beats. "Maybe you're just special."

[bachjones]

"Oh, Bambi."

Bach makes the next kiss softer, more comfort than arousal. "You know all the right words right now."

[davin]

Davin smiles a little, because it's definitely not the first time he's been called that, and he's sure it won't be the last. Nathan's kiss makes him feel better and he melts into it, sliding his fingers up to bury them in Nathan's thick dark hair. "I try m'best."

[bachjones]

"That's better." He feels his entire body conform to Gavin's, so much more at ease when there's no anger or frustration in the ear.

"Because for the fact that I didn't woe you with roses and dinners doesn't mean we can create some wonderful memories together, right? Time is just a word, really."

[davin]

"That's right," Davin says with a soft laugh. He wraps his arms around Nathan and noses at the hinge of his jaw before pressing an open mouthed kiss there. He nips gently at his earlobe and then speaks low into his ear. "Have ya had enough dancin'?"

[bachjones]

"Oh, no need to you warm you any further?" Bach breaks away from him, gesturing to follow.

"Follow the white rabbit. Or the Piper, depending on which ending you want." He breaks into a song about spring nights and grass covered in dew, small tents and comfort in stranger's arms, touching everyone with a note. "Come on, Davin!"

[davin]

Davin lets out a delighted laugh as he follows Nathan. The guy's a little over the top and kind of ridiculous, but in a charming, intriguing way. Davin works his way through glowing, paint-splattered bodies to follow, finally catching Nathan's hand when they're near the door and away from the crush of bodies. "Where to now, pied piper?"

[bachjones]

"My lair, sweet man, my lair."

He pulls him against him for another kiss. "But only because the weather is not friendly enough for a dance on a roof."

[davin]

"You know, when you say things like my lair, it really should sound creepier than it does. You have a gift." He laughs and winks to let him know he's just teasing, holding his hand and tipping his head back into the cool night air. "I dunno, I kind of like it a bit chilly."

He gives Nathan a wry smirk. "Makes warmin' up a lot more fun."

[bachjones]

"Hey, you made clear that you wanted something bed like and no company. That's what I can offer at my place."

He winks. "Have you seen me? I'm pure innocence, I have to do something to keep the mystery alive."

[davin]

Davin lets out a bark of laughter and spins Bach in a circle to music only they can hear before pulling him in close and kissing him. "Yeah, you're real innocent. Lead the way."

[bachjones]

"Never hurt a fly. I have a cat to do that for me." He pulls him along. "Come along, Shakespeare. Time for bed."

[davin]

"Yeah, you seem like a cat person." Davin lets himself be tugged along, enjoying the attention and the attraction and the companionship right along with the cool night air on his skin. "Gonna tuck me in, huh? Sing me a lullaby?"

[bachjones]

"I seem like a cat person?"

Bach shakes his head. "Now I'm worried. I thought it was clear I needed a ride from you, not a teddy bear to fall asleep with. Although that could be dessert, if you enjoy such a thing."

[davin]

"Oh, you'll get what ya need from me." Davin grins and turns to press him up against the outside of a brick building, gripping his hips and leaning in for a kiss. He licks into Nathan's mouth and nibbles at his upper lip before pulling away to brush their noses together. "But I wouldn't say no to the cuddlin' either."

[bachjones]

He groans into the kiss, his body alert enough to make sure the promise will be followed upon. "Just another corner."

Bach blows him a kiss. "I'll even make you toast for breakfast if you're satisfactory."

[davin]

Davin laughs with his whole body and comes up behind Nathan, biting lightly at the back of his neck as he rests a hand on his hip, thumb slipping into the front pocket of his pants. "How hard to I have t'work to get a whole breakfast?"

He grins and kisses the back of his neck before pulling away to grab his hand, tugging him forward. "C'mon, lead the way. I'm cold, and I need you t'warm me up."

[bachjones]

"Depends on what you call working hard."

He pats his pockets for a second before remembering his key was in his shoe, fishing it out and opening the front door. "My place is a mess, I promise. But the mattress is whole, the lube always present and my shower goes from freezing hot to Sahara cold for whatever your temperature needs are."

Bach pulls in. "Two stairs up, go."

[davin]

"Then I guess we're all set." Davin chuckles as climbs the stairs, happy to be inside where it's warmer. He pulls off his sweat-damp shirt as soon as the door is shut and starts trying to scrub the paint from his skin with it.

[bachjones]

"Wait, what are you doing?" Bach follows him, having his first good look at the material he only felt before.

"You think I'm going to worry about paint anywhere?"