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.

Comments

[bachjones]

"Oooh, I was missing color."

Bach takes a step back to have a better look at the guy. "I guess you come here often, or won't you appreciate such a comment for lack or originality?"

[davin]

"I don't actually think here has happened before, so no, I haven't. But you coulda come up with somethin' better than that, 'm sure."

He winks and licks his lips as he looks the guy over, dipping his finger into the paint and tracing a line under each of his collar bones. "Can't believe such a canvas has stayed blank so long."

Davin is a flirt on a good day, but the shots of whiskey he knocked back earlier are making it come easier. He drags the pad of his finger down the center of his chest before pulling back to screw the cap back onto his paint and looking up at the guy from under the thick fringe of his lashes, mouth curled into a lazy smirk.

[bachjones]

Is it going to be like that.

Bach was looking for some lazy laid back, but maybe this little imp, lashes batting and lip licking, could surprise him.

"Maybe I look too imposing?" He steps in closer. "What do you think, could I be a threat to someone's.." Bach sends the word down the man's spine. "sanity?"

[davin]

"Oh, I don't know. You don't scare me any." The man steps in closer and Davin bites his lip, swaying in as well to help close the distance between them. "Are ya gonna try an' drive me crazy?"

[bachjones]

"I don't try." He presses his lips against the guy's ear, catching his song and humming a little to make him even softer for Bach.

"I do or don't. Any plans for tonight?"

[davin]

Davin shivers and ducks his head, smiling to himself and reaching up to put a hand on the guy's waist. His thumb brushes across the soft skin stretched over his hip bone and he looks up at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Depends," Davin says quietly, smirking a little. "Are you gonna ask me my name before ya try an' suggest any?"

Davin doesn't mind having one night stands, at least until he finds someone that he wants more with. What he does mind is a complete lack of intimacy, and feeling like he's just a warm body. He's not expecting romance, or even anything past breakfast, but he'd like to know he matters as a person, if even for one night.

[bachjones]

Shit, if this guy carries on like this, Bach's going to be hard before he even gets his tongue in.

"Don't you want me to spin you a story? Give you a name? I'm especially good with on the first subject."

"But if you want to give me something ..what's your real name, deer-eyes?"

[davin]

Davin laughs, eyes lighting up as the guy talks. This sure is making for an interesting evening. At the deer eyes comment, Davin makes his golden eyes big and wide, almost innocent looking as he squeezes the guy's hip.

"I'm Davin." He licks his lips and tilts his head, watching the guy's face. "Gonna spin me a story, aye? An' then what?"

[bachjones]

"Hey, Davin. I will be your puppeteer for tonight. Spinner of gold, singer of praises. I will make you die, be reborn or fade away if you'd want me to, or I can just turn your entire body in one big orgasm."

He hums Davin's song now, tastes the guy's accent and history, his needs and wants. "Or just make you feel really, really good."

[davin]

Davin feels his mouth go dry and he swallows, swaying in closer and letting his eyes slip shut as the guy talks. His cock is already twitching in his jeans, but he does his best not to be that easy.

"That's quite a promise," Davin says thickly, sliding his hand around to the small of the guy's back. "I definitely don't want to die, but the rest of it sounds like it might be fun."

He turns his head a bit so that their cheekbones brush together. "An' what about your name? Do I get the pleasure?"

[bachjones]

"You're adorable. Call me Nathan."

He presses up against him. "But I won't hold it against you if you can't remember it after certain events."

[davin]

"Well, Nathan. Ya sure are talkin' yourself up." Davin smirks at being called adorable and walks his fingers up the guy's spine, biting his lip and looking up at him. "How can I be sure you're gonna live up t'the hype?"

[bachjones]

"Hype?"

He kisses the corner of the guy's mouth, nothing more than a flutter. "That's not something for me. I'm just going to take you along for the ride and hope you know when to scream stop."

[davin]

Davin chuckles roughly and tilts his head into the kiss, hand skimming up and down the guy's back. He's a little over the top, but Davin's still into it. He tips his head back for Nathan's questing mouth and grins with his eyes closed. "You seem pretty sure that I'm gonna say yes."

God, he loves this. The teasing, the chase.

[bachjones]

"You said yes a long time ago, bunny-hop."

He kisses a pattern down his throat. "Even if I would be blind and deaf, there's an itch if your song that's humming for a scratch. I won't turn scaly on you to show how right I am, but Davin, you will have me. If you'll allow me to have you ..well, I'm not going to force the issue."

[davin]

Davin snorts at the nickname and then opens his eyes as he realizes what the guy said. He pulls back a bit, long slender fingers curled around the back of the guy's neck as he eyes him curiously.

"Aye, you're a siren, then?" Davin's hand comes down to cup his jaw. "As long as my will's my own, I don't see a problem."

After he says it, Davin realizes that if Nathan were using his powers, Davin would probably already be bent over or on his knees somewhere, not teasing the guy and pulling back from his kisses. He gives into it and tilts his head back, enjoying the feel of a mouth on his throat.

"You seem t'have big plans for me," Davin gets out roughly, moving his hips a little to the music without really thinking about it. "Care t'fil me in?"

[bachjones]

"Just a little bit. Don't worry, I can keep the creepy stuff back. Unless you're into that, but don't scare me like that."

Bach frowns when the other guy skips free, not agreeing with where this is going. "God, you love to talk, don't you? Do I need to put it into writing that I'll only get you on your back when you want to?"

[davin]

"Didn't mean t'scare ya." He laughs happily and slides a thigh between Nathan's legs, pulling him closer. "If havin' it on paper makes ya feel better, sure."

He rolls his hips in time with the music, pressing his thigh up against Nathan's crotch just a bit. "Not used t'workin' so hard, aye?"

[bachjones]

"Scare me? You're cheeky, maybe I just like it better when everyone's clear on what's everyone having."

He rubs against him. "Never appreciated violence and no's and trouble in my life, and definitely not in my bed. Or anything close to resembling it."

[davin]

"Sounds like you'll be havin' me, if you can handle me bein' cheeky." He laughs and pulls Nathan out onto the dance floor, thumbs fitted into the groove of his hips. He rolls his hips against Nathan's and reaches up to cup the back of his neck. "Y'said you can feel with I need, huh? Are you gonna give it t'me?"

[bachjones]

"Is that a promise? I can be quick, if you have other plans for the night."

"I can hear it", he kisses him. "Everyone's carrying a tune I hear, it just depends on how I feel if I want to become a part of it. Fold myself in around yours."

[davin]

Davin is definitely interested. He's never slept with a siren before, to his knowledge, and he can't deny that he's curious. Plus, Nathan is really, really hot. "You can hear me? Does it sound good?"

Nathan kisses him and he melts into it, sliding his arms around his neck and pulling him closer.

[bachjones]

"You think I'd be around if you wouldn't sound good?"

Bach cups Davin's ass and almost wants to change his mind about his earlier plans because shit, that feels inviting. "I only always go for the good ones", he anwers between kisses.

[davin]

Davin smiles and arches his back, pressing his ass invitingly into Nathan's hand. He may not think he's all that hot, but he knows that he's got a great ass. He grips the back of Nathan's neck and pulls him in for a kiss, sucking at his bottom lip before dragging his teeth lightly over it.

He loves sex, but he isn't one to lie there and take it. He isn't very submissive, and he likes to have fun with his partner.

"So, Nathan," he says in a purr, leaning down to kiss and suck under his jaw, nosing at the shell of his ear. "What is my song tellin' you I need?"

[bachjones]

Fuck.

Instead of explaining about lazy, silent, sweaty sex, he puts it into notes and curls and sounds and sings it into Davin's ear, making sure the images are clear enough of him lying back, of Bach riding him smoothly, marks and paint indistinguishably next to each other.

"But maybe I'm wrong."