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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[davin]

At first, Davin thinks he's dreaming. But then the scrape of rough stubble against his chest wakes him up and makes him remember where is. God, what a way to wake up. He listens to Nathan speak as he stretches as knuckles at his eyes before burying his fingers in Nathan's hair.

"Mm, hello", he drawls out. "Sleepy mornin' breath kisses?"

[bachjones]

"Or gaping sewer kisses, dude, can't you remember where my mouth has been?"

He follows the line of his jaw with his teeth before meeting Davin's eyes. "And no way I'm leaving my mattress before I fucked you into it."

[davin]

Davin rolls his eyes with a chuckle and kisses Nathan's temple, feeling sleepy and lazy and warm as he tilts his head back for more biting kisses.

"I'm okay with that," he lets out in a low rumble.

[bachjones]

"Glad to hear you didn't change your mind. Because you have been so good, you can decide if you stay on your back or get on your stomach."

He rubs the sleep out of his eyes. "No extra charge."

[davin]

"How very generous." He chuckles roughly and spreads his legs, letting Nathan slip between his thighs. "On m'back, but you'll need t'grab a condom an' lube, Romeo."

[bachjones]

"What, you dried up already?"

Bach grins. "So many weird things in this town, but I still need lube for a good fuck."

[davin]

"From your spit? Yeah." He laughs and slides his hands up Nathan's back. "Hmm, now that'd be a good spell."

Nathan is warm and heavy on top of him and Davin's cock is half-hard against his belly as he lifts his head to mouth at Nathan's throat, sucking a mark just over his pulse. "I'm always really tight. Just open me up on your fingers a little and I'll make it worth your while."

[bachjones]

"Always? How often do you do this?"

He pushes himself up, moving one hand between them. "I won't be able to play guitar for a week, all this finger action."

[davin]

The question makes him blush and turn his head to the side for some reason. Suddenly he doesn't very much feel worth all the effort.

"Not a lot," he says quietly, biting his lip as he draws one of his knees up a little. "I told ya that."

[bachjones]

"Maybe always just means you have a lot of toys you ride every other weekday, dude. Relax."

He winks. "Else we're not getting anywhere, not even a finger."

[davin]

"I'm not makin' diamonds up there. I jus' wanted some prep before ya shoved it in." His cheeks are still pink and he feels embarrassed for some reason. Maybe it's too early in the morning to be teased. Maybe he just knows that he's going to get kicked out at some point.

"I can do it myself," he says quietly, turning a bit and trying to seek out the lube.

[bachjones]

"Wh-"

He puts his hand on Davin's chest. "Wait a second right now, what are you doing? Too early? Because I can get you breakfast first, but I can't read your mind."

[davin]

"No, ya just - " He huffs and scrubs his hands over his face. "Made a big deal when I said I needed prep. Ya could have been inside me already, dude."

He laughs a little and pushes at Nathan's shoulder, trying to lighten the mood. He tips his head up and gives him a closed-mouth kiss on the lips before dropping down to the pillow again. "C'mon."

[bachjones]

"Oh!" He messes up his hair, rolls his eyes. "I never ever make a big deal. You mistake me for something else, and I'm hurt. I'm B-"

"Fuck", he grins. "Just lie back, rabbit."

[davin]

Davin huffs out a laugh when Nathan fusses with his hair and then lays back, stretching out again. Nathan hasn't made him feel anything but good so far, so he shouldn't question it now. It's just that Davin really only has two requirements for sex: condoms and prep. He's not getting an STD or a limp because he wanted to rush things, no sir.

"Lie back and think of England," he says with a lazy smile.

[bachjones]

Bach finds the lube and pushes Davin's legs apart. "If that's what gets you off ..as long as you don't start coming in an English way or something."

He grins. "Spouting tea."

[davin]

Davin laughs and slides a hand up Nathan's back, spreading his legs wider and biting his lip in anticipation. "I think you'll get me off just fine."

[bachjones]

"Thank you for your trust, rabbit."

He lets his fingers ghost up Davin's thighs, feather-light, tickling his balls before kissing him beneath his navel. “Like this is the first time I’m going to make you come hard enough to make you see stars. Really, you’re not all that on compliments, are you?” Bach kisses his tummy again, to show him there’s no anger behind his words.

After a second he decides on which song to hum, and he opens his mouth for a story about a little sweet shepherd. It’s about the animals he meets and the plants he sees until he finds a sweet young man sleeping between his sheep. Both the music and the words turn dirtier soon, and after the first chorus, he pushes in a finger.
“Just remember to stay very relaxed and take it all until you don’t think you can’t take any more. I will help you change your mind on that as well.”

[davin]

"Well, this is shapin' up t'be the hottest twelve hours of my life. Compliment enough for ya?" Davin closes his eyes when he hears the song, relaxing and then gasping when the song goes dirty and Nathan's finger slides into him. He's tight but takes it easily, arching up up and clutching at the sheets as he lets out a pleased hum. "Mm, yes sir."

[bachjones]

He grins. “I don’t know if that was genuine -” The song carries on underneath his tongue – “But I will take it. You just need to get used to being overwhelmed like this, I’m sure. If we’d make this a weekly thing you’d be addicted in less than two months.”

It’s tempting to just use a little more force, but it wouldn’t work with the song, and Bach would never sabotage any kind of music. So he crooks and turns his finger a little, pushing against the tight, warm muscle. “You better stay this tight when you’re on my dick, so I can go see stars right besides you.”

He lashes in Davin’s song into the little dirty story of the shepherd, makes him remember about the things they already had enjoyed with each other. “It’s not like you need to get up and run off right away after your orgasm anyway, right?”

[davin]

"It was very genuine. I'll have t'leave my number when I go." He wouldn't mind a repeat performance of this sometime. "I'll be so tight for ya, baby. You'll never wanna leave."

His breathing picks up and he moans in response to the song and Nathan's finger, panting as he clenches down around it and squirms. "I'll stay an' let ya take care of me. Gimme another."

[bachjones]

"No phone."

Bach's glad to oblige, although he hopes that Davin is still present enough to appreciate what he's doing. It has been plenty of times that he only had softened people up to fuck them into the mattress with any shiny baubles around.

[davin]

"Who doesn't have a - fuck." He moans and rocks his hips up, eyes open as he watches Nathan's face. "Then I guess if ya want t'have me again, you'll have t'find me."

He grins lazily and reaches up to cup his cheeks, pulling him in for a kiss and biting at his bottom lip, tugging playfully. "C'mon, get a condom. I need ya inside me."

[bachjones]

"Dude, I sleep with my landlady because I don't have money to pay rent. I'm not going to spend whatever I get from time to time on something stupid like a phone."

He adds another finger. "Especially because I don't have anyone to talk to outside this stupid little town. And my legs can do their work of walking."

"I will find you, alright." Bach answers the kiss. "Just don't know if I'll recognize you with your clothes on."

[davin]

Davin can't help but laugh because this guy is so ridiculous, but charming anyway, and none of it even matters because he's shooting off fireworks behind Davin's eyelids and making him moan and tremble.

"Ya will, if ya want me." He grins and kisses him again, pulling him closer with a whimper. "Are ya gonna fuck me now?"