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]

"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."

[davin]

Davin is expecting more teasing, maybe some smoothly spoken words, but what he gets instead is a head full of vibrant images that make him falter in his steps. His cock thickens in his jeans and he rolls his hips against Nathan's.

"Aye, that sounds about right." Davin pulls back enough to kiss him on the mouth, fingers on his jaw and thumb pressed just before his lower lip. "But I think I'd like t'hear it louder."

[bachjones]

"You're kinda demanding."

He rolls his tongue over his lip. "What, do you want a serenade? Shouting hard enough to get everyone feel like they're invited? You want a real party?"

[davin]

"You don't seem to mind." Davin laughs, bright and happy, at his suggestions and kisses him again. "I'm sure the two of us can make a damn fine party all on our own."

Davin's never had a threesome, or a moresome, and that's on the agenda someday. But right now, he just wants to bring those images Nathan put into his head to life. He slides his hand down Nathan's back and dips his fingertips just barely below the waist of his pants. "Where are we gonna bring that song of yours t'life, huh?"

[bachjones]

It's getting harder (- everything is getting harder) to think straight, because this guy just turned to absolutely blatant and appreciating right now and it's not that Bach doesn't like it, it's just been too long.

"Pretty sure I heard about mattresses on the second floor, if you're not shy about public shows. Else we're five minutes away from my place, and I could do three of those on my knees."

[davin]

Davin thinks about it, for about a second, and then shakes his head with a cute little nose crinkle. "Nah, that isn't really my style."

He laughs happily at Nathan's confidence and slides his hand down into his pants for just a moment, squeezing his ass before pulling away and grabbing his hand. "Do you wanna dance more, do you wanna go see me naked?" =

[bachjones]

"Dance for me. Dance with me. Inspire me."

Bach pulls him along, closer to the center where other people are just pillows to be caught by. "Sadly it isn't your style, else I'd already liked to see you naked."

[davin]

"Maybe someday." For all his bravado, Davin isn't really all that experienced. Exhibitionism is something for another time. "But I don't let just anyone see me naked."

He grins and pulls Nathan out onto the floor with him, spinning him around and bringing him in close, pressing their bodies together as he moves his hips to the music and tilts his head back. This, he knows he's good at.

[bachjones]

"You're a little pixie, aren't you?" He lets the guy lead, takes the opportunity to let his hands wander all over his body.

"Music, teasing, butterfly kisses. In every other town I would worry about leaving you with my soul intact." Bach nips at his jaw, sucks a small mark between all the other colors. "Here I guess you fit right in."

[davin]

"I've got no designs on your soul, man." Davin grins, enjoying the feeling of Nathan's hands on his body, brushing his skin. "Jus' your body."

He reaches down to grab his ass again, rolling their hips together so that their cocks brush through their pants. "One or two parts in particular."

[bachjones]

He bites down a moan, because no way he's going to show his hand this easily. It will only be sad, how pleased he is with how straight and simple this is, instead of bickering and anger.

"Only one or two?"

[davin]

He grins at the strained look on Nathan's face and reaches out to trace his bottom lip with the pad of his finger, gaze falling to his mouth. "Maybe a few more."

The song changes into something a little slower, more sultry, and Davin pulls Nathan in by his ass to grind against him.

[bachjones]

"I appreciate that, Davin."

He closes any last space between them, humming another promise, teasing for the other guy to keep control over his body. Bach's never been impressed with men that claim that fast orgasms are a compliment. He wants endurance.