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]

He was going to stay here for the rest of his life.

"Think you can make it to your car or do I need to open your legs right here and now?" Because Bach never minded being watched, and it sounded like Genevieve was too far gone to even notice.

[weatherornot]

"Car," she said, pulling away and turning around to pull him close for a scorching kiss before breaking away to grab his hand and pull him through the crowd.

"Car now, then home. Then whatever you want, Jones."

[bachjones]

It was clear enough that all his blood had already left for the road down, because Bach wondered why she only used his last name until - yeah, never let the fans know you touched the other one already. Although fans were from a past life right now.

"Are you even real? Not that I'd mind you being not real though." He tickled her palm. "It's just going to be weird explaining the raw skin on my hands tomorrow morning."

[weatherornot]

"Mmmm, why? Been a while since you've been given free reign?" She asked, glancing over her shoulder as she lead them out of the building. The fact that he was so in awe of her was definitely an ego boost.

"Something special you want to try?"

[bachjones]

"Been a while for having a woman. Been a while for not being high out of my mind during that. Been a while since someone -" He winked. "is so very eager to have me around with less than twenty minutes of time shared together."

"You were talking about being a bit rougher, but I only like that it can be a two way thing. I'm not going to bite you and rub you raw while you just lie there."

[weatherornot]

"Oh, trust me, I'm going to be VERY participatory," she reassured him. The closer they got to the car the more eager she got and the faster she walked. Genevieve just really, really wanted to fuck him.

[bachjones]

"You're heaven sent."

He jogged to keep up with her, stumbled and dropped over something large. "Fucking fu-" His foot felt like it was coming off and rapidly started throbbing as hard as his dick. Fuck.

With a shrug, he continued on hand and feet.

[weatherornot]

Just as they reached the car she felt him tug against her hand. Turning back she saw he had fallen over and was now crawling on the ground. If she wasn't so desperate to get fucked she would have laughed.

"We're here," she said, unlocking the back door. "Need help getting those pants off before you get in?"

[bachjones]

"You're not a nurse as well, just to be convenient?"

Bach kicked off his shoes and unzipped his jeans, wincing through the pain. No way he was letting that get in the way of doing this girl every way around her car.

[weatherornot]

"Mmmmm, nope," she said, eyes going to his body, not even trying to hide the hungry look. "But I can guarantee I'll take your mind off the pain."

As if to offer proof, she pulled her shirt off iver he head and unhooked her bra. Not only did he get a nice view of her tits but hoo-fucking-ray she didn't have to wear a bra anymore.

[bachjones]

"Those are some great tits. Bo- oh screw it." He put his hands on the both of them. "Piece of fucking art.

Bach leaned in to nip at the sensitive skin of her throat. "Down or top?"

[weatherornot]

Genevieve made a low moan of pleasure as his hands found her tits, shivering at the sensation. Whatever he had done earlier had made her extra sensitive and his touch felt so good.

"Top," she gasped. "Want to ride the cock of yours. Get in the back and I will fuck you wild, Jones."

[bachjones]

Yeah, Bach was going to be fine.

With a tinge of regret he let go, just to grab behind him and take the roof of the car. He wasn't going to mess up twice and knock himself unconscious on a piece of metal.

He pulled himself inside, checking his surroundings for anything - besides Genevieve - to play with.

[weatherornot]

Genevieve took the moment when the guy climbed into the back to grab a condom out of her back pocket before stripping off the rest of her clothes before tossing them into the front seat. For not the first time she was really thankful that she kept her car clean.

Ducking into the car she tore the packaging off of the condom before slipping onto his lap, one hand curling around his wonderfully hard cock.

"I promise we'll do this less rushed later," she said, kissing him as she slid the cock on. "But I need you so bad right now."

[bachjones]

"Yes yes promise sure."

He found her wrists with one hand and pulled her closer against him. "Let me do that for you, I'm sure you don't need your hands to sit on a dick."

[weatherornot]

"Mmmmm, nope," she said, running her hands up his chest and over his shoulders to pull him close for a deep kiss. She squirmed on his lap a bit, eager to ride him. As soon as he got that condom on she was going to go wild.

[bachjones]

"Wh-"

Oh, condom. Fuck, condom. He took it from her and thought of nicer things while rolling it down his dick. "You better make up for that, chick."

[weatherornot]

"Genevieve," she reminded him, flicking her thumbs over his nipples while she raised herself up a bit, preparing to settle down on him in just a moment. She would have rolled her eyes at him for complaining about the condom but she was too far into it to do anything that might disrupt this.

"And trust me, you're not going to have any complaints."

[bachjones]

"Genevieve, sit down."

Bach wasn't going to get left behind in some stranger's car because he spoke back to some girl. If that'd even happen, considering it was her car.

"Is that a promise? Come here, let me make it up."

[weatherornot]

"Promise," she said, moving forward to reach between them and take hold of his cock while she lowered herself down onto it. She watched his face as she slid in, so completely wet but still tight. It was a wonderful feeling though, his cock filling her up as she pushed down against him, clenching her walls around him once she was all the way down.

[bachjones]

"Ooooh."

Bach pushed her hair back and let his hands follow her curves. "Let me look at you for a second, if you're going to allow me to. See what I got rewarded with for following home. Or car, whatever."

"You're fucking tight and I'm not only talking about your looks, sweetheart."

[weatherornot]

"You'll find me up for most anything, Jones," she said, rolling her hips against his, getting more of that wonderful friction from his cock against her walls.

"Well you've got a pretty big cock and like I said, normally I go for the girls."

[bachjones]

"I'm terribly flattered."

He grabbed her ass, dug in his nails a little. "Or offended, if it's really girls you're looking for all the time."

[weatherornot]

"Be flattered," she hissed, rising up on him before slamming back down onto him and rocking her hips against him. "Because tonight I just need to have you."

[bachjones]

"Whatever you say, sweetheart."

Okay, this girl had some issues, but Bach wasn't looking for a little princess anyway. A woman was easier to be around with when she was naked and willing.

"F-" He folded his hands behind his head. "As long as you keep doing that."