Burning down the house

[mo_cara]

WHO: The Makaras and anyone else who wants to join in!
TONE: Fun ... wild and crazy fun
RATING: PG to R, depending on shenanigans
WHEN: December 20th
WHERE: Near the edge of the Forbidden Forest
WHAT: Since there're so many new adults around, the Makara boys decide to throw an impromptu bonfire night!

The bonfire set on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and the boundary of the school property, rivals the one set for Guy Fawkes. But there are no frozen flames spells here, and the heat roars off it, sending sparks crackling and dancing toward the sky. Two remarkably similar young men dance around the fire, and even in the December weather, the heat allows them to do so without their shirts on, revealing extensive tattooing. The shorter, more muscular one is decorated with white bones, echoing what's under his skin, and the taller, more slender one has similar bones tats, but done in black ink, along with occult symbols. White bones, Kurloz, has a fiddle, and black bones, Gamzee, has a drum, and the music is as wild as their movements.

There are a few flasks of liquor being passed around the fire, and an ominous figure in black robes with giant horns spiraling up from his silver-shot black mane sits some distance away, gripping an ebon wood staff, but the overall mood is celebratory. Any excuse for a party, after all!



((OOC: Anybody can show up to the bonfire, and pretty much anyone who knows the Makaras or has run into them over the last day has been invited. But ex-professor Rhydderch will be keeping an eye out for underage craziness - those who are still students won't be turned away, but they won't be allowed to get riproaring drunk, either, as this is more aimed at adults than kids.))

Comments

[innocent_insanity]

Always an idea.

[Lightly butts head to Gamzee's, listening raptly to Tavros.]

Hey, it wasn't the ALL THE MOTHERFUCKING sídhe that what tried to steal a brother, only the unseelie fuckers. [Kurloz's hand moves over Gamzee's arm to reach for Tavros' fingers as well, curiously feeling out the smaller man's bones and muscles - he likes hands too much, especially ones that are different to his own.] Still, they're not all complete FUCKING ASSHOLES. I got good memories from them.

[mo_cara]

[laces his fingers with Tavros's, then lifts their joined hands to place a delicate kiss at his friend's wrist, nipping lightly over the pulse point as he watches the smaller man's face]

Well, good for me ain't neither of you stolen away. [leaning his head back on Kurloz's shoulder with a lazy smile - the truth is, both of these men have been instrumental in helping him feel less alone, less unwanted, and the thought of either of them not being there is uncomfortable. He's grateful that Tavros isn't the kind of person that would abandon him after all the shit he put the other man through, running off when he was crazy, and that his cousin had a more visceral understanding of Gamzee's instability, having to deal with his own.]

Because a motherfucker would have to get his Tamlin on and steal you right back.

[littlefairybull]

-=tavros feels like he's in some sort of warm, comfortable haze. not quite drunk, just content and comfortable despite the frightful look of his companions. he watches their fingers play over his, reaching and touching with his own as he listened to their voices roll through his head inside and out.

his breath hitches slightly when gamzee kisses his wrist like that, finding a heavier significance in that gesture, though always doubting he's not sure it's really there=-

We'll just have to make sure that we don't get stolen.

[innocent_insanity]

[Just smiles silently, eyes locked on Tavros' face as he nuzzles the side of Gamzee's head and strokes his fingers over the wrist his cousin just kissed, sensitive tips tracing out the delicate veins under the thin surface.]

[mo_cara]

[Gamzee lets out a soft sigh at the feel of his cousin nuzzling against him, and smiles lazily.]

I don't know. On second thought, you might have the whole motherfuckin' fae court dancing to your magic and might never want to come back. Maybe I should be brewing up some sweet incentive for you to be staying. [He takes Tavros's other hand, kisses the wrist there, too, to even them out.]

[littlefairybull]

-=he lets gamzee keep his hands in his, fingers curling gently around the taller man's face as he goes to kiss his wrist again=-

I, uhm... I think all I'd really need, is a reason to stay.

[innocent_insanity]

[Begins to grin slyly, eyes glinting in the firelight as he nuzzled Gamzee's head again, fingers lightly curling around Tavros' wrist in a loose shackle. His voice seems to murmur into Gamzee's ear as his stitched lips lightly brush it:]

He's RIPE FOR THE PICKING, col ceathrar.

[mo_cara]

Hell MOTHERFUCKIN' yeah he is. [Gamzee agrees mentally, voice vibrating with predatory eagerness, though there's just a trace of the uncertain kid he was at one time.]

Don't be casting your peepers no further, cariad. [murmurs, laying another kiss, then another, working up the smaller man's forearm]

[littlefairybull]

-=he's dreaming. he has to be. he's actually back in his little hobbit hole of a magical house, curled up and lonely like every other night. things like this don't actually happen in real life, least of all to him.

his eyes are fixed on gamzee, but he can feel the weight of the other man's eyes just as keenly. his breath goes shallow, and he has to clear his throat before he could speak again=-

O-oh, is... is that so?

-=lamest thing ever to say, like always=-

[innocent_insanity]

[Kurloz's voice is full of amusement as he speaks to the two, fingers remaining around Tavros' wrist while his thumb strokes at the fluttering pulse point.]

Should a brother be making himself scarce FOR YOU TWO MOTHERFUCKERS?

[mo_cara]

Up to you. [murmurs to Tavros] I got to tell you, bro. I got every intention in me of doing tonight what I should have done a long motherfuckin' time ago, if you're into it. But me and my cefnder, we share a lot of shit these days. If you're wanting just me, I'm down with it, 'cause I been wanting you a long time. But if you feel like getting a little freaky, then there's two of us what can put you in the middle and make you feel so motherfuckin' good your nugbone'll be melting.

[littlefairybull]

-=a long time ago... god he's lost on if that would have been a good idea. if they'd been together then and gamzee left like he had, it might have killed him. but then again maybe he wouldn't have left. pointless to even think about because he'd never know, but it makes him cling harder none the less=-

I, uhm...

-=god, why are they giving him decisions, he doesn't have the mind for decisions right now. He's not sure which way will make them happiest, but he's sure that if he misses out now he'll never get the chance again, fully expecting them to go their separate ways again after this. He turns his eyes to Kurloz a moment, nervous yes but he feels electric too=-

If you want to stay, I will not... Make you leave...

[innocent_insanity]

Now ain't that the sweetest thing? [he purrs, slipping free from Gamzee's back to crawl around to take up the same position behind Tavros, the movement smooth rather than clumsy and awkward, firelight making his skin gleam with each shifting muscle in his upper body. He wraps his arms around Tavros' middle, grinning at the feel of the younger man's strong back, and winks at Gamzee.]

I'm thinking it's time you two MOTHERFUCKERS STOPPED ALL UP AND DANCING AROUND. Been long enough, eh?

[mo_cara]

Cefnder, I ain't never heard to truer words.

[Gamzee goes forward on his knees, planting one hand on either side of Tavros's hips. He gives Kurloz a sly smile, squeezing the other man's arm briefly in thanks and affection, then gets nose to nose with his friend again.]

You ain't gonna regret this. [promises, though there's a heat in his eyes that says he might have a little problem controlling himself once things get going. Then he moves forward that last half inch, pressing his lips to Tavros's and immediately sliding his tongue into the smaller man's mouth to plunder.]

[littlefairybull]

-=it's hard to pick who to focus on at any given moment. gamzee's eyes, the way kurloz moved, both are equally as ensnaring. he's a bit tense at first when kurloz settles behind him, but the warm buzz and the growing lust fog had him slowly easing back against the taller man's chest.

tavros carries the scent of the wilderness with him, pine and dirt and well worn leather. there's a wildness in him too, different than theirs and deeper buried, and order amidst their chaos but no less dangerous for it.

and then there's gamzee, stalking him like something out of a selfish fantasy. there's still part of him thats in shock at how this evening turned, convinced he'll wake up from it. the rest of him is suddenly too focused to consider anything else. his breath hitches when their lips meet, and not a moment later he opens too it, both hands sliding up to grip in the wild mess of his long lost friend's hair=-

[innocent_insanity]

[Still grinning, Kurloz nuzzles the back of Tavros' shoulder, inhaling his scent with a pleased, barely audible sigh. He watched the two men kiss, more than pleased with the way things had turned out. He's more than content with just watching, so he doesn't hurry them along demanding his own kiss, just runs his fingers along the line of Tavros' abs through his shirt.]

[mo_cara]

[Gamzee takes his time with it - he may be sharing this with Kurloz, but this is the first time he's ever kissed Tavros, and it's something he's been dreaming of, off and on, for over half his life. He makes a low, hungry sound as the smaller man's fingers tighten in his hair and pushes forward abruptly, shoving between Tavros's legs with his long, lean body. His tongue thoroughly divests the other man's mouth of its secrets, diving deep, and when he finally has to break for air, his pupils are wide, turning his irises into thin coronas of dark violet-blue.]

Oh. Daaaaamn. [breathes, and then raises a hand to gently turn Tavros's head to the side, offering him up to his cousin] You have got to taste that.

[littlefairybull]

-=tavros has gotten used to being sad and alone. when he's not visiting his mother he's working on spells or dealing with beasts and collecting their magical components because it's easier than facing it. he's the sort of guy who accepts what scraps of affection he can get, and though he's not sure how he feels about being passed between two men, but they want him so that's a good thing, right?

and it's gamzee. that alone changes things.

then he suddenly finds himself pinned between the two of them, gamzee pressing firmly between his legs. he pulls in a sharp gasp but doesn't break the kiss, gliding his tongue along gamzee's before nipping at his lip before the kiss breaks. he's breathing quickly as he's made to look up at kurloz, lips parted and wet. he doesn't say anything, curious about the stitches=-

[innocent_insanity]

[Kurloz glances between the two of them, a bit unsure because there's a reason why he keeps the stitches in, just like there's a reason why he eats in private with only his father and cousin present or no one at all. Even after all Rhys has taught him and Gamzee's made him trust in himself more, he still can't completely trust himself. So the moment hangs as Kurloz considers it, staring down at Tavros' open and curious face.

... I don't up and do this for just anyone, okay? [murmurs before running a thumb across his lips, the stitches withdrawing and vanishing as if they never had been, not even a hint of scarring left to suggest their existence. He gives Gamzee one last unspoken message:]

Make sure a fucker doesn't lose control. Don't wanna hurt him.

[Licking his lips he winks at Tavros and dips his head. He lightly draws his tongue over the parted lips before slipping past them, almost delicate and shy in how he delves into the man's mouth.]

[mo_cara]

I got your back, bro. [Gamzee's voice murmurs soothingly in Kurloz's mind. It's probably a good thing he's a little on the unstable and violent side at times, in this case - Kurloz can count on him absolutely to take what steps are necessary should the shorter man lose control, to not hesitate.]

Makes you special. [He murmurs to Tavros's ear, wanting his friend to understand that, that this isn't some impulsive, meaningless thing for either of them. Then he takes blatant advantage of the way the younger man's head is twisted around, exposing his neck, and traces the line of muscle with his tongue before latching on with his mouth.]

[toreadorkabull]

-=he doesn't really understand, not yet. not the why of it, in any case. he's always had more faith in the things he can do than he ever did himself as a person. he struggles to see why he'd be special, but he doesn't argue because hearing it still makes his heart skip and he practically melts between them.

tavros had expected something more hungry, like gamzee had been, and it surprises him that kurloz could feel shy and unsure about anything. he lifts a hand to gently touch kurloz's face, stroking lightly along his jaw.

he gasps into the kiss when he feels gamzee's tongue, moaning softly at the sudden attention to his neck. its a sure fire way to shut his brain clean off=-

[innocent_insanity]

[A purring growl escapes Kurloz's lips into Tavros' mouth from the gentle touch to his face. The kiss slowly heats up as he lets himself relax into the contact, growing bolder and betraying his hunger but still remaining barely gentle, his restraint obvious in how he firmly keeps his hands at Tavros' waist, fingers twitching slightly. He can distantly feel how Gamzee's shifted to attack Tavros' neck, and the mental image of that combined with the moan from the younger man makes him heat up. He growls again and breaks the kiss for a moment to drag his teeth along plush lips before resuming their little game of tonsil hockey, movements forceful but still held in check.]

[mo_cara]

[One Makara presses teeth at Tavros's mouth, the other at his neck, as Gamzee fits his mouth around the thick muscle and bites in, not hard enough to break skin, but enough to be felt. He sucks the flesh into his mouth, pulling the blood to the surface to make blooming rosettes, and then laps over it with his tongue before moving higher, to the tender spot just below the smaller man's ear. A playful little growl trickles forth as he presses in even closer, so that his body is snug up against Tavros's. Then he lays his hands over Kurloz's, lacing his fingers with his cousin's so that they're both gripping the younger man between them.]

[littlefairybull]

-=tavros is trapped, and he probably can't get away even if he tries. not that he wants to try, he's too blissed out and lust fogged to even consider something like that. the thought that these two could tear him apart at any moment isn't lost on him though, but the nerves creeping up from it aren't nearly enough to overtake his desire to feel wanted.

his whole body jerks as gamzee's mouth finds that one particular spot that's bound to drive him mad. he moans again, with a bit more desperate frustration than before and there's a moment where he clings tightly to them both before easing up again=-

[innocent_insanity]

[Squeezes Gamzee's fingers gently and starts kissing as hungrily as his cousin had been earlier. He presses forward against Tavros to leave him properly caught between the cousins, skin fever hot against the younger man's back. Eventually he let's Tavros up for air, trailing kisses along his cheek to his ear, nipping the earlobe sharply before murmuring, voice deeper than his telepathic one thanks to lack of use:]

Mm, fucking delicious is what you are. [Chuckles quietly before kissing and nibbling at the sensitive skin below the ear.]