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There's a little grove, close enough to hear the party but private enough to not be heard. There' might already be a blanket spread out and waiting.

Jay pulls Emcee into the grove, pushing Emcee gently against a tree (can't damage those wings) and goes to his knees in front of him.

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[runningred]

Jay chuckles and kisses his way down Emcee's spine, gently withdrawing.

He's planned ahead enough have wet-wipes stashed under a tree, to clean them both up.

[i_am_your_host]

He purrs and stretches again under Jay's lips, before turning onto his side.

"Well, you came prepared," he murmurs wryly, taking a couple of wet-wipes. He'll need the extras to wipe his hands and knees clean as well.

[runningred]

"I knew you were going to be dressed up." Jay chuckles, tidying up. "How could I not want to drag you into the dark?"

[i_am_your_host]

"Mm, and how could I say no?" he says with a smirk.

Carefully rolling onto his back to that his wings are flat on either side of him, he lifts his hips and tugs his shorts back up.

"I may actually keep these. They give a new meaning to lederhosen."

[runningred]

"You might have. And I would have been utterly devastated." Jay clutches his heart. "But you're worth the gamble."

Jay chuckles and leans forward to kiss Emcee's stomach as he pulls his shorts back up. "They're gorgeous on you. More gorgeous around your knees..." he grins.

[i_am_your_host]

"Oh, but I would never want to leave you in pieces," he insists with a laugh.

Which turns into a giggle at the touch of Jay's lips. He gives his hair a rough ruffle, before doing up the zippers.

"Around my knees and when I'm on my knees?"

[runningred]

Jay groans theatrically. "Gods, even better!"

He gets up and straightens up himself, offering Emcee a hand up.

[i_am_your_host]

Emcee chuckles brightly at that.

Grasping Jay's hand, he pulls himself up and dusts off his bottom.

"Shall we head back to the party? If you show me how to queue up songs, you can take breaks and I can play all the ABBA I want. Oops, did I say that aloud? Tee hee."

He hooks a hand around Jay's arm.

[runningred]

Jay helps him to brush off, grinning. "Are you trying to turn the head of a certain Swedish vampire by playing the songs of his people?"

[i_am_your_host]

Emcee glances away and utters a short laugh. Yes, he'd seen Eric over by the bonfire but hadn't dared approach him.

"He hates ABBA, so it would certainly get his attention," he says, with perhaps a little tightness in his voice that wasn't there before.

[runningred]

Jay frowns, reading that tightness. "Everything okay with you guys?"

[i_am_your_host]

Is it showing?

Emcee flashes him a quick smile and squeezes his arm.

"Oh, absolutely," he insists. "We just disagree about ABBA, that's all. I thought it was funny."

[runningred]

Jay frowns, not buying it but not pushing it either.

He gives Emcee a deep bow. "The decks are yours. I'll just stand back and laugh and watch him scowl."

[i_am_your_host]

He laughs genuinely at that, as he takes Jay's place at the DJ booth.

After a short instruction on creating a set list and how to use the faders for effect (he won't try mixing just yet--that's an experiment for another time), he happily churns out the party music.

And after a string of ABBA songs, he throws in a bit of danceable yet spooky Scandinavian forest metal to appease Eric's sensibilities.

[runningred]

Jay teaches him what he needs to know and give him access to the Hive's music collection.

And then he heads down to the dance floor to enjoy the break and flirt and dance.

{ooc: shall we wrap there? Thank you!}

[i_am_your_host]

[ooc: Perfect!]