fandomtownies | The Devil's Nest, Saturday, April 12th

"No." Bo crossed her arms behind the bar and ignored the balloon Tiny was holding out to her. "I already told you my terms. The whole thing or no deal."

Tiny held up his phone in the other hand, then made a show of putting it away. Bo just shook her head.

"No. I don't care if you record me. I'm just not doing it without the quid pro quo." She reached out and bopped the balloon lightly. "Every. Single. Verse."

Which was why anyone visiting the bar tonight, including the guests at Warren and Karla's birthday party, would find themselves treated to a high-pitched -- and very long -- performance of I Am The Very Model Of A Modern Major-General from the huge guy in the leather vest.

Bo's performance, they'd have to be very good at searching YouTube (or know Tiny's username) to find, and also fast enough to get there before Bo filed the fake DMCA takedown notice. Or the obscenity one. She was still trying to decide which seemed more likely coming from Disney.

[Open! Karla and Warren's birthday party be happenin' in the VIP area; the rest of the joint is open to anyone.]

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Please hold. Jono needed a moment to kind of stare, and then do the mouthless, lungless equivalent of cracking up, which mostly just involved bunching up at the shoulders and looking especially amused in utter silence for a moment.

//It- That's- well. It's a very... I have no bloody clue,// he finally managed. //Though I suspect a good many shots are given names that have something to do with sex.//

Call it a hunch from a man who generally didn't order anything more fancy than an import lager.

"Well, that explains the Screaming Orgasm, then," Raven said thoughtfully.

She grinned slyly at Jono. "Would you like to share one of those?"

Well, Raven. You certainly knew how to get Jono's attention. And how to make his brain blink off entirely for a few seconds, too.

//I. I. Well. I.//

This was not actually as difficult a question as you thought it was, Jon.

//... Sounds like a good time.//

That maaaay have been her exact intention.

"I certainly would not mind," Raven murmured, dropping herself in the seat next to him. She leaned in to whisper in his ear. "For old time's sake? No strings attached, I promise."

She sent him the faintest suggestion of nails scratching down his back.

Jono couldn't really help the shiver he gave at the sensation of nails over skin. If he had a mouth, it would have gone dry. Hell, his breath would have hitched, too. For all that had gone on between them, for as much as he'd changed over the years, he really had to hand it to Raven - She still knew exactly what made him tick.

//No strings?//

It was actually sort of a credit to him that he managed to string those two words together all by himself like a big boy.

"None whatsoever," Raven said. "No strings...but possibly handcuffs."

Now she really wasn't playing fair.

Oh, now she was just playing dirty. Jono closed his eyes and took a moment to wrap his head around that one. This was probably a horrible idea. Probably a reckless, stupid idea that was going to get somebody hurt.

//I do like handcuffs...//

And physical contact, something that he was generally fairly starved of, these days.

And just... feeling wanted.

Raven could sense that, and she lifted one hand to gently touch the side of his face. "Your place or mine?" she said, smiling. "I have a room at the hotel. One with a very comfortable bed."

Jonothon leaned his cheek into her hand just a little more, eyes still closed for a moment longer before he opened them to look at her.

This was still a terrible idea. It was just... a very appealing sort of terrible idea. Exactly the sort of terrible idea that he would happily run headfirst into tonight, and bother worrying about tomorrow.

//Yours? My bed is... less comfortable. And I have flatmates.//

Who were both here at the party, but... details.

Raven might have agreed if she'd stop to think it out, but she was far too caught up with living in the moment instead of thinking of past and future as she usually did.

"Very well," she said. "And I promise you...I have no expectations, no ulterior motives. I just think after everything we have gone through, we both deserve something enjoyable. Something pleasurable."

She moved her hand to his shoulder and slid it down his arm and laced her fingers with his. "Shall we go now?" she said. "Or do you want to wait?"

Jono took a moment to consider that. If they were to wait until after the party, people wouldn't notice them slip out, wouldn't ask about it later. On the other hand, there wasn't really much to do around here but mingle and watch people get drunk, and as much as Jono enjoyed second-hand inebriation, what Raven was offering seemed far more appealing.

He gave her had a squeeze.

//I don't suppose people would miss us too much if we were to go now...//

Raven glanced around the club; everyone seemed to be having a good time.

"I agree," she said. She sent another light scratch down his back. "And I do not really want to wait, either."

//Well, then.// Jonothon nodded toward the door as he pulled himself to his feet. //Shall we, Sunshine?//

"Why walk?" Raven said, flashing him a wicked grin. "There are faster ways to travel."

Not exactly subtle, though, but Raven didn't care much. She opened the Netherverse and teleported them out of the Devil's Nest and to her hotel room.

The Devil's Nest, Saturday, April 12th

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