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One month ago, one of Soho's trendiest and yet least profitable dance clubs closed its doors. There were rumors for a while that the space was going to be turned into an upscaled gym, or perhaps gutted and chopped up into boutique shopping. But not much of anything seemed to be happening until just after Christmas, when the trucks were constantly parked by the service entrance and there seemed to be a flurry of activity.

Meanwhile, anyone who was anyone received a VIP invitation to the "pre-opening" of SATURNALIA, soon to be London's newest hot spot, but in the meantime hosting a huge party to ring in the new year. Togas optional but encouraged. Also receiving these invitations was anyone who even remotely knew Robin Goodfellow (or Rob Fellows), though his name wasn't on them.

The doors were also open to anyone, a line and bouncer required only because the space could only fit so many. But Robin had instructed the bouncer to be creative if not random with who he let in. As far as he was concerned, pulling in a street urchin or two over the hot starlets would not only improve the atmosphere but be good for business in the long run.

The doors opened at 9pm, and the place filled steadily as midnight approached. Inside, the club was clearly not finished, and there were many trappings from the previous space still in place - a large dance floor, several bars, private rooms, a couple of small stages for performances, an impressive elevated DJ table. For tonight, the theme was clearly one of the decadence of ancient Greek - decorations in gold and white and stone, replications (one would assume) of famous artwork of the time, including a number of statues. A copy of "David" cast in stone was a centerpiece, set up in an area that encouraged partygoers to take selfies.

The bars were not open, but prices were much cheaper than they should have been, coupled by the occasional appearance of Robin in his (somewhat skimpy) toga and gold-cast laureal wreath crown to hand out shots, mead, or wine to random partygoers. The point of the party was clearly not to make money but to build buzz, and from the length of the line outside after a couple of hours it was clearly working.

Date: 2015-12-31 08:39 pm (UTC)
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Avoiding the alcohol became almost a game. Shots forced on him were spilled when he was "jostled" and sometimes he'd be dragged away by a prety girl or fit bloke to dance. He had a toga on but it barely fit and kept falling off so he finally gave up and simply tied it round his waist. It had been a long time since he'd been out to a club but this was brilliant. It was so good to get lost in the music. He did take a few selfies with people who recognized him, which was terribly flattering.

And the odd kisses and gropings were things he didn't mind in the least.

Date: 2016-01-01 03:59 am (UTC)
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Danny had been all over the party, drinking a little too much, and then more as midnight crept closer.

So by the time he ran into Hex, he was smashed.

"Oh, Hex. Look at you- Almost naked," Danny laughed.

Date: 2016-01-01 04:12 am (UTC)
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The smell of liquor poured off him with the heat of his body. Hex had done well staying away from the bar but the later it got and the drunker people became the more the hunger for it seeped in through his skin. But he'd stayed strong, seeing this out to midnight at least before he fled.

"Danny, mate, you're pissed," he laughed, aching to feel the same.

Date: 2016-01-01 04:24 am (UTC)
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"Bit, yeah," Danny laughed, holding onto Hex's arm to make sure he wouldn't fall over. "I wasn't going to, but then... I did."

Date: 2016-01-01 04:31 am (UTC)
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Hex could only smile, even though his longing for just a taste took a near physical hold on him. So much so that he found himself holding onto Danny. The crowd jostled them even closer together.

"You alright, then? Having a good time?"

Date: 2016-01-01 04:49 am (UTC)
london_spy: (Default)
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"Sure, yeah, sure..." Danny said, leaning into him and nearly falling over.

Date: 2016-01-01 04:51 am (UTC)
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Hex manhandled him upright and held on to keep him there.

"You're gone, mate. No more for you. Cut off," he laughed.

Date: 2016-01-01 05:22 am (UTC)
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"Oh, come on, it's New Years," Danny said, nuzzling at Hex's neck. "Come on, I just need one more. One more, and I'll be happy."

Date: 2016-01-01 05:25 am (UTC)
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"I think you're happy already, Danny. Dance with me first," he said. "Come on. Dance a little."

Date: 2016-01-01 05:30 am (UTC)
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"Yeah? Is a dance worth a drink?" Danny asked, leaning in closer and whispering right in Hex's ear. "What's a kiss worth?"

Date: 2016-01-01 05:52 am (UTC)
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"Danny, you're out of our head," Hex said, holding Danny close.

Date: 2016-01-01 06:11 am (UTC)
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"So?" Danny replied, nuzzling Hex's neck again. "So what? Why does it matter?"

Date: 2016-01-01 06:15 am (UTC)
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Hex was only human and Danny's attention was too much to resist. He tipped his head back and clutched at Danny's clothes.

"Oh my god," he sighed.

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Date: 2016-01-02 06:11 pm (UTC)
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Jag thought the (very fit) bloke looked familiar, but it took him a couple of seconds to place him, on account of the low lighting and the fact that they were both dancing. He drew away from Jake with a surprised grin. "Hex! Hi!"

Date: 2016-01-03 12:13 am (UTC)
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"Jag! Hi, mate," Hex said warmly, grabbing the man and giving him a hug. "Good to see you! Having fun?"

Date: 2016-01-03 10:11 am (UTC)
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Whoa, hello, half-naked hug. Jag had nothing against that, and he was grinning again as they pulled back. "Yeah, surprisingly!" Toga parties were not his thing, as a rule. "Is Finn here?" Hey, you never knew, and it would be a good surprise.

Date: 2016-01-03 05:21 pm (UTC)
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"Yeah, I saw him over there snogging the host," he laughed. "He came with his Will, that tall bloke with the afro."

Date: 2016-01-04 02:26 pm (UTC)
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"Yeah, I remember," Jag nodded; Willy was a bit difficult to forget, for all that he'd never gone and met him. "Guess I'll track Fin down later, then," he added with a grin, unwilling to interrupt.

Date: 2016-01-04 11:33 pm (UTC)
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"You should. But dance with me now," he smiled, catching Jag by the hand.

Date: 2016-01-04 11:47 pm (UTC)
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Jag glanced back at Jake, who was clearly not pining for him (as if there had been any doubt) and already dancing with someone else. Then he smiled back at Hex and started moving to the music, although it really wasn't his sort of music. He went to clubs often enough that he was semi-used to dancing to music he didn't like.

Date: 2016-01-05 01:35 am (UTC)
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Hex didn't know the music but to him all club music was basically the same animal rhythm with different singing and chanting. He got completely lost in it, dancing against Jag and definitely not thinking about drinks.

Date: 2016-01-05 01:41 am (UTC)
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While Hex was not thinking about drinks, Jag was definitely not thinking about how fit he was. He hadn't expected them to dance quite this closely together, and Hex was, well. Just look at him.

Not that Jag was.

So instead, he focused on the music and on dancing, and how dancing was nothing at all like sex. But he was thankful that he was wearing more than a glorified bedsheet.

Date: 2016-01-05 02:05 am (UTC)
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For Hex dancing was the next best thing to sex. And in his experience one generally lead to the other.

"You can move!" he shouted, smiling as he draped an arm on Jag's shoulder to stay close enough to be heard.

Date: 2016-01-05 02:15 am (UTC)
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"You're not Roma if you can't dance!" Jag shouted back, with a half smile. It was a joke, but he had learned to loosen his limbs and move his hips with the circus. It wasn't a Roma party without dancing.

Date: 2016-01-05 02:35 am (UTC)
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Hex laughed at that and challenged Jag with his body to keep up with the way he ground his hips and writhed up and down his spine. He had no doubt the man could keep up.

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