Arcadian Forest Party

[askmenosecrets]

This was more work that he usually bothered to put in, Pan thought, especially here, at home, but everything was set.




At first glance, it appeared to be a forest clearing, beautiful and wild but nothing different than a hundred other clearings spread throughout the woods of the Arcadian mountains. But when you looked again, Pan thought, you saw something quite different. Hidden in the trees were a series of structures suspended in air, hung with ivy and dew, and through the mist-shrouded branches you could see the faint glow of light, and you could smell the scent of fire and food. There was the fire pit, a circle suspended in the arms of a large oak with a crackling golden fire, a roast, and bowls of marshmallows, chocolate and crackers waiting. There was the bar, stocked with a rich variety of wines and alcohols and staffed by two of the satyrs. And then there was the forest floor itself, bare now, but waiting for the dancing. On all sides of the floor, there were cushions on the low branches and benches of fallen logs, each accompanied with wooden buckets full of wine and beer bottles and glassed suspended with vine.

"Well," he said to Zaffre, currently wrapped around his neck, "I think we're ready." Pan flicked a leaf off his forest green turtleneck and looked around with approval before pausing. "We're almost ready," he corrected, and pulled his pan flute up to his lips.

The forest filled with music as he played, music that began as the mystical songs of the flute, but transformed as he let the instrument fall to his side - transformed into thrumming, sensual rhythms and intricate guitars that would encourage the party-goers to...well, Pan thought with a sharp grin, to be bad. Very bad.

"Let the games begin," Pan said.

[Notes: Everyone in fortuna_invicta is invited, the more the merrier in Pan's opinion. If anyone needs directions to the right section of the forest, let Pan know on the SWS post. Mingle! Get drunk! Stuff your face! Find a secluded tree and do naughty things! Pan approves highly of all these pursuits. Format = narrative third person, if you please!]

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[avenginggoddess.livejournal.com]

The smile on Nemesis’s face grew at her mother’s comment. “Likewise. Are you enjoying yourself?”

[panikondeima.livejournal.com]

"I'm sure I could think up something," Pan said as he finished off his s'more. "We could find a party or twelve," he said. "Those are always fun. And I haven't been to the top of the Empire State Building yet."

[lovedoftwogods.livejournal.com]

"I've missed you too." Hyacinthe murmured, curling his fingers against Apollo's sides. "So very, very much." He swallowed thickly and looked up at Apollo through the fringe of his lashes as his hands moved over Apollo's chest and arms. "To be in your arms again, to feel your warmth and your strength..." He could not find further words and he kissed the god again, trembling a little.

[the_cupbearer]

He bucks involuntarily into the god's hand with a gentle groan, rocking his hips up and against Pan as he moved with the maneuvering, back against one of the tall, old trees.

This was going to be good. "You'd make me come? While you were still buried in me, you'd make me release and scream your name out for everyone to hear it, and know exactly what we were doing..." Ganymede breathes, lips tracking down to Pan's neck, nipping at his pulse as his hands reach to frame the god's waist.

[madethenight.livejournal.com]

"Mm, tolerably well, for the moment." She'd been amusing herself at watching the antics of Pan and his guests; the deities and their companions were always a source of great entertainment for the Night. Aye, she knew each and every one of them, their secrets, their vices and everything they wished to hide from her bright counterpart.

"No matter the flavor, gods and mortals are so very much alike, are they not? Children, all."

[avenginggoddess.livejournal.com]

“I’d be lying if I said I was surprised.” The innocent expression on his face made her laugh as she was putting her s’more together. “There’s a reason there have been so many naked statues of you carved over the years.”

[lovessweetbait.livejournal.com]

Eros' eyes flicker with a deep light as he watches the moving figures in the firelight. "Facing nightmares can bring about strength. And Phobetor will be grateful for the opportunity. It's kind of you."

[moonlitselene.livejournal.com]

Selene shrugged her shoulders and set the plate of chocolate aside after he helped himself. "I'm just being honest..."

She tucked one ankle behind the other and glanced back at him thoughtfully. "Do you often attend parties and sit by yourself?"

[panikondeima.livejournal.com]

"Mmm." Pan's head tipped back as his thumb stroked over the head of Ganymede's cock. "I will do that," he said, and pushed down Ganymede's jeans before spinning him and pressing his face against the tree bark. "Right now, darling, if you don't mind."

He sucked his fingers into his mouth, slicking them, and then stroked one into Ganymede, leaning forward to bite at the nape of his neck.

[norse-freya.livejournal.com]

Deciding to take a break from dancing-- her little meet and greet with Eros had left her in need of a breather, she made her way to the lower branches. She grabbed herself a glass of wine and went to find herself a seat.

She saw Dionysus, and smiled amicably, "Mind if I sit?" she gestured to the empty velvet cushions beside him.

[panikondeima.livejournal.com]

Pan went wide-eyed. "Really?" he said as he unwrapped a piece of chocolate. "I thought it was because I was so pretty."

[moonlitselene.livejournal.com]

Selene grinned, watching him rattle off things to do as she finished her s'more. "You could make a list... We'd have as long as your heart's content with... And I might need it, keeping up with you on the party scene.. Might make for a hilarious scene."

[lovessweetbait.livejournal.com]

"Make it two." Eros smiled easily as he leaned against the bar. A mortal at this gathering was unusual, though hardly unwelcome, and he was curious. "Hello. We haven't been introduced. I am Eros."

And he looked it, hair disheveled and shirt only half-buttoned, with a fresh bite-mark on his collarbone and a decidedly satisfied expression.

[bringsthelight.livejournal.com]

"Mmm...and you will never...want of it," was the fervent promise given between hastily pressed kisses. Apollo felt the boy shaking against him and resolutely clamped a strong resolve on his own racing desire, seeking to keep his wits about him, especially here.

Lifting his head, he sighed deeply and simply held his belovèd, pressing Hyacinthe's head against his shoulder and stroking his hair gently. "...oh, my love...shhh...it is well, for I am here with you again..."

[he-who-shapesus.livejournal.com]

Morpheus moves to sit down but leaves enough space for Eros to join him and stares into the flames.

"He deserves more credit then he gets. There's far more to nightmares then cheap thrills and long nights Eros.

They are just as beautifully constructed as any other dream, but built to make you face your fears and let your subconscious remember what it was to be a child and have that feeling of being the only one who could ever truly face the monsters under the bed.
Phantasos, too will get his day to oversee the majority of work. I may hold the title but without them, my father, or the others it would hardly be a kingdom."

[he-who-shapesus.livejournal.com]

He leaned over to her as if to tell her a great secret, but simply smiled and replied; "I don't often attend parties darling."

[goldendiscordia.livejournal.com]

"I do what I can to satisfy," Eris replied off handedly, smirking as he pecked her cheek. "And I'll do my best to provide ample amusement..."

Her gaze flickered over to the wine god, the toothy grin returning. "You don't say~? Then I will have to see what I can do. Just for you."

[avenginggoddess.livejournal.com]

“The difference is that gods have a longer time to perfect the art of refusing to grow up. We seem to have it down to a science.” Despite the fact that she said “we,” including herself in the category, Nemesis liked to think that she wasn’t nearly as bad as the rest of them.

[panikondeima.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I wouldn't leave you behind, princess," Pan said as licked marshmallow off his fingers. "It wouldn't be half as fun without you. We'd find ourselves a good pace. I wouldn't start any orgies for, oh, at least three days."

[moonlitselene.livejournal.com]

"Now that's tragic," Selene replied, shaking her head.

[lovedoftwogods.livejournal.com]

"It's alright." Hyacinthe promised, though he nervously tried to shy away from Apollo's comforting hand upon his head, fearful the god's fingers might brush over the roughness of his scar. He kissed Apollo's throat. "I'm alright. I just..." He blushed and cast a glance at the saytrs who tended the bar he was pressed up against. "Not...here, though I'm sure Pan has no qualms about the bar being used for such distractions, the other guest might." He caught himself and chuckled.

"I'm sorry, I am being presumptuous..."

[avenginggoddess.livejournal.com]

"I'm sure that had something to do with it." Nemesis took a bite, and wiped some marshmallow from her face. "They probably wouldn't have made nearly as many statues of you if you were ugly."

[the_cupbearer]

He only stiffened for a moment when he was shoved into the tree, and turned his head to rest his cheek against the rough surface. The immortal knew better than to be tense when he felt those fingers stroking against him and sliding in, eliciting a strangled moan from his throat before it tightened.

"Mmm, yes," he hisses, hard already from the way Pan stroked him, one hand reaching and replacing the lost sensation, lazily moving as the chaos god stretched him.

[panikondeima.livejournal.com]

"I'd hope not," Pan said with a sniff, and leaned forward to wipe some marshmallow from Nemesis' cheek. "Missed a spot."

[moonlitselene.livejournal.com]

Selene fluttered her eyelashes playfully at him, trying not to pay attention to the way he licked the marshmallow from his fingers. "Well... that's a reasonable pace, I believe."