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Arcadian Forest Party

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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"That's very considerate of you," Selene countered, matching his grin as best she could. "Perhaps a few one on one tutoring sessions would be best before... throwing me into one of your parties."

Pan smiled and caught her hand, raising it to his lips and pressing a kiss to her palm. "Darling," he said. "Whatever lessons you feel you need, I'm more than happy to provide."

"As charming as ever," Selene murmured, her breath catching in her throat at the gesture. "I believe I just needed to be reminded of how much I missed your company."

Pan looked up through his lashes and smiled as his tongue touched her skin. "I missed yours as well," he said as he straightened again. "Perhaps I should plan for a long visit to New York?"

Selene's fingers twitched slightly as his tongue touched her skin, her breath audibly hitching this time. She smiled slowly. "Yes... I think that would be best."

Pan leaned back. "We'll have to make an appointment, darling," he said. "I'll call you when...well, if," he said, waving his hand at the party and the activities, "this ever dies down."

"Even Gods get tired every now and again," Selene murmured, glancing around at the rest of the party. Her lips quirked and she pushed her hair out of her face. "I'm sure you could fit me in your datebook sooner rather than later, couldn't you?"

"My lunar queen," Pan said. "You'll be my very highest priority." He reached forward to tuck her hair back, tipping his head to one side. "I can fit you into my datebook now."

Selene allowed her eyes to flutter shut as she felt him tuck her hair back. "And how can I argue with that, my dear?"

Her eyes opened again and she smiled at him through thick lashes, her head instinctively leaning into his touch.

Pan's own lashes lowered and he leaned in, brushing his thumb over her cheek. "You shouldn't," he murmured, and then kissed her lightly as his fingers skimmed into her hair and he pulled her closer.

Selene took a big shuddering breath before he kissed her, her eyes closing as he pulled her closer. Then, without a second thought, she pressed her weight against him until he ended up on his back, almost toppling off the log.

She pulled away for a moment, smiling as innocently as she could possibly muster at the moment.

Pan blinked up at Selene for a moment - she looked almost exactly like she always had, like butter wouldn't melt in her mouth - and then his lips curled in a hot, sharp grin.

He reached up and wrapped his hands around her waist and yanked, smirking as she tumbled across his chest. "That's better," he said airily.

Selene made a small noise of surprise as she came tumbling onto his chest, but the look of amusement hadn't left her face. She pressed herself closer to him as she leaned in in order to nip gently at his lower lip. "Mmhmm," she purred. "Much better, I think."

"I'm glad you approve, princess," Pan murmured, and one of his hands slid over the sleek fabric of her black dress, skimming them low enough to smooth over her legs. He parted his lips, licking his tongue across her lower lip before deepening the kiss and sliding the fingers of his other hand into her wavy blonde hair.

Selene's fingers threaded through Pan's hair, deepening the kiss as much as she was able to. As his fingers skimmed over her legs, she made a small noise and shifted so one of her legs was in between his.

Pan's fingers tightened into her hair and he bit sharply at her lower lip before sliding his mouth lower to skim over her jawline.

He'd expected something like this to happen tonight - more than once - but he hadn't expected it with Selene, he thought with a slow smile as he kissed his way towards her ear and caught the lobe in his teeth. Not that he was disappointed in the least.

Selene closed her eyes as she whimpered slightly at the nips, pressing her knee closer to his thigh. While Pan may have anticipated these happenings, she had not... She had foolishly believed she would be able to come and go from the party without something like this...

You'd not hear the moon goddess complain, however, as her fingers tightened in his hair and her nails scratched lightly at his scalp.

Pan laughed softly into Selene's ear, his hands sliding up and down to meet at her waist again, and he lifted her slightly as he sat up, kissing her sharply again as he settled her on his lap.

"That's better," he murmured into the kiss, and he tugged her flush against him as the flames leapt at his back.

Selene settled into his lap easily, both of her arms wrapping behind his neck as he pulled her close. She couldn't help but smile like an idiot into the kiss, her heart beating rapidly against her chest.

"A bit more comfortable," she agreed as she broke for breath, her eyes twinkling in the light of the flames.

Pan laughed softly as he brushed his fingers back into her hair and kissed her again. "I thought so," he said and deepened the kiss as his arm circled her waist. "You're so beautiful," he murmured.

Selene shivered as his arm circled around her waist, her eyelashes fluttering against his cheek as she kissed him back. She knew she was probably still grinning like a fool, but at the moment, she hardly cared. "And you're still as dashing as ever," she murmured back, though her skin was flushed from the compliment.

"I didn't know I was dashing before," Pan said, lifting an eyebrow as he kissed along her cheek. "I was supposed to be feral and nearly animal, I believe. I should be very disappointed if I failed." His satyr-like form had been popular with very few of his relatives, he thought as he kissed under her ear.

Selene tilted her head to allow him better access, biting her lip as his kisses trailed along her skin. "I'll admit, I'm much fonder of this form," she whispered, her voice light and airy as her nails lightly scratched over the back of his neck. "But you still had some charm before..."

Enough to have a fling with him all that time ago.

Pan's eyes heated as her nails scraped his skin, and his hand tightened around her waist as he nipped sharply at her neck before kissing again. Some charm, hmm, he thought as he smoothed his hand down to the small of her back.

"I want you, Selene," he murmured as he shifted against her. "I want you here," he added softly before catching her lips in a light kiss.

Selene made a small noise at the back of her neck. She may have had several flings in her time, but public displays had never been her flavor. She pulled away from the small kiss, her nose still touching his, as she looked him in the eyes.

"Right here?" she whispered, her eyes flickering to the few others scattered nearby the fire pit.

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