Happy Birthday, Roger Motherfucking Davis

[make_creation]

Mark wasn't shocked by many things, but the speed and efficiency with which Angua pulled a party together was a thing of wonder. There were lists and orders and locations and food and drink...enough things to make his Boho head spin. Mark's idea of a party (and Roger's too, he was sure) consisted of some booze and some weed, some good music and an

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[priorlives]

Prior and Roger had been together for quite a while, long enough for silly confessions, at least, and one of Roger's had been that his first crush was Debbie Harry. Upon hearing this, Prior had immediately struck into a terrible falsetto of "Call Me," at which point the confession was forgotten because Roger decided to distract him from the mockery with other things.

However, Prior hadn't forgotten, and though even things between him and Roger were still... well, awkward (given how their relationship had ended, and Prior now being with Mark), he wasn't one to pass up the opportunity for a good show, especially since he'd been feeling good lately and it had been a while since he'd been in drag.

Which was why he emerged on stage wearing skin-tight gold pants, a black sweat, thigh-high black vinyl boots, a black collar, a bleached-blonde wig, and half of his Clinique collection on his face. In fact, he was nearly the spitting image of Debbie Harry - assuming that you gave him a bit of a handicap for being a dude

[make_creation]

Mark let loose a round of applause after Prior's performance and made his way over to see him. He hadn't been there for the preparation thanks to doing everything Angua wanted. He was kind of glad. The performance was a hundred times better since he hadn't been backstage.

"That was great," he proclaimed. "You outdid yourself."

[priorlives]

Prior beamed at Mark and wrapped his arms loosely around his waist. "Thank you, honey. I thought maybe you wouldn't recognize me. I don't suppose you had a crush on Miss Debbie too?"

[make_creation]

"No...I liked Joan Jett. I guess I should have known all along I had a weakness for lesbians," he laughed.

[priorlives]

Prior laughed and kissed Mark lightly on the lips. "Well how do you feel about taking Debbie home?" he asked with a hint of a purr. "I mean, unless you want to leave her for the birthday boy."

[make_creation]

"I think I'd rather take her home," he replied, easing just a little closer. It was still strange to see Prior in full drag, but it wasn't something he could say he minded at all.

"I'd rather take you home more."

[priorlives]

"Well it's your lucky day," Prior teased, leaning in close enough that the blonde wig swept across Mark's neck. "Because you might very well get both of us."

[make_creation]

The blonde hair tickled and he reached up to scratch his neck.

"You know...I thought you'd say that. I got some great footage of you performing. Are you planning to do another number?"

If he wasn't, that meant they could get home at a decent hour. Or rather...leaving the party too early.

[priorlives]

"Nah, this girl doesn't do encores," Prior said. "Well, except private ones, maybe." He smiled sweetly. "Bet you're wondering what I've got on under these gold leather pants."

[make_creation]

"I think I know what you've got on underneath, but we could always find somewhere later and you could show me if I'm right or not," Mark ginned...and blushed a little.