[NYC] Halloween Party @ The Bondi Bar

[mrpublicity]

Who: Everyone
Where: The Bondi, Manhattan
When: Halloween (Friday Night)
Follows: Nothing

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[sexyinscrubs]

Pat took Aiden's offered hand and stood to follow him on the dancefloor. "Better make it a good one, darling. I'm not sure I have more than one in me," he admitted. He'd only been out of hospital for a day and was still feeling a little on the weak side. Alcohol was a no-go and he was still wary of most foods. It was nice to get out, though, and nice to see the bunch back under one roof.

His hands went to Aiden's waist with a smile. "I like you as a Mountie. I'll try to resist any mounting and horse jokes."

[mrpublicity]

Aiden pulled Pat a little closer. "I won't be accountable for my actions if you start throwing around the word 'mounting'. How are you feeling? You look a little tired. You're staying with Tara's parents, right? If you want to go back, I can take you."

[sexyinscrubs]

Pat stroked his hand slowly up and down Aiden's back. "I'm okay if I'm mostly immobile and take things easy, darling. It's hard to describe the feelings, but my legs feel weak like I've done too much exercise. But don't worry, I'm not going to fall over or anything. How about if I just promise to tell you if I need to go?" he offered. He was already under strict orders to tell Lachlan and Tara the same thing, but he needed to make sure Lachlan kept his focus on his wife.

[mrpublicity]

Aiden pressed his lips together and had to nod reluctantly. "Okay. And I'll try not to be a pain in your arse. Are you sure you're okay for dancing? You can lean on me if it helps." He didn't intend for it to sound like a bad pick up line. He was just trying to help somehow, though he winced when he heard the words fall from his lips. "Oh shit, that sounded so wrong."

[doctortara]

Tara sipped her Sprite and wriggling in her husband's lap as she watched the large crowd in many different sorts of costumes dancing and having a good time. She'd only gotten out of hospital that morning and there had been a near argument about whether they should even come at all. She had to firmly point out that, being a diabetic mummy-to-be with gestational hypertension, no doctor or obstetrician was going to let her leave Maternity if she and the wee one weren't completely fine to be going. In return, she had to promise she would take it as easy as she could at the party, but that didn't have to have fun. Plus, her gorgeous husband was just carrying the gangster look to perfection, making her want to rip those pinstripe trousers right off his beautiful body.

[drcampbell]

Lachlan's hands were nursed protectively around Tara's stomach and he bit on his lip. "Tara, sweetheart, you have to stop that wriggling. You're driving me crazy," he told her against her ear and kissed the skin just below the lobe. As far as he was concerned, the baby bump just made Tara look fucking hot in the dress she'd chosen to match his costume. The fishnets and heels had him hot under the collar, to the wriggling was adding to that sensation.

"Oh holy shit. I think Pat just decided he needed to search for Aiden's tonsils..." He laughed as he watched the snog heat up in the middle of the dancefloor. "About fecking time."

[doctortara]

Tara grinned and clapped her hands. "Aww, they look so great together! It's been far too long since we saw Pat kiss someone like that. Look, arse-groping action going on too. That is total destiny. Think Pat will still come back to Mum and Dad's with us tonight?" she giggled.

She turned in his lap to rub her nose against his and stole a hungry kiss of her own. "I'm horny, sexy," she revealed and reached into her handbag to pull out a small orange bottle and gave it a shake, smiling mischievously against his lips.

[drcampbell]

Lachlan watched the scene on the dancefloor a little longer before his determined wife captured his full attention. He smiled as the kiss eased off. "I dinnae know. Pat told me he's nay rushing into anything. I think Aiden might have a wee wait on his hands."

Those words went right to his groin and he looked at the pill bottle, eyes widening. "Tara! We cannae do anything here." He took the bottle off her and wrapped his fingers around it.

[asinthecity]

Tab needed to take a break from all the handshaking. She was wondering if it was possible for her face to be strained from all the smiling too. It wasn't so much that she was ungrateful to Aiden for setting this whole thing up and letting her meet some real movers and shakers. It was just that she wasn't built for the PR. Not without letting a few choice words slip, and it was nearly killing her trying to keep the four-letter words out of her vocab.

Then there was the fact that her and Luke were only managing to steal five minutes here and there. She excused herself from a lobster and took her leprechaun arse off to the quiet corner she spotted her brother in. She flopped down in the booth beside him and let out a sigh. "I thought a bloody party was supposed to be fun? I'm fucking working my arse off."

[pullmysteth]

Riley, dressed as something akin to William Wallace from Braveheart (though he'd washed the blue paint off early in the piece when it started to itch) looked at her over the top of his beer glass. "You should be kissing Aiden's arse for setting this up for you. No way Mick could get you connections for your music like this. I mean, fuck. That bloke over there dressed as Hugh Heffner works with bloody U2!"

[asinthecity]

Tab rolled her eyes but she had to concede her brother was right. "I know, I know. I love it really. I just need a second of whinging. I can't exactly tell that bloke how much these heels are fucking killing me, or that the so-called fucking Angel pinched my arse."

[pullmysteth]

Riley raised his eyebrow. "Hmm. I was wondering what made Luke 'accidentally' spill a pint on the angel. He's not usually the clumsy sort," he sniggered.

[chasemd]

Chase limped off the dancefloor and leaned on a table to pull his shoes off. "Ow, ow, ow..." he whimpered and then sighed in relief when his feet were free of the shoes. They'd been dancing for a good portion of the night and the new patent leather shoes he'd gotten with the James Bond outfit had now finally murdered his feet. "Oh shit, damn. I obviously can't claim to have Bond's suave smoothness."

He peered up at Rogue. "I think I might need just tiny break, babe. Please?"

[justalilcontact]

Rogue smoothed his hair back and kissed his forehead as she nodded. She felt bad for having made him dance for so long now that she saw the pain on his face. She took a seat at the table he was leaning against and patted her thighs to indicate he should rest his feet on them. She wore her Pussy Galore outfit like she'd promised him, and to be honest it couldn't have been a better choice. She was comfortable, and while it wasn't as slinky as the outfits she'd normally wear, the waistcoat showed off plenty of cleavage.

"My poor Doc. Why didn't ya say somethin' earlier?"

[chasemd]

Chase put his feet up on her legs and dropped his head back. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, that's so good." He looked back up at her sheepishly. "You should be the one of complaining about sore feet. What are you, an Enegizer Bunny?" he laughed. "You pregnant girls make us blokes look bad."

[justalilcontact]

Rogue laughed and started to gently rub his feet. "I'm glad you like it, sugar. I ain't the Energizer Bunny, but I am someone who has been sittin' home a lot. It's nice to be able to get out and party. Plus I love dancin'." Rogue grinned and winked at him. "Just be grateful I ain't tried to ravage ya yet like Tara did with Lachlan. I thought she might actually lift him over her shoulder and carry him out."

[pullmysteth]

Riley came up behind Evie and caught his arms around her waist, giving her a soft kiss to her cheek. "I thought I better catch you before anyone else steals you away again. Were you out making sure your best friend hasn't put her husband into another coma from too much sex?" he asked, hands possessively across her stomach.

[imnodoctor]

Evie leaned back into him and smiled as she raised her arms to loop them around his neck. "Can't have her breaking Lachlan before the baby's born. He should actually be alive for the birth, don't you think?" She licked at her lips and tug on his hair with her fingers. "No one could possibly steal me away. I have a stamp on my forehead that says I belong to you."

[pullmysteth]

"And you're back, so I take it you didn't find them?" Riley guessed. "You should've worn a Supergirl costume with all that saving people stuff."

He nuzzled her throat and started gently swaying her with the music. "Good, because I'm done sharing. If Tara breaks him, we can share the CPR duties, although I'm sure she'd had that covered too."

[imnodoctor]

She gave a shake of her head. "No such luck, so I just wound up queuing for the ladies. I tell you what, that Marilyn Monroe is a fucking bitch. I have no idea if she's someone's date, or one of the mover and shakers Aiden invited, but she is out to get any man she can sink her fangs into."

Evie hummed happily in the back of her throat. "I like it when you're possessive, Dr. Browne. I have no plans whatsoever of detaching myself from you."