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[MINGLE] Saints & Sinners Masquerade

WHERE: Corn field next to the inn
WHEN: 31 October, all day and night
OPEN TO: ALL - MINGLE
WARNINGS: Please warn as appropriate in your subject lines
NOTES: Please make sure you have read and understand the event details! If you have questions, drop them here. RECOMMENDED BUT NOT REQUIRED: Put your SCRUBS COLOR in your OTA subject line for folks doing bingo. Time your OTA for the harvest feast, the masquerade, or both. Costume matches and details for folks who did not get matched are here.

This morning, our intrepid villagers awoke to a surprise of the nicer kind: A bundle of clothing left at the foot of their bed, tied with a bow. There is also a note: Put on your new outfit and join the festivities in the corn field next to the inn.

You may be thinking, what corn field next to the inn? The one that sprung up fully-mature overnight, of course.

In the middle of the field, villagers will find an autumn feast: Tables piled with harvest time food and drink, warm and rustic decorations, the day's sunshine fending off any chill in the air.

Tuck in and enjoy, villagers, but take note: Things often look different in the dark, and you might be one of them.

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He can't help but to grin, looking Cougar over... and suddenly very glad whatever had given them the ability to read minds isn't working right now because there would be no hiding how he feels or what he's thinking about. Seeing Cougar naked when he changes is one thing, but this... there's something sensual about it to Jake and he knows it's just basically a jumpsuit but still.

"Jealous? Of the dinner?" Smirking as he brings the toy bow up. "And aren't they great?" He says, sticking one leg out because he read that face. "I never would have thought it but I may have to find something like them. For running or whatever. Also, I better get my sweatshirt back, dammit."

Funny, because Cougar is just thinking that he wants that ability back, because it had been much easier to just send his thoughts towards Jake and have him understand everything. This way is just unfortunate and frustrating.

"Of me," he clarifies, giving the toy bow an incredulous look, judging and annoyed with it, mostly because it's not his. He watches the legs, though, and he definitely thinks he could pull those off better. Sticking his hands in the pockets of the strange suit, he reaches out to fidget with the material, twisting it in and out.

"Maybe we switch," is all he says, because he wants the hunter's wear, and the look he gives Jake is fairly insistent.

Jake smirks. "But you're..." It may be then that it's obvious he's had a glass or two. He's enjoying himself, and being silly, and a bit more loose tongued than he should be. "Dinner," he adds, snickering even as he looks Cougar over.

"Oh we should, should we?" His smile is so wide. "What? Here?" Oh yes, he's being wicked now. "I do have a better butt for that," he adds, glancing back over his shoulder as if he can see his own ass with that outfit on.

Jake's definitely not remembering the last venison they had if he thinks that Cougar is dinner. Nodding to a quieter corner, just outside of the corn, he's ready to switch and get himself the costume he wants, even if Jake's comment makes him tip his head to the side to really look over the ass in question.

After a moment's though, pulling down the hood, he gives a shrug like he can't argue that, giving it a smack before shoving Jake along. "Out here," he says, of a place where they can change.

"You know you look adorable, right?"

Because he's in a costume and it's safe to say things like that, even if he means them all the time and just has no idea how to say them.

He squeaks though at the smack, blushing and realizing he would really like for that to happen again. Which makes him glance to Cougar, opening his mouth to ask for another and then stopping himself. Much as he wants to, he's not sure he can.

Even as he pauses, a little drink and a little emboldened by it as he looks Cougar over when he turns, hidden from view. "So does the whole deer thing come with a strip tease to go with it?"

He is turning about five shades of red as he asks, kind of realizing what he's saying after it's out of his mouth. So he's kind of looking anywhere but directly at Cougar in that moment.

"I know," is all Cougar says in reply, like he's blissfully oblivious to the fact that anyone wouldn't look adorable in a costume like this, as if he's not unique in this. He smirks and feels very delighted for getting Jake's attention like that, though, smirking at Jake's reaction to the smack.

Pushing his hood down, it ruffles his hair, but there's no slowness in it, just deliberate and striking movements. Next, he unzips, just to his chest.

"Did you get underwear in the change?" he asks, when the zipper is just at mid-chest, and while Cougar can feel the boxer-briefs, he also enjoys the thought of teasing Jake with the possibility that there's nothing on under his onesie.

Undoing the cape, Jake sets it aside. There's part of him that wonders why he went along with this, and part of him that thinks he doesn't care because it makes Cougar happy and so why not?

So the fact that he suddenly finds himself caught staring at the baring of a chest she's seen before stops him. Staring at Cougar, that peek of skin past the metal of the zipper as his brain just stops.

Sudden. Screeching. Stop.

His gaze drops from that veed opening to Cougar's crotch and straight back up to his face. He's had some to drink, and he's feeling cheeky and having a good time and now his brain is freaking out.

It's not like he hasn't seen Cougar naked before. Except he's admitted to his feelings now. Maybe not to Cougar but to several people, and doing so assuming he wouldn't have Cougar here and...

"Uhmmmmm, yeeeessss," he finally manages, suddenly realizing that he can't do this. Nope. Can't. Not when his body reacted like that to Cougar asking that question. "You... I mean... under there..."

And his gaze slides down once more, not even seemingly capable of holding himself back from looking, and the way his mind is suddenly racing. Not to mention how tight his own briefs now are.

"Maybe this is a bad idea. Here. Now. Like this."

His tattoo over his heart is on full display and even though there's a chill in the air, his stubborn determination to set Jake off his balance gets him through any chills that he might feel. He keeps the smile off his face, but only barely, fingers still on his zipper, wiggling it up and down the same inch.

Back and forth, just teasing Jake.

"No switching, then?" he asks, pretending to oblivious to what Jake actually means. He still hasn't fixed his hair, the strands ruffled and looking like someone got their hands in it.

Does he know what he's doing?

Oh, yes. He cheats, remember?

"Cougar, serioulsy though... Uhmmm..."

Jake shakes his head, trying to figure out what it is he's trying to say. No, he knows what but not how. Not having a clue what he's supposed to do, or how he can explain how he feels about Cougar.

Especially how he's feeling right in that moment. Then he just acted, not even thinking about. Moving suddenly as his fingers brushed against Cougar's face, cupping his face as he kissed him. Not sweet. Not the kind of shy thing one might expect from him but sudden and demanding and needful in ways he has been bottling up for years.

Lucky for Jake, Cougar's been angling for this and when Jake comes at him with so much determination, Cougar's ready for him. He cups both cheeks and eases the kiss into something calmer, like he's giving Jake lessons that are desperately and sorely needed.

He only relents and lets him go when Cougar's had his fair share, but Jake could probably feel the smile against his lips, the satisfied way he stands.

No one's getting Jake to strip and be on display now, are they? He's all Cougar's and that little display should go an awfully long way to stop anyone from having bad ideas. "Hmm," is all that comes out of Cougar's mouth, like he's considering the kiss. "So, no more switching?"

There's so much of him that doesn't want to slow down, doesn't want to be drawn back from taking everything he's ever fantasized about. Wanting so much as he presses in close to Cougar, his body arching against his.

Groaning as the kiss breaks, wanting more and not hiding that as he nuzzles at the corner of his mouth.

"Do you know how long I've fantasized about this? How much I've wanted this?" He hasn't caught on yet that Cougar had always felt the same way, wanting this as well.

"I think... this place knew. Wanted me to ..." He shakes his head. "It sounds stupid, but been talking about you and wanting this, you. I turned down someone and he told me if this is what I want, I should go for it and..." And then he's kissing him again. Softer this time though, not as frantic.

Cougar is still standing there half-dressed and Jake is talking about wanting him, leaning in to kiss him again. In a moment, they're going to have more problems than the fact that Jake has been seduced by other people (Cougar is going to find out who they are and he's going to find out if he needs to do something about it).

Not yet, though.

He's enjoying this kiss too much. He'd always thought it would be frantic and maybe frenzied, but it's not. It's so slow and good and warm, like they've kissed like this for decades. They already know each other in and out, though, so he's not surprised how easy it is to kiss Jake.

"Who?" he gets out roughly, when he breaks the kiss. "Who seduced you?"

For Jake this is the most electric moment of his life, and yet as much as it seems to burn just beneath his skin, this is his life and it's perfect. Because it's Cougar, it's perfect.

Leaning into him, one hand moving to press against his bare chest, fingers splaying over the ink, body aching as he feels the beat of Cougar's heart against his hand.

Panting as the kiss broke, so lost in desire and lust that he can't even register the questions.

"Wait, what? No one seduced... what?" He frowns, confused, head canting a bit. "Oh wait, what I said? No, hit on me. No one seduced me because no one but you could."

Still not realizing how much Cougar had cockblocked him over the years, but truly believing that. No man could truly seduce him because his heart belongs to Cougar already.

Cougar isn't so sure about that. Someone definitely came up to Jake and asked for things, after all, people have always done it before. Cougar's just always been around to stop it. Eyeing him sharply, he's not so sure he believes him and he narrows his gaze as evidence of that.

He is impressed and pleased that he's apparently been seducing Jake, and it shows on his face. "I seduced you?" Says the half naked man. "Come on. Change," he says, pushing Jake towards the corn to give them more of a covering.

"Oh please. I've thought for years you knew and just were being nice enough not to be mean to me. Or, you know, not ruin the unit thing by telling me never, not even."

Which until literally this moment he thought would be the answer if he'd ever tried to kiss Cougar like that.

Not wanting to move away, but he turns, stumbling towards the corn, glancing at Cougar over his shoulder. "I swear. I wouldn't be with another guy but you."

Even if he'd thought about it before, since he met Cougar, it never would happen.

He did know, a little, but it had never been the right time for it. After all, how could it work? Instead, he'd made himself Jake's best friend. He'd made sure that no one could get too close to him. Sure, he'd allowed himself to also have his own pleasures, but he was only human.

Cougar raises a brow, giving Jake a long look. "But women? If it was one of them, you would be with them?" He's only teasing, but there is a genuine hint of displeasure in his words.

There's a lot he could say, things he should say but most of the words just aren't there. Things about desires and lust and all the things he's wants and he just has no idea how to explain it. Just no idea at all.

"Now? No. You can't ask me about before. Like it mattered. I was totally not capable of getting laid," he points out. "Now though... if I have a chance at you? Us? No one else matters."

Cougar raises a brow and gives Jake a long look, wondering if he's being honest about what he just said. When it seems like he's not joking, Cougar feels like after everything, he should be honest. "You could have gotten laid," he admits.

Shrugging, because maybe Cougar dissuaded more than a few women from actually making their attempts, or he'd seduced them away for himself. "You do have a chance," he confirms with a smirk. "If you want it."

He frowns at that, head canting slightly. "I tried," he points out, not quite catching on yet. "You know I tried." Because it never occurs to him that Cougar was interested all that time, or would do that. Or had done that.

"What part of all that makes you think if?" Even though he knows that smirk says a lot. "Cougar..." His hand flexes against Cougar's chest. "I want. What part of that kiss says I don't want?"

"You tried. I stopped." It's the only confession that Jake is going to get out of Cougar, but it's the first time he's actively admitted to interfering and he can't help the sly grin at how successful he'd been, too, much to Jake's frustrations.

He knows how much Jake wants it and he does too, but there are other, worse things. "It's not easy, to love me," he points out. There are the night terrors, the trauma. Even before Bolivia, there had been Afghanistan and all the horrors he'd seen.

Besides, he's not exactly boyfriend material. He barely gets out the words to get close.

"You..." It takes a moment before Jake's mind can process what is being said to him. It wasn't that he wasn't handsome enough, or that he was too much of a spazz or a geek. It was because...

"You son of a bitch," he says, smacking him on the arm. "How could you do that and not tell me... and you did it because... I mean, you want..." He gestures between them. So very mature.

"Cougar..." He takes a breath and sighs. "You're my best friend and my unit and you will be part of my life whether than life involves making out and sex or not," he says, meaning it. "So what's harder than what I know? The man you are and all you've been through? The price you pay daily for all you've done for people? None of that is any different, Cougar. I didn't abandon you with them before on your own, why would that change if anything else did?"

Cougar doesn't feel guilty about what he'd done and he doesn't plan to start now. After all, why should he? It accomplished his goal and maybe he was hypocritical to also take women to his bed, but he didn't want to see Jake with them, knowing he might fall in love.

With Cougar, there hadn't been the same concern.

He shrugs, working at the costume and stepping out of it, handing it to Jake and standing only in his boxer-briefs. "You know I'm broken. If you still want that, I'm all yours to give."

And it was a fairly legitimate fear up until the least few years. Years when he realized he wasn't even trying that hard to hook up because while sex might be great and amazing, he wasn't going to fall for anyone. Because he had already fallen for Cougar.

"I want..." Right, look him in the eyes because if he looks down, he's going to lose it and beg for something right then, right there. "I think I always have, and I definitely have for a long time now."

Hooking the deer suit on a stalk, he moves to get out of his costume. "And don't think I didn't notice you do have underwear on," he points out.

Cougar laughs, a soft and silent huffing thing as he strips fully out of the costume so he can dangle it on a finger and offer it out to Jake, not guilty or feeling bad about the fact that he lied, not when it produced such a good result.

"You cheat, you win," he says, which is his philosophy with not only cards, but apparently also in this. He's very smug and he knows that they're going to give this a shot, even if he doesn't say it out loud.

Getting out of his hunter costume, standing there in boxers and chilled by the air nd not caring. He reached out to snatch the costume from Cougar.

"How long have you known, Cougar? That I wanted you?"

And he is mentally calculating how long it's been since Cougar had been cockblocking him.

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