New Year's Eve Soiree

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Jennifer had put in extra overtime for this - though Set himself had arranged the servers, made of sand and storm - but the stage was set. The glossy black bar was stocked fully with any kind of alcohol you could ever desire, including a selection of Egyptian microbrews. To the right of it, the dessert bar - staffed by two lithe, sloe-eyed girls - has any sweet you might desire, from a chocolate fountain to creme brulee to a dense raspberry torte.

There are the low couches by the windows, where the waiters pass with French champagne and canapes regularly, and for those who don't mind the chill, there are the vast decks just outside, where you can appreciate the sight of New York on this night, or...possibly find some privacy for that New Year's kiss.

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Set finished his drink and set the glass precisely on a side table before turning to Eros. "And for what reason have you returned to visit me, Love?" he asked quietly.

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Eros didn't answer at first, tipping his head back to expose his long throat as his drink disappeared. Then he set it aside lightly and raised a brow at Set with a faint, secretive smile. "You have to ask? Chaos?"

He'd known Chaos once, countless new years ago, but that had not been Set. Still, there was a resemblance around the edges, where Eros could catch glimpses of divinity. More than enough to draw him back.

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"Of course not." He tipped his head to one side, half-smiling. "But I thought it only polite."

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Eros ducked his head with a soft laugh. "So formal, after so many years away," he murmured, reaching up to lightly trace a finger along Set's stubbled jaw.

"Do you mind?" he asked, raising his brows a bit. The Egyptian was formal, and Eros had watched as he'd deftly fended off invitations that ranged from the subtly flirtatious to the edge of embarrassing. His own offer might only be the last of the night that Set had to lightly turn aside.

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Set watched Eros through heavy-lidded eyes. "Formality suits me," he said quietly, "as it always has."

He lifted his hand to circle Eros' wrist, but he didn't tug it away, instead smoothing his thumb over the veins there. "No, I do not."

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Eros smiled slowly, blue eyes darkening to midnight at the touch as he stepped closer. "You honor me," he murmured, letting the god curl through his voice and not making any attempt to pull his wrist away.

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Set's eyes gleamed darkly beneath his lashes, and he lifted Eros' wrist to his mouth, scraping his teeth across it. "I think it is you who honor me," he said, and in his voice was the heat of the desert, the power of the storms, and the promise of chaos.

His tongue flicked out to soothe the red left by his teeth, and he smiled.

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Eros' breath caught at the unexpected thrill of teeth and tongue against his skin and he laughed, quiet and low. Yes, this had been a very good impulsive decision.

Normally he would step forward, slide his other arm around the god, pull him closer, but some instinct kept him still this time. He allowed Set to continue his exploration without a word or a movement to disrupt him.

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Set smiled, and his fingers skimmed higher, over luxe fabric before closing over Eros' elbow and pulling him closer. "We had so little opportunity to converse earlier."

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"Something I felt needed to be remedied," Eros agreed with a faint smile as he let himself be pulled closer, stepping flush with the other god.

"I confess," he whispered into Set's ear. "You fascinate me, just slightly, Chaos."

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Set's grin flashed white, like lightning, and he lifted his eyebrows as he looked down at Eros. "I fascinate you," he purred. "You'll have to explain why."

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Eros glanced up through long lashes and there was a pinpoint of white in the center of each eye, visible for just a moment before he blinked and there was only black. He tipped his head to place light, idle kisses along Set's jaw, feeling the delicious burn of stubble against his lips.

"I knew Chaos, once," he murmured against Set's skin. "I have never known you, but you are yet so tantalizingly familiar..."

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"I am different from the Chaos you knew," Set breathed out, his eyes sharpening at the brief glimpse of Eros Protogenos. "But yet the same, in some ways." He smiled, and his hands slid under Eros' shirt to skim over smooth skin.

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"I look forward to finding each way," Eros murmured, shifting into Set's hands as he leaned forward to press an open-mouthed kiss to Set's jaw. He smelled of the desert, sand and spices and the sun, and Eros let himself explore Set's throat with lips and teeth and tongue, confident that the desert god would allow it until he wished for more.

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Set tipped his head back, stroking desert-hot hands up Eros' spine, and his lips curved sharply as he felt the other god's teeth drag over his skin. "I have no doubt you will do just that, Love."