#seriously nastyatticman has some AMAZING fic ideas

[nightmarewritings]

Wrote this after a great conversation with @nastyatticman and an idea he had inspired this, and it includes his incredibly cool OC, Sidney!

Basically, the plot is you’re Julian’s newest attempt at a partner-in-crime, and he decides to have you join him at a masquerade ball he’s throwing in his house and meet his friends. Of course, with Julian, there’s always a catch...

This fic is NOT WORKSAFE, though I don’t think there’s anything that really requires a trigger warning of any kind except maybe bondage? Pronouns are gender neutral. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy reading!

Julian’s Masquerade

The party was in full swing, Julian’s guests mingled beneath the fairy lights, illuminated only enough to be able to see each other's ornate costumes and masks. Though it was indoors, the space felt much larger with how he had redecorated it, the house no longer appeared to be a kitschy retro space, but instead an opulent place that suited the masquerade perfectly.

Even you had to admit it was impressive, though you were in no position to say so.

Julian, sporting an extravagantly decorated golden grinning devil mask and an equally stunning all black suit, held you tightly by his side, his muscular arm wrapped around your waist.

Underneath your black robe and golden angelic mask, one created specifically to compliment Julian’s mask, you were bound. Ropes entwined around your bare body in a shibari technique that left your arms completely tied, and in your mouth was a gag.

To all the guests, you simply looked just like any other party-goer. Julian and you alone were the only ones even remotely aware of your secret attire.

“You’re doing great, dollface. Keep it up just a few more hours.” Julian whispered in your ear, his hand rubbing almost reassuringly at your back. You tried to twist out of his grasp, but he was much stronger than you.

It wasn’t that you hated Julian, no, despite the whole ‘kidnapping and keeping you captive in his basement that was clearly used as a torture dungeon’ thing, you still couldn’t help but like him. He was a cocky asshole with clear murderous tendencies and a sadistic streak longer than he was tall, but he was hot. Even being tied up had not kept you from ogling him as he got ready for the party earlier that day. Still, he had promised it would be a party you would never forget, and you had begun to look forward to it.

But really, did he have to gag you too?

Though his face was covered, you were certain he had a smug look on his face, he so rarely seemed to be without one. You never knew quite what he was thinking, but luckily for you he had a big enough mouth that it was never long before he outright told you.

“Just think, all these guests, and not a fuckin’ one knows what you’re doing. They just think you’re shy, but we know better, don’t we?” Julian turned the dial on the little remote in his pocket and you practically jumped in the air. You had almost forgotten about that.

The vibrations were weak, only enough to remind you of its presence, but it had been days since Julian had last let you touch him, and you had been aching for him. It was just your unfortunate luck that your captor-turned-boyfriend also happened to be a massive tease.

Julian led you around the room, introducing you to his guests as best he could, he seemed as unaware of who was under which mask as you were, for the most part. You had never met his friends before, and was surprised to find he even had any after the way he went on and on about how lonely he had been.

One couple he introduced you to, two men with quite the height difference between them, he seemed positive he knew who they were, even despite the masks. “I helped hook them up. Didn’t I, Sidney?”

“Yeah, honestly Julian, you really did come through there.” The shorter one replied, and though you were certain he was playing it up a little to make his friend look better, it did sound as if there was some truth to the claim.

“Your companion, why aren’t they talking?” The taller one asked, his voice surprised you, it was almost childlike and the very picture of a posh British accent.

Julian laughed and grabbed your arm, pulling you to his side. “They’re just real fuckin’ shy, aren’t ya?”

You quickly nodded.

“Wait, is this the one you were telling us about? The one you’ve been working on?” Sidney asked, and you turned to look at Julian, his smug mask once again masking any expression he might have.

If you could have, you would have told him off for telling people about you.

“The one who hiccups when they-“ Brahms was thankfully cut off before he could finish that thought, and you were certain it had something to do with Sidney elbowing him roughly in the side.

You were certainly going to need to have a talk with Julian after the party.

“A-Anyway! I’ve still got a fuck ton of guests to introduce, so I’ll talk more later!” Julian placed his hands on your shoulders, steering you away, eager to end the conversation.

“Good luck with Julian! You might need it.” Sidney called out, and you weren’t sure if he was kidding or not.

The rest of the night felt like a blur, the vibrator between your legs was almost constantly in motion, never letting you relax. But every time it seemed as if you were close to the edge, it was shut off, denying you any release.

By the time Julian had sent most of the guests home, apart from a few he pointed towards the guest rooms, you were a mess. Soon, it was only you and Julian left in the dark living room standing in the conversation pit.

Julian unmasked, readjusting his glasses and slicking his hair back. He turned towards you and licked his lips.

“Let’s get that fuckin’ mask off you now, pumpkin. Show me that sexy face, yeah?” Julian muttered, carefully removing both your mask and gag. You were positively drenched in sweat.

You opened your mouth to speak, only for him to shush you.

“Wish you could see yourself, you’re looking wild. Fuck, if I had known you were like this under there, I would’ve bent you over in front of fuckin’ everybody. Bet you would’ve loved that, huh?”

You weren’t given the time to reply before he pushed you backwards, your body gently colliding with the soft pile of pillows on the couch. He climbed on top of you, remote secure in hand.

“You did a good job back there, I think it’s about time I gave you a reward, right, sunshine? I promised I’d make this a night you’ll never forget.”

You had no doubt he would keep that promise.

#julian sallow #sidney jade leong #Brahms Heelshire #not worksafe #Lite Work #seriously nastyatticman has some AMAZING fic ideas