#julianxapprentice

They lead him through the shop and up a small set of stairs to the living area. Julian has to hunch over with how low the ceilings are, but that doesn’t matter for long. They push him down softly onto Asra’s bed and laugh, climbing on top of him. “What are you in the mood for?” The apprentice throws their arms around Julian’s neck and plants a tender kiss on his lips. “You.” He keeps his composure well enough to smile, but his face is red to the tips of his ears. Out of the corner of their eye, the apprentice sees one of Asra’s many scarves hung on the side of the bed. Julian follows their gaze and instantly realizes what they’re thinking. “Oh ho ho, you are a naughty one, aren’t you? Well then,” he flourishes his arms dramatically, “what are you waiting for? Tonight, I’m yours.” “You don’t have to say it like that every night, Julian.” They roll their eyes and start helping Julian out of his clothes. “Ah, what can I say? This is new to me, you know. Getting to be yours every night.” A frown crosses his face. “I wish your, erm, teacher, didn’t have as hard of a time accepting it as I do.”

“Me too.” They look around the room wistfully, and shake their head. “But Asra’s not here now.” They run their hands over Julian’s collarbones gently. “Besides, maybe this will be good for you. Tied up in his bed, with his scarves, and fucking me.” Julian bites his lip and looks them in the eye, lovingly, longingly. The apprentice gets off the bed and fetches some scarves. “Is the word still Nevivon?” Julian nods his head as they start to tie his ankles to the bedposts, before moving on to his wrists. Julian winces slightly, seeing their hand brush over the brand on the back of his hand. Not in pain, exactly, but in guilt. 

They finish tying the last knot and stand back from the bed, appraising their handiwork. A satisfied smile spreads across their face at the sight of Julian spread out, naked, on Asra’s bed. He was already starting to get hard in anticipation. 

They walk over and gently take his eye patch off of his head. “Its just the two of us.” “Thank you, darling.” 

They lean down and kiss him passionately, and straddle his hips. His lips are eager and cool and he welcomes the warmth of their lips and their touch. Their fingers tangle themselves in his hair, pulling his head back. They can see his pulse bobbing in his throat before leaning over and planting kisses down his neck. Kisses turn to bites that turn into tugging on the skin between their teeth and his small gasps of pleasure turn to moans that ring out into the night. 

They trail the bites down his chest, every one making his body shudder. Their tongue runs circles around his nipples while they run their nails down his body. His cock is hard and the apprentice can feel it against them when they move.  They rub their hands together and when they part, their hands are slicked with oil. 

“Thats, ahhh, not a bad trick.” Julian barely manages to get the words out as they rub their hands along his shaft. He strains against the restraints as he shudders. 

“If you think thats a good trick, you’ll love this.” They lower themselves onto his cock and he easily slips inside their ass. Julian lets out a loud gasp and bites his lip. They start rocking their hips on his, all the while digging their nails into his stomach. They run their nails around his hard nipples and scratch down his chest, letting small droplets of blood form. Julian practically yells their name into the night. 

Not a moment later, they hear a noise from downstairs. The door closes and they hear Asra’s voice. 

“Haha, yeah. That was a funny thing to say. I can’t believe he called you a ferret. Who knows what a ferret is but not a snake?” His voice fades to the background as they look at Julian in panic. 

“What do we do?” Their voice is in a frantic whisper, but Julian looks like he has a plan. “I want him to hear us, maybe then he’ll get the message. I’m yours tonight, darling; I’m yours forever.” His words make them blush and they can feel the heat spreading from their face all the way down to between their legs. They cross back over to the bed in a single stride and rub their hands along his cock. They throw one leg over his hips and slide his shaft back into them. Julian moans softly. With renewed passion, they ride his cock, bracing their hand against his tender chest. He begins to thrust into them too, as best he can with his limited motion. Julian lets out a loud moan in pleasure.  

Asra’s voice quiets, and they hear a few footsteps on the stairs. “Julian, fuck, ah..” their voice is loud and breathy, “I’m so close.” The footsteps stop. They dig their nails into his sides, the whole bed shaking from their passion. 

“Its too much, I can’t wait much longer-fuck!” Julian practically yells his words as they feel him cum inside of him. He bites his lip and pulls at the restraints, the sight of him and the feeling of his orgasm sending the apprentice over the edge too. 

They sit there together, savoring their moment of passion, but also listening for any signs that Asra is still around. He undoubtedly heard them. Gently they get off of Julian and move to untie his hands and feet, stealing a quick kiss to the top of his head as they do so. They walk over to the kitchen area and grab some water and two clean cloths. Dipping a cloth in water, and warming it with their hands, they slowly clean him up, wiping away any residual semen, oil, and blood on him. He leans down to kiss their head this time. They grab the other cloth and clean themselves up, his cum is now both in and all over their ass. 

The apprentice sits on the bed next to Julian, and gently cups his hand in theirs. He leans into the touch, and smiles for a moment. 

“Erm, hmm. As much as I’d love to stay here, we probably ruined his night enough without also leaving him without anywhere to sleep.” Julian already has his shirt half on. 

“That’s probably a good point. When did you become the responsible one?” They help Julian get dressed, pausing periodically to admire all the marks on his neck and chest. They throw their own clothes on hastily. There’s no way out on this floor, so they have to go back down into the main shop area to leave. 

Asra is sitting in the back room, his cards spread out in front of him, but he’s staring at the wall. Julian avoids eye contact with him entirely, but the apprentice can’t help themselves. They pause and turn to Asra, unsure of what to say. Asra gives them a sad smile, but they know in their heart what it means. 

“Be careful, but if you’re sure…”  The apprentice returns the smile, with a wrinkled brow. “Thank you. and…erm, sorry.”

Julian is already outside, waiting. They take a deep breath. 

“Well, where to now?”