Carpe Noctem

*~*Brian Haner Jr.*~*

Harper sent us all the instructions for the evening. We were to meet at the pyramid and the make up artists, hairdressers and wardrobe people would do the rest. We just had to bring our warm bodies.

For once, we all rode together in Matt's Yukon, getting there a few minutes early from when Harp said we should be there. We walked into the back and it was like a flock of seagulls got to making us look pretty, well...maybe not pretty but Egyptian god.

"Harper said that each of you get these," one of the makeup artists sat us down in our designated chairs then handed us masks. I was given Anubis, Matt got Horus, Zack was given Khnum, Johnny Sobek and Brooks was Thoth.

"She said we weren't doing a masquerade." I looked at the stylist quit confused.

"You're not. You are, however, Egyptian gods and most of them were depicted as some sort of human and and animal. Also, you will have corresponding "slaves", if you will, that will basically do whatever you ask of them." She smiled.

"Harper, bringing the best of both worlds." I shook my head with a laugh.

"She's good at that and sneaky about it." The hairdresser winked and then got to work.

After two hours of us being in hair and make up, we had painted on wash board abs, super contoured muscles, full faces of make up, our hair covered by these elaborate head dresses that resembled what is on a sphinx and our masks on.

"Dude, we look fucking badass." Johnny laughed.

"I haven't had this much make up up in a long fucking time." Matt laughed.

"Well," I looked over at the clock and adjusted the pleated gold kilt I had on, "it's that time." I smirked under my mask and we walked out into the main area.

The place was packed and bumping, fucking hard too. Everyone was dressed in some sort of Egyptian garb and our designated ladies were brought forth. We stood in front of five thrones as the girls walked up. Johnny's was a red head with long cascading curls and a smaller mask that matched his. She was a smaller build and had on a teal and gold mini skirt that went into an align meeting just above her knee. Her top was a gold bikini top with teal hieroglyphs on them. Gold cuffs rounder her wrists and ankles as she walked up with barefoot bottomless sandals that were gold with a green stone dangling.

The next girl was for Zack, since her mask also corresponded with his. Her hair was a long bob that was raven black and wavy, a very large hipped gal, just like he likes his girls. Her outfit was similar to the other gal's but instead of teal it was sea foam green, all the gold replaced by silver so it matched him. Her barefoot sandals were silver with a tiger's eye gem dangling.

Brooks' girl was a warm honey wheat blond with her hair pulled into a large smoothed out side braid that reached the top of her tits, which were small and perky. Her body was more athletic than the other two, not saying they were cows, just she was clearly a runner or something. Her outfit was just like the last girls only white with gold accents, same with the barefoot sandals as Zacky's girl.

Matt's lady was drop dead gorgeous. She was a curvy girl with burgundy hair and black lowlights, done in heavy waves, almost like a blow out. Her outfit was a one shoulder red mini dress that hugged her body. Silver accents ran across the shoulder area and where her bust was. She had on a matching mask to Matt as well and her sandals were the same only silver with a ruby hanging down.

My girl was the last to enter and I was a little taken back when I saw how familiar she was. Long blonde pearl essence hair was straight as a board. An Anubis masquerade mask covered her face. She was pretty much nude but painted completely gold with black diagonal stripes across her legs down to her knees. Black paint also accented her torso in a honey comb pattern then one inch square patterns running down her arm. Gold cuffs around her wrists and a gold arm band around her bicep. A black almost sheer mini skirt with the align like the other ladies, covered the bottom portion of her body, cold accents across the hip areas. She didn't have any tattoos so I don't know how it could be Harper but damn did it look like her. Basically this chick looked like Anksunamun from the Mummy but blonde and wearing a mask.

"Brian." That was voice definitely belonged to Harper. Holy shit.

"What are you doing? And where did all your ink go?" I asked with a laugh as she stood at my side, modeling as if I owned her.

"One of the girls called out so I took one for the team. Anubis is my favorite god. And the makeup artists I hire, can work wonders. It's all make up doll." She giggled.

"Well fuck me running. Did you pick out all the outfits and...well body paint for you?" I questioned, wrapping my arm around her.

"I did and as far as my get up, the original idea for your mistress wasn't my style so I had the artists whip something up for me based off a picture I found on Pinterest." She smirked, her gold lips making her even more desirable.

"I hear you will do whatever I ask." I chuckled playfully, pulling her closer to my side.

"That is my role. I'm God's mistress for the night and whatever the god of the dead, embalming and mummification wants, I deliver." She pulled away and bowed before me.

"Grab us a couple drinks." I smirked and crossed my arms over my more built chest.

"As you wish." She grinned and walked off.

"Is that fucking Harper?" Matt leaned over, his girl holding on tightly to him.

"Yeah dude. I guess the other chick called out and she "took one for the team" as she put it but it's like she's enjoying this shit." I shook my head with a devious smile.

"You lucky bastard." Matt grumbled and walked around, working the room with his mistress as his side.

Harper came strutting back, a few people stopping her to chat but eventually made it back to me, handing me a whiskey straight. How she knew that's my favorite, I have no idea.

"Wanna join me for a smoke, Synyster?" Harper asked in the most seductive tone I had ever heard in my life.

"I feel like you're asking to suck my dick instead of a cigarette." I chuckled and led her out to the cabana area she had shown us a few weeks ago.

"Can I talk to you as a fan right now? Not as the person working with you right now?" Harp asked.

"Of course. I don't mind at all." I grinned, ready to hear what Harper has to say.

"If I had the opportunity, I would take you to the floor and ride you like I was being filmed and getting paid for it. I would," She let out a breathy, seductive laugh moving closer to me, "suck your dick as long and as much as you would let me." She then planted a kiss on my cheek.

I was so shocked about what Harper said, the only thing I could think to do was kiss her. Both our masks were styled like masquerade masks so that made it easy. Harper melted into the kiss, pulling me close to her.

"Ahem," I heard Zack clear his throat with his girl attached to him, massaging his chest.

"Yes?" Harper turned to him.

"What's this you two?" He asked with an amused smirk drawing on his lips. I couldn't help but roll my eyes as his immaturity.

"We are keeping up with the role." Harper stated, not missing a single beat.

"Well, Matt caught wind and is not happy." Zee explained then went to turn and walk away.

"Wait, why?" I questioned, confused by what he meant by that.

"He has a thing for Harper." He shrugged then walked off.

"Oh shit." I groaned and looked over at the stunning blonde that chose to be my girl for the night, who was now biting her lip nervously. She did that every time she seemed uneasy.

"I'm sorry, I had no idea. If I would've known I wouldn't have made a move on anybody." Harp sighed and grabbed one of my cigarettes, lighting up and taking a long drag.

"It's fine. I'm sure it will blow over. Besides, you were just staying in character right?" I smiled but on the inside I was pouting, fucking hard too.

"You got it." She smiled.

For the rest of the night and the album release portion, Harper stayed at my side but seemed quite distant. It was disappointing cause all I wanted, for the rest of the night was to sit on one of those fancy couches with her straddling me and making out but that clearly isn't going to happen.

Harper excused herself from me then walked over to Matt, asking his girl if she could get a minute alone with him. My heart sunk at the very action of her doing this. I followed them out to the cabana and she seemed to be chatting away with him. I wasn't sure what they were talking about but they seemed to be getting quite cozy. I continued to watch them and after a few moments, Matt pulled Harper into a hug then kissed her on the cheek. Both walked inside and she came by me again, bringing herself closer to me.

"What was that about if you don't mind me asking?" I looked at her, really studying her jade green eyes.

"Just reassuring him that it's all an act. Follow me for a second?" She grabbed my hand and led me to the back area where we were getting ready earlier. Once she closed the door, she pushed me against the dressing table wrapping one leg around my hip and pushing herself flush against me.

"Didn't you just get done telling Matt.." I trailed off as she planted small kisses along my neck, nipping at it every once in awhile.

"I did but that doesn't change the fact that I want to go down on you." Harper smiled as she pulled away from my neck and pushed my kilt up and pulled me out of my boxer briefs. She dropped down to her knees and licked up and down my shaft, sending shivers down my spine. Her green eyes, filled with lust flickered up at me and she smirked as she pulled me into her mouth, bringing all of me into her mouth and throat. Harper slowly started bobbing up and down, she hummed and sucked my cock like she said she would. Harp sucks dick like she's getting paid to do it. She does it fucking well. I grabbed the back of her head and forced myself into her throat as I felt myself starting to cum. I tapped the back of her head to signal for her to come up but she never did. I couldn't help but release into her mouth.

Harper's eyes locked with mine and she smirked as she swallowed my load back and licked her lips seductively.

"Brian?" She batted her long eyelashes at me.

"Yes gorgeous?" I asked, panting.

"I just thought I should tell you I'm dripping wet." She rose her eyebrow, keeping her smirk. Harper then grabbed my hand, letting me feel her not only lack of panties but also how wet she truly was. After she ran my fingers up and down her length a few times, she pulled them away and wrapped her lips around my fingers. She licked herself off my finger tips and walked out the door.

At that moment, all I could do was compose myself and look like that shit didn't just happen then rejoin the party.

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