Sword Crossed Lovers

A Prince of Cats Indeed

Sensing the intensity of the situation, Tybalt Capulet moves away from the Escalus stranger.  His sense of smell alerts him of the man's attentiveness.  In the utter darkness of the night, the two could almost be mistaken for playful lovers, but Tybalt was reaching his end.

The stranger sees his partner backing away and he reaches out.  Tybalt feels the heat from his hands as they touch his shoulders.  "Where dost thou flee to?  We just started," he coos, bringing him closer and pushing him gently towards the bed.  Tybalt feels more awkward as the seconds seem to stretch out into minutes and days.

The soft pressure of the bed on his back brings him back into reality and he feels the stranger's hands fumbling around with his breeches.  "Forgive my drunkenness, friend.  These parties certainly are something," the strange Escalus lord chuckles.

Tybalt gulps uncomfortably as he feels the man's hands scoop his cock and latch onto him firmly.  His hips twitch awkwardly and he breathes out roughly.  He hears the stranger mumble something to himself in surprise at his partner's inattentiveness to his kisses and touches.  Tybalt cares not.  This wasn't anything to him.  Hell, this was only a means of escape.  If Romeo was in that bed instead of this stranger, he would have placed a knife in his chest by now would be back at the Capulet Estate.

Instead he's here, having his manhood handled by another man in the darkness of Romeo Montague's chambers, on his bed!  'I wonder if fair Juliet has seen this room before' wonders Tybalt.  Immediately, anger burns in him at such a thought.  Flashes of her body rocking with ecstasy dance in his mind and his body begins to react, his cock throbbing.  He grips the sheets hard, digging his nails back into his palm.  'No!  She's too pure!  Especially not with that Montague dog!'   The stranger giggles and Tybalt is snapped from his poisonous thoughts.  "There we go, luv!  I knew thy comfort was increasing."  Tybalt rolls his eyes in the dark as a deep blush overcomes him.  'What the Hell is this?  One thought of... her... and I'm like this!?!  He glances tentatively down at his manhood.  Its pulsing through his body, the pleasure like never before.  Thoughts of her dance in his mind and with each stroke on his cock, the more he wants to come. What has become of me?'

A sharp tug on his member causes Tybalt's hips to jerk upwards.  A subtle moan escapes his lips and his head leans back against the bed.  The stranger grins in the dark.  Angry at himself for letting his bodily pleasure cloud his mind, Tybalt slams his head back down against the bed.  Finding it surprisingly soft, he lets his eyes close.  'What in God's name am I doing?'

Suddenly the door opens and light pours into the dark room.  Tybalt thrusts himself from the stranger's grasp and quickly covers himself.  A gasp from behind only makes him want to disappear out that window faster.  He does up his belt with grace and keeps his head low, praying the stranger won't give him a second glance.

Thankful to have changed out of his red-crested clothing before arriving, Tybalt knows the bland black attire that graces his body won't immediately give him away. He then takes his hand and does his best to awkwardly cover his face and position his body away from both people in the room.  Although now lit thanks to the open door, Tybalt relies on the fair amount of remaining darkness to cloak him in secrecy.
"What in good God's name art thou doing, friend?" comes a stranger's voice.  The Escalus stranger laughs and Tybalt sneaks towards the open window.  Suddenly he feels the man's hands on his shoulders, shoving him away from his escape route.
"Well, if this isn't awkward, eh?" cackles the Escalus.  Tybalt keeps his face low, calling upon the shadows to mask his distinguishing features.  The stranger in the doorway lurks closer.  "Wert thou waiting for me?"
"I... uh... didn't have anywhere else to go and I was getting bored down there."
"Ah, I see, good man.  Well, who's thy friend?"
"On his way out," huskily remarks Tybalt, lowering his voice and making his way for the door.