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@cristiancapulet
Text from Cristian: Please be aware any guests you bring to the estate for any purposes will need to be screened prior by Leo.
Text: I see. Text: Fortunate for you then that you current beau is already screened. [Delay] Text: Donât worry I have no intentions of brining anyone here. No desire to repeat that madness.
@cristiancapulet
Text: Funny. But this is anyoneâ be it friend, associate or otherwise, at least for the time being. Weâve decided to up security measures for the time being.
Text: Seriously, the only person that I would ever bring here that doesnât already live here is Abe and heâsâŚAbe. Heâs Uncle Tyâs best friendâs claim. I think Iâm safe. Posey is here. Sam is in London. That about covers it.
Text: Thatâs fine- Iâm just notifying you, should that change.
Text from Cristian: Please be aware any guests you bring to the estate for any purposes will need to be screened prior by Leo.
Text: I see. Text: Fortunate for you then that you current beau is already screened. [Delay] Text: Donât worry I have no intentions of brining anyone here. No desire to repeat that madness.
@cristiancapulet
Text: Funny. But this is anyoneâ be it friend, associate or otherwise, at least for the time being. Weâve decided to up security measures for the time being.
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âOkay, for starters. Iâm not being generic. Iâm getting in the spirit because how can you plan a bunch of Christmas parties without a Christmas themed drink to match? Thatâs basically a champagne breakfast, but without the champagne.. And the minute I see candy cane hot chocolate? Yeah. Itâs a thingâ Posey teases as she takes her drink from the barista and peering at the person next to her. âSo now that weâve gotten past you judging my beverage choice, is this next part where you fill me in on everything Iâve missed while Iâve been away?â
Cristian raised an eyebrow at the drink still, more than satisfied with his glass of wine. He felt bad he couldnt exactly tell Posey about the operation to try freeing Oz, nor would he, at least in such a public place. But what else had there been in his life since then? Heâd been all but consumed by work... âNot too much, I suppose,â he responded with a polite smile. âLeo and I.. are doing well. Weâre more public about the fact weâre seeing each other now, though we keep it professional at the estate for Lord Tybaltâs sake,â he added with some amusement. âYour presence was missed.â
Problems at Hand || Thomas and Cristian
thomasxcapuletâ:
The curse was a surprise. When was the last time he had heard Cristian swear? He grinned before considering. Did he want to make Cristian say it explicitly? Or was he feeling lenient? It might behoove him more to make a submissive shaky with the aftershocks of a good orgasm over risking a bratty comeback if he pushed too hard. Still, it was really nice to see the smaller man pushing up into his touch like he wanted it. Like he craved it. When was the last time someone had craved Thomas? A while. âSo needy,â he responded before simply leaning in to wrap his lips around the head of Cristianâs cock, worrying at the sensitive skin there with his tongue.
The submissiveâs back arched, eyes rolling back as he felt Thomasâ lips slip over the tip of his cock, a needy, wanton moan slipping from his lips. âSânot a bad thing Iâd think,â he mumbled jokingly, words breathy and faint. He couldnt remember the last time heâd let a Dominant see him this vulnerable-- perhaps months? Cristianâs hands went immediately to the bedding, grasping so tight his knuckles turned white. The urge to slip them into Thomasâ hair was overwhelming, tempting him and wishing theyâd simply been restrained or something as to prevent such issues. He knew not to be greedy-- especially with someone who needed to be in complete control at the moment.Â
Text from Cristian: Still coming over tonight I hope?
Text: Of course. Barring any emergencies, or anything taking longer than it needs to.
Text: Need me to get anything on my way over?
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leonardo-capuletâ:
Text: Hmm, depends on two things. First, what were you hoping to eat for dinner? Second, do I get a prize for getting dinner?
Text: Iâm flexible... And you know youâd get one regardless, Sir. ;)
Problems at Hand || Thomas and Cristian
thomasxcapuletâ:
As he felt Cristian pressing up into his touch, Thomas hummed, a crooked grin playing at his lips. Reaching up, he hooked his fingers into the waistband of Cristianâs underwear to pull it down, his cock springing free. âLook at you, beautiful,â he said playfully. Reaching to catch his length, he slowly stroked before circling the head of him with a steady thumb. âShould I use my hand?â He purred. âOr maybeâŚâ He bent down to lick up the underside of him. âSomething like that?â This was more his forte, teasing and playful certainty. He didnât like the uncomfortable lack of sureness that had happened earlier in the scene. âWhat do you think, Cris?â He gave that same playful smirk.
Cristian felt his cheeks warm from a mixture of arousal and insecurity at the Dominantâs attention, groaning softly as his hips reflexively bucked into Thomasâ touch. âFuck-- Either-- please,â he begged, the atypical curse slipping from his lips in response to the unexpected sensation of Thomasâ tongue running across his length. He wanted nothing more than to reach down and encourage the other to continue, but knew it would only draw out the torture.
Text from Cristian: Still coming over tonight I hope?
Text: Of course. Barring any emergencies, or anything taking longer than it needs to.
Text: Need me to get anything on my way over?
@cristiancapulet
Text: Any chance I can convince you to pick up dinner?
And so it begins | [Capulet Para]
Who: Cris, Leo and Mel Capulet
What: Cristian invites his coworkers to a private meeting in his office Friday afternoon to enlist them in a top secret privately launched investigation into Lord Ozâs case, theorizing he was not truly at fault and might have been framed.Â
Where: Cristianâs office at the Capulet estate
When: Friday, October 25th.Â
Problems at Hand || Thomas and Cristian
thomasxcapuletâ:
With that agreement, the uncertainty dissipated before he dropped to curl his hand around Cristian through the fabric of his underwear, teasing as the grip on his wrists tightened again. It was likely just a little bit bruising, but Thomas had always liked to be a little bit rougher. His fingers teased the other to hardness before he let go of the other entirely to hook his thumbs into the waistband his underwear before pulling it off and down his legs. His hands ghosted over Cristianâs hip bones, at the tender skin where his legs met his pelvis, and the soft skin of his inner thighs. He touched him in every sensitive area he could beyond the one spot where he likely really wanted it, teasing once more.
âBet I can make you feel really good, Cris,â he purred to the other, biting down on the pale skin of his shoulder. âIf you ask me nicely.â
Cristianâs lower back arched, hips grinding gently against Thomasâ palm when the other felt him up through his underwear, heart rate quickening as he inhaled a shaky, eager breath. The cool air of the bedroom was uncomfortable as the contact rescinded, whining softly when he felt the other purposely avoid resuming touch. His cock twitched again, gaze lingering on the ceiling as he tried to calm his heart and focus on his breathing for a moment. It was hard, given the otherâs lips still against his skin, making the submissiveâs arousal do anything but calm. âPlease?â He responded after a beat as his eyes flickered down to Thomas, holding back a chuckle as his lips split into a shy grin.Â
juliet-evelyn-capuletâ:
Leo and Cristian? Interesting. It wasnât a match she would have dreamed of but if it worked and they were happy, then she was happy for them. Far be it from the family fuck up to fault any one for finding their happiness. âWell, I didnât see him trapped by one of our random relatives, so hopefully you two will connect soon.â She flashed him a genuine smile. Not the one reserved for saying how lovely the party was. âItâs good to see you smile, Cristian. The frown you sport for Uncle Ty is far less becoming.â
Cristianâs smile relaxed at Julietâs words, chuckling softly. âYour uncle just likes to test how good I am at my job,â he joked. âTrust me-- the first few months working for him were a lot rougher than the recent weeks, but heâs a good man and has done a lot of good for the family.â
juliet-evelyn-capuletâ:
âItâs a better excuse than âpeople annoy meâ,â she returned, smirking at her cousin. God bless the man for putting up with her Uncle. âWhatâs yours?â
âLeo-â He hesitated a moment, feeling insecure about the fact he was there with Leo and how the family might take it. Of course, they wouldnât know unless someone recognized them both despite the masks. He worked with Leo though, so he also figured some might not realize there was more to it immediately. âHeâs grabbing us drinks then meeting me,â he continued a moment later, a smile reaching his lips. Casual. It wasnât hard to talk about the Dominant-- he just needed to not read too much into it, he reminded himself. Others wouldnât likely judge, as much as he feared it. âKnowing him though-- at least one personâs stopped him along the way to chat.â Or chat him up-- though the submissive had hoped the creepier mask might prevent that. There had been some point to their outfits, of course.
Problems at Hand || Thomas and Cristian
thomasxcapuletâ:
Thomas did realize. His hand kept Cristianâs wrists pinned as he kept up the attentions of his teeth and lips. He wasnât sure what possessed him, but he left several little red marks on the submissiveâs skin before kissing back up his neck and over his jaw.Â
His fingers on his free hand dropped to drag lightly over the skin beneath Cristianâs navel, teasing but also questioning. He wanted to touch him. But Thomas also wanted Cris to ask him to do it. He had his limit of no sex, but surely his large hand around the other would be an acceptable compromise?Â
Cristian returned each kiss possible, more inclined to let the Dominant mark up his skin as he kept finding himself with his chin tilted away, encouraging Thomasâ interest along his neck. He inhaled, breath shaky as he felt the otherâs hand, warm, against his cool stomach. It tickled almost, though his cock stirred with interest at the nearing attention. âGreen,â he encouraged, noting the otherâs almost hesitance with each new action.
âWell that is a spectacular mask. Absolutely suits you. We appreciate you coming.â Silvius assured as he held out a flute of champagne to the recently arrived guest. âFor you.â
Cristian accepted the flute with a polite nod, softly responding, âThank you, Lord Silvius.â How he had found himself in the Dominantâs company so suddenly almost escaped him, one moment with Leo and the next left as Leo went to fetch drinks. He resisted the urge to touch his mask, feeling shy about it complimented as he added, âThe Capulet family all appreciate the invite. Everything looks absolutely spectacular.... Certainly a step up from last yearâs events.â While he hadnât had much of an issue with the bar, the night had ended in flames, and the fact many in the city loathed Lord Oz had Cristian curious as to the other Lordâs feelings regarding him.
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Evie headed toward what she believed to be the entrance of the Romano Event Center, desperately needing fresh air. She pushed open the door and stepped outside. She stood for a moment, relishing the crisp air when she heard the door open behind her.
âItâs a beautiful night.â
Cristian glanced up, recognizing the voice and head of red hair almost immediately. âIs that your excuse for ditching the masses then?â