[Gabriel pulls back as William pushes away, drawing his hand out of his pants but staying close, looming over the principate as he shrinks and fumbles with tucking himself in. He watches him turn several shades of red with embarrassment and can't help but to chuckle darkly as he retreats. He picks up his jacket and struts out of the closet with a smug expression of victory and a hard-on. Yeah, he can seduce anyone. The crowd is amused and mostly drunk, so there's a good chance they won't remember much of this at all.
While most are distracted by the new couple being locked in, he'll catch up to William, quickly putting his jacket back on if only to free his arms. He then scoops up the Principate, grabbing him from behind and throwing him over his shoulder like a prize he's won. He gives his ass a firm slap, knowing damn well the other is still aroused under all that panic, he can still feel his cock against his shoulder. It may be starting to wilt but that won't take long to fix.
Gabriel carries him off to a room and tosses the young man across a bed. He then turns to close and lock the door but keeps his distance. He shrugs back out of his jacket, and glances to the other, giving him a chance to breath and get his head together. He doesn't want to scare the Principate or potentially make this into something bad by simply pouncing on him, as much as he wants to just pick up where they left off. He has to test the waters first, there's no way he's forcing himself on the other.
Gabriel takes off the layers of shirt, collar and vest to toss in with his jacket that's draped over a chair. He'll then sit and kick off his boots and the like, giving William plenty of time. There's a nice view out the large windows that pretty much make up the entire wall of one side of the room. The bathroom is through an opposite door if the Principate needs to escape. Otherwise, he's not getting anywhere, not yet. Not till Gabe releases him.]
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While most are distracted by the new couple being locked in, he'll catch up to William, quickly putting his jacket back on if only to free his arms. He then scoops up the Principate, grabbing him from behind and throwing him over his shoulder like a prize he's won. He gives his ass a firm slap, knowing damn well the other is still aroused under all that panic, he can still feel his cock against his shoulder. It may be starting to wilt but that won't take long to fix.
Gabriel carries him off to a room and tosses the young man across a bed. He then turns to close and lock the door but keeps his distance. He shrugs back out of his jacket, and glances to the other, giving him a chance to breath and get his head together. He doesn't want to scare the Principate or potentially make this into something bad by simply pouncing on him, as much as he wants to just pick up where they left off. He has to test the waters first, there's no way he's forcing himself on the other.
Gabriel takes off the layers of shirt, collar and vest to toss in with his jacket that's draped over a chair. He'll then sit and kick off his boots and the like, giving William plenty of time. There's a nice view out the large windows that pretty much make up the entire wall of one side of the room. The bathroom is through an opposite door if the Principate needs to escape. Otherwise, he's not getting anywhere, not yet. Not till Gabe releases him.]