[William is pretty sure he's actually going to escape when Gabriel catches up with him, and before he can say a word the angel scoops him up and throws him over his shoulder. There's an indignant squawk from the principate, somewhat mortified by the caveman behavior. What if people were watching?! Thankfully enough no-one was paying much attention and William could only thank his lucky stars for that one, blinking when he's tossed over the bed with a slight bounce. Large windows give way to some beautiful scenery, and William quickly scans the room to see just where he is. The click of the door being locked brings his attention right back to what's going on, knows that people interrupting isn't exactly going to be the problem now.
He should leave. Right now. No questions asked just up, straight to the bathroom and out the window. There would be no shame in that and William has the feeling that Gabriel wouldn't say anything on the matter either. It's a sound plan, now if only his body would listen to that it would be great. William's body has other plans for him, remembering the hot lips against his, hand stroking at his cock as he's pressed against the wall. It's enough to have William quiver lightly, turning back to stare at Gabriel as the other undresses himself. There's too much time being given for William to even think, the principate suddenly nervous as he watches the archangel's every move. He wants to, that much is clear from how William bites his lower lip, how his eyes follow every movement that Gabriel makes, but making a move? On the archangel? William isn't sure on that one, opting to watch and wait with baited breath to see what happens.]
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He should leave. Right now. No questions asked just up, straight to the bathroom and out the window. There would be no shame in that and William has the feeling that Gabriel wouldn't say anything on the matter either. It's a sound plan, now if only his body would listen to that it would be great. William's body has other plans for him, remembering the hot lips against his, hand stroking at his cock as he's pressed against the wall. It's enough to have William quiver lightly, turning back to stare at Gabriel as the other undresses himself. There's too much time being given for William to even think, the principate suddenly nervous as he watches the archangel's every move. He wants to, that much is clear from how William bites his lower lip, how his eyes follow every movement that Gabriel makes, but making a move? On the archangel? William isn't sure on that one, opting to watch and wait with baited breath to see what happens.]