[Gabriel turns to William when he's in nothing but his leather pants, studying that almost frightened arousal on the other's face. He can see the want behind his eyes though and if the other hadn't been considering any of it he would have run by now. He can't quite shake that rabbit in front of a tiger look about him though and he slowly approaches, slight, alluring sway to his hips in his natural saunter. He doesn't need words with the look in his eyes, the way he wants him, but there's still something gentle and unsure about it as he leans in to gently brush noses, lips hovering.]

Shall we continue? I assure you that anyone who interrupts us now will die on the spot.

[He tilts his head away to press a small kiss to the corner of William's mouth.]

I want to give you something nice, a reward.

[A hand slowly shifts up from his knee, fingers spreading over his thigh to a hip.]