Summer Hair

<div align=center>It was as hot today as the far off kingdoms of sand, the sun was beating down over the weary bodies of his subjects and the Princess was absolutely exhausted from doing absolutely nothing at all. The boy lay on his back on Gabriel's bed, wearing more or less nothing but a piece of skimpy lingerie that suggested his regular princess attire was even far too hot for today. His underwear were a pretty pink colour with little white hearts patterned onto them. He was feeling lazy, the heat was no good for a princess - it made his hair frizzy - and that was probably the worst part.

William was exactly in Princess Mode. It hadn't seemed to have gone away at all over the past few weeks, he seemed to be caught up in this game, right now it didn't look like there was any coming out of it. Either he was having so much fun he didn't want to stop, or there was something far more serious going on here. The boy's ears pricked up as he heard sound outside of the door, he rolled over onto his front and propped himself up on his elbows, staring curiously at the door with wide, brown eyes.

It was never at all clear how he actually got into the room, Gabriel had never given him a key, yet there was never any visible sign of a break in either. The way that Bill always seemed to find his way into Gabriel's bedroom was almost creepy rather than cute, or endearing, it was probably a shock to someone coming in to find that set of wide, doe like eyes staring at them. Suddenly the skinny boy didn't seem so adorable and rather just straight up eerie. "Oh. You're back."</div>

<div align=center>A tiny smile crossed William's features when Gabriel opened the door, he was pleased to see him apparently, which was all in all a good sign, that deranged look so frequently seen in the princess' eye was perhaps something to be very concerned about. This boy was dangerous, he wasn't like the sweet, cowardly William most people knew. Something had messed up in his head, and well, this was the result. William pushed himself up to all fours as Gabriel approached the bed, purring softly and pushing his head against the crook of the angel's neck as he sat down, like a cat would rub it's self against someones legs.

"You're being awfully formal." He murmured, a hand moving to the top of Gabriel's thigh, craning his neck up to nibble playfully at the older man's ear lobe. "It's okay, who's watching us?" The boy asked, frowning just a little and letting his hand wander just that little bit further up Gabriel's thigh. His head went back to Gabe's neck, nuzzling him softly and leaving a trail of little wet kisses across his skin. William had completely banned Gabriel from showing any kind of affection in the presence of others, however, it was different when they were on their own.</div>

<div align=center>William instantly batted the hand that shifted to his undies away and tutted, "get your hands away from my junk, you asshole." He frowned, though didn't move away. His tone of voice was soft, Bill didn't mean any harm. "You can't just jump to second base yet," he laughed softly, raising an eyebrow and shaking his head just a little. He didn't mind, not really. He'd barely even touched Gabriel over the last week, he supposed he felt a little sorry for him. William wormed himself just that little bit closer, cuddling against his Hand and wrapping both arms around his waist.

"I'm stressed out." He complained, letting go and falling huffily onto his back. "What do I do?" He whined, he felt like he was boarded up on all sides, his army was doing what they could but William couldn't help but feel this was all useless. They needed to do something more, something different and drastic that would stop the other side in their tracks. The boy laughed, "we need to do something insane. Like, assassinate the queen or capture her at the most. What could they do then?" He giggled and shook his head, "I'm being silly, we can't pull that off."</div>

<div align=center>William stretched his arms above his head, arching his back and yawning softly. His eyes flickering over to look up at Gabriel. It was completely unknown whether he'd actually go as far as to kill someone in this state of mine, he was so crazy that it probably wasn't all that great of an idea to test the theory. Murder was a crime after all, even in a school full of supernatural beings with crazy powers. This is my kingdom. I make the rules. A voice purred in the back of his head, a wide, creepy smile spread across his features, I do what I want. If that meant killing the queen, so be it.

William slowly pushed himself up a moment later, hair mussed at the back. He grabbed a handful of the hem of Gabe's shirt and aggressively tugged at it, pulling it up and revealing a portion of the man's stomach, as well as the makeshift leather straps bound across it to keep the great wings down. They still ended up poking out of the end of Gabriel's shirts, he could strap them down but he couldn't shrink them at all. William ever wondered if that was uncomfortable. "Impossible, too."</div>

<div align=center>William pushed himself to all fours, shuffling closer and scrambling carefully into Gabriel's lap. He shifted to arrange his legs either side of the man, and let his hands drop to work at the buckle on the leather straps keeping his wings down. "These are damn stiff." He frowned, pushing Gabe backwards a short way and tugging roughly at the straps in an overly aggressive way that suggested he was getting frustrated with them. Pulling them away and tossing them backwards onto the floor behind him, William drew himself closer and wormed both of his hands underneath Gabe's wings. "You're warm. Aren't these hot in this weather?" He asked.

William hadn't bother to invade Gabriel's mind, it was a lot easier being around him now he was in this form. There was a wall shrouding Gabriel's mind, and that was something William knew for a fact. He could only get into there now if Gabe allowed it - it meant that Bill got peace and quiet whenever he was alone with Gabriel, if he wanted it at least. That was always a good thing, William liked silence. There was nothing to stop him from registering Gabe's emotions though, which he supposed was a good thing. Gabriel was always happy - more or less.</div>