When Lindsey's hand brushed over his cock he keened softly, pressing his face against his skin and shuddering. "Linds...fuck." He squirmed, staring at him with huge eyes. "Not nice." There was no bite to the words though.

Gabriel leaned up, kissing him soft and slow. He cupped his jaw, staying like that for a long moment. "Lucky me is what I'm thinking. What else do you like, hmm?"