"Oh, God," he gasps, head falling back as Neil's hand wraps around him. This is so wildly different than their sleepy fumblings with each other, and it's different than any tense moment with Connor, because they're both awake and aware and no one is talking about fingering girls or touching their tits. It's just them, on a bed, kissing and it's Neil's hand on his cock and Gabriel' can't, he can't imagine that it's anyone else.