Christ, no one should be allowed to look that good, or to have such an effect when saying something so mild. Gabriel wets his lips when he runs into the bed and Anthony catches him by the chin for that kiss. He grips the man by the back of the neck until he gets a push back, onto the bed.

He can't help but grin as he lands, catching himself on his elbows. Gabriel relaxes back and his hands are slow as the trace down his stomach to flick open the button and fly of his jeans, keeping his eyes on Anthony's face as he does.