[ There's certainly nothing wrong with Gabriel's talent for working over tense muscles, Greg just carries around a lot more stress than Gabriel does, at least in a physical sense. It would take some serious manipulation to ease all of that away with just a brief touch, and he wouldn't be necessarily surprised if Gabriel could do that, but they both like the process of getting there. Drawing things out is almost always a good idea.
He can't even answer that rhetorical question when Gabriel's fingers slip through those soft feathers and against the muscle underneath, all he can do is groan, a pleased shudder echoing through that wing all the way down to the tips of his feathers. That feels insanely good even when he's not tense, and releasing some of that pent up ache like this is even a step beyond that. Staying upright against the wall is definitely going to be out of the question if Gabriel is going to continue that, and Greg definitely wants him to.
So he's pulling Gabriel with him over to the bed, only finally somewhat reluctantly letting him go in order to slip out of the rest of his clothes before carefully stretching out on his stomach on the bed. It's all too easy to sigh and let his face sink into a pillow, at least for a minute. It's comfortable, no one is chastising him over what he did or didn't do, and Gabriel is here with him. Things could definitely be worse. ]
I'll let you do whatever you want if you keep that up. [ It's muffled into that pillow, but his words are probably clear enough. ]
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Date: 2016-11-09 12:54 am (UTC)He can't even answer that rhetorical question when Gabriel's fingers slip through those soft feathers and against the muscle underneath, all he can do is groan, a pleased shudder echoing through that wing all the way down to the tips of his feathers. That feels insanely good even when he's not tense, and releasing some of that pent up ache like this is even a step beyond that. Staying upright against the wall is definitely going to be out of the question if Gabriel is going to continue that, and Greg definitely wants him to.
So he's pulling Gabriel with him over to the bed, only finally somewhat reluctantly letting him go in order to slip out of the rest of his clothes before carefully stretching out on his stomach on the bed. It's all too easy to sigh and let his face sink into a pillow, at least for a minute. It's comfortable, no one is chastising him over what he did or didn't do, and Gabriel is here with him. Things could definitely be worse. ]
I'll let you do whatever you want if you keep that up. [ It's muffled into that pillow, but his words are probably clear enough. ]