[ Greg knows that Gabriel likes to draw those noises out of him, and he's more at ease making them here, like this, than he is during sex, oddly enough. He's becoming somewhat less restrained with Gabriel in general, though. It's easy to be inclined toward letting go of a lot of inhibitions that he's held onto for years when Gabriel is so eager and accepting of anything he wants to do. Greg knows that he has a few things he would never do, but they seem to all be along the lines of things he wouldn't want to do, anyway.
He's not really thinking about any of that right now. Right now he's outright moaning at the attention to his wings, and it's far from innocent. His wings do get cramped, and today's been fairly bad for that. Gabriel's fingers ease all of that tension away, and the gentle ruffle of those feathers near his joints make faint shudders of pleasure rustle through his whole wing. He couldn't resist that reaction even if he wanted to.
It's difficult to focus on Gabriel's words in the midst of all that, but 'seaside' catches his attention enough to have him turning his head, glancing back toward Gabriel with a slightly confused but interested expression. ]
That would be lovely, actually, but how?
[ Neither of them have any way to get back to earth. He knows that Gabriel is capable of conjuring up some impressive things, like the reflection of his flat in London, at least for a little while, but he thought that anything like that would be far too expansive for Gabriel to maintain for long. It seems like trying would be excessively draining. So maybe he has something else in mind? ]
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Date: 2016-11-10 06:56 am (UTC)He's not really thinking about any of that right now. Right now he's outright moaning at the attention to his wings, and it's far from innocent. His wings do get cramped, and today's been fairly bad for that. Gabriel's fingers ease all of that tension away, and the gentle ruffle of those feathers near his joints make faint shudders of pleasure rustle through his whole wing. He couldn't resist that reaction even if he wanted to.
It's difficult to focus on Gabriel's words in the midst of all that, but 'seaside' catches his attention enough to have him turning his head, glancing back toward Gabriel with a slightly confused but interested expression. ]
That would be lovely, actually, but how?
[ Neither of them have any way to get back to earth. He knows that Gabriel is capable of conjuring up some impressive things, like the reflection of his flat in London, at least for a little while, but he thought that anything like that would be far too expansive for Gabriel to maintain for long. It seems like trying would be excessively draining. So maybe he has something else in mind? ]