[ Wing-grooming sessions have already become a thing for Greg, it's not at all difficult now to see fitting Gabriel into that intensely personal routine. It's something he started back when he was up in Heaven in the very beginning, following advice from his mentors up there, and it felt horribly awkward at first, but he's gotten used to it now. Being able to focus on Gabriel's wings, too, helps him forget about any lingering awkwardness he sometimes feels about his own.
It is a very intimate thing. If it hadn't been obvious enough in Gabriel's initial reluctance to let it happen - even though they've been rather intimate already - it definitely felt that way as he gently worked his way through those feathers so carefully. It was an exchange of trust that Greg was entirely willing to reciprocate, and it's obvious that it's lifted at least a little of that weight off of Gabriel's shoulders.
That seems fair, given that he's done so much to do the same for Greg. He really can't say how much it means to him that Gabriel has been here for him every day after they're both free from work. Any time he starts to feel worn down by all of it, Gabriel is there, ready with warm embraces and kisses and unwavering faith in his ability. In him, in general.
He hopes that at least some of that comes across in the warmth of that kiss, if not in the flowers left where Gabriel will find them after work, or in the fact that Greg keeps his kitchen stocked with a somewhat ridiculous amount of sugar nowadays.
Of course his mind is already turning toward far less... chaste, thoughts, clearly, especially when Gabriel's teeth catch onto his lip like that. His fingers are still twined tightly in Gabriel's hair as he tilts his head to trail kisses and light, teasing nips along the length of Gabriel's jaw, working steadily toward his neck. He doesn't stop to speak, he just murmurs quietly against Gabriel's skin. ]
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It is a very intimate thing. If it hadn't been obvious enough in Gabriel's initial reluctance to let it happen - even though they've been rather intimate already - it definitely felt that way as he gently worked his way through those feathers so carefully. It was an exchange of trust that Greg was entirely willing to reciprocate, and it's obvious that it's lifted at least a little of that weight off of Gabriel's shoulders.
That seems fair, given that he's done so much to do the same for Greg. He really can't say how much it means to him that Gabriel has been here for him every day after they're both free from work. Any time he starts to feel worn down by all of it, Gabriel is there, ready with warm embraces and kisses and unwavering faith in his ability. In him, in general.
He hopes that at least some of that comes across in the warmth of that kiss, if not in the flowers left where Gabriel will find them after work, or in the fact that Greg keeps his kitchen stocked with a somewhat ridiculous amount of sugar nowadays.
Of course his mind is already turning toward far less... chaste, thoughts, clearly, especially when Gabriel's teeth catch onto his lip like that. His fingers are still twined tightly in Gabriel's hair as he tilts his head to trail kisses and light, teasing nips along the length of Gabriel's jaw, working steadily toward his neck. He doesn't stop to speak, he just murmurs quietly against Gabriel's skin. ]
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