[ Greg knows that Gabriel's neck is a particularly sensitive spot, and one that he rather likes taking advantage of, and not just because of the inevitable reaction it gets. There are just certain places that he enjoys kissing and biting at - especially so over the line of Gabriel's jaw, down the side of his neck, and along his throat all the way to his collarbone. Of course as sensitive as those spots seem to be, Gabriel is also very vocal about things, in general. Greg doesn't have any complaints about that.
He'll let Gabriel disentangle himself, wings shuffling out of the way so that he can put the puppy out. She does, indeed, have plenty of toys at this point, and can keep herself entertained well enough for a while. She'd definitely not starved for attention, given that she generally spends most of the day with Gabriel, and sees quite a lot of Greg in the evenings.
While Gabriel does that, Greg is settling himself back closer toward the edge of the bed. He's watching intently as Gabriel turns and strips off his shirt, a somewhat pleased smile tugging at his lips as he leans forward slightly, his arms at his sides. There's an unspoken invitation there for Gabriel to settle in his lap, one way or another. The towel has been casually tossed aside at this point.
It's a very subtle thing, but he still feels a little bit shy about sitting here, completely naked like this. It's one thing to be at least partially covered by a sheet, or a towel, or actively tangled with Gabriel, and another to be naked and the center of attention with no distractions. It's not bad, he's just still getting used to it again. ]
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He'll let Gabriel disentangle himself, wings shuffling out of the way so that he can put the puppy out. She does, indeed, have plenty of toys at this point, and can keep herself entertained well enough for a while. She'd definitely not starved for attention, given that she generally spends most of the day with Gabriel, and sees quite a lot of Greg in the evenings.
While Gabriel does that, Greg is settling himself back closer toward the edge of the bed. He's watching intently as Gabriel turns and strips off his shirt, a somewhat pleased smile tugging at his lips as he leans forward slightly, his arms at his sides. There's an unspoken invitation there for Gabriel to settle in his lap, one way or another. The towel has been casually tossed aside at this point.
It's a very subtle thing, but he still feels a little bit shy about sitting here, completely naked like this. It's one thing to be at least partially covered by a sheet, or a towel, or actively tangled with Gabriel, and another to be naked and the center of attention with no distractions. It's not bad, he's just still getting used to it again. ]