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[ Greg doesn't consider himself worthless, or useless, not by a long shot. He just doesn't see himself the way they do up in Heaven. The way Gabriel does down here. ]
I suppose it's not.
[ Things are much different down here. He's used to being disliked, hated, and generally unwelcome - this was the kind of day where that was made abundantly clear - and in that sea of unpleasant reactions and, at best, grudging acceptance, Gabriel is a breath of fresh air. He might not be able to see himself like that, but that sort of faith means a lot to him.
He is, actually, going to relax into those slow, sensual kisses that he just can't seem to get enough of lately, his own fingers trailing down Gabriel's back until settling lightly on his hips, not quite gripping yet. The light touches along his own back are nice, despite the lingering soreness in some spots. There's a long trail of skin that's still a bit pink along his left side, where he first hit the ground after his tumble out of the window.
He'd much rather take bruises on his back as opposed to his wings, though. Gabriel's taken care of the damage done to those, so now there's really only a couple of missing, broken feathers there. ]
[Gabriel supposes that really, no one thinks of themselves in the same way that other people do. It's a normal thing, but it's still hard. Gabriel knows Greg might not ever see himself the way Gabriel does, but Greg sees something in Gabriel that Gabriel just can't. They're both as bad as each other. And really? When all is said and done, Gabriel appreciates Greg even if Greg can't completely understand why.]
Good. I like being biased when it comes to you.
[When Greg relaxes, Gabriel can feel it. After all, pressed this close and with arms wrapped around him, it's impossible not to know that some of that tension is ebbing away. He likes these kisses, the soft pleased noises he makes should make that clear, and maybe distract Greg a little more from those tender areas. Gabriel is trying not to let his hands stray down to where Greg still hurts, but focusing on his shoulders.
He could put his fingers back through Greg's wings of course, but he knows his own are still very sensitive, and while he knows where this is going to end up, he's not going to rush these kisses. Now when he's actually got to tip his head down to kiss Greg, which always gives him a strange sort of thrill.
Which is one reason he can't help but squirm a little bit in Greg's lap.]
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Date: 2016-08-14 01:12 am (UTC)I suppose it's not.
[ Things are much different down here. He's used to being disliked, hated, and generally unwelcome - this was the kind of day where that was made abundantly clear - and in that sea of unpleasant reactions and, at best, grudging acceptance, Gabriel is a breath of fresh air. He might not be able to see himself like that, but that sort of faith means a lot to him.
He is, actually, going to relax into those slow, sensual kisses that he just can't seem to get enough of lately, his own fingers trailing down Gabriel's back until settling lightly on his hips, not quite gripping yet. The light touches along his own back are nice, despite the lingering soreness in some spots. There's a long trail of skin that's still a bit pink along his left side, where he first hit the ground after his tumble out of the window.
He'd much rather take bruises on his back as opposed to his wings, though. Gabriel's taken care of the damage done to those, so now there's really only a couple of missing, broken feathers there. ]
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Date: 2016-08-14 10:29 am (UTC)Good. I like being biased when it comes to you.
[When Greg relaxes, Gabriel can feel it. After all, pressed this close and with arms wrapped around him, it's impossible not to know that some of that tension is ebbing away. He likes these kisses, the soft pleased noises he makes should make that clear, and maybe distract Greg a little more from those tender areas. Gabriel is trying not to let his hands stray down to where Greg still hurts, but focusing on his shoulders.
He could put his fingers back through Greg's wings of course, but he knows his own are still very sensitive, and while he knows where this is going to end up, he's not going to rush these kisses. Now when he's actually got to tip his head down to kiss Greg, which always gives him a strange sort of thrill.
Which is one reason he can't help but squirm a little bit in Greg's lap.]