[The more time Jack spends not spurning his advances is time Gabriel spends wondering just where this is going. It's nice, he has to admit, but for once he's leading with his feelings instead of his head, something that's bound to get him in trouble sooner rather than later, especially for someone who meticulously plans his courses of action. He tells himself that despite the alcohol, Jack wouldn't be letting him do this in any capacity if for any reason he didn't actually want it.
That's enough to fluff his ego and embolden him through the uncertainty of whatever this is supposed to be. Gabriel parts his lips for Jack and tilts his head a little to get a better angle.
His hand is firm on Jack's chest, but after a few moments of letting Jack's tongue into his mouth he shifts, swinging a leg over and putting them face to face. The other hand finds Jack's shoulder, and he squeezes it gently as he lets his eyes slide closed.]
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That's enough to fluff his ego and embolden him through the uncertainty of whatever this is supposed to be. Gabriel parts his lips for Jack and tilts his head a little to get a better angle.
His hand is firm on Jack's chest, but after a few moments of letting Jack's tongue into his mouth he shifts, swinging a leg over and putting them face to face. The other hand finds Jack's shoulder, and he squeezes it gently as he lets his eyes slide closed.]