The touch was both better and worse. Sam had never touched him before and for one wildly selfish moment, he wanted to lie to himself, pretend that Sam really wanted him, that it wasn't just Lucifer's plan to hurt him in the worst possible way.

But as much as he wanted to lean into that touch, Gabriel was certain that Sam would never get this close to him again. Not with the memory of coerced sex hanging between them.

"I never wanted it like this." A weak final protest. "I'm sorry Sam."