That sound made him wince a little. "It's just... now's not the time to talk about it."

Not with Lucifer there. Sam wasn't giving him anything else to use against them, wasn't giving him any reason to change the deal.

But they were in a private room soon enough and Sam felt some of the tension easing up. It felt like he could breathe again at least. He shook his head at the one last offer to back out. That wasn't happening. "He'll know if we don't do something, you know."

They couldn't lie their way out of this one. Shifting closer, he leaned in again, this time to press his lips to the angel's, slow and tentative for now.

"Don't. You weren't the one who released Lucifer," he murmured against his mouth. "We'll figure this all out after. I meant that."

His hands went to cup the sides of Gabriel's faces, guiding him into another kiss.