Now it was out in the open between them though, thanks to Lucifer. He might have preferred hearing it from Gabriel though, having it not be twisted into this.

But it hadn't happened that way and Sam was going to try to make this work. They kind of had to... a lot was riding on it.

Sam helped him push off his shirt, letting it join the quickly growing pile on the ground. He broke the kiss for a moment, meeting the angel's eyes briefly. He reached to capture Gabriel's hands lightly in his own, squeezing them. "Bed? You're calling the shots."

Neither of them wanted it like this, but Sam was trying to tell himself that he could make it a little bit better for Gabriel though. Give him whatever he wanted.