It was wrong. The whole situation was messed up and Sam really shouldn't be dragging anyone else along for the ride, shouldn't have let Lucifer put anyone else in this position. That didn't stop him from returning those kisses, shivering at the affection.

Sam was far from a virgin, but he really can't remember the last time he's done this with someone who's seemed to care this much. Ruby hadn't really given a crap about him, the random hook ups here and there didn't care about him for more than a night. He can't remember the last time he's taken the time to really go slow and enjoy this.

Shifting underneath him, he lifted his hips to help him take off his jeans before settling back on the bed. He laid back, licking his lips as his eyes roamed over the angel above him. While he might resent the circumstances that led them here, his body was more than eagerly responding to the attention. He was hard already and glad to be rid of his jeans, breathing heavier still.

He moved in to work his mouth over Gabriel's neck, wanting to taste more of him, explore more while he could. Reaching between them, he palmed him through his jeans. The motion was a little awkward, not used to doing this to another guy, but there wasn't any hesitation there. "I'm not gonna break... stop worrying," he murmured, trying to reassure him.