Gabriel couldn't help but take a moment to appreciate Sam beneath him like that. Skin flushed, lips red and appealing, and hard. He was about to respond when Sam palmed over him, heat and friction right where he needed it. A shaky laugh as he kissed along his shoulder and along the line of his collarbone.

He really was that breakable, and Gabriel couldn't forget that. Sam was mortal, fragile and however this played out, he had to keep him safe. Protect him.

"So I'm a worrier," he slid a hand beneath the waistband to wrap firmly around warm, heavy skin. "Sue me."