He believed that promise, that there was a way to get Lucifer back in his cage. He didn't know how they'd get Lucifer back in there -- wasn't like he'd just walk back to Hell, but maybe they could figure out a way to do it. Sam didn't care what he had to do if it meant fixing his biggest mistake.

Though for the moment, his attention was torn back away with the faster pace. He let out a soft cry at the faster pace, angling his hips up to try and get a better angle. Wanted him deeper, wanted him hitting just right to have his nerves lighting up with pleasure again. He was on edge that pleasure building up. "God--"

He panted and moved one hand down to get between them and stroke his neglected length. "That's it," he encouraged, turning his head until his lips were pressed to Gabriel's ear. "Fuck-- don't stop."