Sam shifts forward, laying himself over Gabriel's back. He nuzzles at the smaller wolf's neck, loosening one hand to slip around his hip and wrap his fingers around Gabriel's dick. He doesn't let his teeth go, doesn't bite down on Gabriel's neck, as much as he wants to. That can wait until the first blush of heat has passed, until they can speak for a little bit without biology muddling them both.

Something that was going to happen sooner rather than later because Sam can already feel the knot at the base of his dick swelling, stretching Gabriel just that little bit further until Sam couldn't move any longer, just pulsed his hips as his hand stroked over Gabriel. "That's it, Gabriel. Feel so fucking good."