"Look at you. You're getting better at this than me." He smiles softly, leaning into Johnny's hands a little bit. He's not pushing forward or pressing for any more closeness yet, but it's hard not to want Johnny closer right now.
He raises a hand and covers one of Johnny's hands with his own, then brings it down to hold between both of his, mimicking Johnny's pose from before Scout interrupted them. He looks down at the hand held between his, and takes a moment to trace Johnny's fingers with his.
"I miss her. All the time. But I don't need you to be like her." He looks up and meets Johnny's eyes again. "I need you to be you." Gabriel leans forward and presses a kiss to the corner of Johnny's mouth. He rests his head there a moment, his forehead against Johnny's, then sighs and pulls back. This whole thing is emotionally taxing, and he feels like he's been blindsided by it.
"Can we continue this conversation horizontally?" He smirks a little bit, realizing the implications of the request, but using sex to avoid the subject isn't what he's going for. He wants Johnny close, and having him rest his head on his chest will be easier than looking him in the eye while he tries to explain. "I promise I won't try anything until you're satisfied."
"Come on." He leans back, situates a couch pillow under his head, then insinuates a sock-covered foot behind Johnny's back. He pats his chest hopefully. "Watch out for Yarrow."
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He raises a hand and covers one of Johnny's hands with his own, then brings it down to hold between both of his, mimicking Johnny's pose from before Scout interrupted them. He looks down at the hand held between his, and takes a moment to trace Johnny's fingers with his.
"I miss her. All the time. But I don't need you to be like her." He looks up and meets Johnny's eyes again. "I need you to be you." Gabriel leans forward and presses a kiss to the corner of Johnny's mouth. He rests his head there a moment, his forehead against Johnny's, then sighs and pulls back. This whole thing is emotionally taxing, and he feels like he's been blindsided by it.
"Can we continue this conversation horizontally?" He smirks a little bit, realizing the implications of the request, but using sex to avoid the subject isn't what he's going for. He wants Johnny close, and having him rest his head on his chest will be easier than looking him in the eye while he tries to explain. "I promise I won't try anything until you're satisfied."
"Come on." He leans back, situates a couch pillow under his head, then insinuates a sock-covered foot behind Johnny's back. He pats his chest hopefully. "Watch out for Yarrow."