Hands lifted as he cupped Jack's face, foreheads still pressed together, Gabriel brushing his nose against the side of the hunter's. "They can be, more so if they have even a little feeling something may be good for me." Meaning that Jack could be good for him, and that he was definitely wanted.

"I've been afraid of rushing you, honestly." Letting fingers curl back in to short cropped hair, fingertips rubbing along Jack's scalp slowly. "More so when my anatomy at the moment is very obviously different from yours- reasons I suggested... time and slowness at all."

He was afraid it would be too much and just... Jack would turn him away, it was there in his tone. Did soften a bit when he leaned in to turn that quick peck in to something a little more lingering. More showing he didn't care how rusty the man was at kissing, apparently.