Muscles and scales were flexing and moving under Jack, all to keep them both comfortable and in some bit of a place. Let the hunter feel the ways scales rubbed underneath himself. "I trust you, too." Perhaps more than he'd trusted anyone, no matter how quickly it had happened before Gabriel even realized it.

Once Jack was in deep enough that hand moved to rest on a hip, even if he smeared a bit of slick across skin in the process. Muscles flexed and quivered around his cock, hips arching and angled to make the process that much easier. Couldn't help how slick leaked a little more, a slight gush of it, just from how it felt.

Gabriel groaned softly, head fallen back against his own coils and restraining himself from pulling Jack forward to just bury the man in deep himself. "Not hurting me," breath hitched, "Keep- keep going." A bit of pre leaking from his cocks, free hand moving to stroke them himself.