Hands slid up to Jack's back, all the better to still hold on to the man, but allow him the freedom to thrust freely as he pleased. Claws dug in to the hunter's back in turn of it, coils rippling a little as he kept hips angled to try and make it easier as well, breath catching as eyes closed.

Those snakes were bumping and tongues flicked, a few curling over Jack's head and through his hair. Gabriel's mouth found the side of his throat, latching on a bit as teeth only grazed, letting that muffle noises made.