His hands kneaded Gabriel's shoulders as they were used to stabilize his position, and he slowly fell into a rhythm of thrusting. He tipped his hips to find a different angle, wanting to please the gorgon as much as he was being pleased. It was dizzying how good he felt, how his blindness enhanced all the sensations. Then there were those pinpoints of pain, and he arched his back, groaning deeply.

He panted into Gabriel's hair and against those snake bodies, his body rocking even as he tried to keep his head still so he could let the snakes do as they pleased and feel apart of the action. He shuddered with the nip he received. "You feel good?"