It has been a while since he's been kissed, and never by a guy (that he can remember), but Sam found himself leaning into it. It was nice... much nicer than what he remembered with Ruby. Her kisses were all extensions of inner pain, lashing out to share the hurt. This was a different kind of sharing. Softer and more sweet.

His free hand came up to rest against the side of Gabriel's neck, thumb tracking lightly along the edge of his jaw.