At Mohinder's assertion, Gabriel pulled away from his skin to look at him with surprise. And then he blushed, slightly, as his partner turned that compliment back around on him. "People are blind. That or jealous."

He had been working his way down, but now he leaned in to kiss Mohinder on the lips, slow and sweet. As raring to go as he was for everything else, he did really enjoy the kissing, too. When he pulled away, he looked shy- it wasn't entirely an act, either. "As for me, I had something of a makeover...you saw those old pictures of me. This look's still pretty new. Glad you like it."

He smiled against Mohinder's lips, then worked his way up to an ear. His hands continued to roam, treading lightly over the back, but soon finding perfect places to press and knead. "Uh-oh, looks like I might need help with my clothes, too," he chuckled into Mohinder's ear. "I keep getting distracted somehow."