'Oh there we go,' Gabriel thought as Mohinder's kiss turned more rough and he started moving. The bite to his lip made him breathe heavier- maybe it wasn't traditionally pleasant, but he enjoyed knowing how far he had pushed the other man.

Mohinder's pleading struck something deep in him and his mouth went dry for a moment. He slowly (probably maddeningly) pulled out his finger and then pushed in with two. He moved a little faster this time, feeling the muscles press but not push him out. Once he'd pushed in all the way, he wiggled his fingers slowly, working it open slightly more. He then started moving, working those fingers in and out to work with the way Mohinder was moving.

Gabriel had stopped asking if Mohinder was okay. He was fairly certain it'd be obvious from here on out, if he hit something wrong. His eyes wandered, taking in Mohinder as well as he could. He yearned to press into Mohinder, but more than anything else, he wanted to make sure he did this right. Mohinder deserved nothing less.