Gabriel had known what lay hidden beneath Mohinder's stand-offish exterior. He had always known, ever since meeting him at Zane's and seeing the joy it brought the man to see someone else using their power- but it wasn't confirmed until they really knew each other. This was the same man who had gritted his teeth and raised his gun at Sylar, who stared at him then with sharp, determined eyes. Gabriel would have always used the word 'passionate' to describe him...just in a more abstract and less physical way. He was surprised more people didn't see it. But then, Gabriel was good at finding hidden treasures.

Watching Mohinder enjoy what he was doing was a great pleasure all in its own. He was achingly hard by the time the other man grabbed onto him, and the squeeze brought a heavy gasp. For some reason, he hadn't expected the sensations to carry him along to this degree.

And now Mohinder was giving him a choice. He had to take a moment to collect himself and think, because he really wanted Mohinder in every way possible. But this was what he wanted first. "Ah...I want to be able to see your face." He leaned forward to kiss those red lips, almost as if to point out the necessity. "Lay back?" he asked. Now it was time for Gabriel to shift to his knees. He moved somewhat gingerly- everything was so sensitive right now. And Mohinder had to be feeling it ten times more.