Mikey's head whips around to face him abruptly, looking confused. "I'm petting it? This isn't, like. It's one of your arms, isn't it?" Because while he's pretty sure he wouldn't mind accidentally petting Gerard's dick, considering the kind of dreams he's been having lately.

“I see hearts. I sing people their deepest desires. You, for example.” Gabriel rolls his head to the side, damp curls bouncing over his eyes as he looks up at Jack. “You’re an adventurer. You want a new challenge, a frontier to try yourself against.” He reaches up one dark-clawed hand to trace it down Jack’s face. He’s as mysterious and mesmerizing as any of his promises, and Jack doesn’t pull away.