It's like the one time Sam was too close to a bolt of lightning during a thunderstorm. It didn't hurt him, he wasn't that close, but he'd felt the hair on his arms and the back of his neck stand up. That's the feeling that's flowing through him now, through his connection with Gabriel. And he's certain that, through that connection, he can feel the eyes of more than just the gathered Hunters upon them.

He reaches down, sliding his hand over Gabriel's cock, thumb brushing over the head. "Fuck, Gabe...I'm close." Too close, maybe. He needs to hold on until the right moment, but the amount of power around them keeps pushing him closer to the edge. Not to mention the heat of Gabriel's body around his.