Gabriel blows out a breath, turning to nuzzle against Sam's shoulder. A shimmer of magic and warm scales shift and change - becoming warm and bare skin instead of warm and bare scales. He shakes out his hair, dragging his hands through the mess. How long has it been since he'd shifted? Too long.
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Date: 2016-09-25 10:36 pm (UTC)"There. That's better. We can bond like this."