Once they're concealed, Neil sighs out and kisses Gabriel more intently. Now, without the potential for watchful eyes, Neil relaxes from that nervous tension.

He presses close, and stumble-steps until he finds a wall to lean against. He runs a hand under Gabriel's suit jacket, then back down to where he'd been touching him just moments before. He lets himself relish the shape of Gabriel's cock in his slacks, and the way that Gabriel holds him close.