For a moment, Neil isn't sure why Gabriel is apologizing. He cleans him up a bit, pulls back slowly, and looks up at Gabriel from where he's kneeling. His cock aches in his underwear, but he's pretty sure the slightest touch would set him off. Maybe he ought to wait a moment?

"Yeah," he says, voice rough and used. He smooths his hands over Gabriel's hips. "Yeah, I'm good. Are--was that--?"