Gabriel moves to meet her at the new pace she's setting, trying to get in just as deep as previously. The urge to come keeps building up and slamming against the wall Lucifer's erected in his mind that won't let him actually do so until permitted.

He shakes his head as she starts talking, shudders running through him as he keeps rocking his hips up until he's not sure he wants to take it anymore. "Please," he finally gasps out, still looking at her, not having been given permission to look away. "I need it. I need to fill you."

His hips rock up in desperate counter-point to his words, emphasizing them.