Claudia shivers at that threat, another silent moan escaping her. She doesn't really have a choice, but a part of her truly wanted this, too. She remembered the way Lucifer had taken him, that first time.

Well, almost the first time. Perhaps Gabriel didn't quite trust her not to use teeth. There was an amusing thought. Still, not amusing enough, as she went to the table and leaned over it, spreading until she was presenting for him as best she was able. She waited for the addition of chains and ankle-cuffs to finish that picture.