Gabriel blinked those shining, eerie green eyes, then laughed.  It was an unusual sound, more like a bird's call than a human noise with the way it rippled and bounced; it was attractive, but not like Luke's or Precious's or anyone else's.  This laugh denoted humor, yes, it just didn't belong to a person.<br/><br/>Few people had ever heard it, Eddy and Paul being the ones who heard the sound most-- which was still a rarity, unusual and unexpected.  The last few notes flowed from his curved lips, past his tongue and his teeth, and Gabriel quieted as he looked at Eddy in amusement.<br/><br/>"Oh, something like that.  Sometimes I do it kneeling."<br/><br/>He sipped at his new drink, like he was talking about something as innocent as the weather.  Eddy liked to tease sometimes, about Paul and their strange arrangement, but it worked well for them precisely because they weren't normal.  Just as it was impossible for Eddy to imagine them going out on a typical date, Gabriel couldn't imagine it either...  But he could imagine plenty else they could do, and that was more than enough.<br/><br/>He smiled, head cocked slightly to the side as he absently swirled his glass.  A pair of faded bruises peeked out from the collar of his shirt: fingertips around his throat, a week or so old.<br/><br/>"Paul and I do things our way, and we like it.  We don't need anything more..."  At least Paul didn't, and Gabriel was happy with what time and attention he recieved from the other man.<br/><br/>"You're not like that, though.  You do need more.  So go get it."