Gabe looked at Drake and raised and eyebrow. "Needy little thing aren't you?" He asked. However his tone was amused, not derisive. He liked the vampire just as he is. The backroom did surprise him a bit but it didn't seem like Drake could wait until they got a hotel room. The vampire looked ready to cream his pants. "Come along then." He says as he puts a hand on Drake's lower back and leads him to the back of the store where the 'dressing rooms' are. There was a big sigh that reminded customers they were only allowed to take purchased items back there.<br/><br/>He finds a nice big one that is empty and ushers Drake inside. The store seems to know their clientele and there are paper towels available. He hands Drake a handful of absorbent paper products. "Pull down your pants and those pretty undies. Remember not to make a mess, and bend over." He says. He fully intended to take good care of Drake but the briskness of his tone, almost businesslike, was meant to be more humiliating for his lover, who seemed to enjoy being treated like a tool.