Abbaddon couldn't take the intensity of it all. His ability to speak rendered to nothing but sounds of pure arousal and need. With his cock free it dangles between his muscular thighs twitching, hard as a rock, and dribbling. He is making such a mess. The harsh grip on his hips didn't deter from his pleasure at all as Kane continues to push him toward the edge of what he can handle. The build was fast and hard, with no mercy and Abbaddon is right on the edge.<br/><br/>As if the spoken command were and actual order, Abbaddon can feel his body tense and prepare when Kane tells him to cum. The feel of the cool metal blade against his cock hurls him past the edge and he screams as he splatters his load all over his legs and the floor. Once again Kane pushed Abbaddon past his control and sensibilities and is rewarded with those beautiful wings emerging from his back, probably knocking a few things over.<br/><br/>Abbaddon lays against the cool wood as he pants and sweats, trying to recover from his quick release. He face is bright red, though he isn't sure why. Perhaps from releasing so quickly or the activity that caused such a fast release. His mind is still racing though as he wonders what his husband will get up to now. "Are you going to untie me?" He asks as calmly as he can, there is a nervous I dertone though, one Kane is unlikely to miss. Under normal circumstance Abbaddon would be able to free himself, as it is he just keeps twisting his wrists in the belt to try and free them.