Gabriel's eyes fell closed and he rather melted into his seat as Drake continued to feed. The Vampire would notice this feeding felt different than any other. While he still gained sustenance from the blood he drained, he didn't necessarily need it or crave it like he did before. Insanity was no longer nipping at his heels when he hadn't fed. The man was healed of his thirst for blood, even if he still might desire to feed off a certain arch angel.<br/><br/>For his part, Gabe stayed pretty lax and still as his body soaked in the rush of good sensations his lover was giving him. It was a good thing the feeding was light because a true loss of control by the angel could get quite interesting in a hurry. Eventually he is able to lift his arms again and slowly strokes Drake's sides in an encouraging sort of way.<br/><br/>Abbaddon managed to pull himself up a bit so that he was seated just to the side of Kane's lap and lays his head on the demon's chest. One arm draped around his husband's waist while he brought their entwined fingers up against that solid chest next to his head. "I don't feel so good... but you feel nice." He admits as his brain slowly starts to process what happened and why he feels like this.