It wasn't hard in that moment to get him there especially with a few more shoves against his prostate and Drake is gone, cumming hard as he screamed and spilled with no regret or control his face having relief written on it as well as bliss as his brain floated feeling all the endorphins of being good and obeying giving Gabe what he wanted. It caused him to nuzzle into his leg trying to show just how much he appreciated the man.<br/><br/>His mind is hazy as his body is lax against the angel, "Sir? Do you need me?" He meant it in a more real sense of needing him to get off or how could he make sure Gabe got to cum as well but the question came off almost as a general wanting to ask if he was wanted and if Gabe was just humoring him. It was a very raw moment and it was clear Drake was as open as he would ever get like putty in Gabe's hand to mold as he threw himself so deeply into submission. He hadn't expected to get so carried away but it felt natural between them and so right it filled his chest with the warm and comfort he had been seeking when he had run.