Gabe scribbled out a quick note to Abbaddon that he and Drake were going on a weekend trip to Vegas. Then he tacked it on the fridge. He mapped the coordinates in his mind and after a flash of feathers they were there. So the city of sin is in a desert is it? He followed Drake around the garage until they reached a car that seemed to belong to the vampire. He had no reaction as the cover was whipped off.<br/><br/>Gabriel had no idea what an Alfa Romero was. All he saw was the look on Drake's face and it melted his heart. He slips into the passenger side without a second thought. Drake looked so damn happy right now. "Let's go then. Show me your city of sin." He says. Whatever happened, he could handle it. He is the angel of water after all. Too bad he hates deserts.<br/><br/>(>`^o^´)><br/><br/>Abbaddon made sure to struggle a bit as Kane pinned him to the bed and strapped him down. He really wanted to fuck, but he knew too that Kane was going to take his time and fucking was a long way off. Especially if he couldn't touch his husband to egg him on, get Kane to pound him rough and dirty. Once he was strapped in he was stuck taking this at Kane's pace and he knew it.<br/><br/>He moans as Kane molests his legs and teases his flesh. The weave on these fishnets was pretty tight. It left a pattern of small diamonds on his skin. His cock is already completely hard and straining against his underwear. He complied when Kane pushed his legs up, cried out when the man licked him. "Fighting and fucking... yes. You want it too. The two of us... this... forever..." He pants. One if these days he will pin and tie Kane up and that would be a hellacious amount of fun.