So a spanking brought him closer to orgasm, not back down. How terribly interesting, at least it was to Gabe. Drake was so good, telling him the truth and handing him the tools he needed to continue this little game. Suddenly he couldn't hold back himself anymore. Drake was just a little too good, a little too perfect. He pulls the man's hands behind his back. He would heard the snick of handcuffs and feel the cool metal as he is restrained.<br/><br/>"Aren't you just the perfect little pet?" He coos as he lifts Drake up and carries him over to the bed. "My good boy." He sets Drake down and bends him over the bed like he described in his fantasy. He made sure Drake could rub his swollen member against the blankets. The angel slicked up his own penis, but left the plug inside Drake. He grabbed Drake by the hair and started to thrust his hips, running his hard cock between the man's ass cheeks and digging the plug deeper and deeper but not violating his rules. Gabe wasn't about to stop until they both came.