Gabriel nodded to the tailor as he left, knowing the man would be gone for at least a few minutes. He had not expected such a powerful reaction from Drake, but it made him smile. He fisted his fingers in the vampire's hair and ran his thumb softly over those perfect lips. "Hmm... well you have been awfully well behaved tonight. Just a snack now. Don't spill anything on your nice new clothes." He says firmly.<br/><br/>He removed his hand from Drakes lips and undoes his fly. He was already partially erect from the display the man put on at his feet. Gabriel loved being wanted. He urged the Vampire forward with the fist in his hair. They would need to make this quick, lest the poor tailor get more of a show than he bargained for. Gabe could go with exhibitionism, but only with willing participants.<br/><br/>/(u.u)\<br/><br/>Abbaddon was spiraling hard, completely at Kane's mercy. As he came up for air he looked high, he'd tumbled hard into sub space and he probably had no idea what that was. His brain is drowning in endorphins at the moment. As Kane continued to stretch and work his body, all he could manage were tiny little pleading sounds.<br/><br/>When the demon pulled free Abbaddon felt hollowed out. His formerly tight hole clenched around air. Kane slid right inside him with ease and the angel's eyes rolled up into the back of his head. He bucked, unable to help himself. The angel is drenched in sweat, the act of fisting taking it's toll and stripping him bare of his defenses. "I... I need you..." Is all he manages to say, his tone soft and subdued in a way Kane has probably never heard before. As the man gently rocks into him he is already forming an erection again. The sex is just too good.