The little ‘pet name’ caused Drake to produce a pleased hum as he smiled, “Does that mean I get a collar and a leash too?” It was clear his cock enjoyed it as it twitched but he was open to quite the spectrum depending on the fantasy. Anything to make him feel like he there was his Master’s pleasure and there were many things one could be called or a mix of it all. “I don’t know? Punish me, reward me, or keep me locked up and deny me I want it all.” He said with a groan as the angel stroked and teased him. He tried to stay perfectly still even though he wanted to thrust up into his fist and feel the friction.<br/><br/>He was leaking already and making a bit of a mess over the both of them and it was an obscene sight that just got him all the more worked up. He wanted to give himself over to Gabe and he really wished he could ride that beautiful cock like there was no tomorrow but that was off the table. Instead he licked his lips and eyed Gabe, “Are you going to deny you don’t have any extra naughty fantasies? I always assumed angels were too pure for that but you give a spanking with some serious confidence.” He wanted to be the angel’s fantasy if nothing else, something he could make real as most men had something dirty they often could only admit to a whore like him.