Another full shudder crawled through him. What the hell had he just gotten himself into? The dark promises were almost frightening, if only because it had been literally centuries since he'd last experienced any shred of pleasure. Then this part incubus 3rd house head waltzed into his life (or had he waltzed into his?) and it was almost too much for the demon to wrap his head around. He cursed again, but that was all he could manage before Kane grabbed his braided hair and thrust his massive cock into his mouth. Dimitraeus didn't make a show of giving head, but that wasn't to say he was inexperienced. Not to mention the demon didn't have a gag reflex to speak of, and hey, breathing was overrated as well. Shifting, he lifted his head, in a perfect position for Kane to literally cram his cock down Dimitraeus's throat. There was no speaking now.<br/><br/>Feeling his tail slide deeper into his cock was a mix of pleasure and pain. He could feel his urethra swell a bit and swallowed convulsively around the demon's cock. He made a choked sound, eyes growing hazy with pleasure as his prostate was worked from the base of his cock. With his tail. The idea of being filled with that tail and his cock in his ass was such a blinding thought he reached out and had to brace himself on Kane's hips. Drool pooled out of the corners of his mouth, a perfect image of debauchery. It was just heightened as he dropped the glamour around his tails and ears, which just made him look all the sluttier. The horns were a nice touch, but the scars were still hidden. It wasn't that he couldn't feel if Kane touched them, but that they just weren't visible. His skin looked flawless. Kane had such ideas, and he was helpless against them. All he knew was that his vampiric side thirsted only for his blood, and now his body whored itself for Kane's.