God he hated this man. Demons weren't prone to lying, so to speak, but they could omit the truth and he just didn't trust Kane. Yet he couldn't find his tongue as Ian let loose and fucked him wildly. It only felt good because Kane was here. If the other left, this wouldn't have felt pleasurable. When Kane pushed his fingers into his mouth, Dimitraeus groaned louder, arching closer, his hair pulled taunt as he fought for more of a taste. Though Kane's words came across as condescending and he glared at him, but didn't stop sucking.<br/><br/>Dimitri hissed and pulled back from the digit, glaring at him even harder. If looks could kill. He cursed as Ian continued to fuck him, the only sounds coming out of him gasping breaths. "Not on your life," he growled. God, dammit. The image Kane painted in his mind made him flush even harder and he reached down to tug on his cock. "Fuck you," he hissed out. He turned his head, shoving back against Ian and away from Kane. The weaker demon put an arm around Dimitri's chest, pinning him there while he fucked up against him.<br/><br/>It felt good, and he didn't know why he was fighting it. No, he did. He was paranoid. He didn't think this was just happening for the hell of it. Why was Kane even here. His eyes were glowing red as he stared up from his debauched state. "Why are you here?" he said, his eyes fluttering at the deep thrusts from Ian's long cock. Meanwhile, Ian looked respectfully at the demon lord and shook his head. "Never thought he'd enjoy this." Ian looked at Dimitri slowly falling apart in his arms. He was beautiful, but dangerous, like an exotic snake. Dimitri hadn't even heard the comment, his legs falling to the sides, letting Kane see the whole show even though the question was still strong in his mind.