The massage had Ryan pretty much melting and moaning as he went along his back it was an erotic sound but it couldn't be helped since Sam had to be doing something sinful to make it feel that good. The sound didn't get any better as he touched the feathers the wings starting to tremble as Ryan gripped the bedding and almost purred and then sobbed with the sensation. There was something to intimate to the man touching his wings and he didn't realize how sensitive to touch he was... Sam hadn't played with him after all and something told the fire marshall that the half angel would melt under the right hand as he clearly got easily over stimulated. Ryan tried to stay still as Sam took care of him but it didn't take long to have him panting as more desperate little sounds escaped.  It was possible he needed to the distance, control, and restrain to dominate because if almost felt like Sam could make him cum with a massage and brushing through his feathers.<br/><br/>----<br/><br/>Kane showed no signs of being annoyed by Rai's bossy attitude. He was not a 24/7 dom and preferred to have someone on the pushy side, after all Drake and him had hung out for so many years getting ordered around was second nature. Before that it was his crime boss and before that his father... there was always someone there to push. Now it seemed Eden had gotten his clutches on him and was abusing this nature in Kane where he wanted to go along with things, after all what was the point in rocking the boat? The sat down looking at ease as Rai spoke about what he did and nodded in very real empathy. "I can understand that. I just... want to at least have contement. I thought I was close to reaching it before but now I'm just so... angry... all the time." he admitted for the first time out loud that his head wasn't on straight and he didn't know what to do.<br/><br/>"As far as dying at least it's an option. Being saved it never fun and well... you probably read the demon tongue tattooed on my body, I can't die. At some point I had to stop trying." some would see it as a gift, a blessing, but he saw it for what it was a wicked curse to make sure he would never rest and let his sanity be consumed till the end of the time and till somehow against all odds it was lifted. So few things brought pleasure any more and none of it felt like it had a point.