Sam was still trembling when Ryan undid the binds. His shoulders cracked uncomfortably, but then Ryan's hands touched him and he groaned again. "God you spoil me," he moaned, going limp on the bed. He didn't care if he was lying in his own mess. He could wash it off later. As much as he wanted to offer Ryan another blowjob to help his probable arousal, Ryan had turned him into putty under his hands, both with making him cum and massaging the ache out of his limbs. The warmth of his healing was soothing and he grew sleepy. "Hmm," he sighed blissfully. He remembered when Ryan had healed his arm, and that was all well and good. But he wouldn't ask Ryan to heal the scars on his back. They were a part of him.<br/><br/>When Ryan kissed along the deeper scars, he shuddered, not quite against the sensation though because he was so gentle. He didn't outwardly try to harm him just for the sake of hurting him, regardless. "Jeeze I could go back to sleep if you keep this up," he teased, but Ryan was right. He did worry about a lot of things. That had been his life, really, since he burned down his own home when he was nine. He smirked. "I wonder if that's why you and I met. Some sort of lesson to loosen up and take things easier." Slowly he tried to move, grabbing the ends of the sheet with him so he could wad it up and toss it on the ground to be taken care of later. He turned towards Ryan. "May I kiss you?" His eyes glinted. "I mean, I'd rather give you a blowjob, but I'd like to at least kiss you in thanks."<br/><br/>~~~~<br/><br/>Rai couldn't guess half of what Kane was going through, but if he knew, he would be able to sympathize whole-heartedly. They led separate lives, but they both wanted things that the men they were with couldn't provide. Well, for Rai that was past tense. He hadn't been with anyone romantically in years. Hence the uncomplicated sex and one night stands. Easy food. Get rid of some urges. If he was desperate enough he would visit sex clubs to get some of the kinkier urges dealt with. But Kane hit all the right spots, and it was probably wise that things didn't progress further.<br/><br/>Rai had enough with relationships, after all. He was outright scared of falling in love again. Having been left so many times, and having his heart broken...None of those things were happy memories. He had only had one true love, and even that had been taken from him. This screamed a repeat even before it got anywhere. However, Rai gave him a smile, hiding his own pain well. "No need to apologize." At the mention of getting a drink, he shook his head, amused. "You just want to see me drunk," he teased, reaching into the closet for one of his silk shirts. It was blood red, matching his hair, and he'd already adorned black slacks that were loose and comfortable. The shirt buttoned up, and he put the necklace on to hide his features. His wings slid into his shoulder blades before he put his shirt on and buttoned it up.<br/><br/>"Some fresh air would be nice." He reached for his keys, glad his demonic features were hidden. His tail would have been flicking with agitation. So much for casual sex. But Rai would get over it soon enough. As it stood, as much as he denied it, he somewhat enjoyed Kane's company.