In the heat of the pleasure he was feeling, it was hard for him to notice that Kane was a little freaked out by his random act of kindness. Not that he would have blamed him. Dimitri was<i>not </i>known for being nice. He grunted in response, then laved his long tongue around Kane's fingers, sucking on them while he moaned. The heat of his mouth, his tongue, his other fingers surging inside him. Fuck he was so hard. His eyes rolled shut, shamelessly thrusting into his mouth. He was so close, but the damned demon seemed to know when he was about to cum when he pulled out and away from him.<br/><br/>He groaned. "Fucking bastard," he hissed, gripping the bed sheets, as he tried to gather his head. Pleasure just sent him into such a high. He never wanted to come down from it. To be away from all the negativity and misery in his stupid, meaningless existence. An existence that for whatever the fuck reason Kane enjoyed. Feeling the head of his cock at his entrance, Dimitraeus spread his legs to accommodate his girth. Each time Kane fucked him he felt so damned full to the point of greed. He wrapped a leg around Kane's back and surged up, bringing him deeper, causing him to cry out.