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</div><br/><br/>Dimitri gasped and groaned, then turned and glared at him. However he couldn't deny how fucking hot it was that Kane could literally manhandle him however the fuck he wanted. "You're a sick bastard you know that?" he grouched, feeling like he was going to end up with blue balls before long. Though he also knew that if he really wanted to defy the other he could just go off somewhere and finish himself. But alas, where was the fun in that? He did have to lean a little on him, exhaustion still weighing heavily on him. "I am so sleeping for a week after this," he said, groaning softly as the water sluiced over his skin.<br/><br/>He let Kane bathe him, using his blood to heal the more minor damage. He would probably need another session with Kane's healing fire, but for now it would do. Dimitraeus was no longer on that verge of dying repeatedly. Being immortal was awesome, but it fucking hurt too. When he was cleaned and covered in fresh pink skin, he stepped out and got a towel, his dick still hard. "Like a phoenix," he said, with a smirk towards Kane. It was true. Everything did feel right. Maybe it was a good thing he was no longer reminiscent of an angel. They perhaps still had to work out this deal with his being related to Diana, but that was neither here nor there. Kane wasn't pushing him away, and he took that as a pretty good victory.<br/><br/>However, he was tapped out for now. He pet Hidalgo, who had wound himself around his neck like a necklace. "If you ask Kane nicely he might get you what I promised. Otherwise you'll have to wait a little." Murmuring to his companion, he nicked his finger and drew a symbol in the air. He couldn't just snap his fingers or silently summon his armor. Though it, too, seemed to have an upgrade. It was a little bulkier, stronger for sure, though he didn't wear the helmet. Instead he wound his long hair up into a bun with his bangs hanging free, his horns re-emerging to cascade back like glorious, vicious looking ram horns. Lastly, his wings protruded, and he got a first glance at himself in the mirror. "Well shit I am hot," he preened.