Dimitraeus was boneless, hanging in his King's arms. He panted and moaned with every strike against his prostate. It was so good. So very good. He didn't try to pretend it was Kane. Lucifer was a gracious and also selfish lover. He twisted Dimitri's nipples, causing him to cry out. The ecstasy was thick on his face, eyes glazed over with subspace. No other demons tried to touch him right now. He was only for Lucifer and Kane. Their king nibbled on his ear. "You feel so good. Loose, sloppy, a well fucked cunt. Kane's done a good job." He sneered. He moved them forward until he was pressed up against Kane. Dimitri grasped him with one hand. The other ran across Lucifer's arm. They both moaned. The King's cock swelled and he grasped Dimitri's erection. "Oh, fuck," he keened.<br/><br/>He kissed Kane, or tried to, before he shrieked. Everyone groaned in the room, all of them cumming. He came hard, his cock spasming. Lucifer withdrew from his hole and Dimitri's legs gave, sending him into Kane's embrace. The compliment had him preening, and he just leaned on him. The demons went about the party. Lucifer gave his new fifth house head a single nod before he left them alone. "Thank you," Dimitraeus murmured, nuzzling into his neck. "So. Am I staying with you or am I fixing up my rooms?" Including moving them. But he was so relaxed he really didn't care right now. His mind was numb and he basked in his lover's heat. "So warm," he murmured sleepily.