Dimitri let out a pleased growl when Kane kissed at his neck. It, this, everything was just nice. Nice. That's what it felt. At least, that's what his mind determined. He gnawed on his lip a little, trying to decide if this was a sign. But Kane distracted him with his mouth. He swayed on his feet, pressing his hands to his chest and digging his claws in a little. "Well, it seems I'm rather reliant on you these days." He shook his head. "Too many thoughts. I need to write these things down. It's too much." What he wanted right now was to not think. Kane's comment about a blow job resolved that debate. Dimitri fell to his knees, grabbing Kane's dick and stroking it some. He worked to get him hard and leaned forward to lick along the underside of his cock.<br/><br/>As he hoped, his mind started to go numb as he started to worship Kane's rather large dick. God he was endowed. And that piercing. He tugged on it lightly with his teeth. He never bit his dick, even though he could make it pleasurable, though Dimitri wouldn't deny him if Kane asked. The demon began to work his cock into his mouth, giving him what he asked for. He obviously didn't mind. Before these emotions started to pile on, he'd enjoyed exchanging blood for pleasure, and hell if he didn't know how to give head. Dimitri would worry about everything later. There were a lot of questions, but it all seemed too much at once. He didn't want to overload either of them.