Dimitraeus couldn't quite believe that they had been going at it through two of his own orgasms. But now there was a third, making his skin tight and his balls draw up. His nails were drawing red rivulets in Kane's skin, and he could feel the heat of his energy against his own flesh. It was erotic, hot, and euphoric to such a degree he wished it wouldn't come to an end. He felt Kane arch up and shove his dick harder, causing Dimitri to grind his ass in circles on his thick cock. Feeling it swell, feeling that hot cum filling him up caused his own back to arch, groaning full and deep and loud.<br/><br/>He felt so full, and it was just astounding how good it felt. He'd cum twice, once with Kane's help and once without any touch to his dick, and touching his cock now made him cry out. The pleasure and pain sent him over, shrieking and spasming on top of the upper demon. The heat almost burned him from the inside out, and he felt marked even harder by the demon. That notion wasn't enough though to bring him down. He rode that high until he fell forward, Kane's cock still buried in his ass. "Oh...fuck," he breathed, turning to look over at Kane. And so he just stared at him, wondering how such an event could have happened and had felt so delicious he wanted an encore performance.<br/><br/>However, Dimitraeus started to shut back down, pulling back from the good feelings, back to where he was safe, back to where he was a cold unfeeling bastard. No, he wasn't fully healed. Yes, he was still tremendously vulnerable, but nothing beyond a huge surge of energy and massive amounts of blood could quicken that process. Closing his still-glazed eyes, he took a breath and moved to get off of him. "Thank you," he said, voice hollow but the words still uttered in a meaningful way. The blood, the sex, they were both something he would cherish in his own heart. Slowly, he moved to stand, wincing in pain, though it was oddly satisfying.