Sam had leaned against the door frame to steady himself. Ryan's outward admission to wanting him made him smile big enough to light up the whole room. It took away a large part of his unease. Sam closed his eyes then and reached down to grip himself, trying to reign in that desire, his arousal threatening to consume him. When Ryan told him what he wanted him to do, Sam's eyes opened. There was only a moment of hesitation before he pulled off his shirt and pants, discarding his boxers as well. Naked, he strode over to the bed, not bothering to hide his erection. It was still torturous that he couldn't touch Ryan the way he wanted to, but he imagined that if things progressed the way they did, Sam would be rewarded with that. A round about way of hoping Ryan would be okay with it. Only time and patience would tell.<br/><br/>Sampson knelt on his knees and leaned forward on to his elbows, exposing his scarred back and ass to him. Muscles rippled and flexed as he moved into Ryan's desired pose, shifting his weight onto his shoulders so that he could grip his arms behind his back. His cock grazed the bed and he took a sharp breath. He too was amazed by his stamina. Some sort of lingering effect from Kane's mark? He wasn't sure.<br/><br/>~~~~<br/><br/>Rai took in a breath and let it out slowly. He lowered his ears, unwanted thoughts coming into his mind. He shook his head to clear them and forcefully chuckled. "No one," he said. His voice was soft, breathy, and full of desire. Even with the thoughts, Rai was still so hard. The lewd way Kane spoke about him made him shudder. "And you're absolutely vulgar," he teased. When Kane pushed a finger inside of him he gasped. It wasn't enough, not hardly, though his fingers were very long. They just weren't hitting the right spots. Within moments Rai was squirming about, and he made a sound of frustrion. Damnit. Damn him. He knew just how to push his buttons, just how to make him want more. Rai wouldn't give in though. Not yet. He struggled again, scrambling to grab on to something. Something with leverage so he could pull away. He used his strength, making Kane work for it. Where was the fun of just giving in?