Dimitri grunted, his eyes glazing a little when Kane grabbed him by the hair and hauled him close. Shit. This man made him feel more alive than anything else he had done in his existence.<i>Never </i>had he felt such things, not even with Michael. The dirty praise had him growling in response, but it was half-hearted before he was pulled into that searing kiss. His nails bit into Kane's arms as he arched up to get a better angle, letting Kane taste him on his lips. Dimitri groaned a little into his mouth. Feeling that hand around his dick made him moan even louder, the sound echoing in the mostly empty bathroom.<br/><br/>"Please," he breathed. His breath caught when Kane pulled at the ring around his nipple, which had long since healed. His hand reached up, trailing his fingertips along his invisible mark on Kane's throat. "Fuck you make me feel alive," he hissed. It was still baffling that only Kane could make him feel these things, but right now it wasn't something he felt negatively towards. No, he only felt good things. "Make me cum you vicious sex fiend."