Dimitri's hand curled into Kane's hair as they made out, moaning with every thrust Kane made. When they pulled back for air, he laid back on the mound of pillows. Kane was moving so slowly, and it was so erotic. He was used to just hard fucking, but this was different. Then Kane came and he cried out again, his back arching beautifully for him. All the scars were on display, and he was so hard. The sensation of being obscenely filled left him trembling, right on the edge.<br/><br/>He whimpered when Kane pulled out, cum trickling out of his ass. Another shout left him and he bent his knee, exposing himself more to the feel of his fingers pushing into him, moving around and making a mess. "Oh, fuck Kane. Shit." He raised a hand to his face, gripping his own hair as he rode Kane's fingers, pushing down on them, pulling them deeper inside. When all of Kane's fingers surged inside he screamed. His body twisted as he came a second time. "You...fucking hell how...god damn you make me cum so much." He keened for him, writhing like a bitch in heat.