His skin pricked, feeling Kane's gaze on him and his pendant. How quickly everything could unravel if the demon decided to just remove the pendant. Sure he was pretty damn invincible but it would just suck being vulnerable again. It sucked now even. Dimitri didn't even get far before Kane was there. He scowled at him but kept his usually sharp tongue in check. Pissing Kane off was just stupid, and he wasn't stupid. No, he wasn't the brightest in the bunch, with all that power going to his head, but Dimitri had sharp wits about him at the very least. So he stayed still, barely even breathing as the shards were removed from his injured hands.<br/><br/>But then Kane got into his personal space again. His bones went rigid and he squirmed when Kane wrapped his arms around him and pulled him out of the chair and back towards the bed. "Kane," he protested, practically digging in his heels. Lying against the heat of Kane's skin he shuddered and his stomach did a curious little flop. Was it fear? Arousal? He frowned and his breath stuttered in his throat as Kane started to kiss it. "I...we can't..." Dimitri choked on the words. Fucking christ he was as weak as a human right now and completely at Kane's mercy. "I'm...cursed. I can't feel pleasure." Though was that really the case right now? It didn't seem like it, which just perturbed him even further. He'd been so consumed by his thirst for more power that he hadn't ever toyed with what he'd be like without relying on what he wasn't.<br/><br/>And, well, he had the face the facts. Kane was going to find out one way or another and there was some twisted part inside him that<i>wanted </i>to tell Kane everything. He bit down on his tongue, sharp enough to bleed himself even more. "Dammit." Why was his mind even in the gutter? Well...there was a hot, powerful demon lying against his back. His heart stammered, pulse loud in his ears. His tails were curled around Kane's legs, and his ears pressed tight to his skull in nervousness. "Just...go? I need to sleep." His protests were weak though, and his eyes fluttered before his head fell back, giving Kane more room. He hadn't felt pleasure, real pleasure, without so much agony, since Eden had turned him into a demon.