Dimitraeus snarled at him again, his body shaking with exertion. It had been a really dumb idea to attack him, and not just because Kane easily avoided the blow. "Of course it won't. But it would have made me feel better." He shoved his arm off of him, glaring daggers as Kane stood there and made his own demands. Fucking Christ this was getting on his nerves. "I'm not nice. I don't ask for shit. I take." He was so agitated and irrational, and he really couldn't be blamed after Enriel had ambushed him and then Kane had shot him.<br/><br/>No, he wouldn't ask to be brought back, but his face sharpened into a sneer when Kane wanted him to kiss him. For fuck's sake. They had already had sex. Why the fuck did he want to kiss him again? Dimitraeus figured it had been a one time thing, though he wouldn't deny that the sex had been amazing. There were dark circles under his eyes, the fight leaving him because he really had no other choice, and Kane knew it. The weakened demon stepped forward and leaned up on his tiptoes. He pressed a hand against the demon's solid chest and tilted his head before he kissed him again. Desire surged through him, and it wasn't anything that Kane was doing. It was a tug somewhere deep down inside, and he found himself leaning into the kiss more.