Dimitreaus arched and keened. He kept his neck exposed, moaning with every bite and mark. Oh he loved this. He loved being treated like a fuck hole for his lover. His breath was shaky, panting hard. Oh, god. The sounds were so lewd. He was helpless, boneless. All he could do was try to clench down so Kane could enjoy this to the fullest. He was splayed out, exposed, wanton. Every thrust tore a sound from his throat. How did he even have a voice still? The scars added appeal for them both. "Yes, sir. Yes, give it to me. I want you to feel so good." Dimitri keened again, then gave a whimpering sob. Several of the eggs slid out, making him shake more. Tears streamed down his face. He was so good at making him fall apart.<br/><br/>He arched against him when Kane thrust back inside of him. He was merciless and he loved every bit of it. "Y-you did. You made me like this." His voice was hushed with praise, crying out when Kane came. "Oh yes, sir, fill me up. So good." He pressed a hand to his abdomen, the sounds obscene. But Kane kept him plugged and fuck the amount of cum was so much. "Oh sir I want to be covered in your seed." Then he gasped. His eyes rolled into his head, feeling those eggs swell. Well he hadn't expected that. The pressure on his prostate was infinite. His cock filled again. "Oh, and I h-haven't....F-fuck." He was stammering, babbling, and he came a third time. Only a few drops came out, sensitive and tender all over. But he knew this wasn't quite over. He clenched down hard, but Kane hadn't moved. Arching back, he grabbed Kane a pulled him down for a weak, hungry kiss. He was still crying and utterly wrecked. His will was also shattered. Kane could do whatever he wanted and Dimitri wouldn't be able to stop him. He was extremely vulnerable.