Dimitraeus jerked and groaned. "Fuck you," he hissed, then squeezed his eyes shut. Yeah way to be literal there. But, at the same time he glad that Kane put a tie around his dick so he wouldn't blow his load seconds in. Feeling his cock disappear into him was divine. It would've been even better if Kane had pushed his tail inside him, but he'd noticed that Kane had been a little under the weather. Since he was alive it wasn't hard to connect the dots. When Kane teased him further all he could do was glare, mouth clamped shut because, really? He did. And that was just all sorts of weird.<br/><br/>No, he didn't want to make the situation awkward, and when they both started moving, it was easy to make it not awkward. Moans left him, muttering nonsensical words as he moved his hips to meet Kane's thrusts, sending his cock as deep as he could. Evidently he was so out of practice he hadn't the faintest clue where Kane's prostate was. It was just easier for Kane to be in control. Each clench or roll of his hips brought forth a different sound from him, his face flushed with a mix of pleasure and arousal. He surged up, as best he could anyway, and wrapped a hand around Kane's neck to bring him in for another kiss. He could taste himself and Kane, while he reached another hand out to stroke Kane's dick. That might shut him up, the arrogant ass.