Dimitreaus froze, then growled low. "The fuck. I am not giving you that damned information so you can play hero or villain." Of course he had no idea why Kane was asking, and he wasn't going to prod about it. Kane was an elusive bastard. It just pissed him off more. It really was just a guess, and he'd hoped that Kane would've just asked for a kiss. "This is why I don't feed from demons." He wasn't the only vampire demon, but he wasn't powerful enough to take blood without owing favors. Sure he bargained with his spells and potions and hexes, but that was another ball game entirely. He backed up further, feeling his gaze land on Kane's throat. He could practically smell and see his blood. "Fuck you," he hissed.<br/><br/>The rest of what Kane said went unheard. Unless Kane rushed him or followed him immediately, he popped back to the underworld. One of two things would've happened depending on Kane's reaction. Should he follow him, Kane would see Hidalgo disappear, for his own protection. Dimitreaus whirled around, eyes glowing red even through the glamour. It really stuck unless he was injured. Right now he was just hungry. Snarling, he took a step forward, having obviously used up the last of his control to try to bribe Kane to feed him. But now that he was only inches away, lust suddenly swarmed Dimitri's senses. His pupils blew wide and it literally sent him to his knees. He groaned and struggled back to himself, long enough to grit out. "What did you do to me."