Drake hesitated with his back turned to Kane. He carded a hand through his hair, still obviously damp. The locks fell around his shoulders and down a little, still a gorgeous red even with how weakened he was. He looked over his shoulder. "My curse. I don't feel good things. My happiness is more greed than true joy. I don't love. I don't feel pleasure, which means that sin is under the table. But the rest are more than welcome in my twisted mind. I'm a psychopath." He turned towards him, just as Kane came up and engulfed them in flames. He'd been bitter and angry as he said those things, though the more he spoke, the more weary he became.<br/><br/>When he blinked, they were in his quarters. Relief filled him and Hidalgo let out a chirp before twining around his neck. He stroked his head affectionately. "Years ago I was in purgatory, and I found Hidalgo. We've been together since, and even with the curse I feel something for him. Though now it's love." He shrugged. He'd miss these emotions, but there was nothing he could do about it. "But none of that matters. I do appreciate your help." His temper had dwindled down with his relief of being home, with his wards.<br/><br/>He snorted at Kane's comment. "Did you now. We, I'd be lying if I said I hadn't enjoyed the sex at least." He gave him a slight smile, then went over and grabbed his clothes from beside the bed. He put them on before he laid down, groaning as he sunk into the plush bed. He had to find comforts in something, letting his greed swarm around him. His tails became a nest for him to cuddle in, looking oddly peaceful as he passed out within seconds.<br/><br/>~~~<br/><br/>It hadn't been five minutes before Eden popped into Dimitraeus's room. The smell of sex flooded his nose and his lips twitched when he saw Kane, naked in all his glory. He would never get tired of that body. It was, in his eyes, Kane's best quality. He was dressed in a pressed white suit, his blonde hair looking almost white against his skin. "I thought I felt you two come back." He moved up to Kane, running his fingertips down Kane's chest.<br/><br/>"Lucifer needs to see you and Dimitraeus," he purred, eyes filled with lust. But they turned towards the demon in bed. His brows rose. "Well isn't that interesting," he murmured, sensing the curse had subsided. Eden had never really cared when he 'died' and was down for two weeks or more, but this time was different. He could feel how sated the fallen angel was, which amused more than irked him. He walked silently up to him, knowing he was out cold.<br/><br/>"I think I'll spice things up a bit for you Isael," he murmured, so close to his ear that it penetrated Dimitraeus's sleep, yet didn't wake him. It was also too quiet for Kane to hear, unless he really tried...Eden pressed a hand to Dimitraeus's back, between the scars where his wings used to be. The curse also prohibited Dimitraeus from healing his wings, which of course would have been black, and due to being infused with demonic energy, would likely be demonic in nature as well. Eden had made him a demon, but the insanity was still there. It was just better controlled and utilized in a way that suited him.<br/><br/>Now Eden pushed energy into him, forming lust. But not lust for everyone. Just one demon in particular. It would make things far more interesting between them, and since Dimitraeus still wouldn't be able to love he really wouldn't have to worry about a relationship forming.<br/><br/>"It's a shame I can't convince you both into a three-way." He sighed in longing and looked back at Kane. He kept his voice quiet so he didn't wake Dimitri. "I'll go with you. We'll let him rest."