Dimitri didn't understand it, nor did he dwell upon in. The flutters in his heart, the gentle touch to Kane's neck, the ease in which the demon fell apart in the stronger one's hands. Like puddy he just molded to Kane's desires and that was what made him come here. Dimitri studied things, had to pull things apart until they were laid bare before him. It was just in his nature. Right now though he was just basking in the reaming he was getting, Ian never slowing or going easy on him. When Kane bared his throat, Dimitri groaned and clasped the back of his neck. His bite brought pleasure, and he shuddered at the taste.<br/><br/>It was like ambrosia. It filled him with such life, such lust and passion. He steadied himself against Kane, his body being moved between them. His body jerked, gasping against Kane's throat as his orgasm tore through him. A little blood spilled, but he didn't stop feeding. He hadn't been taking much from him up until now, though he wasn't gorging on his blood, either. No, he took only what he needed, just not the bare minimum. Ian grunted and came soon after, but he fucked him through it. Dimitri shuddered at the feel of his seed inside him, and after another minute or two he pulled back. He had slipped into that state once more, which often happened after his first orgasm.