Dimitri was spiraling out of control. So much pleasure, so much pain. So much...was it love? It certainly felt like it. His heart was palpating in his chest, causing such a euphoric high from his prior orgasms and Kane's utter devotion. God he was so fucking hard. When Kane arched he groaned and licked up his chest some more, until he came face to face with his jugular. Wounds healed by will, and most of the time it was subconscious. It was possible if he injected enough venom he could at the very least make the area more sensitive.<br/><br/>He hissed again, then slid his fangs into his throat. The slow piercing was akin to Kane's tail sliding into his damned cock. Pain, chased by pleasure. Possibly enough to get Kane to cum more inside of him. He tightened himself, making Kane have to force his way into his ass with each thrust. Dimitri wanted to cum, but Kane's grip on his cock prevented that. Really, though, he wanted to feel Kane's cum deep inside him. His stomach was still slightly indented from his first load. He moaned against his throat, swallowing slowly, taking his time.