Dimitraeus groaned against him, shuddering. Fuck their chemistry. He knew it wouldn't last. As soon as he was healed, all this would go away. Every fiber in his being wanted to find a way to make Kane's life hell, but he'd already given his word not to cross him. Well, that was going to end up quite boring. He glared at him more, a near permanent scowl marring his features when Kane pulled back. Again, fuck their chemistry. Now he was aroused again, and since he was naked Kane could obviously see that he was hard.<br/><br/>But he backed up a few steps. "No. Fuck this situation. If you're not going to take me back I'm going to just go lie down." It was obvious he realized he was defeated and not going to get what he wanted. He hated being at Kane's mercy, even though it was erotic as fuck. Kane exuded power and confidence and under all his exhaustion and frustration Dimitri wanted him. At the same time, he wanted these stupid emotions to go the fuck away. He missed his sociopath nature. Turning, he went back to the bed, shaking his head. "Hate to disappoint but that will change in about two weeks or so."