Dimitri was left a literal hot mess. He was quaking against Kane, whimpers and whines escaping him. It was just one thing after another, everything since he'd run into Kane at the party. Right now though he really couldn't argue against his presence. Not when he was milking every drop of pleasure from his body, until he was squirming to try to get away. However, Kane was completely unyielding. Those fingers were merciless, wringing even more sounds of pleasure out of him. He gasped out a breath at his demand, but Dimitri couldn't even catch his breath before he was flipped around. "Kane," he choked out. He felt the demon crowd up behind him, felt completely overpowered by him. He choked on another breath, digging his nails into the wall when Kane started to push inside of him.<br/><br/>"Oh, fuck you're thick." Dimitri bowed his head, forearms pressed against the wall as an added support. He was hot, thick, and long, and he burned as Kane worked himself into his tight hole. it had never felt good being taken by another. There was always raw pain, often bleeding, and the prostate was pretty much a foreign concept to the demon. His dick wouldn't even get hard. He didn't rape except with the shadows. But this was different. Sure there was a little pain, but it felt good more than it hurt. He cursed his name more and canted his hips back. His dick was already starting to harden again, and he realized with a breathy laugh that perhaps he was so uptight because he didn't normally enjoy getting laid. Oh the irony. He still hoped Kane would take his fill and leave him, but Dimitri also wanted to enjoy it while it lasted. "Don't stop," he groaned, reaching behind him to grip Kane's hip. He really didn't care how slutty he sounded.