It was easy for him to pinpoint the exact moment of surrender.  He treasured it, as it was a pleasure all its own.  It was just as satisfying to hear that word uttered,<i>vampire</i>, as if being recognized was a stroke along his ego.  Kade hummed out a gratified sound against the man’s throat, lips spreading in a sly smile.  The tide had changed, and he eased his hold as Dorian’s movements became more agreeable.  Soon enough he was being kissed, wanted, tasted with the need he craved to feel from the other.  It didn’t matter that what Dorian said contradicted his actions.<i>I hate you. I hate that I want you.</i>Those were useless words when the rock of his body and the heat of his breath were far more applicable to their situation.<br/><br/>Having Dorian on his back was nicer, even if he’d enjoyed the more prone position.  He liked how the human pulled him close, how their bodies fit more intimately together.  The friction between their moving hips caused him to moan, both from the pleasure along his own cock and the hardness grinding up against him in return.  He’d debated for a long time—months, in fact—how he would share a bed with Dorian in such a way.  Kade himself wasn’t picky in bed, and though at times he felt like feeling one pleasure over another, or being in a certain position, more often than not he didn’t care and played more into what his lover wanted.  Asking Dorian what he preferred would’ve been ideal, but he was worried it might break through the haze of pleasure and let sense back into that keen mind.  After all the distance, the fighting, the tension, Kade<i>needed</i>it.  Considering the power struggle between them, he decided to dominate the man in this way, as well.<br/><br/>His hand pushed along Dorian’s waist and hip, moving silk out of the way.  He paused to caress and squeeze the man’s ass.  He wanted to make every inch of the human’s body his, to make it crave him like a drug.  That, along with his hunger for the sweetness of Dorian’s blood, had him completely captivated with every sound and every movement beneath him.  Kade tugged almost violently at the silk top, popping buttons off until he could spread the material out and feel direct heat from Dorian’s bare chest and stomach.  His mouth sought that heat out, even as he kept tugging at the pants to work them farther down.<br/><br/>There was a sudden explosion of warmth coming up at him when the waistband popped off over the human’s erection, a pleasant thud sounding as it bounced back against his own firm body.  Kade remembered the shape of it from when he’d held and stroked Dorian months back, forcing him to orgasm in mere minutes.  He had nothing as simple in mind for this encounter, and so he chose to ignore it for the time being.  Instead, he traced his mouth to a nipple, kissing the delicate bud, flicking his tongue at it once.  Then, without warning, he bit down around it, bracing against Dorian’s reaction.  Before the night was over, he was going to break his prey, at least in the art of carnal pleasures.