Sam's eyes were a bit hazy, and he gave him a warm, shaky smile when Ryan knelt down. Then he was being kissed, and he groaned into it. He pushed against him as much as he could, tried to get physical contact between them. But Ryan wasn't having it. Only his hands and mouth. The kiss was divine, and he shuddered at the fact that Ryan didn't mind tasting his own cum in Sam's mouth. When Ryan touched his cock he groaned out loud, his head bowing. "Ryan," he moaned. "Hmm I did," he breathed, licking his lips. He shuddered and jerked under the touch of Ryan's hand along his spine, and it didn't take long for him to cum either. The words, his confident stroking. He cried out as he spilled his seed all over the bathroom floor. His body jerked as he was stroked off, moaning for him.<br/><br/>~~~~~<br/><br/>Rai only felt pleasure, when he knew otherwise it would've hurt. "Such a big cock. So deep inside me," he groaned. Since he'd healed, he could feel Kane work for it, and he could feel it when he came. He shuddered and trembled, so close. The drug kept him on edge, kept him pumped with euphoria and pleasure, and he was still hard. Yet Kane stayed inside him even as he softened. He could feel him and he squirmed. "Get out of me if you're done," he hissed, whimpering at the sensation as he squirmed under him. "Damn that fucking demon drugging me. And yeah, I know I'm one but I don't hang around other demons." He reached down to try to stroke himself, to try to get off again. But another wave hit him, and he just clutched the bed, whimpering. "God I want out of here."