Dorian felt his heart break a little. It didn't seem right or fair that he was going to die for the lifestyle he'd chosen. But then, he supposed it was fit justice. An avenging angel, indeed. His eyes closed, trembling against the other as he felt his blood leave his body. He couldn't even believe that such a creature existed, yet the reality of his situation was smacking him in the face, rather hard. Dorian found himself gripping onto Kade, like a lifeline. A merciless one. Because he didn't deserve mercy. Maybe he didn't deserve kindness, either. He'd spent his entire life chasing others away from him, keeping everyone at a distance. It had only gotten worse when he'd become a defense attorney.<br/><br/>When Kade brought them both to the ground he didn't even fight it. He was lost in the euphoria. It felt so good, better than being drunk. Hell it was better than sex. He was hard, and he arched up against him with another groan. "Please," he whispered. "I'm sorry." He didn't want to die. He wanted to change his life. He needed to get his shit together, to find a better existence. He'd already been wanting to change that. Dorian had already been toying with the idea. He just wasn't sure if he could really find another job that paid so well. So he supposed it really was a greedy lifestyle.<br/><br/>When Kade slipped a hand up under his shirt to span across his stomach, he wondered absently if he was going to be gutted. He was starting to feel somewhat dizzy as more and more of his blood was being drained. He still felt so good. There was no pain. It would be a rather merciful way to die. The touch was electrifying, and he sighed and a hand reached up to curl through Kade's hair, holding the vengeful creature to his body. It was a dark, wicked dance. And with what was happening to him, he didn't want it to stop. He even opened his legs to let the other fit between them better. Even though his mind was at war with his body, he had accepted his fate.