He could feel the moment Dorian gave himself over…<i>really</i>gave himself, as though he was ready to take death’s hand.  Many of the humans he took into his arms had the same reaction, only very few putting up more of a fight when realization hit.  Those rare few were usually hunters who had spent their lives fighting against vampires.  But for the most part, he found humans all too willing to fall into that darkness, even if they swore to kill him or get revenge, even if they screamed and clawed and kicked.  Once his fangs had them, the euphoria seized their bodies and their minds.  From that moment until their last heartbeat, they were his.<br/><br/>Death, however, was not what he intended for Dorian, not yet.  He still wasn’t done playing with him.  Before it was all over, he wanted this one to feel the walls closing in.  Dorian still had one last job to do before he could send his pathetic little soul on its way down to hell, anyway.  There was no sense in not getting his money’s worth out of the high priced lawyer.  Aside from that, it was also a pleasant way to use him, sustaining himself on Dorian’s blood until he could properly strategize his next move.  He wasn’t keen on hunting the old way for long; it drew the attention of hunters far too easily.<br/><br/>So Kade reminded himself of his true intention, which was to extract enough suffering from this human to settle the debt owed to his lovely garden.  If he couldn’t do that, then how would he ever be able to gather another one?  Though it was a pity; Dorian would’ve made an excellent centerpiece in a new garden.  He had the looks, there was no doubt about that, and his blood was delicious.  His skills as a lawyer could’ve also come in handy, though not so much for getting anyone off the hook for murder, but to keep an ear to the ground for news of crime.  That would’ve been extremely useful in many aspects, and not just as a warning of hunters closing in.<br/><br/>Warmth grew, leeching from Dorian’s tender body and into his.  For a moment, Kade wondered if he really was going to stop.  It would’ve been so easy to keep going, to narrow his prey’s breath until he could pull that last thread of life from him.  It would’ve left the vampire satisfied in so many ways…  That sweet groan coming from Dorian was one of them.  While Kade did have more control, he sometimes lacked the willpower, and it was hard to<i>stop</i>when it wasn’t only his own pleasure from feeding at play, but also the apparent ecstasy radiating off his victim.  It was a heady mix that drew him into the moment, like the one he held was a lover and they were on the brink of release.<br/><br/>That, too, was not uncommon.  Sometimes the pleasure was so great for his victim that they responded in that way.  Kade usually did his best to behave, but depending on the taste of the treat he was savouring, the way their body felt against his, and the allure of their face, he could easily let himself fall to that sin, too.  At times he hated it, such as right then, when the delicious, devilishly handsome human he wanted nothing more than to punish grew weaker and yet more aroused.  Kade had put them in that situation, feeding slowly, trying to draw the moment out.<br/><br/>His greed was awakening more and more…  They sank together to the ground, Kade never once letting go of the hold he had on Dorian’s neck.  The man was fully his in that moment, his body silently begging for more.  In their new position, the vampire could let his hand wander, and it did, pushing back the suit jacket and gliding along a pristine shirt.  He could feel more heat hiding underneath, waiting for him.  It only took a few tugs to free it up enough, and then Kade was pushing his hand up underneath to feel the burn of bare flesh under his fingers.