There was no denying the rage that was playing like flames in Kane’s eyes as he gazed upon Dimitri. Up till this point Dimitri was pretty damn good at running away unless Kane had him trapped so the turn of events in having the demon stride over and plead his case was rather unexpected. Kane looked only half interest, his expression cold and half stoic as he tipped his head to the side with the words of Dimitri’s pleas floating through his ears. How... curious.<br/><br/>“Do I know that?” He asked with an arched brow, “I know you want some part of me.” Mostly the sick and depraved part if that was anything to go by with Dimitri being putty in his hands when he did everything in his power to take him apart and flay him open. He reached out his hand, not moving slowly as his gesture held great confidence as he moved his digit along the underside of Dimitri’s neck, tracing up the column as if daring him to try and hide away the vulnerable bits that Kane hadn’t marked yet. “One thing is certain, I can keep you’re thirsty for it.” He said with a low growl. This upset didn’t make him want Dimitri any less, but it did make him want to torment the man all the more. Make him sob and lose his mind in their twisted little games. After all, this is where they were at their best. In bed. Not with an actual relationship that was healthy and supportive but rather the carnal lust and chemistry between two insatiable demons.