Dimitri growled at the lewdness coming from his lover. They were at least that. Anything more would be too complicated right now. They'd staked their claim on one another. Feeling Kane's see him so much, he pulled away with a groan. "Oh seven hells. Fuck you've filled me so much." He grasped Kane's head and arched back, letting him access the healed piercing. Blood trickled down his jawline, not much, but anymore and he'd feel sick. There was already so much lewd behaviour been them. He cried out when the tail went from torturing him to jacking him off. The sensation made his eyes roll again. He came again, harder than the first time. It was deeper, more. Spurt after spurt emptied from his cock until he was left boneless. Kane was the only thing plugging the cum on his ass, and he collapsed on top of him. His chest heaved, sated and boneless. "Somehow I feel this is the best sex we've had so far," he said, voice gravelly from screaming so much.<br/><br/>There was also something different about him. Every which way, white streaks of hair had appeared over the last orgasm and the completion of their bond. His hair wasn't solid white, and it didn't make sense why it was there. He sighed in contentment, not fighting how he was feeling. Dimitri just wanted to come down from his high. And oh what a rush that had been. "I don't have any plugs here. If you want to plug me up you might want to take us back home." Right now he didn't understand what he was feeling, only that it wasn't something so terrible.