Sampson wanted to punch something, but he wasn't really a violent person...Okay perhaps sometimes. But he wouldn't hit Ryan, ever. The other had gone above and beyond and he believe it would break something inside him if he stooped to such a low. That and he was driving. God he needed a drink. He scrubbed his face with his hands. "You know, up until the alley, I never believed in the supernatural. Demons, angels, none of it. I know there is...was...a part of me that loved Kane, and I hate that I hurt him, but I can't help but wonder if it was just the mark. I don't trust myself right now and the last thing I want to do is rebound on you." He seemed to have calmed down some, and he looked over at Ryan.<br/><br/>"What he did to you, that man...demon...whatever. That didn't taint you. You were traumatized, and that's very different. I bedded a demon...several demons." He shuddered and became faintly nauseated. God how had he stayed sane during that time? "Are you a demon?" he asked suddenly, wondering because he was Kane's son. Hell they looked alarmingly alike. "Not that it would change things. Fuck, I don't know. I just don't know anymore. I'm still playing catch up with all these damn memories." And he mildly regretted not trying to work things out with Kane but he wanted to work things out with Ryan and he had made his choice. He would have regretted it more...<br/><br/>~~~~<br/><br/>Rai looped an arm around Kane's neck, closing his eyes to fight the sensations. It wasn't the same pleasure, and the depth was exhausting more than enjoyable. That and the fact that it had been torture, not some casual BDSM play. He liked blood play, but not to this degree. Cuts, scratches, being whipped so hard he carried deep welts on his body. But usually even then he was so well fed he healed up in no time. Right now he was drained to the very bottom of the barrel and it was absolutely exhausting. "You're not very good with sarcasm, are you?" he muttered, his head resting on Kane's shoulder. "I'd really rather have sex with you or maybe watch you have sex with someone and feed that way. I don't need much to heal my wounds." Though god he was tired. "Thanks though for getting me the fuck out of this place..."