Faith returned the kiss just as eagerly, pressing herself against him. It felt good, it felt so damn good to be free to do that, kissing the man she loved.
"It actually hurt you a little to say that didn't it," she giggled lightly. "Anya was right. But don't worry, I'll never tell her. The smug would be unbearable."
The ex-demon had been more right than she knew though. They really did need to celebrate, more than just surviving another close call.
"I love you," her eyes lit up as she relished saying the words out loud. "I love that I can tell you. I love that I'm here with you. I am completely and totally in love with you Sam Winchester." she grinned brightly and kissed him again. "And I want you. I really really want you."
She tugged at his shirt playfully with a mock pout. "And you're wearing too much. Again. Do you know how much I was wanting you to just take your damn shirt off in there?"