There wasn't any shame in his eyes as he stared over her, watching enthusiastically as she stripped the bra from her body. Eyes darting up to meet her own, Sam found himself grinning at the realization toward what it was that they were getting ready to do. What she was getting ready to let him do. He'd always had a thing for the handcuffs, they both knew that by now, and he was getting ready to show her exactly as to why that was. Reaching out with an arm, he secured the cuffs to the headboard, taking the time to double check and make sure that she was perfectly comfortable before he decided to do much of anything else.
"We don't need that," he told her, tipping his mouth toward her neck to place a kiss there. "After all, we're gonna need these in the future. It'd be a shame to let them go to waste." He kissed his way down her neck slowly, his own excitement growing as soon as the idea of being able to do whatever he wanted with her took over. Grinning, Sam found the area just between her neck and shoulder and gently bit down on the exposed area. He was testing her out for a reaction, waiting to see if the idea bothered her. He certainly wasn't a vampire, but Faith might not have felt that way.