When the cuffs clicked into place, Faith grinned and tugged lightly, causing the metal chain to click over the headboard. If she really tried she could have snapped the metal or splintered the wood, but she sure as hell didn't want to. So she held back, the gesture more playful than resisting as she smirked.
"Definitely gonna need them," she agreed before she tilted her head to give him better access. As he bit down she groaned, arching her neck slightly and pressing more towards his mouth. Maybe it was because of what she was, or maybe it was everything it represented, but for some reason she found being kissed and even bitten a huge turn on. Her heart sped up and for a moment she wanted her hands free to grab Sam's head to encourage him more. The handcuffs jerked more sharply against the headboard before she relaxed again.
"So," she murmured, already slightly breathless. "You gonna tell me these plans or just show me?"