Sam stumbled back a little at the push, but he found himself feeling more amused by the gesture than anything. He inhaled sharply through his nose, then forced himself to look at her. It was hard to resist her through her reassurance on the fact that she 'needed' him, so Sam found that stubborn lock he put over his instincts loosen. She wanted this. If she changed her mind halfway through, he'd somehow manage to give it a rest. Even if that meant he'd be spending the following hour holed up in the shower.
"Okay." Sam put his arms back around her and, with a warm smile, lifted Faith with both arms. In a single gesture, he took that final easy step over to the bed and dropped her onto the mattress. Kicking off his shoes, Sam then climbed up to join her, using his long arms to his advantage as he pulled her in for another kiss.