Ruby was someone Castiel had never felt the need to hold back with. As he kissed her, he didn't worry even as the ceiling creaked. They were both able to handle it.
A year ago they had been full of such hate, such deep and passionate anger. It was a passion that had nearly consumed them both. Now, the passion was just as powerful, though felt a different way. And he poured all of it into the kiss he gave her.
"You're welcome," he grinned before he pulled her top off completely, after letting his coat fall to the ground. His hands slid over her smooth skin, in contrast to the wood pressed against her back. His mouth moved lower, kissing and biting her neck and shoulders.