"Yes," Sam replied, taking his sweet time with the motion of his hand. He wasn't in a rush. Why would he be? Teasing her like this was one of the most glorious things in the world. Even though she strained against the chains and pushed at him in desire, Sam did nothing by way of physically easing that need. He just kept touching her. Slowly, evenly - probably somewhat painfully on her part, but it was the good kind of pain. The kind that he often dreamed about. Teasing her was a personal pleasure of his. It was hard not to enjoy the desperation that came along with it; the mounting need, the noises of frustration, the begging. Sam may have seemed like a gentle sort of guy, but he was anything but when it came to the bedroom. Hard, violent, and sometimes what other people even considered as cruel was how he played it. It was how they both played it. And it worked for them surprisingly well.
"You are bad. But is that such a terrible thing, being bad?" He kissed her shoulder. "You get this. That feeling I'm giving you now. It's nice, isn't it?" He stroked at her a little bit harder, taking satisfaction in the knowledge that she was already ready for him. He was ready for her as well, but that wasn't how this was going to work. He could wait. "Of course, if you don't want to be bad..." Sam smirked, then slowly began to pull away from her. Hand sliding out of her underwear, he released his hold around Ruby's waist and stepped back entirely. Just like that, she was left to it, all hot and bothered and chained to the ceiling without any idea on where he was or what he was going to do next.