"'Kay," Sam mumbled, shifting heavily against the bed. His arm flopped around her waist, fingers smoothing over the leather that she'd worn. Just for him. Sam didn't care what anyone said, demon or not, Ruby was one hell of a girl for going out of her way like that. There was a good chance that she hadn't actually expected Sam to be able to make love to her tonight, yet she put it on anyway to make him happy. That was the kind of woman he had and it made Sam proud to be laying in bed beside her. "Thanks," he said tiredly. "You're..." He pulled her closer to him, savoring the feel of her body warm against his own. "You're my favorite -- my favorite demon." She also happened to be the only demon he could ever love. Ruby was special in her own way and, even when he was stupid drunk, Sam found he could appreciate that.
Sam buried his face against her, drawing in deep breaths. He was tired. And Ruby thought they should have been resting. Sam wanted to have sex with her, but if she insisted on relaxing first...Sam closed his eyes, convincing himself that he would soon be able to have his way with Ruby. Just as soon as they got some relaxation in. His mind grew fuzzier than it already was and Sam almost instantly began to drift off. It was easy to, when everything was all dizzy and his mind was functioning more slowly than usual. Still, Sam found he could concentrate on one thing -- he tightened his grip around Ruby and smiled softly. He hadn't intended to end up here tonight, but in his drunken state Sam did exactly what he had wanted to for months now. And, damn it all, it felt good. He was home. They were home.
It didn't take long. Between the effects of the alcohol, his emotional exhaustion, and the comfort that the bed and Ruby provided him, Sam quickly fell asleep with Ruby in his arms.