Dammit. Sam should have known better than to not expect for Ruby to act out the second he started running his mouth about how she hadn't gotten under his skin in the slightest. It was one thing when they were competing about something normal, but when it came down to sexual temptation they both knew that Ruby always won. She knew how to get him riled up - she knew just where to touch him, how much to touch him, and she usually savored doing so during times like these, without a single doubt. Sam could recall spending time at an ice skating rink once, with Ruby pulling the same kinda crap with him there as he was now. Fortunately for him, they weren't in a public place at the moment. They were in their apartment, safely tucked away from prying eyes. That meant that if Ruby kept turning him on, he wouldn't have to worry about people gaping at him for not being able to control himself. Honestly, he'd felt like a useless teenager back then, one who hadn't known how to keep himself in check. Ruby did that to him, even now. Grown man and all and she still somehow managed to get at him in all the right ways.
It was incredibly unfair.
"R-Ruby," Sam said quickly, one hand sliding down to meet one of her wrists. He didn't still her though. Instead, through clenched teeth, Sam looked across at her and said, "You're unbelievable." He wasn't irritated, though. Just surprised. Definitely surprised.
Also, he was starting to get hard again. Another dammit.
"Okay, okay - look, you win, too, okay? You..." Sam breathed out sharply through his nose. "I call it a tie. We're at a draw. See? I couldn't take it anymore. I don't even think I can take it anymore now, so please, just..." Stopping would be good. Or maybe she could keep going, but more. Sam squeezed at her thigh again, head bowing just enough so that his forehead was resting on her shoulder. She was tiny, all right, but he'd be damned if she didn't know how to impact him in a big way.