"I like it better when you tease and give me what I want right after," Sam replied, kissing her neck firmly. He wanted to give her something for being such a painful tease - twice over. Sam bit down, careful not to dig his teeth in too deep out of fear that he might spill her blood. The last thing that he needed was to have his addiction get between them right now. When he felt that the spot he'd picked was right, Sam covered her skin with his lips instead and began to suck at it. A hickey wouldn't last as long as the ring on her finger - hell, Sam wasn't even sure if it'd last over the next hour with the way Ruby could heal up - but it was a definite territorial mark all the same. Once he felt satisfied that he'd effectively left a mark behind, Sam pulled back, examined the red circle on her neck, then grinned triumphantly. It took him less than a second to lean in and kiss it, his mouth already eager to explore the rest of her body now that he'd attended to business at her throat.
"I think I'm gonna leave a few marks on you," Sam said, brows rising a little. "Starting there," he said, speaking of the hickey he'd just left her. "And ending...well, we'll have to find out, won't we?"
Sam's hands slid up to the shirt - his shirt - that Ruby was wearing. He went for the top button, tearing at it carelessly. He didn't care if he popped the buttons off or if he ruined his shirt altogether; so long as he got to do what he wanted with Ruby, it wouldn't matter. The loss of a shirt he could pick up at any given thrift store to replace wasn't going to be any added weight to his shoulders, honestly.
Pulling it off her was easy enough. Sam threw it somewhere, pausing when Ruby spoke again. "It's not wrong," Sam told her darkly. The darkness that was coming out in him was her fault, sort of. He got this way with her sometimes. But the darkness mixed in nicely with the sweetness, something that Sam was also very eager to dish out at his lover. "And I like it when you try and prove your points to me. You do it well." Sam grinned. "Annoyingly." He ducked his head down again, moving to leave another hickey on her right shoulder.