Her blood. Of course her blood. He craved it, burned for it practicly and she could feel just how much every time he pressed back against her too. He let go of her wrists and pressed deeper against her kissing her neck and immediatly her hands slid along her chest and down her stomach, she was almost ready to grab his hands to help satisfy her when he pulled away and moved across the room to the bed, it was still within the trap, still part of their illusion. Their game. And Sam was teasing her, telling her she'd never want anyone else again once she had him, and if she was honest. That bit was true. And he was beckoning her. Keeping to the attitude he seemed to want with her Ruby strode over to the bed, climbing up on top of it to meet his height. She wasn't going to just lie there to be strapped in, no, he was going to have to work for what he wanted.
"So" she said, finally at equal eyeline to him. "Are you going to tell me what you want Sam? Or do I have to just figure it out as we go, cause amusing a concept as that is for a gal, Hunters are a whole new breed of messed up. Much as Ruby enjoyed submitting to Sam usually and letting him take control she wasn't going to make it that easy for him this time. Oh no, he was going to have it hard. Not of course that hardness was any kind of issue for him around her when she turned on the charm. A fact she had to admit she was very very proud of.
But his lips at her neck had been electric, his touch taking her to places only he ever could with her. Pure need, pure want. She didn't know how long the act would last. Sam would get what he wanted from her, she knew that, and he'd pay her back as he knew she liked. She just didn't know quite how