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Tweak says, "TWERK BREAK"

winchester, sam. (ex_demonbloo908) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2011-01-14 22:14:00

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ruby, sam winchester

WHO: Sam & Ruby
WHAT: It's a science project. What happens when you put Envy and Lust together in a closed environment without any supervision?
WHEN: Evening.
WHERE: THE PANIC ROOM.
RATING: HIGH.

Deep down, Sam knew that this was wrong. He shouldn't have been running around and flirting with all those other women - harassing some of them, even - just as he shouldn't have been been so carelessly driving Ruby more and more insane with his behavior. Furthermore, Sam shouldn't have agreed to come down here, to the panic room. Shouldn't have begged Ruby for the blood. And he sure as hell should not have opened that metal door, ordered Dean to get out now, and stepped aside carelessly as his brother made his escape. To where? Michael? The end? His death? His gut instinct begged for Sam to pursue him - forget about the sex and blood, it said, Dean needs you; he's gonna get himself killed - but instead, Sam walked over to the cot lodged against the far wall and plopped down on top of it.

The panic room was a valuable place, especially to him. This was where he had detoxed, back when everyone had found out about his demon blood addiction. This room, these walls - everything about it screamed of bitter memory, pain, and horror. It was only worse now that Dean was also playing the role of victim here, trapped inside against his will, carrying on with the same twisted mindset that Sam had carried himself during his stay here. Except it was worse.

And Sam still couldn't find it in himself to go after him. He cared, sure (if he didn't, that unpleasant feeling wouldn't have been twisting around in his gut), but his priorities were a little...skewed. He'd have sex with Ruby. Once. Or twice. Maybe three times, capped off with a little extra blood for the road. Yes, she had said that he'd only get just enough for the sex, but, well...

Lust was a powerful thing. And he was beginning to crave far more than just the feel of her warm body now that the thought of Ruby's blood was bright and fresh in his mind. Licking at his lips, Sam clasped his large hands together and looked to the door. She'd be down soon. With the blood. So much blood.

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ex_demonbloo908
2011-01-15 08:37 am UTC (link)

The panic room began to shudder under the grasp of Ruby's power, but Sam knew that it would hold up just fine. Bobby was no fool. If he wanted to build this place to hold him down against supernatural creatures, he'd build it tight, strong, and damn near unbreakable. Sam didn't even flinch. "I'm not just some hunter," Sam said boldly, stepping around the trap carefully, as to avoid being within arms length. The trap really wouldn't hold her - they both knew that - but for the sake of the game he knew that they'd play it like it did. "I'm the best at what I do. Like you." Sam raised his brows skeptically. "Supposedly." Sam shrugged, tucked his hands behind his back, and began to walk. The path his feet traveled circled the trap evenly, making it so that Sam was able to observe Ruby from all angles. He was playing it off so that it looked like he was doing it to be predatory and dangerous. Really, Sam was just trying to get a good view of her ass. If he couldn't touch her right away, in accordance to his own pesky rules, he was more than allowed to drool over that body of hers.

"Who said anything about just salt and water?" Sam raised his brows, feigning surprise. "I've got a lot more up my sleeve than that." Sam didn't explain. Instead, he moved back in front of her, smiling without so much as a fleck of shame written onto his face. "You have something that I want - that sweet little ass of yours included," Sam admitted freely, shrugging. "The thing is, I can't be too sure if you're just gonna up and give it to me. Demons. Real good for the hunt and game, not so quality when it comes down to sealing the deal and getting things done nice and neat without someone falling over with a knife jabbed into their back. I don't trust you. 'Cause, hey -" Sam spread his arms out on either side of himself, as if he didn't have to explain himself at all. "Demon. So, we're gonna have to do things my way."

Sam smirked again, this time much more broadly. "Besides, I never said anything about not wanting to be different. I said I wasn't going to be what you wanted me to be." He toed the line separating hunter from demon and looked Ruby square in the eye. "Christo."

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frostandsnow
2011-01-15 09:14 am UTC (link)

Least he was admitting it. "I think I like it when you watch me. I mean its got to be getting to you right? Wanting me. Its got to really hit you deep down where it hurts the very most. Ruby streached languidly, right there in the trap, arms reaching up highlighting her chest, cause much as the coma girl really did have an amazing ass it was the breasts that Ruby liked the most. Sam...well sometimes it varied. Seemed to be the ass right now. Which she was entirely fine with of course. But the stalking around her was all sorts of fun too. "You're trying to intimidate me now huh?" she asked. "I did hear you were one of the best. Sam Winchester, other hunters aren't your greatest fans though are they, they think you're a freak, maybe a little bit too much like us for them to ever trust you. Must be hard. Maybe it'd be easier just to give in" she wondered as he went on talking about what he'd do to her.

"You grew a pair then?" she asked. "What exactly do you have in mind for me and who knows, maybe I could throw in a few pointers, we might as well make it tickle right? Or do you actually think you're going to hurt me." That said though she shrugged and started pacing the trap herself, she could still feel the invisible walls even if it didn't hold her anymore. "But its funny you should mention that cause me, I'm not bad at deals. Not at all. And you are just so much fun to have around Sammy I don't think I want to give you up to them right away. So lets you and me have a talk about that pretty little word. Cause yeah you're right, its pretty much a certainty I'd screw you over and laugh about it." And she would have, they both knew it. That's who she had been.

His way was to come next. He was right up at the edge of the trap and Ruby's mind was full of possibilities. What would he do, grab her, tie her down to the bed, cut her then and there. What he ended up doing was more of a suprise to her because much as she'd wished she couldn't shift the affects of this word. She supposed because it wasn't physical. She flinched, eyes shifting black and lips curling into a snarl. She'd hated showing weakness in front of hunters and that word reduced most demons to weakness with its power alone.

"...That wasn't nice" she told him, moving to the edge of the trap and stopping with near accurate precision just where the invisible barrier would have held her, just inches from Sam. She tilted her head up, nowhere near on a level with him.

"Tell me what you want to be?" she asked him, leaving her eyes as they were. He liked them like that sometimes.

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ex_demonbloo908
2011-01-15 09:58 am UTC (link)

"Or maybe it's getting to you," Sam replied, "'cause as much as I've been looking at you? I've noticed you've been doing some ogling yourself. What is it that you find so appealing about me, Ruby? The idea of getting to tangle with someone who would kill you just as quickly as he'd screw you? The thought that, maybe, if you play your cards right, you'll get to have me all to yourself before having to hand me in to Big Boss, whoever that may be?" He tilted his head to the side, as if he were standing right there on the spot trying to read her to the best of his ability. Sam didn't need to. Half of this stuff was made up for the fun of the game, especially this next part. Because God himself knew that Sam was more than fulfilling in this department between the two of them, especially lately, as far as he was concerned. "Or is your sex life so sad that you've gotta come begging to me for some action 'cause you can't find it anywhere else? Tsk. That's really sad. I almost feel sorry for you." He was mostly screwing with her now. Which was good. Sam wanted her all hot and bothered when he took her. He'd walked in wanting a bitchy demon in his lap and that was exactly what Sam intended on getting. If that meant he had to shout Christo at her for the next ten minutes to get it, then so be it.

Deals. A nice distraction worth throwing onto the table to piss him off - all things with Dean considered, after all - but Sam bit back what little response it drove out of him (more like a short, brief glare of annoyance) before breaking back into that confident stance he'd taken on before. Better to play the cool, collected, confident hunter than the one that was scattered all over the place by his emotions. Tonight, anyway. Sam couldn't change the reality of the emotional hunter he was trying to avoid being, even if he wanted to. It was just the way that he was.

"I have given in to something," Sam told her, finding it surprisingly easy to focus back on taunting her. While staring her body down. What was it with her ass tonight? "It was unexpected, but it helps. And it certainly gets the job done. Now." Sam was sure that if he wasn't already feeling terribly odd, he'd have probably felt bad for throwing that intimidating name out at his soon to be wife. There were old tricks in the books that got to demons and, even if the holy water and rock salt didn't quite have that old shine that they used to on Ruby anymore, he damn well knew what saying that word would do to her. It worked though. Got him that angry surprise that he wanted. He'd have to do it again. Smug, Sam found he was more pleased than disgusted at the sight of her eyes turning black - again with the dark mood. He did like it.

"I can't tell you." His voice was lower, attention suddenly fixed on Ruby's lips. She was so close. All he had to do was lean in...why had she moved so far out by the trap lines? She was trying to break him. Trying to...those lips...she was so...

"But I can show you," Sam continued, "if you think you can manage to play nice for a while."

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frostandsnow
2011-01-16 04:03 am UTC (link)

She was still glaring from what he'd said to her when she'd heard him ask why she was staring at him. And she couldn't deny she really was. Why wouldn't she. He was magnificent in so many ways, and he was hers much as their current game said otherwise. She wasn't going to lie to him either, not really. "You're tall. I love a tall man" she told him, remembering their discussion on one of the first occasions when they had met, "And then there's that whole antichrist thing" she added. She was teasing herself though, as much as she was him. Being so close, so damn close to his lips. But he wasn't breaking yet. Wasn't kissing her, he hadn't done anything he'd promised her yet. Though he'd hurt her with that word. That had been something. She hadn't expected it and it had infuriated her, but she supposed that was what he'd craved. His demon, angry, furious even. Bitchy. He'd said he wanted the bitch.

"You want me to play nice with you? Me? Don't you get how this works yet. You threaten and rant and rave cause you've managed to get me in a trap and I wait, juuust long enough till you get overconfident and mess everything up. Then I break free and we start all over again. Or I break your neck, which would be a waste frankly. It looks good on you" she continued, just watching him for a while. She loved the attitude. It most definitely suited him and that inbuilt arrogance, it did something to her, it always had.

"So you can't tell me. Then go ahead and show me and I'll see if I can't fake nice. Cause you couldn't actually make me play nice if you tried. You do realise that?" She was finding it easy, remembering that old smug bitchy attitude she'd put to the side when things with Sam had begun to heat up, the attitude she'd realised she didn't need because to get Sam playing on the side of hell all she'd had to do was be a comfort. Be there when Dean was in hell breaking the first seal. Seduce him, be lover and family all in one. But he didn't want even that Ruby. He wanted what he saw before him, she might look different but the attitude was all there, it was natural in a lot of ways. Much as she really really did want to move her lips closer. Kiss him, let him have his way with her.

But that would ruin the illusion of course and that wasn't why they were here. He'd talked about givng in to something, she supposed he meant the blood. If she knew Sam that would be next. The bed in the corner, straps and all seemed appropriate, and yet on some level Ruby knew she should be more worried, more nervous about all this. But Sam had been so convincing, was still being so convincing and when it was just him and her and nothing else, the world seemed right.

"You gonna stand there staring at my ass all day Hunter boy or are we gonna dance this dance?" she asked finally, changing her stance in the trap so her face, and consequently, ever so tempting lips, moved back from its edge

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ex_demonbloo908
2011-01-18 07:04 am UTC (link)

The pull of lust made it next to impossible for Sam to keep himself from kissing her. In fact, if Ruby hadn't pulled back when she had, Sam probably would have leaned in, dragged her from the trap, and pushed her down hard onto the cot that he had so many bitter memories of being strapped onto himself. It wouldn't be like that. Not bitter. Bittersweet, maybe, but not bitter. Smiling in a cross between frustration and relief, Sam tilted his head forward and, once again, repeated the one word that he knew would shake Ruby right down to her very core: "Christo." As she reacted, he stepped into the trap quickly, maneuvering himself so that he was standing behind her. Large hands darted out to seize Ruby's own, seeking to pin them behind her back so that she couldn't turn around or attack him.

"Like I said before," Sam said pointedly, dragging her arms back tightly, "you should really try playing nice with me. It'll be far more beneficial on your part, in the long run." Sam pulled Ruby's body close to his own, doing it so that she was pressed in close. Leaning in, Sam put his mouth to her neck and playfully nipped at her skin. "I don't see why it'd be such a big deal for you to do as I say, honestly. It's not like you're not getting what you want here." Hunter trying to control a demon. Probably wasn't the typical confrontation expected, but he was Sam Winchester. And he was also incredibly hungry to taste Ruby - in more ways than one.

"You could give in," Sam continued, "or you could try to fight me. Pull the typical demon charade of 'I'm better than you, Hunter, let me show you how evil I am.' Chances are, you'd get your ass kicked back down to that hole you crawled out of as a result, but hey. Knowing you and your ego, I'm willing to bet that you don't think I've got what it takes to send you back. But do you really want to take that chance? Wouldn't it just be so much easier to play along? No one has to know. None of my friends. None of yours." Sam smiled against her neck, grip on her arms still painfully tight. "It'll be our little secret."

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frostandsnow
2011-01-18 07:26 am UTC (link)

The word, coupled with his touch. Ruby knew what she'd have once done. And dammed if she wouldn't do the same thing now. A Hunter reacting to her like that, damn right she'd use it. Play like it was another game, kiss them, fuck them and then when they were at their most vulnrable she'd kill them without hesitation or regret. Of course she wouldn't kill Sam, but she wasn't about to let him win so easily. He could have his little game, even using that damn word, even gripping her arms, pressing himself against her, and she could feel just how much he wanted to take her right then and there, even with all that, she was playing him still.

"I am better than you. But if you really want me to give in if you're really looking to go there with a demon you've stumbled on the right one." Truth was even before she'd loved him, she'd have jumped at the chance. Sam Winchester, the Boy King, the one that everything built up to. He was here, now and he wanted her. "Is it just the sex you want, or is it power over a demon like your friend Ava has. The ability to make one of us do what you want to do after being dangled like meat on a hook for so long. Cause I get it you know, I do. I get the need for control" she told him laughing in spite of the situation, the laugh turning to the slightest of moans as he nipped her neck. "Alright Winchester I'll play nice. You can have your fun if thats how you want this but don't for a second believe I won't kill you the second you let your guard down. And believe me, fucking me. You'll let your guard down." she told him leaning back against him and twisiting her body against him. She knew how hard he was for her and even if she didn't have her hands she could make him crazy.

"Our little secret right?" she confirmed, teasing as much as he could, he'd eventually give in, throw her down, drink from her and hurt her in the most exquisite ways possible and through all of it she would be the only thing on his mind. His. And he would be hers and no one elses.

"Just you try and take me Hunter" she told him. "See just how far I can bring you down"

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ex_demonbloo908
2011-01-18 08:07 am UTC (link)

"Maybe it's not control I'm looking for," Sam breathed into her ear, "maybe it's something else. Something inside you that'll give me far more than the pleasure of getting off on you." Sam squeezed his eyes shut and moaned lowly as soon as Ruby began to push back against his body, already aching for every bit of pleasure it could reach. The sin that had struck him wasn't playing it easy and, because of that, Sam was more than eager to take it out on the first person that he could get his hands on. Fortunately for him, that person was Ruby. It was also very fortunate that she was being more than cooperative. And oh so good at being cooperative, too. Hands releasing her wrists, Sam put his arms around Ruby and pulled her in close, breathily pushing up against her just to prove as to how badly he needed her.

"I won't let my guard down," he promised. "Keep that in mind and I think we'll get through this just fine." Sam bowed his head down once more, kissing at her neck excitedly. Yes. He needed this. Needed her. More than anything else in the world, this was what he needed the most. She was so beautiful. satisfying. Everything that he craved in a woman and more. He couldn't resist her. Not even for a second. "Besides, you might change your mind," Sam said, letting go of Ruby just long enough to back away toward the cot in the corner of the room, still very much highlighted within the edges of the shadowed trap spinning along the ceiling. "Once you have me, you might not be able to let go. Might not ever want anyone else again." He fell to a halt at the bed, then tipped his head to the side and gestured for Ruby to follow him over. "Also something you should keep in mind."

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frostandsnow
2011-01-18 10:32 pm UTC (link)

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

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ex_demonbloo908
2011-01-23 07:37 am UTC (link)

What he wanted was really very simple, yet so terribly complex at the same time. Heart pounding wildly in his chest, Sam's teeth sank hard into his bottom lip as he tried to restrain himself. Take her, an urgent voice growled from somewhere deep inside the back of his mind, she's yours. She wants you - what are you waiting for? "The straps," Sam began, pointing to them with a hand. They were pinned down on either side of the cot, built in so that whoever it was that was being held captive in the panic room couldn't escape. Last Sam could remember, he had been pinned onto that damned thing. Writhing in agony, screaming at ghosts, and begging for blood. It wouldn't be like that this time. No, it was going to be good. And he was going to have his blood. Eager, Sam met Ruby's level gaze, briefly taking the time to find the even height between the two of them odd. Funny, too, sort of. Sam smirked at her, large hands sliding forward to grip at Ruby's hips. He pushed her back hard so that her shoulders slammed against the wall lining the other side of the bed, an insistent look quick to overtake his features.

"Lay down. Let me put the straps on." He let his eyes wander down her body, greedily raking in every curve and flash of skin. "Then let me take what I want from you." His attention fell to a rest at the curve of her breast. He'd cut her there. There was a vein, one he recalled being very, very easy to drink from. She would let him cut her open. Then he'd drink her down and repay Ruby in more ways than she could begin to imagine. A tiny trace of a smirk twitched at the corner of his mouth at the thought, his need for her body and blood intensifying more and more by the second. What Sam lusted for didn't stop at sex. Not with Ruby. She was able to give him more than that - more than anyone else in the world. People claimed that sex was a quick way to tear a man down; doubling that dose with something as powerful as providing demon blood to a man like Sam Winchester made Ruby the iceberg to his Titanic and then some. Sam knew that. And he'd be damned if he didn't love it.

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frostandsnow
2011-01-23 11:24 pm UTC (link)

She wasn't suprised when he told her what he wanted. He did have his favourites when it came to their sex life, and he had always enjoyed tying her up, or down, or wherever seemed most conveniant. In this case it happened to be the straps on the bed, all the better for him to take what he wanted from her. And she'd already begun to get her reward when he slammed her back into the wall, hands gripping her hips tightly. Her man really knew how to please her. He always had. He was staring at her like there was nothing or no one else in the world but the two of them. Ruby knew what she did to Sam, she'd always known. And once upon a time she'd used it to his detriment. But now it was different. Now they were together and that was all that was important. Because you didn't just look at someone like that if you didn't love them.

He told her to lie down and Ruby obayed wih a murmered yes sliding down from her position against the wall to lie on the bed, hands and feet falling in to place so he could do what he wanted as regards the straps. She had some idea of how it would go, he'd get her where he wanted her and then he'd cut her. Take her blood. She knew on some level that she should refuse him. Tell him it was better if it was just sex, just proving it was she, and only she, that he wanted. But she wouldn't. No, Ruby already knew Sam was going to get his fix from her, and a great part of her didn't care. He got what he wanted, he always gto what he wanted.

He was smirking at her again, just watching her much as she knew full well he knew every inch of her. "Take what you want" she told him, still with the cockiness of her previous life. The game wasn't over. "But remember what you promised me."

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ex_demonbloo908
2011-01-26 06:21 am UTC (link)

Sam didn't wait around. He dragged her wrists in place and sealed them tightly within the straps, leaving Ruby very little room to move as she pleased. That was the point. She didn't get to move like she wanted. Sam was the one in charge here; Ruby was just gonna have to sit back and enjoy the ride. Ankles were quick to follow suit, large hands pinning them down against the tiny makeshift bed as firmly as they could, before Sam was fully satisfied with where Ruby was positioned. Take what you want, Ruby had advised. He had her permission. It was all that Sam and his incredibly large craving needed. Ruby's say so. Now that he had it, what could have possibly held him back? The sins were easily clouding both of their judgments, making them do things that they both knew better than to willingly give into. Unhealthy doses of sex. Unwarranted threats in places where they didn't belong. Now, this. The demon blood. The one thing that sent Sam over the edge and into an extremely dark place, with a very high chance of him never being able to come back, and they were diving right on into it without a second thought. Why? Because they could. Because it felt right and because, most importantly, it was what they wanted. What Sam wanted.

Finding the knife was a quick and easy process. Figuring out where he wanted to drain her, alternately, was a little more difficult. His lust for her blood was overpowering, but it still meshed in with Sam's unbearable physical attraction to her. That perfect, little body. Sam loved everything about it - from the turn of her neck to the curves of her hips, he honestly couldn't figure out where he wanted to begin. Breath coming out in heavy, desperate huffs, Sam anxiously ran his eyes over her body repeatedly. Here she was. Vulnerable and ready. His. And he couldn't make a goddamn decision.

Brows knitting together in frustration, Sam decided to point the blade at the top of Ruby's chest. He'd take it from her there. Then he'd take it again, someplace else. Then somewhere else after that. Ruby had said yes to him drinking from her just this one time, but he knew that he'd be able to convince her to give him more later. All he had to do was play his cards right, push her in all the right ways - it'd be easy, really, so long as he put all his heart into it. Ruby liked that. Liked when she got his full attention, liked when he acted like she was the only thing in the world that he wanted. Especially lately. Even with his mind all clouded, Sam wasn't entirely blind. He knew that there was something weird going on. But right now? He saw it was more of an advantage than a disability. It had to be if it was enough to convince Ruby to let him drink from her again.

He licked at his lips excitedly, watching with a perverse sort of pleasure as the knife tore through Ruby's flesh. It had been so long since he'd tasted her. So goddamn long.

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frostandsnow
2011-01-30 12:46 pm UTC (link)

She supposed there were women out there that wouldn't have understood this, how easily she let him do these things to her, tie her down, hurt her. Even without the overwhelming need she felt lately to make sure that he was hers and that he wouldn't ever look elsewhere for what he wanted, she enjoyed pleasing him, it didn't make her weak, it was simply that she knew Sam well enough to know that he loved it, and she'd had to drag it out of him even when all she'd been doing was lining him up for Lilith, That dark part of his soul, the blood coursing through his veins, it needed this, it needed control and pain and pleasure. And none of the other women he'd been with could give him as much as she could. No, He needed her. Only her. No one else was worthy of Sam.

He was watching her too, she could almost feel it, his eyes burning into her body, tracing every curve, every inch of her. Her clothing wouldn't surrvive what was to come, she was pretty sure of that too. She watched him consider where to cut and was unsuprised when he seemed to decide on her chest, just there at the curve of her breasts, he'd always enjoyed there, Ruby had to admit she'd been hoping he'd take it from her thigh while pleasuring her but she knew Sam well enough to know that he'd make this all worth her while. His one drink. Just one, just for this and just because he needed it to make it all better.

Because he had asked it of her and he needed it. The blood began to pour from the wound as soon as the knife had lifted and all Ruby could do from her position was meet his gaze. "I love you" she told him knowing he couldn't hold out too long before he lept on her and drank from her. And then he'd be a little different, a little darker and a little more forceful then usual. But that was okay just this one time. She knew how to deal with that Sam as long as he didn't take too much.

He was focusing on nothing else but her, no other woman would even enter his thoughts for the forseeable future.

And there could be nothing better.

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