Without the intention, Sam cursed out under his breath. Ruby suddenly increasing her grip on him and placing her mouth onto the exposed skin of his neck all at once felt so damn good. Oh, yeah. He craned his neck to the side, giving Ruby more room to work. He was definitely up for another round. There was no doubt about it.
"I like seeing you happy." It was one of the greater parts of what they did together. Sam knew how to get her off good and proper and it easily turned a bad day into a good one right after. That wasn't to say that he didn't like what Ruby could give him. Because lord knew, she could give it. But it was during moments like these, where Ruby was willing to do practically whatever he asked of her that Sam felt it was important for her to remember that it didn't always have to be about him.
"Is that what you want?" He looked over at her, eyes meeting her own. Go to a club. Play the role of mysterious gentleman. Sam had never done anything like that before, but he thought he had a good idea on how it was supposed to work. "'Cause if that's what you want, then it's yours."
Sam stretched his leg out a bit, feet hitting the narrow area that was the bottom of his part of the car. "I wouldn't entirely protest the escape from your tiny vehicle."