She loved when he let go, when he controlled her, when he smirked sometimes like he owned her, thats the side of Sam she needed to cultivate, but this...gentle like this, she was almost confused to say that she liked it. Liked how he made her feel.
"Good" she told him almost snuggling into him, oddly enough she felt less in control of the situation now than she did when he was making her beg. This wasn't part of the plan.
The light touch, the gentleness. She wanted him all over again, not that she was about to say it even if her body seemed to be betraying her she wouldn't let him known how much.
"I'm here for you Sam, You know that" she said, letting her eyes droop lazily closed much as she knew he'd have to leave. She had gotten oddly used to this, lying him his arms or in the bed beside him, just talking or just....this.