He didn't waste time, he didn't try being cute or teasing, no, he took what he wanted, slid into her almost as soon as he could move her legs apart enough to do it. She pushed back against him as she knew he liked her to do, agressive, moving in tandem with him, moaning his name as he bit at her neck. Maybe he'd draw blood, maybe he'd want her to go for the knife again, or maybe this was just about release, maybe this was just Sam giving in to that darker side of himself.
Or maybe he was just as desperate as she was.
She just let herself go with it, every nerve in her borrowed body, every inch of her skin tingling, her true self lingering just underneath as he pushed into her harder and harder.
But she was holding back, keeping her eyes human as he was looking into them, there was a part of her, just that part that she wasn't sure if he was ready for yet.
She closed her eyes, it was the only way to unleash all of herself and please him.