"Yes," Sam verified, "that's exactly what I want. For you. This is all for you." He didn't even bite her. Sam thought about it for a second, the taste of her blood tempting him at the tip of his tongue, but Sam didn't do it. Not now. Later. "You're beautiful, you know," he murmured against her neck, "everything that you are. The good, the bad - I love you so fucking much."
With a bit of difficulty, Sam pulled his mouth away from her neck and moved down, reaching for her feet. He tugged her boots off one by one before carefully swinging a leg over her hip. Sam kissed Ruby again, this time deeper than before. She needed this. And he, in return, needed to make her happy. There was nothing more in the world that would be able to satisfy him tonight. Just knowing that she was content and away from all those awful thoughts would be more than enough.