Pike moaned lightly as her nails slid up his chest. Right now he couldn't care less how long the scratches would take to heal, although they couldn't have been that bad, because he already couldn't really feel them. He didn't put up a single bit of resistance as Faith tugged him up, and momentarily lifted his arms to make shirt removal easier. If either of them were paying attention, they would have noticed that his chest looked completely unmarked, but Pike sure as hell didn't notice.
His hands started out at her ribs but quickly snaked around to her back, pulling her flush with him as he began dropping fervent kisses down the side of her neck. This one, he figured, was okay as long as he didn't get teeth involved. Meanwhile, one hand remained at her back, keeping her pressed against him. The other began roaming slowly downward, coming to rest a moment on her backside before sliding up under her shirt, savoring the warmth of her skin against his.