Faith opened the door to the motel, and tossed her knife down on the table. She examined her hand, the knuckles all torn and bloody. Dirt smudges were on her cheek, and a deep scratch was already healing up on her neck.
"Please tell me we have alcohol," she said, sitting down on the bed.
Dean & Sam
Dean was immersed in reading the paper, but almost subconsciously grabbed a nearby bottle and placed it forward on the table.
"You ok?" Sam looked up from his laptop from where he sat up on the bed.
Faith
"Yeah," Faith nodded, grabbing her medkit and seating herself down at the table. "Peachy."
She started dressing her wounds.
Dean & Sam
Dean completely ignored her and continued reading.
"Need any help?" Sam offered, without moving.
Faith
"All under control, thanks."
Faith barely looked up, still attending to her dressings.
"I'll be glad when I'm completely 100% though."
Sam & Dean
Sam nodded, then hesitantly focused on his computer again.
"Oh wow, that's a bit gross," Dean frowned suddenly.
"What?" Sam looked up.
"They're advertising a local burger joint a bit too close to the obits. Oooh, free bacon!"
Sam rolled his eyes.
Faith
Faith rolled her eyes.
"I'm gonna take a quick shower. Enjoy your bacon, Dean."
Dean & Sam
"Not coming?" Dean looked surprised.
Sam shrugged.
"I think she's had enough of the outside world for today by the looks," Sam mused a little.
Faith
Faith turned the taps on and undressed, waiting for the water to adjust to the right temperature. Once she was satisfied, she stepped under the spray, tilting her head back and letting the blood and dirt wash away.
A few minutes later, she stepped out, wrapping herself in a towel. She opened the door to the bathroom.
"He gone?" she asked.
Sam
"Yep!" Sam bellowed out, not having moved a muscle since.
Faith
Faith raised an eyebrow in thought, then hung the towel back on the rack. She walked out of the bathroom naked, and went over to her bag to get clothes.
"Wicked."
Sam
Sam didn't notice at first, but when he finally glanced up his eyes glued to her.
"Faith it's freezing in here," he said simply.
Faith
"I noticed," Faith said, tilting her head slightly to look at him, while her hands rummaged through her bag.
"That's why I am about to put something on."
She paused, grinning cheekily.
"Unless you have another way to warm me up?"
Sam
Sam tilted his head slightly, raising an eyebrow.
"Now?" he asked.
Faith
"Well, if you don't want to..." Faith trailed off.
She pulled a shirt from her bag.
Sam
Sam closed his laptop and put it aside.
"I never said that," he hinted, sitting up further.
Faith
Faith put the shirt back down and took a step towards the bed.
"So... what are you saying then?" she asked coyly.
Sam
"What do you want me to be saying?" Sam teased in return.
"I'm the one that needs to apologise, remember?"
Faith
Faith grinned and climbed on the bed. She straddled Sam and leaned in to kiss him.
"I'm sure you can find some way to make it up to me."
Sam
"Maybe I'll just let you have your way with me," Sam offered, slowly moving so he was laying down.
Faith
Faith grinned and ran her hand through her hair.
"You don't want that."
Sam
"Maybe not, but I owe you one," Sam reasoned.
"And I trust you."
Faith
Faith kissed along Sam's jaw, before moving them down his neck.
"You might regret that, Sam," she said, with a hint of darkness.
Sam
"Like I said," Sam strained his neck to kiss her head, "I trust you."
Faith
Faith slid her hands underneath Sam's shirt and she grinned wickedly up at him.
"How much?"
Sam
"Ok," Sam chuckled nervously, "no knives. Nothing that breaks skin or leaves a scar. Ok?"
Faith
Faith grinned.
"What about something that... holds you back?"
Sam
"Oh you think you can, huh?" Sam teased.
Faith
Faith grinned and licked at his neck.
"I know I can, Sam. I'm a real life superhero."
Sam
"But it's not a monster you're up against, it's a demon," Sam pointed out, biting his lip.
Faith
Faith brushed her lips against Sam's.
"I still think I can handle you. Plus, you'll behave," she told him. "You'll behave for me and I'll repay the favour."
Sam
"Sounds fair," Sam smilled, finally pressing his lips against hers.
Faith
Faith kissed him back, fingers already unbuttoning his shirt.
"I'm all about fair," she murmured.
Sam
"I've noticed," Sam assured, massaging her shoulderblades with his fingers.
Faith
Faith grinned slightly and sat up.
"So, last chance. You sure you trust me?"
Sam
"I'm sure. How often am I gonna have to say it?" Sam mused.
Faith
"That was the last time," Faith told him.
She climbed off him and stepped down from the bed, then walked over to her bag of weapons. She pulled out a pair of cuffs and then went back over to Sam, swinging them around her fingers.
Sam
Sam couldn't help but look a little nervous, but waited for her to get back.
Faith
Faith smiled faintly, and hopped back on the bed. She pushed the shirt off Sam's shoulders, leaning down to kiss him again.
"Don't be scared," she murmured against his lips.
Sam
"I'm good, I'm good," Sam was half convincing himself as he let her take his shirt off.
He leant in to kiss her again.
Faith
Faith kissed him back, slowly, hoping to distract him as she raised his arms above his head.
"You're good," she nodded.
She carefully chained his hands around the bedframe.
"Still good?" she asked, ready to unlock him if he freaked out.
Sam
Sam ignored her, and leant up to kiss her again.
Faith
Faith grinned, and kissed him back for a second. She pulled away and moved further down to undo his belt.
"I'm taking that as a good sign."
Sam
Sam closed his eyes, leaning back into the pillow with a sigh.
Faith
Faith undid Sam's belt, then started on his pants, going slowly.
She grinned faintly as she started sliding them off his hips.
Sam
"Don't take too long," Sam practically pleaded, keeping his eyes closed.
Faith
Faith dropped his jeans at the foot of the bed, then crawled up to his chest. She kissed down his stomach softly, fingers tugging down the waistband of his underwear.
Sam
Sam tried to reach to kiss her again, but couldn't. He fell back against the pillow again to wait.
Faith
Once Faith had Sam completely naked, she crawled back up, leaning over him for a kiss.
"Impatient?" she smirked.
Sam
"Wouldn't you be?" Sam asked, shivering a little.
He finally caught her lips with his.
Faith
"I'm never impatient," Faith grinned.
She straddled him again, keeping her lips attached to his.
Sam
"Sure you're not," Sam chuckled against her lips, delving into a deeper kiss.
Faith
Faith slid her hands down Sam's chest, stopping at his hip bones.
~*~*~*~
Faith reached up to unlock Sam's hands.
"Hey Jumbo, how are you feeling?"
Sam
"Delirious," Sam said seriously, then chuckled.
He rubbed his wrists once they were free, working to get rid of the sensation, before wrapping an arm around Faith's shoulders.
Faith
Faith grinned up at him, then leaned in for a kiss.
"Not too sore?"
Sam
"Of course not," Sam scoffed, before kissing her forehead.
"I hope you accept my apology."
Faith
Faith leaned up for a proper kiss.
"Accepted. Happily."
Sam
"Good," Sam grinned.
"Maybe we should fight more often."
Faith
Faith chuckled and pressed a kiss against his chest.
"Well, it's surprising that we don't, actually. Considering we're together 24/7."
Sam
"True," Sam sighed.
"Even Dean and I blow up every now and then. We've had a pretty good run."
Faith
"Two fights in... almost two years? Amazing."
Faith reached up for a kiss.
"Considering my marriage was based on arguments and lies, I feel like this is a step up."
Sam
"Yeah," Sam mused.
"I am a little taller."
Faith
"You're so lame," Faith chuckled.
She shook her head slightly.
"Maybe I should stop initiating kisses. Maybe you should come down to me for them."
Sam
"But I already come down on you," Sam defended.
Faith
Faith rolled over so she was on top of Sam again.
"Should I impose a sex ban?"
Sam
"Weren't we talking about that last week or something?" Sam smirked.
"Glad to see it's worked out so well."
Faith
Faith grinned and leaned down to kiss him, hair falling over both of their faces.
"Well, you know, I tried. But clearly, no self control. For either of us."
Sam
"You say that like it's a bad thing," Sam teased, looking her in the eyes.
Faith
"Well," Faith gave him a mock pout.
"I'll start thinking you only like me because I'm good in bed."
Sam
"I seem to remember being on the other side of this discussion..." Sam said thoughtfully.
Faith
Faith grinned and kissed him again.
"So, do we only like each other for the sex then?"
Sam
"I believe the idea that we're 'hot' was thrown around too," Sam said seriously with a nod.
Faith
"Well, that's just a fact," Faith replied.
"We are hot. And good in bed. Scratch that, awesome in bed."
Sam
"I think so too," Sam grinned, touching his nose to hers again before kissing her on the lips.
Faith
Faith kissed him back, before rolling back beside him. She snuggled into his side.
"Love you, loserface," she murmured, closing her eyes.
Sam
"Love you more, stupidhead," Sam gently rubbed her arm.