Faith sat up, eyes half closed and a faint smile on her face. Her chest and back glistened with sweat and she held the sheet over herself.
"I'm getting the impression you missed me," she teased Sam.
Sam
"Oh yeah?" Sam grinned.
"Whatever gave you that impression?"
Faith
"Hmmm," Faith hummed, pretending to think about it.
"The not-so-subtle way you told Dean to leave. That was a hint."
Sam
"Oh you liked that huh?" Sam teased, pressing his nose against hers.
Faith
Faith grinned, and leaned in closer to kiss him.
"Just making up for lost time?"
Sam
"I might be," Sam half moaned, moving his body closer again.
"Ready for round four?"
Faith
Faith laughed and pushed him back gently.
"I think we should take round four to the shower."
Sam
"Have I ever told you that I like the way you do business?" Sam mused, before sitting up on the edge of the bed.
Faith
Faith shook her head.
"No, never," she teased.
Sam
Sam chuckled, then made his way to the bathroom.
"I'll get the water started," he said, before going to do so.
Faith
Faith moved to the edge of the bed. She swung her legs out onto the floor and started to stand.
"Oh," she murmured, legs feeling slightly like jelly as she stood properly.
Sam
Sam leant into the shower and turned the water on, waiting until it was the right temperature before dowsing his hair in it.
Faith
Using the wall to support her as she walked, Faith made it into the bathroom and she closed the door behind her.
"Fancy running into you here," she grinned, watching Sam in the shower for a moment.
Sam
Sam grinned broadly.
"Why don't you come on in?" he invited, splashing her a little.
Faith
Faith laughed and stepped into the shower, holding onto Sam's bicep to steady herself.
"I think you're very close to breaking me, Sam-I-Am."
Sam
"The demon boy breaking the slayer? Never," Sam grinned, lunging for her neckline and sucking on it.
Faith
Faith laughed, tilting her head back.
"You're certainly trying though."
Sam
"Why not?" Sam grunted into the love bite.
Faith
"Well, you break it you bought it," Faith warned.
Her hands grasped at Sam's back, fingernails digging in ever so slightly.
Sam
Sam's teeth broke the skin a little before he looked up.
"Haven't I already?" he breathed heavily, moving in closer.
Faith
"I still have a little bit left intact," Faith grinned.
She dug her nails in a little further, before catching his lips with her own.
Sam
Sam dove into the kiss, pushing her back against the wall with some force.
Faith
Faith reached behind Sam for the taps, fingers slightly weak as she turned the water off.
"At some point, you're going to have to feed me."
She paused.
"Actual food."
Sam
Sam chuckled.
"Is that so?" he taunted, one hand taking hold of the wrist that turned the water off before he leant in to kiss up her arm.
Faith
Faith nodded, running her fingers over his hair as he kissed her.
"Yep, that is so. Bodily fluids are not counting as actual food. But, if you don't want to leave the room, we can get pizza."
Sam
"I say we just make Dean our food-fetching slave," Sam grinned almost evilly.
Faith
Faith laughed.
"As payback?"
She reached for the towels.
Sam
"For all the times that I had to," Sam shrugged.
"What do you say?"
Faith
"Sounds good," Faith told him.
She wrapped a towel around herself.
"I really don't have the energy to put clothes on."
Sam
"Fine with me," Sam mused, grabbing his own towel.
Faith
Faith dried herself off, the rewrapped herself in the towel. She looked up at Sam and blinked a few times, beads of water on her eyelashes.
"Not good for me to be naked around Dean though. Have a shirt I can wear?"
Sam
"You've got your own," Sam scorned, "and they're a lot more flattering, I'm sure."
Faith
"Yours are so comfy," Faith pouted.
"It's like being naked."
Sam
"Just leave the towel on," Sam shrugged, "it's not like we're going to need clothes for long anyway."
Faith
"And why would that be?" Faith asked, feigning innocence.
"You planning something?"
Sam
"Maybe we just haven't finished something," Sam poked his tongue out before leaving the bathroom with the towel around his waist.
Faith
Faith grinned and followed him out into the bedroom, holding onto the door frame for a second.
"And that would be...?"
Sam
"What we've been doing for the past five hours, what do you think?" Sam scoffed, getting a drink of water.
Faith
Faith grinned, and made her way over to the bed, sitting gingerly.
"You'll have to give me a few minutes," she told him. "I think you've made me weak in the knees."
She smirked.
Sam
"Yeah sure," Sam chuckled, washing out the cup and putting it on the sink.
Faith
Faith grinned.
"Seriously, am a little weak at the moment. Need a few moments to heal up."
Sam
Sam turned to look at her curiously.
"Are you alright?" he asked, sounding a little worried.
Faith
Faith nodded.
"Yeah, maybe it's just from a month of not using the muscles properly?"
Sam
"You've gone longer I'm sure," Sam frowned, walking ver to her and ptting a hand on her arm.
Faith
"Yeah, I guess the eight month coma was proof of that," Faith used.
She smiled up at Sam.
"I'm ok. Maybe I'm just tired."
Sam
"We've gotten plenty of sleep though," Sam was confused.
"Do you feel ok health-wise?"
Faith
"Yeah," Faith said, nodding.
"Just feel a bit run down."
Sam
Sam sighed, then sat down on the edge of the bed.
"Want to call it quits for a while then?" he suggested.
Faith
Faith glanced across at him and smiled slightly.
"Aww, don't look so depressed," she teased.
She reached over and ran her fingers through his hair.
"How about we eat and just hang out on the bed for a bit. Canoodle lightly."
Sam
"I guess I can deal with that," Sam mused.
"But if we're not going to do anything... questionable, I might as well go get the food."
He started getting dressed.
"Any preferences?"
Faith
Faith grinned slyly.
"Something I can eat off you?"
Sam
Sam smiled as he pulled a shirt over his head.
"I'll surprise you," he winked, grabbing a jacket.
"Back soon. Love you."
Faith
"Love you," Faith called after him.
She flopped down against the pillows, pulling the blanket over her while she waited.