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"What do you say?" Sam tries, smiling something reassuring and sweet to Rina as she straddles his lap. "Want to let it out?"

She doesn't answer as she's feeling a bit like a deer in headlights all of a sudden.

"Just be honest. Tell me what you want," Sam asks of her. "You gave me what I wanted already…."

"I did?" Rina questions.

"I believe that you told me to fuck you in Romanian… did you not?" Sam smiles.

"That I did," she answers, looking away from him with nervous energy.

"And I wasn't afraid to ask for that."

"That's true."

Sam holds her chin lightly and turns her back to face him. "So let's even the score."

"Sam… I wouldn't even know…" she sighs with a soft grin. "I'm not very… um, crazy when it comes to… sex…"

"What do you consider crazy then?"

Rina just looks at him and shrugs her shoulders.

"Wait a minute. You're telling me it's been strictly missionary for you for twenty-seven years?" Sam wonders aloud with way too much surprise.

"I've never… been with anyone adventurous I guess," she explains. "And I've been a quiet nerd my whole life. Up until a few years ago guys never even looked my way. I've always been, I don't want to say scared, but reserved."

"Oh we are so changing that," Sam assures her as he presses his lips to her, drawing her into a deep, serious kiss. Purposefully he very quickly slides his tongue against hers, not giving her the second to think twice about anything. It doesn't take long for Sam to get lost in her, his hands everywhere, grabbing at her with sudden need. There's just something about her innocence and her shyness that is making him want to demolish it.

Her heart still pounding a mile a minute, Rina tries to relax. Not only has it been a while since she's had sex at all… aside from the one time with Sam a few months back… but now she's being pushed into something new for her. Maybe she should stop him is the immediate thought she has but it suddenly melts away when she feels his hands glide over the skin of her waist under her shirt. She's always loved his hands on her, the way he would touch her. It's as if he was awed by her. It's so sweet.

"Think you can trust me?" Sam asks between kisses, his lips afraid to leave hers for every long and let her worry set in.

"I already do," Rina smiles, pausing them and looking at him seriously.

"Good," Sam smiles slightly deviously but not enough to freak her out. "So you've never done anything adventurous before?"

"Not really," she admits. Her only boyfriend from the past wasn't exactly fun. He was at best perfectly vanilla.

"And yet here you are, holed up in a seedy motel room with a well-known criminal."

"Life's funny that way, isn't it?" Rina smirks, calming a bit as they talk. She does trust him and the more she sits with everything she does really want him.

Thinking quickly back to when he and Jess first met, Sam remembers how much like Rina they were. They were both naïve college students who had been good, well-behaved kids before they were out on their own. He realizes now how nice it would have been if one of them had more experience. Their first interactions might have been a lot more fun and a lot less awkward.

Recalling one thing that Jess used to love to do with him, and he loved to do to her, he gets inspired.

"I got an idea," Sam grins, kissing her once before moving her by the hips to sit next to him on the bed. He gets up and walks to the closet where his fed suit is hanging.

"You mind filling me in, Sam?" Rina wonders anxiously.

"Sure," Sam answers as he riffles in the closet for a moment. He turns to face her, both of his striped ties in his hand.

"Oh…"

"Relax," Sam tries to smile warmly as he makes his way to her again. "You're gonna like this. I promise."

"Ok," she quietly says, her nerves apparent.

"Sit up against the headboard," Sam smiles to her a he stands at the foot of the bed. He winks to her once and she does as he asked her to, scooting back until she's seated facing him, her back resting on the slatted wooden bedframe.

Sam kneels onto the mattress, keeping his distance at first.

"You ok?" he questions as she bites her bottom lip and tucks a long strand of hair behind her ear. That last move was her most obvious give away. She only did that when at her most nervous.

"I think so," she grins small.

"I'm not gonna do anything too crazy here, ok?" Sam nearly laughs. She's just so damn adorable. "And if you're uncomfortable just say so."

Rina nods and her smile widens.

Sam reaches for her hands and deftly releases the knot he made. If there was one thing he knew how to do well it was tie people up. Call it a perk of the job.

"Ah," she hums as she sits back on her heels, rolling her wrists with a smile on her lips. Sam watches her and now that they're not in the midst of some crazy activities he begins to rethink himself a bit.

"So, um," Sam asks as he grows slightly sheepish. "I didn't, like, freak you out or anything did I? It was good?"

"Um, yeah," Rina says as she starts to revert right back into the shy person that she is. She quickly climbs under the covers of the disheveled bed and covers her naked self up. "Honestly, I really liked it."

"Good," Sam smiles. He sees her under the comforter and laughs. He shouldn't have expected a miracle, right? Instead of say anything as he's already pushed her out of her comfort zone enough, he climbs into the bed next to her. "Because I had a lot of fun with you."

Rina blushes a bit as she thinks everything they just did over. Wow, he got her to do things no one else has and now she feels a lot less afraid to try new things and open up with sex.

"It looked like you had fun too," he says to her, his head propped up by an arm, his elbow pressed into the pillow under him. He runs his hand around her waist and pulls her closer to him until they are face to face, just inches apart. "Did you?"

"I did," she confirms with confidence as she leans forward to kiss him once. "I really did."

Sam grins like an idiot hearing this and pulls her in by a hand on her cheek. He kisses her deeply, his feelings for her growing by the second. There's so much to like about her and she just keeps adding more to the list. Right now her ability to trust him, to let him show her something new, and her clear need for him is what is making his emotions roll.

"And thank you," Rina tells him.

"Wow, I don't think I've even been formally thanked after sex before," Sam jests. "This is definitely a highlight of my life right here."

"Well you did make me do something new and, as Dean would call it, awesome," Rina points out.

"Don't talk about Dean right now," Sam scrunches his face as he lies naked with a beautiful girl. Dean is not in his vocabulary right now… as he shouldn't be.

"Sorry," she giggles right back. "But that was awesome. Seriously. And in my own words."

"Well then rest up," Sam tells her, reaching for the one light still light on the nightstand and clicking it off. "We got a few more days. I've got plenty to show you still."

Rina grins like a high school girl in puppy love over the comment as Sam wraps her up in his arms and closes his eyes. She settles against him, her head tucked under his chin, and sighs with contentment. She feels good, damn good. She actually feels like she belongs somewhere for the first time in a long time. She's always been on the fringes with her family, she never was accepted at school… but right here right now, she's being cared for and adored for exactly who she is. Sam likes her for her. That's almost more freeing than finding out how amazing a good round of crazy sex can be… almost.