One arm stayed around Sam's shoulders while the other hand reached up to cradle the back of his head. Even holding Sam so close he was practically in his lap, he still had to push down the urge to pull him closer.

He groaned softly against Sam's skin and shivered as his body began to react to the pleasure. This was the hard part... trying to keep it as clean as he could for Sam, all the while, his body was pleading for more. He ignored it the best he could, focused on the blood that was so sweet, hot, and tantalizing. Focused on keeping himself in check and staying aware of when to stop.

There was time, yet. He never took as much as he could from Sam, but even so, he still had another minute or two before he had to force himself to let go.