Shadow bore his weight as best she could, a slick scent of dried fluids permeated the air around him.  She felt a sudden thin prickle against the skin on her neck as his lips touched against her...  she smiled, as she bought her gaze to his... There was something about the deeply lost look in Sam's eyes that Shadow recognised as she assisted him from the table, something that made certain memories of her own past flicker within her as she aided him in shuffling towards the frame.  She almost noticably winced from the effects of these memories, a sudden sharp wealth of psychological trauma that started in her head and ran the length of her body, culminating in her thigh...<br/><br/><em>For a moment her attention was lost... all she could feel was the fire of his touch and the burning hate in his eyes as he moved towards her... his words edged with malice and with only one intent in mind as he rose aganst her... the the fear she felt, coupled with the intensity of the pain and the river of blood... if it hadn't been for... </em>She was bought back by the slight brush of him across her breasts and she choked back the darkest memories that had sought to surface, she couldn't lose foce, not now...<br/><br/>Catching the soft turn of his head and, she followed his gaze from out the corner of her eye... her mouth aflicted with the faint rise of a smile as she guessed what he might have caught sight of and the effect it seemed to stir within him... she smiled as she turned back to him and caught sight of the twitching meat between his legs... she smiled softly "Seems we don't have to be too concerned about blood loss if you can manage that and stay alert..."<br/><br/>She watched for a moment as he made every effort to secure himself to the cross, something about it was almost noble, she was almost feeling protective towards him... as Thorn had been to her all that time ago... but the die had been cast and Sam's fate decided, and she would do nothing to hold back when the time came.  After Sam's strength gave out, Her eyes burned against his before her own lithe slender fingers made to wrap about his wrist and push it back against the raw wood of the cross.  With her free hand she deftly slipped the remaining leather cuff around him and pulled the buckle tight, almost to the point of blanching his hand, then she released him and stood back a moment... her eyes running the length of his body...<br/><br/>Shadow bought her hand up and wrapped her fingers around his throat... enough to hold his head stead fast and his body tighter against the roughened wood, but not enough to impede his breathing, her nostril flared a little as the soft subtle scent of fresh blood mixed with the cocktail of bodily fluids that already laced his skin... small cuts that had opened up as he bucked against the cross.  For a moment she turned his head from side to side as her gaze narrowed a little, almost as though she was seeking out something, a moment later a smile spread across her face... a sense of satisfaction filled her, perhaps she had seen what she was looking for.  It had been a while since she had felt this way towards any of their victims... for the most part they had been just flesh that would scream torturously in the in the grip of these two sadistic sirens, but Sam... Her fingers slid from his throat and gently laced his lower jaw, stabilising his head as she moved closer, for a moment she allowed her lips to touch his... a soft, gentle kiss... and on it she touch taste the rich coppery tang of dried blood.  She pulled back and smiled.<br/><br/>"You don't yet realise how lucky you are... but in time... such time that is left for you, you shall.."  She gave him one last parting kiss before releasing his head and stepping back..<br/>