[He couldn't help the leer that came to his face or his voice, his eyes automatically slipping down over her before he caught himself. Their little dance had always been both predatory and vaguely sexual. It was the nature of vampires, really. It's why he always preferred to feed from females.
Still, the notion of going hand to hand with her again had him perking up. Whatever was happening back home -- had happened, according to her, he'd always want to smack a Slayer around. The demon in him craved violence, and as he figured out how to respond to that, he sucked in his lower lip, humming as he did.]
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[He couldn't help the leer that came to his face or his voice, his eyes automatically slipping down over her before he caught himself. Their little dance had always been both predatory and vaguely sexual. It was the nature of vampires, really. It's why he always preferred to feed from females.
Still, the notion of going hand to hand with her again had him perking up. Whatever was happening back home -- had happened, according to her, he'd always want to smack a Slayer around. The demon in him craved violence, and as he figured out how to respond to that, he sucked in his lower lip, humming as he did.]
Oh, I'm sure I'll feel something.
[Sorry, Buffy. You get flirty jerk, Spike.]