"Oh yeah," he looked her over too. She was slender and pale, her breasts were small, pert mounds, her waist tapered down to only slightly wider hips. He smiled when he saw that she kept herself shaved. "Perfect," Spike stepped out of his jeans and moved up over her on the bed. Just above her, not putting his weight on her yet. He kissed her mouth hungry and slow. He wanted her writhing and begging for him.
Their lips parted and he nibbled down her graceful neck and lower. Letting his fangs spring to sharp points, he nipped and licked at her collar bone before moving lower.