Giggling, she nodded, "It is rather difficult to do anything fun when I'm all puddly." And then she had to frown at him, being so smarmy. But it was hard to look stern when she smiled shortly thereafter.
Again her face warmed at the memory he recalled, and she nodded. As he talked, she couldn't help but to close her eyes so she could imagine it clearer, and she finally moaned softly at his last words. She could imagine, it almost feel it. And damn, it made her practically ache! Softly, she whispered, "Tell me more, Xander..." She didn't want him to stop; she wanted to know how it felt, to be bitten.