"Everyone playacts." he told her, his voice cold as ice. "Anyone who says they don't is a lying sack of shit"
He smirked, eyes on hers "Its all part of a bigger game"
And he kissed her, it wasn't anything resembling good or happy, it was hard, and rough and he suspected she liked it that way. This close he could feel her pulse, the blood he had heard was sweeter than any other pumping in her veins, Blood of a Slayer.
Having made his point he pulled back.
"I don't need to kill you. Not yet anyway, why would I when watching you squirm is much more fun"