“As warm as they get… and I’m sure only about to get warmer…” he winked at her before he tilted his head. Her words brought a chuckle to his lips. “Aww, the dancer needs costumes to do a proper dance?” He teased, even as his smirk grew only wider. “The best teases are impromptu, you know.” His grip on her t-shirt loosened, but as he let go of her, his fingers slide sideways as he took one of her breasts between his fingers and gave it a soft squeeze.
Then, Xander leaned back as his hands dropped down to his own t-shirt and lifted it up and off of his shoulders, before he tossed it to the side. “Though, I should ask just how hungry you are right now…” he grinned before he leaned back against the headboard again. He shifted so that he was leaning fully against it in a seated position before he crooked a finger toward her for her to come over toward him.
Right now the young demon would just ooze arrogance and confidence, if only because he was always so utterly sure of himself. Not that many people found that attractive, but that just who he was. Without it, he couldn’t perform in front of crowds, or even do half of what he did. It wasn’t always warranted, but it was who he was.
He tilted his head as he studied her for a moment, before his finger went to his throat and traced along the vein there, and his lips curled into a smile. “You can take some… but not so much I have trouble going to class tomorrow… we wouldn’t want to attract attention after all…” he teased, even as he waited for her to come to him.