Not that he wasn’t capable of just that very sin she was thinking about. After all, his mother had murdered, and sooner or later he would too. Perhaps even murder by excessive fucking, which was their bread and butter. A vampire bled its victims to death, his kind drained their life completely out of them. But then, it was always so enjoyable for most of those involved that nobody ever considered that part around him.
At her whimpering, Xander began to move. Though, when he did, it was definitely not the motions that she wanted from him. Instead, it was very slow and even, almost teasing in its motions. His fingers came up then, as each one cupped one of her breasts between his fingers and he just smirked at her. “Should I tell you what I’m thinking, Professor?” he teased as he watched her reactions. “What I plan on doing to you before my next class?”