[ Buffy tilted her head, her smile turning a little more languid and sensuous as he placed his hand on her hip. Seriously, what was in that drink? She hadn't even had any alcohol since she set foot in The Deviant, but she may as well have been drunk. Or maybe just channeling Faith. Or maybe she was just letting go. ]
Golden, huh? Now there's a compliment I've never had before. And yeah, I have been thinking about you. I can't help it, it's the whole cowboy thing. And the accent.
[ And even before going to METAMalt those thoughts had been a little less than pure. She was mostly human after all. Buffy bit her lip as she moved back a little so she could curl her fingers around the hem of his shirt. She slowly started to push it up, her eyes flicking up to his face from under her lashes. ]
We can slow dance another time. I guess the best way to put it is that you should move like we're alone. And maybe lose the shirt.
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Golden, huh? Now there's a compliment I've never had before. And yeah, I have been thinking about you. I can't help it, it's the whole cowboy thing. And the accent.
[ And even before going to METAMalt those thoughts had been a little less than pure. She was
mostlyhuman after all. Buffy bit her lip as she moved back a little so she could curl her fingers around the hem of his shirt. She slowly started to push it up, her eyes flicking up to his face from under her lashes. ]We can slow dance another time. I guess the best way to put it is that you should move like we're alone. And maybe lose the shirt.