Buffy continued to sit on top of him and bent down again, this time holding his arms above his head.<br/><br/>“You sure? Because I know guys- you were totally into me. Or at least I assume, most guys are. And.... if you weren’t into me, you’d have gotten me off you somehow.” She shrugged and squeezed his wrists.<br/><br/>“What do you do after patrolling? Have time to take a girl home and have some fun?”<br/><br/>Buffy didn’t usually do this. Like ever. But something about this guy got her going. Maybe the mystery of it all. Whatever it was, she wanted it.<br/><br/>“I hope you’re a cute guy under there.” She bent down and licked his lips before moving herself to sit on top of his pelvis. “So, why don’t we do something besides fight and you can see if you like slayers? Because now you hate me. Maybe if we do some other stuff you’ll become obsessed.” She looked down at him with her hands on his chest. She knew if this suit wasn’t seperating them, she’d feel him getting hard.