[Like the subtle shift from scanning the horizon to zeroing in on a target, Niles' view of how this encounter would unfold clarifies into two distinct and equally enticing possibilities. That glare lead to Xander punishing him for his disrespect, taking "control" of the scene fully and forcefully. Alternatively, those hands showed him Xander inch by inch letting go to him and falling in step. Either way Niles was about to have an amazing night, and Xander was going to get the kind of catharsis he really needed.
Niles' bites his bottom lip while he focuses his gaze on Xander's fingers as if determined to commit every detail of the image to memory. When the shirt is fully open and starts to slide down his shoulders his tongue darts out, sweeping quickly across his smile. He uncrosses his arms and leans forward, bracing his chin on his hands and his elbows on his knees.]
Good boy. No need to be shy, I've seen it all before.
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Niles' bites his bottom lip while he focuses his gaze on Xander's fingers as if determined to commit every detail of the image to memory. When the shirt is fully open and starts to slide down his shoulders his tongue darts out, sweeping quickly across his smile. He uncrosses his arms and leans forward, bracing his chin on his hands and his elbows on his knees.]
Good boy. No need to be shy, I've seen it all before.