As in most things, Angel's a walking contradiction. He views himself (and most older vampires, really) through a completely different lens, holds himself to a different standard than he expects modern-era humans to adhere to. For an average human... he really doesn't have much of an opinion. For Buffy... actually, he finds her multiple earrings charming, a little enticing. But then, she's never been an average human girl to him, anyway.

Listening to her instructions, he can already imagine having to physically sit on his hands in order to follow them.

Thankfully, he never locks his apartment door. The kinds of beings who might come looking for him aren't usually deterred by locks - or doors in general - and with him not being human, the same invitation rules don't apply to other vampires. Still, he sets Buffy down outside the door, opens it, leaving her to follow - and walks straight to his bed, where he sits. Firmly on his hands.

"No touching."

He's fully prepared for some at least mild torture, but a very big pay-off.