He shook his head again. “I can’t feel hunger.” Not that kind of hunger, anyway. Until now, he hadn’t missed eating in the least. Not only was his stomach now a useless cavity, food had a bland taste and brought no satisfaction. The small pleasures of eating the sweet things he’d liked as a human were nothing compared to the absolute, all-consuming bliss of feeling new blood surge into him, warm and rippling through his arteries right down to his capillaries, pulsing and sensitive and engorging every part of him. He got a hard on every time.

One of the best descriptions of feeding I've ever read.

In fact the whole scene where Angel eats was compelling and heartbreaking- looks like Buffy is going to have to part ways with some of her hard and fast vampire-are-like-this rules.

This continues to be mesmerizingly good...I only wish it was ALL done so I could read it more quickly. *pouts*