A Conversation

Buffy strode up to Giles, still getting head, still focused laserlike on the orgy floor.

"So, you like to party with students? Skanky." Buffy quipped, approvingly.

Giles looked at her. Her eyes drank in the spectacular sight of Buffy's beautiful body displayed by barely-there clubwear, and she began pulsing away into the dark-skinned hermpire's mouth.

Buffy briefly thought of shoving the other girl out of the way and taking all that delicious cum for herself, but resisted the urge. Instead, she merely freed her massive cuntfiller from it's sleeve. The kneeling girl quickly glommed on, shoving as much of Buffy's organ in her mouth as she could.

Giles rolled her eyes at Buffy's antics. "Watching adolescent fumbling is hardly my idea of a party. I'd much rather be at home with a cup of bovril, a good book, and some sex toys."

Buffy stared at the older hermpire, unable to comprehend this attitude. Okay, the girl fellating her clearly had no skills, but it was better than masturbating. The Watcher continued.

"This is a perfect breeding ground for Vampire activity. It's dark, crowded. Besides, I knew you'd show up and I have to make you understand..."

Buffy interrupted, letting out a slight moan from the kneeling girl's ministrations; even though her technique was terrible, her enthusiasm sorta made up for it. Then she spoke.

"That the Harvest is coming," she said, attempting to complete the sentence. "I know, your friend told me."

At the thought of the luscious stranger, Buffy came herself. The kneeling girl completely oblivious to anything but cock, gulped down the Slayer's seed. Giles, meanwhile, looked shocked.

"What did you say?" Giles said, trying to regain her composure.

Buffy was confused, "The… Harvest. That means something to you? ‘Cause I’m drawing a blank."

Giles frowned as the kneeling hermpire once again began sucking her off. "I don't know...who told you this?"

"Some chick. Dark hair, pale skin, gorgeous...in an annoying sort of way. I figured you were buds."

Giles grasped the sides of the girl's head and began face-fucking her, lovely face wrinkled in thought. "No. Hmm, 'The Harvest'...Did she say anything else?"

Buffy shrugged. "Something about the mouth of Hell. I, uh, really didn't like her."

She was obviously lying about that last part, but Giles let it slide. Instead, she looked down at the orgy.

"Look at them, fucking away, completely unaware of the danger that surrounds them."

Buffy sighed. "Lucky them," she said wistfully.

Giles came again, then shooed the girl away. "Or perhaps you’re right. Perhaps there is no trouble coming. The signs could be wrong. It’s not as though you’re having the nightmares…"

(Originally posted to the BE Addventure by Shendude)