Marry Lilah

Marry Lilah (2)

Xander wasn't magical. He wasn't trained. He wasn't a genius. Lilah's official notes to her employers that he wasn't even worth worrying about.

Which made it all the more surprising that she was currently cumming on his fingers.

It had started innocently enough. The school talent show was about to start and he had shown up to talk to her about his performance. She wasn't really sure what the performance was supposed to be, something about a play, but then it became clear he was trying to flirt with her.

She found his awkwardness adorable. He was so none threatening that she didn't even mind when he brushed a hand against her arm. She almost said he was going too far when he told her how beautiful she was. But he'd changed the subject quickly, talked about the play, and next thing she knew he was brushing his hand against hers and moving the conversation back to the topic of her beauty.

He went step by step, moving the line ever so slowly. Anytime she even began to object he quickly pulled back, before moving on. Arm on shoulder became hand stroking cheek, became hand trailing down neck, then groping breast, then undoing suit jacket, and then opening bra.

Their had been so many steps that Lilah had lost track between that and 'fingers buried in twat'.

He was able to stroke her in a way no one else, not even her, had done before. She was actually whimpering around the boy's hand before she came.

"So, that's my talent part, what do you think?" he asked nonchalantly.

"It's very impressive," she admitted, "but I doubt you can put it on."

"Oh, we had something all worked out too,"

"Don't worry, I'll make sure you get credit," she said without thinking about it.

"That's great, Ms. Morgan," he said as he leaned in and gave her a soft kiss on the lips. He'd also made sure to trail the hand that had been finger her pussy down her cheek.

And then he walked out of the room like he had come in for a simple conversation.

It took Lilah a few minutes to get herself back together. There was certainly something about that boy. As she moved back to her desk she saw file that had come over from the Mayor's office. It was the agreement to Wolfram and Heart's terms.

She picked it up and ran it through the paper shredder. She was already forming the speech in her head that she would give to her bosses. Mayor Wilkens had tried to play too many games. They would look like pushovers if they took the deal now. No, better to deny him access to the school entirely. He was a possible danger anyway and it would help to have eyes on Buffy and Darla. They both played a major role in prophecy.

She wouldn't tell them about Xander.