The Shy Librarian

A/N Sorry it took so long to post it. I only got home from vacation yesterday, so thanks for the reviews and your patience.


Chapter 10

William tore through her hymen with one swift stroke, taking her innocence and giving her his in return. Buffy momentarily fought against the invasion of her body. She bit down on her lip to stop her gasp of pain from leaving her throat. A tear trickled down her face and he wiped it away tenderly.

“God I am so sorry…I would do anything to take the pain for you. Do you want me to stop?” he asked questioningly, beginning to withdraw from her.

“No,” she said firmly as she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist.

The movement caused him to sink in deeper, William groaned. Being buried in her tight wet heat was sheer torment for him.

“Just give me a moment,” she said as she experimentally wriggled her hips.

“Uhhh,” William groaned into her neck.

The pain was starting to fade a little and she was beginning to enjoy the feeling of fullness as he stretched her once virgin body. The sensation of having him up inside of her felt good as she lifted her hips again.

William clenched his teeth together with the exertion of trying to keep still as she had asked him. He was near breaking point and her little movements were not helping the matter at all, but he wanted this first time to be everything she wanted it to be. The fear was still in the back of his mind that he would disappoint her in some way.

Being within the woman he loved, was all he had dreamed it would be and more. He shifted his weight onto his elbows as Buffy thrust up hard against him once more. He answered her movements with a gentle thrust of his own. Encouraged by her sighs of pleasure, he set a rhythm, which became harder and faster. She clamped the inner walls of pussy around his cock like a vice as he pounded into her harder than before.

Buffy’s neck arched off the bed as William licked along her neck, suckling at the tender flesh, and leaving his mark on her as she had done to him.

“You feel so good,” she panted.

William buried himself into her to the hilt and stilled his movements.

“What feels good Buffy…say it,” he growled.

“Your cock William…your big hard wonderful cock. Fuck me with it harder,” she begged.

William was sure that he felt his erection grow, if it had been possible at that moment. It filled him with pride and possessiveness that no one else had ever done this to her, except he. He was beginning to discover that he had quite a desire for what he had previously deemed dirty words.

He obliged her request, watching as Buffy slid a hand between them where they were joined, feeling him as he plunged in and out of her body.

“You are so bloody tight,” he panted.

“What else…it sounds so much more wicked coming from you,”

“Your pussy…Buffy. It’s so hot and tight…it makes me want to fill you with my cum until you can’t take anymore,” he whispered heatedly in her ear.

“Good…cos I think I am cumming…oh God,”

“God has nothing to do with it,” he replied as he pounded her into the mattress.

So close to orgasm, she studied his features through her own haze of ecstasy. Sweat dripped from his face, his expression one of agonised pleasure. The headboard was slamming up against the wall to their movements on the bed. William so close to cumming, holding back until the first ripples of her pleasure could be felt as he read her face and felt her inner walls contract around him. He could hold back no longer, giving a shout as the first jets of his hot seed spilled into her willing pussy. Her vaginal muscles squeezed him as if they would never let him go as they milked his cock dry.

Finally, his thrusts slowed, all that could be heard in the room was their laboured breathing. They both stared into one another’s eyes, both unable to speak.

William rolled off her and drew Buffy into his arms. They lay there together in an exhausted tangle of heated limbs. He was the first to regain the use of his tongue as he looked down at her bowed head.

“Buffy…are you okay?” he asked.

She nodded, wincing a little. Her movement did not go unnoticed by him.

“Maybe I should go use the bathroom,” she suggested, as she began to rise from the bed. “I didn’t think it would be so…er…messy,” she replied awkwardly as she felt a rush of moisture between her legs.

“Don’t move…well at least not for a few minutes. I am going to run you a bath,” he said as he scrambled from the bed.

He looked down at her in tender concern. Buffy blushed as her eyes rested on his flaccid penis, stained red with the blood of her innocence. He glanced down to where she was staring, as his face flushed almost as red.

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He hurried from the room down the hall to the bathroom. He turned on the faucet and the bath began to fill. He poured some masculine smelling bath salts into the foaming water. William wished he had something nicer for her, but being in a household that was male dominated didn’t allow for frilly fluffiness.

He was absent-mindedly staring into the foam, when she crept up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist. Resting her head against his shoulder, she gently nibbled at his naked flesh.

“All that sex…well the one time anyway, has made me ravenous. Do you think you could rustle up some ice cream later?” she asked hopefully.

“Sure, but lets take care of you first,” he said as he turned off the taps.

Buffy got into the bath and pouted at him.

“What’s wrong?” he asked

“Aren’t you getting in too?” she replied.

“You want me to?”

“I just asked you didn’t I?”

Buffy stood up again in the bath, he watched in fascination as the foam ran down her naked body. William felt himself grow hard again, as he settled himself in the water. Buffy lay back against him, between his legs. She pressed up against his erection with her bottom with a satisfied smile.

William relaxed in the warm water, slowly feeling his earlier concerns that he may have caused her permanent hurt, melt away. He smiled to himself at his stupid anxieties. After all, hadn’t men been deflowering virgins since the beginning of time? He let out a little laugh at the thought.

“What’s so funny?” she asked as she took a washcloth and rubbed soap into it.

“Nothing really, I was just thinking that I had deflowered you. What ever the hell that is supposed to mean anyway?”

“Maybe it means that you took off my petals?” she giggled, do I look like a flower to you?” she asked turning around in the bath.

William’s erection rose out of the water like a tower, growing at the sight of her pink soapy body.

“You look like the most beautiful thing that I have ever had the privilege to touch,” he said quietly.

She smiled and lent over to kiss him, the tips of her breasts rubbing against his chest.

“I love you William, never doubt that,” she said before kissing him harder.

She gave a little squeal of surprise as he lifted her and impaled her on his cock in one swift movement. She broke her lips from his, groaned at the depth of his penetration.

“Buffy I love you too,” he said his eyes boring into hers as they were joined together in the most intimate way possible.

“Show me…” she invited as she lifted herself up and down on his shaft.

William watched in enthralment as she sank down on him. This time there would be no pain for her, only pleasure. His large hands curled around her hips as he began to thrust into her. The bath water was sloshing over the edge onto the bathroom carpet. His uncle would be mad, but all he could think of was, was the beautiful girl in front of him as she took pleasure from his body…

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Giles got out of the taxicab, glancing at his watch. He had decided to leave early, as the book under discussion was one that he had already read. He was also feeling a little tired from the painkillers he’d been taking for his leg and had seen no point in hanging around had taken himself off home.

The light was fading and soon night would fall. He could see by the soft glow of William’s bedroom window that his nephew had returned.

Giles hobbled slowly up the path, aided by his crutches, making his way to the front door. He fumbled around for his front door key before opening it.

He frowned as he entered the lounge. There were loud splashing noises coming from upstairs, punctuated by a few groans. Giles panicked; what if his nephew had slipped and fallen in the bath. Maybe banging his head in the process and too disorientated to get out by himself.

“William! I am coming…” he said as he struggled to the foot of the stairs.

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“Buffy I’m cumming,” he said in between thrusts.

Buffy ground herself on his cock harder and faster, putting a hand behind her to cup his balls. She felt them tighten as he rolled back his eyes, gripping her hips firmly as he shot his load deep into her. Buffy’s orgasm took over her. She threw her head back as he pumped her hard.

Both of them so lost in the moment, that neither of them heard the turning of the bathroom door or Giles’s calls of concern. Buffy opened her eyes to look down at William. She smiled then screamed in horror as she saw William’s uncle at the threshold. Her hands flew to her breasts to cover them. Glad that at least there was still enough water in the tub to cover their lower bodies

William turned to see what had caused her to scream. His face whitened as he saw Rupert standing there speechless.

“Uncle…ever heard of knocking?” asked William angrily.

He was still rammed up inside of Buffy with his uncle in the room. Not the most pleasant of situations he considered.

“I thought you were in trouble William. You were making enough noise to wake the dead,” said Giles looking away. “Yes…well…maybe you and Miss Summers could get some clothes on and come down stairs? We need to talk,” said Giles as he continued to study the floor as if his life depended upon it.

The door closed quietly. As soon as it was shut, Buffy got off him and scrabbled out of the bath. She picked up a fluffy towel, wrapped herself in it, and threw one at William.

“Shit, shit, shit!” she cursed. “Mr Giles is so gonna tell my mom all about this…” she groaned.

“Don’t…I am sure once we explain…”

“How do we explain me bouncing up and down on your dick? Somehow the explanation that I tripped and fell on it doesn’t wash. I think there is only one explanation for that!”

“Calm down…you are eighteen right?” he asked.

“Yeah…”

“So they can all go to hell, we are both legal. What can they do? As long as the school doesn’t know and I am sure my uncle won’t be telling as it could mean his job,” William assured her.

They hurried back to his bedroom. Buffy located her clothes and quickly dressed. William took out a pair of faded jeans and a t-shirt, quickly slipping them on.

William walked over to Buffy and put his arms around her.

“Look whatever happens we will face it together love,” he assured her.

“Well we’d better get the lecture over and done with,” she sighed as she lifted her head to look at him.

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Giles was sitting in the lounge taking large gulps of whiskey from a generously filled glass. He looked up as he heard Buffy and William treading the stairs.

They walked over to the sofa, and sat down, holding hands in a show of unity.

“What is it you have to say?” drawled William.

Giles looked at his nephew in surprise at his ill-mannered tone of voice.

“This is my home William. I have opened it up to you as a valued member of the family. You abuse that trust by by bringing home girls…and,” he was lost for words

“You said only the other day uncle that you were glad I was not same sex orientated. This is not some lust fuelled fling. I have found someone that I love and who loves me. Can’t you at least be happy for us?” asked William.

Giles sighed.

“I would be, if it was anyone, but a student of Sunnydale high William. Is she even of age? The laws are different here from back in England you know,” he pointed out.

“She has a name and Buffy is eighteen. Now if those are your only objections apart from her being a student then I’d better be walking her home before she is missed,” William informed him curtly.

Buffy shot Mr Giles an apologetic look.

“I’m sorry Mr Giles if I have caused you any embarrassment, but I really do love your nephew. You won’t tell my mom will you?” she asked as she left the room in William’s wake.

Left alone, Giles shook his head sadly. It wasn’t that he disliked Buffy, but he was not at all comforted by Buffy’s declaration of love. Truth had a way of willing out and Mr Giles had heard some disturbing rumours about the Summers girl. He had not given them credence at the time, but given the short length of William’s employ at the school, he was starting to wonder otherwise.

He had hoped that his nephew was dating a more sober girl of good standing, not a cheerleader of seemingly doubtable character. As far as he could see, William had a lot more to lose from this situation than she did.

“This will all end in tears,” he muttered gloomily, taking another mout of of whiskey. Whether they would be Buffy’s or William’s would be another matter.

TBC