The Shy Librarian

Chapter 21

The walk to Mr Giles’s house took longer than anticipated as they kept stopping every few steps to kiss and touch each other. Buffy, to reassure herself that he was really here with her, and William, because he was filled with the enormity that they had almost lost each other. They finally arrived at his uncle’s house and stood on the porch steps for several moments, glancing at each other in concern at the sound of raised voices coming from inside the house. William knocked on the door as they waited for someone to answer it.

“That sounds like your mom,” said Buffy.

“Yeah, and…”

“What?”

“My father, but it can’t be. He’s all the way back in England,” he frowned in confusion.

“Not anymore,” said Rupert as he opened the door on the couple. “Ah, I see you caught up with each other, and what great timing too,”

William grimaced at his uncle’s wry expression.

“So that is father I hear?” Asked William,

“Yes it is. He’s having a battle of wills in the kitchen with your mother and Drusilla as we speak,”

“Good, I have one or two things I need to say to her myself while I am at. Come on Buffy,” said William as she hesitated at the door.

“Are you er sure we shouldn’t just leave them to get on with it?” asked Buffy uncertainly.

“Thought you weren’t scared anymore?” teased William.

Buffy held her head up defiantly at his words. He smiled a secret smile as he saw he’d had the desired effect.

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Buffy and William entered the kitchen together, hand in hand, which did not go unnoticed by the occupants. Grace stopped mid rant, amazed to see her son and Buffy together. Drusilla just looked down at the floor, tracing the patterns on the linoleum with her shoe, as if in another world.

“William!” Ethan walked forward to greet his son.

William beamed at his father before drawing him into a hug.

“Father, this is unexpected. Nice, but unexpected. What brings you here or can I guess?”

Ethan put his hands into the pockets of his suit pants.

“Your mother here has been arranging your wedding to Drusilla. Did you have any idea that you were returning to England and being married next week?” asked Ethan.

“No, it must have slipped my mind, maybe you can shed some light on the matter mum?” asked William

“I…er…”

“Or you could show them the pretty piece of paper that you showed me,” suggested Buffy.

“What was that?” asked Ethan.

“Why Drusilla and William’s marriage licence,” Buffy informed them, as she smiled sweetly at Grace.

“There’s a marriage licence?” asked Ethan and William in unison.

Ethan recovered quicker than his son.

“I suppose there would be one, with the wedding that’s never going to happen being only a week away,” said Ethan wryly.

“The only wedding of mine you are ever going to witness is between Buffy and myself. Your plan to get her out of the picture did work for a while, but I know Buffy well enough to know that there was something up when she didn’t want to see me anymore,” William paused for breath before continuing. “Mother, Father meet the woman I am going to marry…Buffy Summers,”

Grace stood there open mouthed at her son’s announcement.

Ethan looked at his wife and smiled. “What is the matter darling? Cat got your tongue?”

William put his arm around Buffy, as she smiled at his father nervously. Her fears soon melted away as Ethan put his arms around her and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.

“Welcome to the family, such as it is,” he quickly whispered in her ear.

Buffy tried to suppress a giggle and failed miserably. Ethan looked back at her with a big grin. His eyes sparkled mischievously. He turned to his niece, whom had remained silent throughout the whole argument.

“Drusilla,”

She looked up at her mention of her name.

“Yes, uncle Ethan,” she mumbled quietly.

“I believe you have something that belongs to the family,”

Drusilla blushed and looked at her left hand, and the pink diamond that sparkled on the third finger of her left hand. She quietly took it off and placed in his outstretched palm.

“Come on Drusilla, we have some packing to do,” said Grace with composed dignity.

The girl followed her aunt out of the kitchen all too willingly.

“What’s come over mother, I have never seen her like that before,” said William.

Ethan tapped his nose; he was still a little unsteady from the liquor he had consumed with his brother.

“Ah, I just told her that unless she kept out of it I would remove all her allowances and that she would have to come to me if she so much as wanted to buy toilet paper. It seemed to do the trick,” he grinned.

“Thanks dad,”

“I’m so sorry William, I should have stepped in years ago. Can you forgive me?” asked Ethan.

“Of course I can father. If it had not of been for you I would have never have met Buffy. We know this whole coming to visit my uncle was your idea in the first place,”

“Thanks Mr Giles,” said Buffy warmly.

“Call me Ethan, or if you like dad. There are far too many Mr Giles in this house at present, it will get confusing dear girl,”

“Thank you dad,” said Buffy shyly.

Ethan turned back to William. He took William’s hand and placed the ring in it. He took some papers from his jacket and handed them to his son.

“What’s this?” asked William.

“My hotel reservation for Sunnydale Hilton, but you have more need of it than me,” he winked at Buffy. “He’s a bit slow on the uptake, sure you want to marry him?” teased Ethan.

“Very much,” she grinned back at William’s father, liking him more by the second.

“Well get going boy, the grass is growing under your feet. You have some serious…er…proposing to do,” said Ethan as he opened the kitchen door, his expression a picture of studied innocence.

Left alone in the kitchen together, they looked at each other for a moment before William pulled her into his arms and kissed her hard. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed herself against him. He placed his hands on her rear and ground his erection against her, lng hng her in no doubt of his need. They finally broke apart, both of them breathless.

“What about the hotel room?” she asked.

“Okay, let’s get out of here before that kitchen table becomes too tempting,”

Buffy giggled.

“That and the fact your family could walk in and catch us,”

“Wouldn’t that be half the fun?” he grinned, poking his tongue between his teeth.

“You are a bad boy underneath. I am starting to think all that shy guy act when I first met you, was just a clever ploy to get into my panties,”

William’s hand travelled up under her skirt, before slipping a hand beneath the cotton of her aforementioned panties.

“Like this?” he asked.

“Exactly like that. Now let’s get out of here before we cause a public scandal,”

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Ethan and Rupert both smiled satisfactorily at each other as they heard the back door slam.

“To quote the title of a famous Shakespeare play, all’s well that ends well,” said Rupert as he poured another glass of whiskey for his brother.

“Indeed, I don’t think Grace will be thinking up any ill advised schemes for awhile. Unless of course she wants to become a stranger to Versace, Gucci and Channel,” smiled Ethan.

“Ah, so you played her at her own game, threatened to cut the purse strings?” asked Rupert.

“That I did,”

Rupert smiled in satisfaction.

“So what did you think of Buffy?” asked Rupert.

“I think she’s delightful. Just the kind of wife I would want for William. It’s obvious that she worships the ground he walks on,” said Ethan more than a little longingly.

“This bottle is almost empty, shall I send out for more?”

“No, lets go one better, I have always had the hankering to sample an American bar,” grinned Ethan as he grabbed his coat.

“Sounds like a plan, I‘ll go call the taxi,”

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“Well I can’t fault your father his taste in hotel rooms,” said Buffy appreciatively, as she walked around the room.

She turned back to face William. Buffy could tell by his expression that the décor was the last thing on his mind. He removed his jacket and placed it on the bedside table.

“So are you going to propose to me William, like your father suggested?” she asked in mock innocence.

William started taking off his clothes, slowly and deliberately.

“Oh yes woman, I am going to propose to you all night long, think you are up for it?”

“I think so, looks like you are up for it as well,” said Buffy as she eyed the bulge in his pants.

“Want to see how much?” he asked as his hands rested on the waistband of his jeans.

Buffy licked her lips, grinning as she noticed him grow a little bigger, causing the material to stretch tightly across his groin. He unbuttoned himself, popping the buttons at a leisurely pace. Buffy made a little growl of frustration. William looked back at her with a devilish grin as the last button went and his erection was freed, resting proudly against his belly. He bent down to remove his jeans and shoes until he was totally naked. Buffy sat on the edge of the bed and crooked a finger at him.

“This bed looks awfully neat, wanna help mess it up a little?” she asked, patting the silk covers.

“Oh yes, but aren’t you going to let me see that beautiful body of yours? Here I am totally naked and you’re still dressed,”

“I thought you might like to undress me,” she suggested playfully.

William advanced on her, until they were mere inches apart. Buffy could smell the musky scent of his arousal; she felt the moisture flood her panties as she responded to it.

“It would be my pleasure,” he replied as he bent forward to pull at the edges of her tight t-shirt.

Buffy couldn’t resist any longer as the tip of his cock brushed against her lips. She swirled her tongue around the head, smiling as she heard him suck in his breath. She sat back and lifted up her arms so he could remove her top. He growled appreciatively at the black bra she wore. Buffy lay back on the bed and lifted her hips, her gaze never leaving his as he slid the material of her skirt over her thighs to reveal a matching pair of black panties.

“You dress to impress,” he said admiringly.

Her skirt joined the rest of her clothing on the floor. William crawled up the bed in a predatory manner, pressing kisses on her midriff. His tongue trailed down her body before stopping at the edge of her panties, Buffy let out a little cry as he surprised her by catching an edge in his teeth and began to pull them off her. Buffy quickly removed her bra, wanting to feel his naked flesh on hers. She pulled him down and kissed him with deep open-mouthed kisses as she allowed his tongue entrance to her mouth. She parted her legs instinctively; William rocked his hips gently as his erection stroked at her clit, teasing her to near insanity.

She made little cries of frustrated want as he continued his movements. She tried to wiggle lower, but he would not let her. He nipped and sucked at her throat before whispering in her ear.

“What do you want Buffy?”

“You know what I want,”

“Tell me…” he breathed against her skin.

“I want you inside me, your cock, William I need you,” she begged.

“You do it, put me inside you,” he urged.

Buffy looked into his eyes as her hand reached between their bodies. She curled her fingers around his shaft and placed it at her entrance. She lifted her hips. Both of them moaned as the head slipped inside, he relieved them both of their torture as he thrust into her up to the hilt. Buffy let out another little cry as he rolled them both over in the bed until she was on top of him.

“I want to watch you, feel you as you cum all over my cock,”

“I love your dirty talk,” she smiled down at him.

Buffy was still trying to adjust to the depth of his penetration in this new position. She threw her head back in ecstasy as he grasped her hips and ground her down onto him. She experimentally lifted herself up and sank back down on him. Her eyes flew to his face as she did it, he was watching in fascination at the place their bodies were joined.

“Oh god, Buffy,”

She felt an incredible rush of power as he reacted to her movements. She plunged onto him repeatedly. William grasped her hips tighter as he felt the pressure build inside him, begging for release. As he felt the first tremors of her pussy as it clamped around him, he let loose with a shout, thrusting so strongly that he was almost lifting her off the bed with the force of it as he emptied himself deep inside her.

Buffy collapsed against his chest in an exhausted heap, her tears mingling with the dampness of his chest.

“I love you so much, why don’t you hate me?” she sobbed.

William lifted her head to kiss her gently on the lips, stroking her tears away with his thumbs.

“I could never hate you, be mad as hell at you sometimes maybe, but never hate…I love you too, so much. Buffy…and while we are at it,”

“You mean were at it,”

William leaned over, and took something from the pocket of his jacket.

“Buffy Summers will you marry me?” he asked solemnly.

“Yes,”

He took her hand and placed the ring on the finger of its rightful owner. She bent down to kiss him, her tongue tracing the contours of his mouth. William flipped over onto her back again.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“What does it feel like? He asked as he gently thrust inside her, they both still being joined. “Proposing of course, I did say I was going to do it all night long and I never go back on my promises,” he grinned as she felt him harden inside her.

Epilogue- Three years later

Buffy looked around the library; it had not changed one little bit since the last time she had been in here. She smiled at the fond recollections that flooded her mind, whispered words of love and sighs of passion that had been created with the man she loved, whom was now her husband. She turned around at the sound of footsteps, beaming at William as he took her in his arms and kissed the top of her head.

“So where’s your uncle then? We came all the way from England to surprise him,”

“It seems that we have arrived in the middle of his lunch break, didn’t want to disturb him while he was in the hall,”

“So we have a little time to kill,” she replied

Buffy took William by the hand and led him over to his uncle’s office. She opened the door, switched on the light, and drew him in, closing the door behind them and locking it.

“What do you have in mind?” he asked teasingly, already knowing the answer.

“Reliving a few happy memories, wanna join me?” Buffy asked as she hopped up on the desk, parting her legs slightly, to reveal her thighs, the first part of her he had ever touched. He stroked at the soft flesh before his hand went higher and she sucked in a breath.

“Do I,” he purred at her.

He kissed her hard on the lips, both caught up in their mutual passion for each other, that the passing of time had done nothing to quench. Neither of them heard the rattle of the door as someone tried to open it from the outside.

Mr Giles put his ear to the door…if it was students up to no good…

“Oh God William,”

“Buffy,”

Mr Giles sighed in frustration, but then straightened up and walked out of the library. An extra half hour would not hurt he smiled to himself.

THE END

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