The Shy Librarian

Chapter 4

“Willow, I ‘m not so sure this is a good idea,” said Buffy as her friend dragged her towards the lunch hall.

“C’mon Buffy you can’t keep hiding forever. Harmony and Cordelia will get bored of the subject and find a new victim. Keeping away just makes it look like you have something to hide…which I know you don’t,” said Willow.

“Fine, but if this all turns out badly, I know who to blame,” sighed Buffy.

They entered the lunch hall together. One or two people stopped talking and stared at her, but Buffy just walked past them, her head held high. They queued up to get their lunches when a familiar waft of potent designer perfume filled their nostrils. Willow turned around to see Cordelia and Harmony standing there. Buffy continued onwards pretending ignorance of the newcomers.

“I heard that Buffy did whole football team last week,” said Cordelia casually.

Buffy gritted her teeth, her hands clenched tightly on her food tray.

“Yeah, really? That figures. Riley told me all about that day in the locker room. Apparently, they were both about to fuck her brains out…just like I thought. Seems Miss high and mighty loves a good gangbang,” giggled Harmony.

Harmony screamed as Buffy’s fist connected with her face.

“Oh God, you punched my nose? Do you have any idea how much my father paid for it…I’ll get you thrown out of this school,” wailed Harmony as she ran off, closely followed by Cordelia.

“I’m sorry Buffy, but you were right this was a bad idea,” apologised Willow.

“I’m not mad at you Will, the Bitch had it coming,” said Buffy as she looked at her grazed knuckles in satisfaction.

She picked up her lunch tray and continued down the line.

William had been watching her from the far side of the lunch hall, stealing little glances at her. Not that he had to fear anyone noticing his attentions. From what he could tell, a couple of girls had been giving Buffy a hard time. One of them he recognised from yesterday morning, but the other had been an unfamiliar person to him. He’d nearly choked on his mouthful of fries as he witnessed Buffy swing a punch at the blonde girl.

He watched her take a tray and sit several rows of tables away from him. She still hadn’t noticed his being there, so it gave him the luxury of studying her face. Her cheeks were red and she looked close to tears as she half-heartedly bit into her sandwich.

Whatever was troubling her, he wished he could go over to her, take her in his arms, and tell her it would be okay. William sighed, he bet that would get everyone’s attention then. For now he had to satisfy himself with just sending sympathetic glances her way.

Buffy looked up from her food as if sensing someone’s gaze on her. Her eyes widened in surprise as she saw William.

“Okay?” he mouthed at her silently.

Buffy nodded back, afraid to be showing too much attention openly to anyone of the opposite sex. Willow joined her at the table and she turned her mind back to her friend, although still very aware of William’s presence just a few tables away.

“Buffy?”

“What?”

“You haven’t been listening to a word I’ve said have you?” asked Willow teasingly.

Xander plopped down in the seat next to Willow.

“Hi guys just heard about Harmony. Way to go Buffy,” he mumbled in-between forkfuls of food.

“Uh-oh,” said Willow.

“What?” asked Buffy.

“Don’t look now, but something wicked this way comes,” said Willow.

Buffy turned her head just in time to see Angel and Riley enter the lunch hall together, all the colour leeching from her face.

“Sorry Will, Xander, but I think I just lost my appetite,”

Buffy got up from the table and threw the remainder of her lunch in the trash. Steeling herself as Angel became aware of her and started to walk towards her.

“Don’t you dare Angel, just stay away,” said Buffy as she ran from the lunch hall.

William had noted Buffy’s stricken expression as the tall dark-haired boy had come towards her. He had risen instinctively from his seat, but then Buffy had hightailed it out of the lunch hall and was long gone.

William gathered up his belongings and headed back to the library.


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Buffy walked off in the direction of the girl’s restrooms. Trying desperately to hold back the tears that had formed behind her eyes. She almost had her hand on the door when she heard Principle Flootie’s voice behind her.

“A word if you please Miss Summers,”

“Fine,” she replied petulantly as she followed the principle to his office.

Buffy entered the office and the principle closed the door behind them.

“I’ve just received a serious complaint that you assaulted a fellow student in the lunch queue. Is that correct?” he asked

“Yes, I did sir, but she was asking for it…if you knew,”

“I can’t tolerate that sort of behaviour in my school Miss Summers, there are no exceptions,”

Buffy looked down at the floor.

“So what are you gonna do about it?” asked Buffy. Silently praying that whatever it was didn’t include calling her mother.

“I am going to exclude you from your lessons for the rest of the day,”

“But I…”

“No arguments Miss Summers, collect your things and I shall escort you to the school library where you can spend the remainder of your day. Maybe the quiet time will give you chance to reflect on your behaviour,”

Buffy continued to look at the floor, a little, almost indiscernible smile on her face. He wasn’t going to get any more arguments from her quarter. She could almost hug Harmony Kendall at that moment in time!

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William scanned the rows of high school yearbooks. He located the most recent one and removed it from the shelf. He sat down at one of the tables in the main body of the library. Flicking through it, he found a photo of the football team. Angel…the razorbacks star player. He skimmed through the paragraph. So this was Angel, just what exactly did he mean to Buffy? On the opposite page was a group photo of the cheerleaders. Buffy looked so happy, happier than he had ever seen her. No shadows under her eyes or that haunted look that was so apparent now.

“Mr Giles?”

*Oh bloody hell* thought William as he turned to face his employer.

William stopped in his tracks as he saw that the principle was not alone. He quickly remembered to close his mouth at the sight of Buffy standing alongside Flootie.

“Is there a problem?” asked William

*God she told him about this morning and he has come to fire me*

“Yes, Miss Summers is to spend the rest of the school day here. If you have any tasks that you need assistance with then I am sure Miss Summers can oblige you,” he said.

With that, Flootie turned on his heels and marched out of the library.

Buffy walked over to the table and pulled out a chair. She sat down and observed William.

“Alone at last and with the principles blessing. What more could we ask?” said Buffy.

She deliberately crossed her legs, causing her skirt to ride up high around her thighs. William swallowed hard as he saw the edge of a pair of white lacy panties.

He had to resist the urge to run to the sanctuary of his office. He settled for a fast pace, sensing that Buffy was hard on his heels. She closed the door behind them and locked it; shutting the blinds, she turned to face him.

“What are you so afraid of William?” she asked

“That this all just some diversion to you. You’re beautiful Buffy, you could have any man you wanted. Why me?” he asked.

“According to some people I have been having any man I wanted,” she said quietly under her breath.

“What was that?”

“Nothing…you really think I’m beautiful?” she asked

William nodded, looking down at the floor. He heard a sob and his head snapped back up, shocked to see the tears running down her face. He took the few steps towards her and wrapped his arms around her.

“What is it love?”

She smiled through her tears at his endearment, accidental or otherwise.

“It’s a long story,”

Buffy wiped at her eyes. He could sense her reluctance to share, so he dropped the subject. Hoping at least that she would trust him with whatever it was when she was ready.

William let his arms drop from her sides and took a seat behind the desk, feeling the need to put a barrier between them. As much as he had loved the feel of her in his arms, it was just too much of a temptation to him.


“You want to know why I crave you William. For craving it is…it’s like you are in my blood,” she admitted.

“It’s been the same for me,” he answered quietly.

“And of course there is the matter of your gorgeous body. A body that I can’t wait to explore every inch of,” she grinned.

William coughed, and Buffy continued.

“It was also your eyes, what I read in them…such promise. I don’t know you, but I do. It’s funny when I met you yesterday albeit in such strange circumstances, it was like I had found something that had been lost. I ‘m not explaining myself very well. Let me show you how I feel when I’m with you,” she sighed.

Buffy walked around the side of the desk. Before William knew what she was about, she pushed the chair against the wall. She hitched up her skirt and straddled him on the chair.

“What are you doing Buffy?”

“Showing you just what you do to me,”

He began to harden at the feel of her heat. It was almost burning him through his pants. Only two thin layers of clothing separated them. He sucked in a breath as she moved against him and he closed his eyes.

“No keep your eyes open. I want to see every emotion on your face as I touch you,” she panted.

She thrust against his tweed-covered cock and lowered her head to kiss him. William hadn’t kissed a girl since nursery school. Unsure what she wanted, he kept his mouth tightly closed. Buffy licked along his lips with the tip of her tongue.

“Open your mouth for me William, let me inside,”

William obeyed her, groaning at the new sensations as her tongue met his. His hands gripped her hips of his own volition and thrust up against her. He could feel a moistness between her legs as one of his hands crept along the bare flesh of her thigh, resting at the edge of her panties. Buffy broke away from their kiss and looked into his eyes.

“Do it William touch me, feel how wet I am for you,”

William took a deep breath and steadied himself. He had never touched a girl there before, What if he did it all wrong? His old doubts and insecurities came flooding back to him.

“William?” she asked questioningly.

In the company of this girl, he felt he could be anything. He mentally called himself a fool for his doubts. He slipped a finger under the snowy white material.

“Do you know what I did last night?” she breathed.

William shook his head.

“I touched myself…right where you are touching me now,”

“Oh,” was all he could think of to say.

“You wanna know who was thinking of while I was doing it?” she asked.

“I-don’t know,”

“You…riding me filling me with your cum,”

William mentally started counting to ten. If he didn’t get control of himself, the only thing that would be filling with cum would be his borrowed pants.


“Buffy…I.”

“Going too fast for you?” she asked.

“I’ve never done this before. You are the first, what if I disappoint you?” he asked.

She had sensed his reserve, but she had never thought him to be a virgin. What was wrong with all those girls back in England? She thought.

“Touch me and tell me do I feel disappointed?” she asked.

William’s fingers made contact with her heated pussy and she squirmed against his hand. He slipped a finger inside making contact with her clit. She reared back as if she had received an electric shock. William did it again and Buffy pressed herself against him harder.

“This time I want to come with your fingers rammed up inside of me,”

William put an arm around her back and stood up. Buffy wrapped her legs around him as he sat her on the edge of the desk. He was still pumping her with his fingers as he knocked all the papers on the desk to the floor with his free hand.

“You’re a natural William,” she gasped.

He pushed her down on the surface of the desk, sliding his fingers out of her. She mewled in disappointment, which was short-lived as she watched him put the two fingers in his mouth.

“I wanted to taste you too,” he admitted hesitantly.BuffBuffy groaned as moisture pooled between her legs. William could see the wet patch as it spread on the material of her panties. He spread her legs further and bent his head to inhale her scent. He recognised it as the musky scent of this morning.

“Can I take these off?” he asked.

“I thought you’d never ask,” she replied urgently.

He hooked his thumbs either side of them and pulled them down to her ankles before removing them, tucking them into his jacket pocket.

“Are you on the pill or do you have any protection?” he asked.

She smiled tenderly at him and his obvious concern for her and her well being.

“No, but we can do other stuff, just let me show you,” said Buffy making a mental note to get herself to the doctors as soon as possible.

William was having trouble taking his eyes off her as she sat herself back up and reached for the fastening on his pants.

“I want to see that gorgeous cock of yours,"

He felt himself get harder at her words if that was actually achievable. He sighed with relief as she unzipped him and pushed his pants down around his knees. Buffy removed the remainder of her clothes so that she was naked before him.

“Take the rest of your clothing off, I need to see all of you,” she whispered huskily.

He hesitated and she sighed before slipping his jacket from his shoulders and loosening his tie. William finished the task, taking off his shirt and throwing it to the floor, but unable to meet her eyes. Buffy put the tip of her finger under his chin and lifted his head to look at her.

“Don’t be shy William, you are lovely, all of you…inside and out,” she told him, capturing his lips with her own, as they sank back onto the desk.

She revelled in the weight of him on her, she could feel his hardness digging into her, if she just shifted a few inches…oh God this was torture, she wanted him inside her so bad, as if he was the missing piece that she had been searching for all of her young life. William traced kisses along her throat, slowly moving down to her naked breasts, her nipples already hardening in anticipation of his touch.

He was emboldened as his passion for her grew. His shyness almost dissolved entirely, his thoughts only of the beautiful girl beneath him. He licked across the hard tip of her breast, satisfied as she let out a low moan, he turned his attention to the other while slowly thrusting his cock against the flesh of her thigh. Buffy thrust her hips upwards instinctively against his hardness.

William’s hand travelled down between her parted legs. He thrust his fingers into her once more. He himself gasping as she gripped his cock, and slowly began to pump at it with her hand.

Buffy could feel the stickiness of his pre cum as it trickled onto her thigh and down her bare leg, as they slid against each other

“Faster William,” she panted, as he obeyed her request, his fingers working her clit at the same time.

“So good,” she panted.

“You feel so hot and tight Buffy, I wish I could put my dick in you and feel that heat around me…”

“Why don’t you?”

She was almost at the edge, fear of pregnancy pushed to the farthest reaches of her mind.

“No, I couldn’t do that to you,” he gasped feeling close to his own release, but trying to regain control of himself.

Buffy could have cried at that moment, he really was beautiful inside and out just as she’d said. He was all hers, in a way that no one had ever been before.

“William…I…I’m cumming,”

He could feel the inner muscles of her pussy as they clamped down on his fingers in an almost vice grip. He watched her face as her features contorted as she rode the waves of her orgasm. He felt about ten feet high as realisation dawned on him that he had done that to her.

She softly sighed as he removed his fingers, taking a few moments to recover. She then looked up at him feeling a little shy herself.

“Now it’s your turn. Wanna try something?”

“Okay,” he panted a she continued to work his erection.

“Straddle me,”

He looked at her a little confused, but obeyed her request. The tip of his erection was just centimetres from her mouth. He could feel her breath as it blew across the tip. He watched as she lifted her head and took him in her mouth, He closed his eyes as she enveloped him pulling back on the foreskin as she licked and sucked at his cock. Her other hand cupped his balls. She felt the tell tale tightening and let him slide out of her mouth.

“Sit back a little,” she asked. He did so until his cock was resting between her breasts.

Buffy squeezed her breasts together, making a channel for him. He thrust forwards experimentally. The head of his cock making contact with her chin at each thrust. Buffy licked at the head as he drove forwards to his own release,

“Buffy I am going to cum,”

“I’m counting on it,” she purred as he let out a sound akin to a roar and the first splash of white cum hit her on the chin. He thought he was going to pass out as he saw her lick it up, She never took her eyes from his for one second.

Buffy’s neck and face were wet with his spendings. He stopped thrusting and got off her to lie next to her on his uncles desk.

“Gotta tissue paper or a towel by any chance?” she asked.

“I am such an idiot,” he said quickly getting off the desk and rooting around in one of the cupboards.

“Nice ass, makes me want to bite it,” she whistled appreciatively as he bent down.

William turned to face her, blushing at her words.

“We’ are gonna have to cure you of that little habit,” she teased.

William handed her the box of paper towels.

“Aren’t you going to clean me? After all you made all the mess you wicked man,” she said kissing his hand.

Buffy lay back with her hands behind her head as he took a towel from the box and began wiping his cum from her neck. Some of it had strayed into her hair. When it was all cleaned off, Buffy pulled him back onto the desk again.

“Hold me?” she asked.

William got back on the desk with her taking his uncle’s jacket; he rolled it up into a pillow for her head. He lay on his side, pulling her against him. She nestled into his arm and closed her eyes, feeling a sense of happiness and peace such as she hadn’t felt in a very long time. The last thing she felt as she drifted off to sleep was his hand stroking her hair.

TBC