Coo Coo Ca-Choo

The next several weeks of summer rushed by in a fast blur for Xander and a slow crawl for William as they prepared for their move away from home. William had attempted to call Buffy many times but continued getting her answering machine. He lost track of how many messages he had left her. With each call that went unreturned, his heart hardened a bit more.

William’s mum bawled her eyes out begging God to tell her where she went wrong after William told her he was going away to college. Xander’s father merely grunted and told him not to come begging him for money when he got kicked out for being so stupid. William figured he couldn’t complain when you compared the two.

William’s mood fluctuated between intense longing to see Buffy again and furious anger at her for using him again. Xander didn’t even ask him anymore if he had heard from her because it only started trouble.

It was a week away for the start of the fall semester. They had decided to leave a week in advance and get themselves situated in their dorm rooms before classes actually started. William was relieved to finally get word back that due to UCS and UCLA being affiliated schools, the grant he had applied for and won for UCS could be transferred to UCLA. That meant less student loans he had to take out.

The two young men finished packing up William’s car with their suitcases and bags.
As the neared the “Leaving Sunnydale” sign, Xander dared William to run it over, not thinking he actually would. He was wrong. The black Desoto sped away from the scene of the crime leaving a murdered road sign in its wake.

Buffy walked in her door, threw her purse and jacket down on the sofa and kicked her shoes off. Ugh, what a day, she thought as she went to the kitchen to pour herself a glass of wine. Passing back through the living room, glass in hand, she saw the light blinking on her machine. She pressed play and listened.

“Hey, Buffy…it’s me Riley. Thought maybe you might want to get together this weekend. Call me…Bye”

Shesseessed delete. When is he going to get it through that thick Cro-Magnon skull of his that I’m not interested she thought as the second message started.

“Buffy, dear, it’s Mom. Just calling to see how the new job is going. Have you seen Willow yet? I have a big showing at the gallery this coming weekend. Would be nice if you could maybe come up for it. Give me a call. Love you.”

Love you too, Mom, Buffy said out loud.

“Buffy…please if you’re there, pick up the phone. Look…even if you don’t want to see me again…the least you could do is tell me instead of running away…oh wait...that’s what you’re best at…running away...” the caller took a deep breath “Christ..I can’t stop thinking about you. I miss you, Buffy. I’m leaving tomorrow with Xander to come down there. Classes start in a week. I’ll call you when we get there….”

Buffy drained her glass and sat down on the sofa. She pillowed her face in her hands. Oh, William…what am I going to do with you? She thought.

The night of the pizza parlor, after Buffy had come down from her high, she had kicked herself a thousand times over. Way to lead him on, Buffy, when you know there can never be anything between you two, she scolded herself. She cursed herself for giving him her number. He had been calling almost every day, his voice turning more desperate with each call.

Riley had asked her out several times and now after this last message, she was contemplating just saying yes to the buffoon just to have something else to do than sit around and think about William. Sweet, passion-filled blue eyed William. Sigh. She hadn’t meant to let her feelings get so carried away with him. He was just a kid, she told herself. Taking a deep breath she got up and went back to the phone, picked i and and dialed a number.

“Hello!”
“Hi, Riley. It’s Buffy. Still want to get together this weekend?” she asked him.
“YES! Sure, Buffy! I’m glad you called” he said so cheerily she wanted to gag.
“My mom is having a big showing at her art gallery in San Francisco this weekend and wants me to come up. Would you like to go with me?” Buffy inquired.
“I’d love to go with you!” Riley said enthusiastically.
“Great. I’ll fill you in on the details tomorrow at work. Goodnight Riley”
“Goodnight Buffy. Sweet Dreams”

She hung up the phone. I always have sweet dreams, they just won’t be of you, she thought.

William and Xander had been assigned to the same dorm house and fortunately they were able to talk their respective dorm mate assignees to switch so they could room together. They had been setting up their room and exploring the campus all week.

William decided not to call Buffy. She wouldn’t call him back anyway. It was time to move to Plan B. He had her address and he was going to use it. He kept himself as busy as he could all week deciding he would go see her Saturday morning.

Buffy was up at the crack of dawn Saturday morning, packing and getting ready for her trip back home. She had decided to fly instead of drive. Less time on the road meant more time she could spend with her mom. She had made reservations for her and Riley and they were to fly out of LAX at 1 in the afternoon. It was the earliest flight she could get. The plane ride to Frisco was short though so they would be there in plenty of time for Joyce’s big night. She booked them reservations at a hotel for Saturday night and they would be returning Sunday evening.

Buffy was pouring herself a cup of coffee when she heard a soft knock on her front door.
Glancing at the clock which showed 9 am, she thought, Riley’s not supposed to be here until 11. She walked to the door, coffee cup in hand. She was so surprised when she opened it to find William standing there that she jumped and spilled her coffee all over him.
“Ahhhh!” he screamed as the hot coffee splashed threw the thin fabric of his t-shirt.
“Oh God William! I’m so sorry. You startled me. I didn’t expect to see you” Buffy babbled.
“Christ, I think you burned me, woman” he muttered.
Buffy grabbed his hand and pulled him inside the door.
“We better get this off and take a look” she said in all seriousness not trying to be sexual at all. She reached for the hem of his soaked shirt and pulled it up over his head. His chest and stomach had red splotches from the hot coffee.
“I’m so sorry” Buffy murmured as she ran her fingertips lightly over the reddened skin.
William sucked in his breath, not from the pain but from Buffy’s touch. He pulled away from her.
“Come in. Sit down on the couch and I’ll go get some burn cream I have in the first aid kit” Buffy ordered him.
“I’m fine, Buffy, really. Barely hurts at all” William assured her.
“Are you sure?” Buffy asked him as she moved to walk away again.

William reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her down onto him on the couch.
“I’m fine. Why didn’t you return my phone calls, Buffy?” her questioned her with pain filled eyes.
“I…I…uhhh…you called? My machine must be broken…” her face flushed as she tried to lie to him.
“Don’t lie to me, Buffy. I can handle a lot of things but I won’t tolerate you lying to me. If you don’t want to see me anymore, tell me to my face. Don’t run from me. You’re supposed to me the older mature one of us after all” William told her.

Buffy had her out there. All she had to do was take it and tell him she couldn’t see him anymore. He was asking her to do that. Just say it Buffy, she told herself. Before she could form the words though, another part of her brain took the reins and she found herself smashing her lips to his.

William returned her kiss with equal fervor then pushed her back away from him.
“Buffy…stop…you can’t keep doing this to me…shagging me…then taking off and I don’t hear from you again…I can’t do this…I need more…” William pleaded with her.

Buffy was lost in the moment, “So do I, William…please…I need you…” she straddled his lap and began grinding herself against his groin.

That did it. William grabbed her behind and pressed her even harder to him. She was only wearing her bathrobe and a thin silk nighty underneath it with no panties. William twisted them around and laid her down on the couch. He untied her robe and pushed her nightgown up around her waist. Lifting one of her legs, he draped it over the back of the couch and spread her wide open for him.

“I need to taste you.” He said huskily as he lowered his head and latched onto her glistening pussy with his mouth.
“Oh God! YES! Eat me William. That’s it honey…oh...you’re so good at this. Lick me so good... Suck my clit…yes...yes...” Buffy thrashed her head from side to side as William sucked and licked every inch of her juicy pussy from top to bottom. He stuck his tongnsidnside her and began shoving it in and out.
“AHHHH….fuck me with your tongue….yes...don’t stop...don’t ever stop” she moaned.
“Talk to me, William” she panted.
Buffy loved to goad him into trying to talk dirty to her. He was still unsure of himself when it came to that but he was getting better.
“You like that, Buffy? Like my tongue up inside you?” William breathed.
“AHHH…yeah…” Buffy squirmed beneath him.
“Gonna fuck you with my tongue. Make you cum all over it” William said growing bolder.

He resumed tonguing her and with his fingers reached up to twirl her clit between them as he thrust his tongue in and out. Buffy screamed and felt her inner walls clench as her juices began to squirt out. William lapped it all up with his rough tongue, relishing the taste and texture of her. The exquisite juiciness that was Buffy.

They rested briefly and then Buffy sat up and moved around to the side of the couch and bent her torso over the armrest sticking her ass up in the air. William was behind her instantly not even having to be told. He unzipped his jeans and shoved them down to his ankles then placed his huge cock at her dripping hole. He took her hips in his hands and thrust in hard and deep.

“Unnnghhh” Buffy cried out from his roughness. She liked this side of him he was beginning to grow into.
“Oh yeah…harder...fuck me hard, William…” she egged him on.
“Ahhh…so bloody tight…” William grunted as he rammed her from behind.

He looked down to where their bodies were joined and watched his cock disappear into her pussy then reappear again. It was the most erotic thing he had ever seen. It fueled his lust even more and he began slamming into her harder and deeper than he had ever gone before.

“OHHHH HOLY FUCK…WILLIAM! That’s it...hurt me baby...fuck me so hard it hurts…do it...please…punish me with that cock..Punish me with it…” Buffy was rambling off such nasty things and damn it was turning him on big time.

She was begging him to punish her. Not even knowing where it came from, as if it was some sort of primal instinct, William brought one of his hands from her hips and raised it up, then brought it back down, spanking her on one cheek of her ass.

“Uuuhhhhh!” Buffy groaned and pushed her ass back against him hard.
Encouraged, William brought his hand down again and spanked the other cheek.
“That’s it. Take your punishment” the words flew from his mouth. He didn’t know who was more surprised by his behavior, Buffy or himself. Either way, she was about ready to explode. He reached around and began fingering her clit as he pounded her into the sofa.

“Now! William! NOW. Cumming….righttttttttttttt NOW!” Buffy convulsed all around his cock. A few more thrusts and he followed her.
“Take it, Buffy…take my cum...It’s all for you…milk it out of me…love you so much” he jerked and twitched until there was nothing left to give.

William pulled out and reached down; pulling up his jeans and tucking himself back inside. Buffy stood up on wobbly knees. She turned around to face her punisher and there stood sweet William again, bright red face, blushing with the knowledge of what he had just done. Christ, he was adorable. How he could go from being this “gonna fuck you so hard stud” to this shy insecure boy in a manner of minutes was intoxicating to Buffy.

“Sorry…got kinda carried away” William looked anywhere but at her.
“I like it when you get carried away” Buffy grinned.
“I really need a shower now. I’ll be back in a few minutes” Buffy went off to the bathroom.

William took this time alone to study Buffy’s apartment. He looked at the pictures on her mantle. There was an older woman he assumed was her mum in a picture by herself. There was a picture of Buffy with a cute red headed girl. As he walked around the room, he noticed for the first time a suitcase sitting close to the front hall.

Buffy came out from the bedroom 30 minutes later, showered and dressed.
“Going somewhere?” William asked her pointing to the suitcase.
“Oh...that…my mom is having a showing at her gallery in Frisco tonight. I’m flying out this afternoon. I’ll be back tomorrow evening.” She informed him leaving out the minor detail that she was being accompanied by Riley.

“When does your flight leave?” William asked. “I can drive you to the airport” he offered. Before she could answer, there was a knock at the door. Dammit, not now! She cursed Riley internally. He was 20 minutes early and she was hoping to get William out before he arrived. She stood immobile.

“Gonna answer the door, luv?” William raised an eyebrow at her.
“Uhh...yeah...” she walked over and opened it to reveal a grinning from ear to ear Riley.
“Ready for a fun-filled trip for two to San Francisco??” Riley beamed.

William’s heart sank as he heard Riley’s words. That bitch! He let her do it again to him! Shagged him and now she was running off with some other bloke. Do not cry, William. Do not cry, he begged himself as his emotions threatened to break the surface.

“Oh, hey! Is that your cousin? He here for school now?” Riley inquired noticing William standing behind Buffy for the first time.
“Hi there kiddo!” Riley pushed his way past Buffy and ruffled William’s hair like he was a 6 year old child, not even thinking anything of the fact that William was standing there bare-chested. He really is a moron, Buffy thought.

William was livid. He had never felt so humiliated in his life.

“William stopped by to visit this morning, Riley. Silly me, I spilled coffee all over him, ruined his shirt and burned him a bit” Buffy explained to Riley.
“Ouch…that had to hurt. Wondered why you had your shirt off.” He said nonchalantly
“Welp...you about ready, Buffy? We want to get to the airport earlier enough before take-off time due to the increased security screening.” Riley said.
“Yeah, Riley…let me just say goodbye to William.” Buffy turned to him.

“Don’t bother. I was just leaving anyway. See ya round, Cousin” William emphasized the last word.
“William, wait…” Buffy caught him at the door as Riley wandered around the living room.
“Get your hands off me, bitch” William said between clenched teeth as he looked down at the hand Buffy had on his arm. She opened her eyes wide in shock.
“Try not to think of me too much when you’re fucking him, you lying whore” he spat out words that he had never in his life said to any woman.
With that, he shook her arm off and ducked out of her apartment, sans shirt. Fuck it, he thought. He would just have to drive back to the dorm without wearing one.

Buffy stood at the door, her head spinning, feeling like she couldn’t breathe.
“Come on, Buffy...we better get a move on” Riley came up behind her, her suitcase in hand.
“Uhh...yeah...just let me get my purse” she managed to mutter.

William waited until he got to the safety of his Desoto, then he cried like a baby all the way back to campus.

Buffy waited until they had boarded the plane and taken off before excusing herself to the bathroom, then she cried like a baby all the way to San Francisco.

Continued in Chapter 6- She Fuckin' Hates Me