The Boarder

Epilogue:

William nervously touched Buffy's hips, gently running his hand up and down the soft skin. He glanced at Angel again to make sure he hadn't changed his mind. Angel grasped William's other hand, coating the fingers with oil. Over the last month, William found that the two of them never stopped surprising him.

Angel had taught Buffy many things throughout their marriage, but this was one thing that she had never done. When she expressed interest in trying it earlier that night, William was content in the thought of watching Angel make love to her in this fashion. Angel had surprised him, though, by insisting that William be the one to introduce her to this carnal pleasure. William was overjoyed. Deep down, he had always thought of Buffy as belonging to Angel first and William second. With this, Angel was letting William know that Buffy belonged to him just as much as she belonged to Angel.

Buffy, rear end raised and displayed to William, rested her head on her arms. As William brushed his finger across her puckered orifice, he remembered the first time he did the same to Angel. Angel had wanted to feel William deep inside of him not long after William had first felt Angel move inside of himself. William had been as nervous as he was now. Slowly, he pushed his finger inside.

William hardened with arousal as he listened to Buffy moan. He had been afraid that she wouldn't like it. As she pushed back against his hand, he knew she was enjoying it. As William's finger moved inside Buffy, Angel coated William's shaft with oil. When he felt she was ready, William grasped her hips and eased his way inside of her.

"Oh." Buffy widened her eyes.

William stopped moving. "Are you all right?"

"It feels different." Buffy began to thrust her hips towards William. "I like it, though."

It was like making love to Angel, tight and hot. But instead of running his hands over hard muscles, he felt soft curves. He wasn't sure which he preferred. He loved them both.

William reached around her hips and touched her sensitive center. Buffy suddenly pushed herself off of her hands so that she was kneeling in front of him.

She turned her head to face Angel. "I want to feel you inside of me."

William, disappointed, began to withdraw.

She held on to William. "William, stay there. I need to feel you both."

Overjoyed that she wasn't rejecting him, William kissed her shoulder. He wasn't sure if this would work, though. Would there be enough room for both of them?

Angel dropped to his knees in front of Buffy and kissed her. William remained still as Angel slowly embedded himself inside of her. The movement made things even tighter for William, and he could feel Angel rubbing against him through the thin barrier.

Buffy threw her head back and screamed.

William and Angel began to move in time, one pushing in as the other pulled out. William reached around Buffy and held onto Angel, embracing them both.

The build up was intense and pure ecstasy. William found himself flying over the edge when Buffy began to shake and contract around him in her own release. Immediately, Angel cried out during his climax. Afterwards, the three laid exhausted on the bed.

Buffy closed her eyes, smiling. "You both make me so happy."

"You make us happy, Buffy." Angel said, softly and kissed the top of her head.

As William started to follow Buffy and get some well needed sleep, someone began pounding on the front door.

"Who could that be?" Angel stood up and threw on some clothing.

Buffy, now awake, began to put some clothes on, too. "Maybe someone's in trouble."

William didn't want to be left out and reluctantly followed. He was still on the stairwell when Angel and Buffy reached the door. A young woman stood holding a basket, but he couldn't make out what she was saying.

"Oh." Buffy said when William reached them.

Angel took the basket and looked at Buffy, who appeared to be in shock. Inside the basket was a small baby. "What happens to him if we don't take him?"

"An orphanage, I guess. His mother only told me about you." The woman shrugged.

Buffy shook her head, suddenly alert. "We'll raise him as our own. My husband's child isn't going to an orphanage."

The woman nodded and left. Buffy and Angel peered at the infant. Angel turned to her. "Are you sure about this?"

Buffy continued to look at the baby. "I might not have like Darla the one time I met her, but I have respect for the dead. She was the mother of your child, and she wanted you to take care of him."

Angel gave Buffy a small smile and snaked his arm around her shoulders to hold her close. William felt his stomach drop. They looked like a normal family. He realized that they would not want him around anymore. A threesome didn't raise children.

Holding back tears, William walked towards the couple. "Is this your son?" He tried to act as if everything was okay.

Angel turned to him with a somber expression. "His mother died in childbirth. We're the only family he has."

William nodded and peered at the sleeping child. The baby started to scowl as he awoke.

Buffy laughed softly. "He has your scowl." She bit her lip. "He looks just like you."

Angel's eyes began to tear. "He does, doesn't he."

"And he's ours. We have a baby." A tear rolled down Buffy's cheek.

William wanted to be happy for them, but the pain in his heart was too much. "I'll leave you two alone," he said, backing towards the stairs.

Buffy furrowed her brow and followed William. "Don't you want the baby?"

William stopped and touched her cheek. "I do, but I can't be here while he grows up. You and Angel are the married couple. I don't have a place in this child's life."

Buffy pulled William's face towards hers. "All that child will know is that he has three people who love and care for him. We can explain things when he's older, but we don't need to worry about that now."

"He'll need a wet nurse. What would she think?" William closed his eyes.

"I don't know. Maybe we don't really need one, or maybe we can pay one enough that she wouldn't talk. Or maybe she wouldn't even notice."

Angel, who was rocking the baby, suddenly looked up. "William! He has blue eyes, just like you."

William and Buffy walked back towards Angel and looked at the baby's eyes. They were indeed a deep blue.

"They might change," William said, brushing his hand on the infant's head.

"And they may not." Angel peered into William's eyes. "We'll tell the wet nurse that we have a boarder. She won't come in our bedrooms, so how would she know?"

"We'd have to be quiet during.." William blushed. Even though they had been making love together for a month, he was still embarrassed to talk about it.

Angel smiled. "We'll be very quiet." He glanced at the infant. "That is if we have enough energy after taking care of Conner."

"Conner?" Buffy raised her eyebrows. "I like that name."

"It suits him." William was feeling more at ease. His main fear was that Angel and Buffy didn't want him anymore. Instead, they assumed that he was staying. When William brought up potential problems, they nipped them in the bud.

"I'll bring the cradle into the bedroom. He shouldn't sleep alone his first night at home." Buffy headed up the stairs. William and Angel followed, bringing the baby.

"You'll make a great father." William shyly touched Angel's sleeve.

"So will you." Angel smiled. "Here, hold him."

Conner felt so light and fragile in William's arms. He didn't know what the future would bring them, but he wouldn't be alone to face it. As he entered Angel and Buffy's, and now his, bedroom, he felt right at home.

THE END


AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is where I originally had planned to end this. I might write a sequel, but I'm working on a few other stories first. After finishing this, I realize that there is much more to this story than what I've written. So, what does everyone think?