Title: Sweet Sixteen Author: Pattyanne snapkik@yahoo.com Disclaimer: None of the BtVS characters belong to me. Feedback: Love some, thanks. Rating: Up to NC-17 Summary: AU. Buffy and William are teenage neighbors meeting for the first time. Part sixteen..... ~~~~~ "This magic moment So different and so new Was like any other Until I kissed you..." ~~~~~ Slowly...carefully...William moved his hand from under Buffy's bra and placed it on her outer thigh, slightly above her knee. With any other girl he'd known, this maneuver would probably have gotten his face slapped for him. But, with Buffy it was different. She was as eager to learn as he was. There was so much that he wanted to do with her that he could barely keep things straight in his head. His thoughts and his needs were a jumbled up knot of nerves and passion skittering around in his brain, looking for a place to settle. The skin beneath his fingers was warm and soft, and he was nearly shaking with the anticipation of touching her so intimately once again. Lowering his head, he kissed the plump curve of her breast, breathing her fragrance in until it made him light headed. He rubbed his cheek against the firm bud of her nipple, then took it into his mouth and sucked it. Buffy inhaled sharply, arching her back just the tiniest bit. "Oh..." His lips touched the hollow between her breasts. "All right?" he asked softly. "More than all right," she whispered. William had to smile. She was so giving...so sweet. "I love you." Her eyes fluttered open and focused on him. "I love you, too." ~~~~~ "And then it happened It took me by surprise I knew that you felt it, too By the look in your eyes..." ~~~~~ Much to his surprise, Buffy's hands moved to the front of his shirt and began to undo the buttons. He said nothing, afraid that she might stop. When she had all the buttons unfastened, she placed her hands on the sides of his shirt and pulled it open. "I wanted to know," she began, her cheeks turning pink. "If..." "If what?" he asked, begging her silently in his head not to stop her explorations. Her eyes met his and she smiled a little shyly. "If it feels as good to you as it does to me when..." Her fingers glided from his shoulders to his chest. "When you're touched here," she finished, lightly brushing the tips of her fingers against his nipples. The flat copper discs tightened beneath her touch, and he felt a lightning bolt of sensation strike at his nerve endings. His hips jerked involuntarily, causing his erection to grind against her. Sliding down on the sofa, she allowed her legs to part wider and he settled himself against her, pressing down slightly. The arms he had braced on either side of her were trembling, and he wasn't at all certain they would continue to support him very well. "Does...does that answer your question?" he asked, smiling down at her. She looked up at him beneath the veil of her lashes. "It feels good?" "It feels wonderful," he assured her quickly. "Every thing you do feels wonderful." Buffy hesitated, considering her next move. She licked her lips and raised her head a little. "Come closer." Taking a firm grip on his self control, William adjusted himself and lowered his chest until he could feel her warm breath on his skin. Holding his own breath in an agony of anticipation, he waited...then gasped out loud at the silky wetness of her tongue as it delicately licked his right nipple. "Oh, God.." he moaned, his head dropping forward. "Buffy..do it again. Please." Buffy felt a surge of feminine power rising up in her when he begged for her touch. Turning her head slightly, she closed her eyes and traced her tongue around his left nipple this time. His chest expanded as he took in a deep breath, and she placed her hands on either side of his waist, urging him closer. William felt like he was drowning in warm honey. He opened his eyes and looked down, watching as she teased and tantalized his flesh with her sweet little tongue. Before he could stop it, thoughts of what else she might do with her mouth flashed into his brain, printing an indelible picture there. He tried to force it away. He could certainly never suggest that she do something like...like that, although.... **Maybe....if I show her...if she'll let me...oh, God...maybe she would want to...** His mind was spinning rapidly beyond his control. Just the thought of sharing something so intimate with her was driving him slowly insane. Problem was...he had no idea how to get such a thing started. His previous experience didn't include anything even close to what he wanted to happen next. He wrestled silently with the problem for a moment, rapidly formulating and discarding different options before he decided to just go ahead and ask her what she thought. Screwing all his courage to the sticking place, he pulled back to look into her eyes. Buffy, who had been enjoying what she was doing, was surprised when he withdrew. She looked at him with a question in her eyes. "You...don't you like that?" William nodded emphatically. "Very much," he told her. "But...but I was thinking that...that we could do something...else." He saw her tense up, and he knew what she was think- ing. Rushing to reassure her, he explained himself a little more clearly. "Buffy...I know that it's too soon for us to do...what you're thinking. I understand that...and I'd never ask you to do something you're not ready for...I'd never pressure you, or...or..." He felt like a total git, stammering and fumbling for words this way. She must think he was an inept clod. She instantly soothed his insecurity. Placing one small hand on his cheek, she gazed into his eyes. "I know that already. And you're not...I promise." ~~~~~ "Sweeter than wine Softer than a summer night..." ~~~~~ Encouraged by her words, William pressed on. "I meant that we can do...other things together. To make each other...feel good." "You mean like...what we did at the beach?" Buffy asked, blushing at the memory. Her warm hands...her soft fingers...touching his body...caressing his...... His trousers became uncomfortably tight as the image formed in his head. "Yes...like that," he said. "And...and something else, too. If you want to." Seeing William this way, a boy who was usually confident and sure of himself, touched Buffy's heart and made her smile. He was so sweet, and she loved him so much, so much that she couldn't remember what it was like NOT to love him. "Something else?" she prompted. Not allowing himself a chance to rethink this whole scenario, he placed one hand on her inner thigh, then slipped it up under her dress. "I could touch you here," he said, his fingers brushing the front of her underpants, "with my mouth." Buffy's cheeks turned crimson at his words. Oral sex! He was suggesting oral sex! With her! Oh. Oh, she just couldn't. Could she? If she did...if she let him...he would want her to do it, too. And she had never...she wouldn't know how to...what to do. **But I love him...I want him..** She swallowed hard. "I've never..." "Neither have I," he admitted. ~~~~~ "Everything I want, I have Whenever I hold you tight ~~~~~ Buffy was a little surprised. She'd never have been able to suggest doing what he was suggesting if she'd never done it before. She could tell that he was being truthful, though. He was too nervously shy to be anything else. And she liked the idea of being the first girl he'd... The first? She couldn't be. Not with him being so totally cute and sexy, and so sweet at the same time. How could it be possible. He'd had girlfriends before...hadn't he? Well, now she had to know. If it killed her with embarrassment, she was going to ask. "So," she said hoarsely, then cleared her throat. "You've never...I mean...what you were talking about...never?" "Never," he confirmed. Buffy played absently with the curls at the nape of his neck, trying for casual aplomb. "William...I was wondering if...if you...have you..." He had a pretty fair idea of what she was trying to ask, but he kept a straight face and let her choke it out. "Are you...um..." She took a deep breath and asked the question with her rapid exhale. "Areyouavirgin?" William hadn't thought it was possible for her face to turn any redder, but apparently he'd been wrong. Biting his lower lip to keep from laughing, he made his confession. "Yes," he nodded. "Actually....I am." Uncertain as to how she'd feel about hearing this, he was pleasantly surprised to see an enraptured smile bloom on her pretty face. He'd never imagined his lack of experience would make her so happy. "Really?" she asked, threading her fingers into his curls. He turned his head and kissed her fingers. "Really," he replied, then gave her a questioning look. "You don't mind that I...really don't know what I'm doing?" Buffy shook her head. Mind? It was one of the best things she'd ever heard. "I think it's wonderful," she said, cupping his face in her hands. "Why?" "Because....we'll be learning it all together," she said simply. "We'll teach each other...everything." "Everything?" he breathed, his eyes soft with love. "Everything." ~~~~~ "This magic moment With your lips so close to mind Will last forever Forever till the end of time..." ~~~~~ TBC...