Title: Sweet Sixteen Author: Pattyanne snapkik@yahoo.com Disclaimer: I only own the story Feedback: I love it. Rating: Will vary. This chapter: R Summary: AU. Buffy and William are teenage neighbors meeting for the first time, and are they crazy about each other! Part Nine..... ~~~~~ "Young love, bigger than anything You're waiting for a girl to ring Talking' about young love..." ~~~~~ Stopped at a red light halfway between Buffy's house and the Bronze, William turned to look at her. He studied her face in the glow of the instrument panel. "Buffy...do you really want to go to the Bronze?" he asked impulsively. She glanced at him, her cheeks turning pink. "Not necessarily," she murmured. "Do you?" "Not really." He didn't even have to think about it. "I'd rather go somewhere we can be alone." Only hesitating a moment, she nodded. "Me, too." The light turned green, and William made a U-turn, heading towards Sunnydale's main beach. ~~~~~ "And I don't want anyone else to call your name And I don't think anyone else could feel the same.." ~~~~~ They sat together in the farthest point of the parking lot, talking. "What's it like where you live?" Buffy asked. "Black Oaks? " William considered his answer. "It's beautiful...very big...and a little drafty in the winter." "Is it like...a castle?" "No, not exactly. It's a manor house in the country close to Yorkshire," he explained. "But it's...it's pretty big, right?" He nodded. "Yeah, it's very big. I used to get lost in it when I was a kid." Buffy sighed. "I'd love to see it. The biggest house I've ever been in was my Aunt Connie's place in Apple Valley. It had six bedrooms and two and a half stories." "Two and a half?" "Yeah, they were adding on, but it wasn't finished." "I see." There was a short silence. "Buffy," William said, tentatively, "I'd love to show you Black Oaks. I think you'd like it there. Maybe...someday..." William 'said' maybe, but he was already sure in his mind that he would take her there. He wanted to show her all the places he'd cherished when he was growing up, and he wanted her to meet everyone on the estate. Sooner or later, he would have to return there for good. He had too many responsibilities to take on, and he couldn't ask his grandmother to deal with them forever. And when he finally did go back, he wanted Buffy with him. ~~~~~ "I can't stop thinking about The way she's holding it out Talking about young love..." ~~~~~ "I love you," he whispered in her ear. "Buffy...I love you so much." The stereo was playing softly, and the sound of the waves hitting the sand echoed in his head as he pulled her close, deepening their kiss. When Buffy's brain processed his words, she pulled back and searched his face. All she could see was sincerity and the love he claimed for her, and it made her own heart start beating at a wild pace. Placing her hand on his cheek, she smoothed the small scar on his brow and said, "I love you, too." His face was always beautiful in her eyes, but when he smiled at her...the way he was doing now...it transformed him into something else...something angelic. William pulled her close again and lowered his head, pressing his lips to hers in a kiss of fierce tenderness and deep passion. Unfortunately, as much as he'd loved his car when he'd brought it home, it really wasn't the sort of vehicle that he could maneuver around in easily. Every time he leaned close to her, the gear shift dug into his side. For a moment, he considered just pulling her over onto his lap, but he didn't want her to think that all he was interested in was getting his hand down the front of her dress...although he was indeed very interested in doing just that! Drawing back slightly, he asked her if she'd like to get out of the car and walk down to the water. Buffy nodded agreeably, and she watched as he pushed the button that turned the Ferrari from a convertible to a soft top. William ran around the front of the car and opened her door, holding out his hand to help her climb out of the low slung car. He activated the door locks and the alarm, then shoved the keys into his pocket and led her down across the soft sand. ~~~~~ "Young love bigger than everything Shines like a diamond ring Talking about young love..." ~~~~~ He pulled off his jacket and spread it out on the ground for her to sit on. Buffy tucked her skirt beneath her and lowered herself as gracefully as she could manage. She slipped her sandals off and placed them to one side, then dug her toes into the cool sand. William placed himself next to her, slipping one arm around her shoulders and pulling her close to him. With his free hand, he tilted her chin up and bent his head to kiss her. When he felt her part her lips, he slipped his tongue past them and went in search of hers. She was shy, and he had to coax a response from her gently and slowly. "William," she gasped, when they parted to take in air. "Did you mean what you said? That you love me?" "Yes," he told her, without hesitation. "I meant it. I love you, Buffy. I swear I do. I think I loved you the minute I saw you." She closed her eyes and hid her face against his shoulder. "Me, too," she whispered. The feel of her warm body and the scent of her hair was making him dizzy. He rubbed his cheek against the soft tresses, then turned his head and dropped soft kisses down over the satiny curve of her cheek. Her head tilted back, and his lips traveled down her throat. Before he knew what was happening, Buffy began to unbutton the front of her dress. ~~~~~ "And I don't think anyone else could understand And I don't want anyone else to be your man.." ~~~~~ William eased her back onto the sand, keeping one arm beneath her neck. When her dress opened, she pulled both edges of it apart, baring her breasts for his eyes and his touch. "Oh, you are LOVELY," he whispered, his lips moving down her throat again, then venturing further along the path of her tender, white skin. When she felt the gentle touch of his tongue, Buffy stared up at the stars and murmured his name. One hand strayed into the thick curls at the nape of his neck, playing with them and twining them around her fingers. William brought his free hand up and cupped the mound of her right breast, then lowered his head and traced his tongue in a slow circle around the hard tip. Buffy gasped and her fingers tightened almost painfully in his hair as she pressed him against her harder. "Please," she breathed raggedly. "Oh...please." With the sound of her voice encouraging him, he smiled up at her and then opened his mouth to take her breast in and suckled it tenderly, careful not to bruise her delicate skin. Buffy lifted her other arm and wrapped it around his neck, hugging him more firmly to her breast. His mouth moved back and forth, giving each soft mound equal attention. William's hand left her breast and moved down her side, caressing and stroking her. Her skirt had bunched up during their embrace, and his hand lightly brushed the tanned skin of her outer thigh, his fingers carefully inching the fabric up a little more. He already had an erection that felt like a railroad spike, and the soft panting of her breathing was only encouraging it on. His hand slipped between the slight parting of her legs, gently fondling the lightly damp skin he discovered. If he didn't do something soon, he wasn't going to be able to walk...much less drive. "Buffy?" he whispered, kissing the lush curve of her left breast. "Will you...can I..." Her eyes opened and she looked up at him, smiling as though he was the most wonderful sight she'd ever seen. It was too soon for a complete physical union. She wasn't ready for such a thing, and he wasn't at all prepared with the necessities. "Tell me," she said softly. "Tell me what to do." Reaching up, he took her hand from around his neck and moved it slowly down the front of his body..... "Touch me," he begged. "Touch me...here." .....and placed it where he needed it to be. ~~~~~ "Young love bigger than everything Waiting for the bells to ring Talking about young love.." ~~~~~ TBC