Chapter 11

“God, there’s like so many damn books to choose from. I think I’m just gonna forget about that English paper, like I really need literature in the future. Besides, I feel like I might catch a disease just from being in here, especially with that Buffy girl always being around. She is such a freak. Did I tell you what happened at the Bronze? She totally tried to kill me with a piece of wood. They’ll let anyone into this school, if you ask me; she seriously needs to be committed.”

William came out from the stacks after hearing Cordelia’s phone conversation, clenching his fists at his side.

“I have to go, that librarian guy is back. We’ll talk later,” she said, flipping her cell shut. “Do you have a better selection than this? How do you expect someone to find anything in here? I was looking for a copy of Romeo and Juliet, but really, I think I’ll just rent the Leo Dicaprio movie instead.” Cordelia headed to the front of the library, gasping when she felt a tight grip on her arm, being pulled back to stare into a pair of intense eyes.

“You are never to come in here again, and if you cause any problems for Buffy Summers, I will make you regret it. Do you understand?”

She nodded in her trance. “I understand.”

He smiled. “Good girl, now get back to class.”

Cordelia hurried out of the library, not one to be told twice.

William watched her go in amusement. He didn’t use his thrall very often, but sometimes it came in handy.


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“Rupert, this is going too far. Spike is supposed to be suffering for his crimes against my people, but something doesn’t feel right.”

“And it has nothing to do with the fact your people cursed the wrong vampire? I told you before, Jenny, I do not think William was responsible for the death of your clan’s beloved daughter. He told me Angelus was the one who did it, and I believe him.”

Jenny nodded. “That may be so, but he was still caught with her body. You know what he was like before, whether the wrong vampire was cursed or not, we did the right thing, making this world a safer place by taking a murderer out of it. How could you let him get close to the newest Slayer, especially knowing that he fell for one before? This is too dangerous.”

Giles shook his head. “I have spoken with William recently, and he assured me that everything was going well. I didn’t get any indication that he has fallen for the girl.”

“You better hope he doesn’t, Rupert. The curse isn’t as strong as my people were led to believe, one moment of true happiness could take the soul from him, and then another monster will be unleashed on the world. Buffy will be as good as dead. The first thing he’ll do is punish her for making him feel like a human again.”

“I don’t think it will come to that,” Giles claimed, praying that he was right, but he didn’t know what to believe anymore.


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“Oh, fuck, you’re really good at that.”

William grinned, licking up her slit, and shoving his tongue all the way inside of her sopping core. “So bloody delicious, a man could feast on you for an eternity and never get enough.”

She blushed, pulling him up to lay at her side.

“I have something for you,” he said, taking a ring out of his back pocket, and holding it up for her. “This actually did belong to my mother, and I wanted you to have it.”

Buffy was stunned, tears in her eyes as he placed the elegant jewel on her finger. “It’s so beautiful, William. I’ll treasure it always.”

He kissed her lips tenderly. “Happy birthday, sweetheart.”

She returned his kiss. “So far, this is the best one ever. I don’t think my birthday has anything to do with it, but Cordelia didn’t even bother me today. She saw me in the halls, and just walked away without saying anything bitchy.”

William held her close, feeling beyond content with her in his arms, deciding it was best not to explain just why the cheerleader stopped being a nuisance. “I love you.”

Buffy glanced up at him, startled by his words, but feeling the exact same thing. “I love you, too.”

“That works out nicely, then.”

“I’m ready,” she whispered. “Now more than ever.”

In mere seconds, they were both completely naked, William lying on top of her, brushing the hair out of her face. “It’ll hurt a bit at first, but I promise to make this as good for you as possible.”

Buffy grabbed his shoulders, digging her nails in. “It’s okay; I can handle anything you’re willing to give.”

William pressed his lips to hers, slowly pushing into her welcoming center. He waited for her to adjust to his size, and then buried himself fully inside, catching her gasp with his mouth. The tears made him feel like a monster, but he moved very slowly. “I’m sorry, baby, it’ll feel better soon.”

She shook her head. “I’m fine, you can go faster now.”

He pounded her hard and fast, the sounds she was making really spurring him on. “Fuck, love, you feel so bloody good.”

Buffy threw her head back, feeling that she was close, and crying out her release a moment later.

William rolled off of her, tucking her at his side, and touching his lips to the top of her head.

She snuggled up with him, falling asleep immediately, with William following shortly after.


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He awoke with a start, blinding pain surging through his very soul. He gasped, throwing the sheet off of his body, and clutching his abdomen in pure agony. He fell to the floor, waiting for the pain to pass, and just as soon as it came, it was gone.

Spike stood up, confused at the sight of the very naked girl in his bed, until it all came rushing back to him. He put his clothes on, and with one last look at the girl, ran off into the night.