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When Buffy met William in the kitchen, she
had changed out of her bikini, yet her current ensemble of a spaghetti-strap
tank top and denim shorts wasn't really making things any easier for him.
"I don't usually like to bother the staff
with lunch, so I was just going to make a turkey sandwich," Buffy said,
cutting any preliminaries. "Is that all right with you?"
"Yeah, that's fine," William
replied. "I can help you."
"No, I've got it," Buffy said,
shaking her head. "Anything you don't like on a sandwich?"
"I'm fine with anything. I've never
been a picky eater. Are you sure you don't want me to help you?"
"Completely sure. Just go wait in the dining room, and I'll bring it to
you in a minute." Buffy had decided while she was changing that she wanted
to go ahead and set the tone for their relationship. She didn't really see
William as the type to be overly forward, but he was a teenaged boy who would
be spending a lot of time alone with her. He was already checking her out, and
she knew it wasn't beyond the realm of possibilities
for him to develop a crush on her.
If she could establish herself in more of a
caretaker position now, maybe he'd start seeing her less an attractive young
woman and more as a step-mother. That would cut down on potential awkwardness.
At least in the nice plan Buffy had formed
in her head.
Instead, when she brought him his lunch, the
act seemed strangely intimate. She'd leaned over him to place the plate on the
table and had brushed up against him in the process, sending a shiver through
both of them. The lean muscle of his back as firm, and her nipple hardened from
the touch, even with both of their shirts between them.
William swallowed, his cock immediately
making its presence known again. "Thank you, Buffy."
She pulled back, reluctantly, before she
snapped back to her senses and realized what was happening. "You're
welcome," she said evenly before she went around to sit
down herself.
They ate in an uneasy silence, and Buffy
knew she couldn't let things start off this way. It was an awkward situation,
but she felt sorry for William and didn't want him to spend the summer feeling
alone and unwanted.
Buffy cleared her throat, then
spoke up. "So, have you given any thought to a major for college?"
William swallowed the food in his mouth,
then responded with a half-hearted, "Business."
"You don't sound overly excited about
that," Buffy replied, wanting to keep the conversation going. Maybe if
they could form some sort of friendship, then there would be less awkward
tension.
"It's more what my mother wants than
what I want. She says I need it if I'm going to take over for my father
someday," William explained, even as he wondered why he was being so
upfront with Buffy. Up until right then, he'd kept his ill will towards his major
to himself.
"Well, what do you want?"
"Does it matter?" William muttered
before he could stop himself, bitterness and a hint of anger in his voice.
Buffy frowned, his response taking her by
surprise. She'd noticed from the beginning that he was quiet and withdrawn, but
now she was realizing something else, too.
He wasn't happy.
"I think what you want should
matter," Buffy replied. "I mean, it's your life, isn't it?"
"In theory." William sighed. "I don't mean to be a wanker,
but I don't really want to talk about this stuff. The only thing I'm looking
forward to as far as college is concerned is not having
to deal with my mother as much."
"Oh. Sorry." The uneasy silence
fell again, and Buffy sighed inwardly. There went her attempt to try to
befriend him� Maybe they would do better just keeping their distance over the
summer.
Buffy finished her lunch, then
stood up with her plate. "I'm going upstairs to rest for a while."
William looked up. "Buffy, I'm sorry. I
didn't mean to�"
"No, it's fine," Buffy said,
cutting him off. "I just need a nap." She left William alone in the
dining room.
He sighed heavily. "Bugger."

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"I think you should spend time with
William."
Liam pushed his shirt off of his shoulders
and dropped it in the dirty clothes pile inside his closet. "Buffy, I'm
really busy with work right now, baby. I don't have the time to go play
mini-golf with the boy, or however fathers and sons are supposed to bond these
days."
"I'm worried about him," Buffy
replied as she picked at the coverlet over the bed. "I think he's
depressed."
"Depressed?" Liam asked with a
chuckle. "Why, because he didn't come down to dinner?
Buffy, he's a teenager. They're anti-social and weird."
"No, not from that. Well, not just
from that. I was talking to him earlier today, and he seemed�really sad."
Liam stepped out of his pants, leaving him
only in his boxers, and turned back towards the bed. "Buffy, be careful
around him, all right? He's caused trouble in the past."
Buffy frowned, her brow creasing as she
tried to imagine quiet, unassuming William causing any trouble. "What sort
of trouble?" she asked.
"A couple of years ago, he made
advances on my then wife, Eve. She said she woke up one night when I was out of
town to find him in the bed with her, touching her."
"Which one was Eve?" Buffy asked. "Was
she the one who was sleeping with one of your business partners and the
gardener?"
"Just watch yourself
when I'm not around, Buffy," Liam replied. "I don't really like the
idea of you being alone all day with him as it is, but since Darla dumped him
off on me, I don't see a lot of other choices."
"Liam, honey, he's your son,"
Buffy said, surprised by her husband's response. "And I think he needs
some family support in his life. He's obviously not very close to his
mother."
"Well, no, she's a psychotic bitch. I
need to get ready for bed, baby." Liam went into the bathroom and shut the
door before Buffy could say anything else.
Buffy was at a loss. Even with the way
William had checked her out earlier by the pool, she wasn't sure she could
believe he had come on to Liam's ex-wife, at least not to that magnitude.
She hadn't felt threatened with him today.
He'd made her�sad. She could tell he needed someone in his life, and she was
hoping it could be his father.
Buffy didn't understand why Liam was being
so dismissive of his son, but she figured it must just be because he was tired
and stressed from work. He wasn't the sort of man who could care so little for
his own child. Buffy was certain of that.
Liam turned off the overhead light and
slipped into the bed, muttering a quick "good night," to Buffy as he
rolled so he was facing away from her. Buffy leaned over and placed her hand on
his arm, then kissed his cheek.
"Would you at least try to make some
time for him?" she asked softly. "Please."
"I'll take a look at my schedule and
see if I can work it in," Liam replied.
Buffy kissed him again. "Thank
you, baby."
Liam replied with a non-committal grunt as
Buffy returned to her side of the bed.

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William had been trying for hours to sleep
without any luck. He was hungry, though he wanted to just ignore it. When he'd
found out his father was going to be home for dinner, he'd decided he'd rather
be hungry than to have a "family" meal with Liam and Buffy.
It wasn't the hunger pains that made sleep
elusive for him, however. It was her. Buffy. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw her, lying
under the sun in her tiny red bikini.
She was a bloody wet dream come to
life�exactly the sort of women men like his father found for their beds.
William doubted Buffy was much older than he
was. She was fresh faced, and still had a light in her eyes�one William knew
would fade in time, the longer she stayed here.
At least on the outside, she seemed
different from Liam's other wives. Lilah, Eve�even
his mother�had all been coldhearted, cruel.
They'd
been just like Liam...
Yet Buffy seemed different. She'd been nice
to him, more than she really needed to be under the circumstances. She'd even
seemed like maybe she cared.
But William knew what a woman would be doing
with a man like his father, especially a young, beautiful woman. In Liam
Angelus's world, it all boiled down to one thing: money.
William sighed, wishing he could just stop
thinking about Buffy. He glared down at the tent in the sheet.
Things would be a lot less difficult at the
moment if he would stop thinking
about Buffy, too.
William sighed heavily, giving up on sleep
without allowing himself some release.
"Just don't think about Buffy�" he told himself as he pushed the sheet
down and freed his erection from his boxers. "Think
about�Jessica Alba."
There, that was a nice, safe fantasy. It was
perfectly healthy to fantasize about Jessica Alba. She had a good body�nice,
firm tits and full, pouty lips.
He spit into his hand for lubrication, then began stroking his cock, pulling images of a scantily
clad Jessica Alba into his mind. With a groan, he focused on her, moaning
softly as he thrust into his hand.
Into the Blue� Yeah, that had been a movie with some nice eye
candy. Jessica Alba in that tight little bikini�
Bikini�
Buffy�
The thoughts he'd tried to shy away from were
there in full force now, and William was too far gone to fight them anymore.
He saw her in front of the pool, her bronzed
skin oiled and glistening. The triangles of her bikini top barely covered her
perky breasts, the nipples straining against the fabric.
And lower� In his mind's eye, she rolled
over, giving him a look at her barely-covered ass. So tight and firm, making
him just want to�
With a strangled gasp, William shot into his
hand, coming much harder than he was used to. When he finally stopped, he was
panting.
He knew he could sleep easily now, his body
finally drained of tension, but he rolled over and pulled a wad of tissues from
the nightstand, cleaning himself up as best he could. Some had gotten on the sheets,
but he couldn't find the energy to care. If the maids were shocked to find that
on an eighteen year old's bed, well, they'd lived
overly sheltered lives.
He threw the used tissues into the waste
basket, tucked his cock back into his boxers, and fell asleep.

***
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Buffy knocked quickly on William's door
before she had the chance to talk herself out of it. Sure, they'd had a bit of
a rocky start the day before, but she still wanted to try to extend a hand of
friendship to the boy. It broke her heart to think of him being so alone.
He opened the door a few moments later, and
Buffy realized she'd woken him up.
Right before her brain shut off.
She'd noticed he was attractive, though she
hadn't given it a lot of thought. He was Liam's son, so how could she? But now� He'd answered the door in nothing but his boxers,
and between his lean but well-muscled chest and tousled brown curls, she
decided just-woken-up William was downright tasty.
Her eyes moved downwards on their own accord
and widened when she saw the outline of what was in his thin shorts. That must skip a generation�
"Can I help you?"
Buffy blinked, her eyes darting back up as a
blush spread across her face. Right, she was here to say something�using words.
Words were good� "I, um, I�" She swallowed. "I was going to go
out and get something for brunch, and thought maybe you'd like to come with
me."
There. She'd said it, and she was right
proud of herself for it, too.
William frowned at her bizarre behavior. If
he didn't know any better, he'd think she'd been checking him out, but he knew
that couldn't possibly be the case. Why would a woman like Buffy be interested
in his skinny, pale body?
He also didn't think he should accept her
invitation, given the way he kept seeming to react to
her. Even now he was feeling his cock stir, and he hoped she didn't look down
and see it in his boxers, since he didn't exactly have a lot to hide behind at
the moment. He should just distance himself before she caught wind of his
attraction and went to his father with it.
At least this time, he'd be guilty, unlike
when he'd been punished for his supposed indiscretions with Eve�
However, his mouth seemed to be going faster
than his brain, and before had the chance to formulate an excuse, he was saying,
"Sure. Just give me ten minutes, all right?"
Buffy nodded. "Okay. I'll meet you
downstairs."
As soon as she was gone, William sighed.
He knew that somehow, this was going to lead
him right into trouble.

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