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Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy
the Vampire Slayer. That Joss guy and some corporate folks have all the
rights, and dammit, they just aren't sharing. Kinda rude if
you ask me. "For What I Need" is by some James Marsters guy.
Maybe you've heard of him…
Rating: NC-17 (Very NC-17. This is
very much not for the young and/or prudish. So if you fit into one or hey,
both, of those categories, turn back now. This is your warning right here…)
Summary: Buffy Summers, notorious bad girl at home in California, has been sent
away to a small town in rural England to live with a distant relative. How can
she possibly relieve her boredom? By seducing her shy,
impressionable neighbor, of course. (All human AU)
Spoilers: It's an AU, so none. Really don't think any of this
happened on the show. If it had, they would've had to move it to at least
Cinemax…
Author's Note: This isn't a straight PWP, but I doubt there will
be much of a plot to it anyway. Just an idea that popped in
my head and wouldn't go away. So don't go looking for some deep meanings
and themes, 'cause they ain't there.
Dedication: For my favorite diva, 'cause I know she needs a
little something to make her smile right now…
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you have my permission, so go at it!
Email: addie_logan@yahoo.com
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Need
By: Addie Logan
*** *** ***
I'm
goin' swimmin' now
Get up your stream, baby
Gonna get wet, yeah
For
what I need
What I need
Is you, baby
Yeah,
I'm goin' climbin' now
I'm gonna get high
Up your peach, baby
For
what I need
What I need
Is you, baby
I
don't care what you put in my way
Not ever since I met you
Now I'm like a heat-seekin' missile, baby
For
what I need
What I need
Is you, baby
Well,
I'm goin' walkin' now
(The only problem)
Up early on that road
(I said the only problem is)
To get home to you, baby
(If I don't get to you, I think I'm gonna go insane)
For
what I need
What I need
Is you, baby
I
don't care what kind of hole is in the ground
I don't care what kind of ocean is between you and me
No, baby, I ain't gonna go half way
I'm gettin' to you
Watch out...
***
*** ***
Buffy Summers was
bored. Really, really bored. And
hating her parents. Ever since that fire in her high school gym—which she
still swore could've been caused by
cigarette-smoking mice—they'd been plotting a way to make her suffer, and boy
had they found it.
She'd wondered why in the world they'd send
her all the way to England to live with her father's second cousin. She had relatives
they could ship her off to right there in California. Why go to all the trouble
to banish her to another country with some man she'd never even met?
Because he lived miles away from any
mischief she could get into, that's why. If her parents were going to ship her
off to England, the least they could've done was found a relative that lived
somewhere near a city. She could see
herself in London. There was shopping to be done there. But
here? She'd had to go twenty miles to find the nearest party, and it sucked. She recognized several of the
girls as being from her class, but she didn't want to as much as ask them for a
pencil never mind hang out with them all night.
And the guys… They weren't any better than American guys as far as
she was concerned. Sure, they weren't crushing cans against their heads and did
their harassing of the weak with accents that to Buffy made them sound cultured, but it was the same sort
of hazing she'd seen go on a thousand times back home. From the sounds of it,
they were currently in the process of mocking someone for his attempts at
poetry.
Buffy shrugged it off and headed for the
beer again. At least there was that to keep her occupied…
Buffy got her drink and was headed back
towards the party when she stopped, hearing a conversation going on in one of
the adjoining rooms. Too bored to keep herself from snooping, she peaked
around, noticing the conversation in question was between Cecily Underwood, a
schoolmate of hers, and someone she was pretty sure was that oddly quiet boy
who lived next door to her. Seeing him at a party at all surprised her. She was
certain he stayed locked up in his house all day.
Buffy's eyebrow arched as she heard him
speaking, realizing he was laying his heart out there for Cecily. She winced,
waiting for the inevitable rejection. Three…two…one…
"I do see you. That's the problem.
You're nothing to me, William. You're beneath
me."
Buffy couldn't help but feel a little sorry
for the guy. Apparently he had not gotten the "Cecily Underwood is an ice
bitch from hell" memo. She figured it would be better for him in the long
run, though. The only thing worse than being rejected by Cecily was being the
man she named "Toady of the Week."
Cecily flounced out of the room, ignoring
Buffy as she brushed past. William remained on the couch where they had been
sitting, looking devastated. Buffy glanced back towards the party, then sighed, feeling a compulsion to try to cheer the poor
guy up. "You know she's a total bitch, don't you?"
William's head shot up at the sound of Buffy's
voice, and he wiped at his eyes, calling more attention to his tears than
hiding him the way she assumed he was most likely trying to do. "Excuse
me, Miss… Not to be rude, but I would rather be alone."
"Just thought you
should know—about Cecily.
Consider it neighborly advice."
William frowned. "Neighborly?"
"Yeah, You
live next to Rupert Giles, don't you?"
"I do," William replied with a
nod. "And you are…?"
"I'm Buffy Summers. Rupert's like my
third cousin or something. My parents pawned me off on him, so you and I—we're
neighbors."
William blushed slightly. "I am sorry
for my behavior, Miss Summers. I have neither formally introduced myself to you
or…"
"Hey, chill," Buffy said, cutting
him off. "I haven't exactly been making with the formal introductions
either. And I just wanted to give you a little heads up on Cecily."
"Did…you just hear what happened?"
William asked. Buffy nodded, and he turned even redder.
"No, it's okay. She made herself look
way more like an ass than you did," Buffy said with a smile, coming over
to sit beside him. "And really…" She lowered her voice
conspiratorially. "If you give any credence at all to graffiti on the
bathroom walls, she just saved you a shitload of money on creams and
pills."
William stared at her blankly. "Creams
and pills?"
Buffy suppressed the urge to laugh. This guy
really was an innocent… "She's probably got an STD, William," she
said bluntly.
Buffy hadn't thought it was possible for
William to get any redder, but he quickly proved her wrong. "I don't…I…" He looked down at the floor. "I don't believe
it's proper for a lady to discuss such things."
"Good thing I'm not a lady then. You
wanna dance?"
William looked up sharply. "I…I
shouldn't. I need to be getting home. Mother will worry."
Buffy didn't know if she wanted to roll her
eyes or pat him on the head. He was just so adorably pathetic. "Look, I'm
here for another hour until my cousin's driver comes to get me. I'd like to
spend it dancing."
"I'm not…I don't…"
"Cecily's out there mocking you with
her friends right now. The best thing you can do is just hold your head up high
and let a woman as damn hot as me bump and grind all over you for a bit. Then
we can leave together, and that'll be enough to show them all."
William's eyes widened. "Miss Summers!
That would lead them to believe that…"
"Um, that's kind of the idea. Trust me,
it'll show them all. And it's Buffy."
"I…I can't. It's inappropriate,
and…"
Was
this guy for real? It was like he'd
just stepped out of some cheesy Victorian novel what with all the propriety and stuff. "Aw, come on,
Billy. Live a little."
"It's…it's
William," he protested as she grabbed his hand and dragged him out to the
party and on to the dance floor.
Buffy turned herself in his arms, grabbing
his hands and placing them on her hips as she gyrated to the music. His face
was the very picture of embarrassment and misery. But what was going on a
little lower told a completely different story. Some part of him was definitely enjoying this.
She could hear Cecily's group of fools
whispering behind them, and it only made Buffy grind more, deciding she might
as well give them a show.
William's hands stayed on her waist, but she
could feel them trembling and had no doubt he was probably sweating on her,
too. It was obvious he'd never had his hands on a girl in his life, and instead
of being the turn off Buffy had always assumed that would be, it was making her
decidedly hot. Back in California, she had tended to go for older guys who
brought the most experience to the bedroom. Her mind ran through a list of all
the decidedly naughty things she could teach this innocent and her brain
threatened to melt on her right then and there.
The song blended into another one, and she
didn't stop moving. Her hands trailed down to William's ass, and she gripped
it, surprised and delighted to find just how tight it was. His clothes were
loose and obviously meant to hide everything, but she would bet good money that
there was one hell of a bod under there.
Buffy nearly moaned as she felt William
begin to move with her. Tentatively at first, but then more
as she pulled him closer. They were so close now as to be practically
dry humping on the dance floor, and Buffy felt him pressing intimately against
her. She'd left her ruler at home that night so she'd have to skip getting an
exact measurement, but from the feel of things, Cecily had passed up on quite a package.
She looked up, trying to see into his blue
eyes through his glasses. There was fear there, but Buffy was delighted to see
that it was mixed with lust. Oh yeah, she could definitely have some fun with
this one. She was tempted to just drag him from the room and rip his clothes
off right then, but she had a feeling that would only scare him. Seducing shy
virgins took more finesse than that.
Or so she'd heard…
Instead, she leaned up and licked his neck
slowly, making William shiver against her. She glanced out of the corner of her
eye, making sure Cecily was watching before pressing her lips against his ear
as if she was whispering something, then she led William outside.
As they walked away from the house, Buffy
saw William shiver and wondered if it was from more than the chill in the air.
Fear seemed to be dominating his expression now, and Buffy decided she better
hurry up and make with the small talk if she didn't want him bolting. Her ride
wasn't there yet, and she wanted to use this opportunity to talk to him a bit,
lay the groundwork for her seduction.
The very thought of her plan made Buffy want
to giggle insanely. She wasn't sure what shocked her more, the fact that she'd
thought of it or that she was seriously planning on going through with it. But
she was feeling nice and relaxed, the buzzing in her body and her brain telling
her that it was a simply wonderful idea.
"Kinda surprised you're here,"
Buffy said. "You don't seem like you'd be much of one for parties."
"I…um…" He was back to the
blushing and stammering. "I came because I wished to see Cecily."
"Figures," Buffy thought. "I don't know what you see in
her," she said. "Cecily's a total hobiscuit.
Besides, she's got bug eyes, and they're kinda creepy if you ask me. You could
do a million times better."
William sighed. "It doesn't matter
anyway. Women aren't interested in me."
"Um, hello? Woman right here. Was me
grinding against your crotch not obvious enough interest?"
William turned the reddest she'd seen him
all night. "I didn't…I've never…I was not behaving like a gentleman."
"God, you are just too cute for
words." Buffy saw a car pull up into the drive, and sighed as she realized
her ride had gotten there early. She stood up on her toes and kissed William's
cheek. "I'll see you around, handsome."
She walked away from him, making sure her
hips were swishing as she did. She glanced over her shoulder once to see his
hand against the cheek she'd just kissed.
"Oh
yeah," Buffy thought. "This is going to be fun."
***
*** ***
It was dark in his house when William got
home, and he was glad to know his mother had gotten herself to bed. He'd been gone
later than he had intended, and he was afraid she would be up, worrying. He
wasn't sure he could face her right now…
His mother had always been diligent in
teaching him right from wrong, determined to raise her son to be a gentleman.
She had never discouraged him from dating. As a matter of fact, she was the one
who had urged him to make his feelings known to Cecily. She knew William was
lonely, and had told him that he didn't need to feel as if he had to dote on
his mother despite her often ill health.
What she would not approve of is what he had
engaged in that evening with Miss Summers. Allowing himself
to touch a woman in such an inappropriate manner… He was certain that she'd
been able to feel his body's reaction to her, and the very thought of it made
William feel humiliated. He had lost all control, letting him behave like a
barbarian in front of a young woman. He was certain she did not think him the
gentleman at all.
He went to his bedroom, hoping some sleep
would help him put aside the events of the evening. He froze as he walked into
the room, his eyes zeroing in on what he could see across from him. It was her,
the girl from the party—Buffy. And
she was naked.
William's mouth grew completely dry, his
cock straining in his trousers for attention. He knew he should turn away,
should close his blinds and go to bed, but his first glimpse of a nude woman
had him glued to the spot.
Buffy stood in front of the mirror,
regarding her tanned, toned figure. Her hands traveled up her sides to her
breasts, and William whimpered, his hands aching to be the ones grasping the
perfectly-formed globes. She tweaked her nipples, the look of pleasure on her
face clear even from William's distant viewpoint.
She fondled her breasts for only a moment
more before she turned around, climbing on the bed on all fours. She propped up
the pillows, leaning against them as she lay on her back, spreading her legs
wide. William swallowed hard, still unable to move, unable to stop watching the
show.
One of Buffy's hands traveled down between
her legs, her hips bucking as she began to finger her hairless pussy. A moan
tore from William's throat, and he felt himself almost come in his pants right
then and there. What she was doing was so dirty, but William knew he was worse
for watching. She thrashed on the bed, arching into her fingers as her other
hand roughly pulled at her nipple.
Almost under its own accord, his hand stole
to the front of his trousers, unzipping them and then popping the buttons on
his boxers to release his cock. He stroked himself in time with her movements,
until her hips shot straight off the bed, her mouth falling open in a cry
William couldn't hear.
He panted as Buffy rolled over and clicked
off the light beside her bed, making her room dark again. With shame, William
looked down, realizing his left hand was now covered in his own fluids. He was
horrible—a regular pervert! He'd spied on a woman and gotten off on it. How
could he have done something so dirty? If Buffy found out what he did, she'd
surely have him arrested…
William got a tissue from the box beside his
bed, cleaning himself off before finding some clean boxers to sleep in.
Back in her room, Buffy drifted to sleep
with a smile on her face, hoping William had enjoyed her show.
***
*** ***
Don't worry, I'm
still working diligently on all my other fics, this one just wouldn't leave me
alone until I wrote it. I've gotten a good bit written for it already, so if it
gets a good response and people seem to be interested in it, I'll post another
chapter this weekend.
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