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Chapter 3: Summer Dreams

Saturday, August 18th

Speeding down the highway with the radio up and the windows down, Spike felt more at peace than he had in a long time. The whole week had been like torture for him; he'd been looking forward to this day since he'd thought it up. A slow, soothing song was playing and the wind was rushing into the car. He glanced sideways at his passenger and his lips twitched into a small smile. She was so gorgeous and he wanted her so very much. The thought that he'd be photographing her in just a short while made him quiver with excitement. He had all of his equipment loaded into the backseat, as well as the props they'd need for the photo shoot. To say he was happy would be a severe understatement.

Buffy looked over at the older man driving and returned his smile with one of her own. It was easy to smile around him, especially when she was riding with the windows down. She felt free as the wind swept through her hair. It was a beautiful day and she had chosen a white eyelet dress. It clung to all the right places and hung off of others. She thought about what she should call him. "What should I call you? There's teacher and Mr. Thornton, but when we're out like this I want to be able to call you something else." She smiled winningly, hoping he would allow it.

His cheeks actually tinted a little pink at that. She wanted to call him by his given name. That meant she wanted a more friendly, personal relationship with him than student/teacher. He thought for a moment and then he smiled slightly and said, "You can call me Will.”

“Will,” she said it as if she was testing it out. “I like it.” She smiled at him as she turned in her seat to look at him better. With a sweet voice she asked him, “So, Will… What do you do for fun?”

He kept his attention mainly on the road, but he glanced at her with a smile every now and then. “Well I love photography, so I try to spend my weekends doing a good deal of it. Sometimes I’ll go into the woods or hike the mountains to get good pictures.” He smiled to himself as he thought back on old memories. “I love other types of art as well. Painting is something I do often to express my feelings.”

He thought for a moment on what his other hobbies were. “Music is a passion of mine. I’ll listen to just about anything, and I was in a band during college. I played electric guitar and sang.” He stopped there and an edge of sadness came over him. He hadn’t felt inspired to play anything in years. He looked sideways at her and asked, “What about you? What do you do for fun?”

Buffy’s gaze was mostly on him as he drove to their destination. Every so often she would look outside at the scenery. She loved hearing about his art. It made her think ahead to him photographing her. The way he spoke about his music piqued her curiosity. To answer his question she thought about what she enjoyed most. “I love the outdoors.

As preppy as I dress, I love to get down and dirty sometimes… with the right person.” She smiled. “I can listen to music for hours and daydream. Most of all I think I like to be with just one person, hanging out and having fun.”

He smiled as he listened to her. “Sounds nice, love. I’d agree.” He looked at her again and gave her a warm, caring smile; the one he hadn’t given anyone in a long time. He looked ahead and saw they’d reached their destination. He pulled off onto a dirt road and parked by the woods, so the car would have a little shade. He got out and went around, opening her door for her. It was the traditional gentleman in him coming out.

She smiled at his comment. It made her extremely happy to know he thought that way. “Thank you,” she said, getting out of the car. The place around her looked beautiful. She walked away from him and the car as she was suddenly absorbed by the beauty around her. For a moment she lost herself as she tilted her face up, letting the sun shine on it. Then she spun around once or twice before looking back at him. “It’s beautiful here, Will. And we’re completely alone, huh?” She asked with a little smirk.

He watched her in complete awe as she spun around. She was a golden goddess, with the sunlight shimmering in her silky hair. He was completely speechless as he stood there watching her. When she spoke to him he came back to reality, and blushed a little at the thoughts he’d been having. It was worse when she made the comment about them being alone. “Suppose we are, pet. I’m glad you like it here.” He got his camera and tripod out of the back seat and prepared them. “First we should do some photos of you standing and walking.” The part of the field they were in at the moment was covered with tiny purple flowers. Further off in the distance was a field of sunflowers. “Want to start with the sunflowers?”

Buffy looked at him and pondered where she wanted to start. She loved the purple flowers where she stood now, but the sunflowers were gorgeous too. “The sunflowers sound wonderful.” She smiled at him then skipped back to the car, to get out the bonnet he had told her to bring. When she had it in hand she walked back to where he was standing. “Ready,” she said, linking her arm through his without thinking about it.

It was a small gesture, but it seemed to come naturally with him. Buffy found herself feeling like she had with no other guy. She felt completely safe and comfortable. It was nice but very new to her, so she was a little precarious about the situation. Some of her personality would contradict that, though. A part of Buffy was daring and spontaneous.

He smiled when he felt her arm link with his. Strange tingles coursed through his body and he grinned a little goofily. He led her out to the sunflowers and pulled away from her to set up his camera.

She reluctantly let him pull away. She liked the contact and wanted more of it. Her thoughts centered on how to regain it. She stood in the sunflowers for a moment then knelt down to smell them. She took his instructions well on how to pose, standing and kneeling. Some of them were facing away and some were looking straight at him.

A rosy tint colored her cheeks as he took the pictures, and it was all because of the thoughts she was having about him. After the standing pictures she wondered what was next. She held her hands behind her back in a girlish gesture and she looked at him with a twinkle in her eye. “Could we do some couples photos?”

Spike had greatly enjoyed their time together so far, and he really wanted to make it last as long as possible. He almost choked because he was so taken aback when he heard her question. "Couples?"

“Yeah, couples. Pictures of you… and me, together.” She smiled the most charming smile she had, in hopes that he would agree. It would mean close proximity and a good deal more touching. “You up for it?” she added as a challenge to him, crossing her fingers that he wouldn’t be one to back down.

Spike stood frozen for a minute, not knowing what to say or do. He knew he couldn’t resist that smile of hers. Finally he caved and smiled back at her. "All right, love." He set his camera on electronic-timer and held the tiny remote in his hand. This way they'd have however much time they needed to get into position. He stepped toward her and held out his hand for her to take it. He spun her slowly and snapped a picture in mid-turn.

Buffy gladly took his hand. Inside she was ecstatic that he had agreed to her request. She wanted this to last forever. The spinning was a little unexpected but she was completely happy with it. She freely smiled and laughed as he spun her around. As the spin came to an end she was standing just in front of him, and she boldly wrapped her arms around his neck, letting herself fall into the moment.

He wrapped his arms around her in return and slowly dipped her backward. He snapped a few shots here and there, but his eyes stayed locked on hers. The moment was incredibly intense.

The dip was even more unexpected than the spin. She was speechless as she felt her body get all tingly from sheer want and desire of him. She wanted to kiss him. She wanted so much more of him than could be had at the moment. As she came back up from the dip she kept her eyes locked with his, never letting them stray. The silence remained for a moment as she just gazed into his eyes. “So, what’s next?” she finally asked, a little breathless from the intensity of the moment.

He released her gently and regretfully. "We could sit. I had an idea for it. Do you trust me, pet?"

She could feel her heart beat faster at the mention of sitting. “Completely,” she responded. That was no lie. It was strange to her how much she trusted him when she didn’t really know him. She couldn’t believe the way she felt about him. It was so wrong and yet she couldn’t stop herself.

He smiled warmly at her and sat down slowly, pulling her down with him. He put a knee on either side of her and got her to lean back against his chest. He plucked a sunflower from beside him and set it on his knee. He gently tilted her head and brushed her golden hair away from her neck. He took the sunflower in one hand and ran it slowly down the side of her neck.

He stopped it just above her cleavage and pulled the hem of her dress up a bit, revealing a little bare thigh. He brought that hand up to rest on her stomach as he dipped his head down to her neck, pressing his lips softly against her skin. He took a couple of pictures, but he didn't move his lips away from her neck.

Buffy let him pull her down with him and pose her the way he wanted. She didn’t resist, not that she would in the first place. Every little touch of him on her skin furthered her growing desire for him. Her body began to quiver as she felt the hem of her dress come up. It did it again when she felt his lips on her neck. She couldn’t help but let out a small moan. His lips felt so good, but as soon as it happened she wondered what he would think.

He heard her moan, but he didn’t pull away like he should have. Instead it spurred him on and his tongue darted out to taste her warm neck.

She continued to moan softly when she felt his tongue on her skin. It felt like heaven on Earth. Her fingers snaked through his hair as she clutched his head to her neck.

He raked the sunflower gently along her skin and a little lower to her breasts. Without even thinking about what he was doing, he brushed the large flower petals slowly over her soft mounds through the material of her dress. His tongue stroked her skin a little more firmly and he groaned quietly at the taste of her. His body was definitely reacting to the situation.

Buffy let him lead this expedition over her body. She didn't want to scare him off, so she just let his fancy take him where it may. If he wanted to take things further she wouldn't protest. She continued to emit soft sounds while slowly stroking his hair. When she felt his body's reaction she couldn't help but smile. She became a little more vocal then.

He closed his eyes and breathed in her scent deeply. "Buffy..." He whispered her name against her neck and dropped the sunflower beside him. He cupped her breasts gently in his hands and stroked them. "So bloody soft..." He squeezed her globes and massaged them firmly.

“Oh God,” were the only words she could say. The arousal that filled her entire body was amazing. She didn’t want it to end.

He rubbed his thumbs over her nipples and sucked eagerly on her pulse point. He wanted her badly and he knew his erection was pressed against her ass.

Buffy felt his erection growing stronger. It excited her further as he sucked on her pulse point. "Ahhh.... Will." Her voice was thick with the heat and passion of the moment. She rubbed her body against his, furthering his arousal in the process.

He groaned and his eyes fell closed in pleasure. He was about to put his hand down the top of her dress when he realized what he was doing. His eyes flew open and he froze. He didn't move or say anything for a few minutes. Then he quickly withdrew from her and muttered, "God, what have I done?"

Suddenly she felt the loss of his hands stroking her body. She knew there was something wrong. He had probably realized what was happening and stopped himself. The thing he didn't know was that she didn't want him to stop. She moved away from him in response and turned to look at him. She remained silent though, waiting for him to say something more.

He looked away from her and ran his fingers through his hair in a distressed manner, a deep frown etched on his face. He couldn't believe he'd lost control like that... that he'd given into his desire. He chanced a look at her and frowned even more. He couldn't tell what she was thinking, but he wanted to know. He wanted to know if she was mad at him, or maybe sad that he’d stopped. He didn't want to hurt her in any way.

Buffy sat in the flowers watching him. She knew they couldn't go back to what they were just doing a moment ago. The best thing to do now was to try and continue with the photo shoot. "Will, let's just get back to the photo shoot." She smiled weakly to try and reassure him that she was ok. That was obviously what he needed right now.

He was beyond tense and stressed out as he stood there, looking anywhere but at her. When she spoke he swallowed hard and glanced at her. His mind was still panicking a little, but he told himself to calm down. He had to think this through rationally. When she suggested they continue the photo shoot his shoulders slumped a little in relief.

She obviously wasn't going to press the issue and make him talk about it right now, and that's what he needed. He needed something to distract him and clear his head. He nodded slowly and said, "Yeah. We can start on the purple flowers now." He got his camera and stand and started walking in that direction, wondering what on earth he was going to do about his newfound feelings.


Chapter End Notes:
I know we're mean... but we couldn't let them have sex yet! lol Please review!



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