BillFord Smut. For kinky BillFord shippers.

Ain't called Sixer for no reason (what???)

Hi yes hello, It's been quite some time, huh?

Well anyway, i've gotten better at writing smut (because I'm much more kinky) so enjoy a Bottom!Bill (finally) :)

-to younger me: this chapter and the ones before are absolute cringe and I'm laugh haha

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Bill has begun going through a certain... Complication.
That being?
He's unbearably horny. To the point the smallest compliment can make him think about fucking you!

"Please, Fordsy! It's not going anywhere! Believe me, I've tried!" Bill was in a 1 1/2 ft height to add to his vulnerability, on his knees in front of him, Ford plain sitting up on his couch.

To be honest, Bill's vulnerability was kind of turning him on.

Ford sighed, "Fine," he rolled his eyes. He took Bill's sides and sat him down on the blanket, then reached under the couch, taking out a small-ish box. "What's that?" Bill asked, trying to get a peak inside, but Ford pushed Bill flat down.
A bit of time passed with Ford rummaging through the box, until he finally chose one, smirking.

Perfect...

Bill couldn't see what it was because Ford's hand was placed under Bill's eye, keeping Bill from moving around. But he couldn't deny he was kind of excited.
Bill then heard the click of a button, followed by vibration. A red blush formed underneath his closed eye as his legs tensed, knees together.

A sudden pulse of pleasure coursed through Bill's entire being as it pressed up against the coincidental brick-gap between his legs. His body tensed, trying to move in any way, but Ford's hand had stopped that possibility. 

Bill whisper-moaned Fords many nicknames, including his full name.
"Mhmm.. Fordsy...~" Bill gently rubbed up against it, his form bending a bit.

Bill felt it penetrate him slowly. Hotly. Ford tried many different angles, stopping at a spot that made Bill squirm and get louder, then began slowly massaging that place. Bill whimpered. Obviously he could fit so much more. Ford noticed that, and left the vibrator inside Bill while he looked for another, which was quickly found.

Upon hearing the sound of another, Bill whined, begging for Ford to fit more inside.
Instead, Ford rubbed it around near Bill's area, mostly at a part that most would call a 'clit', though confusing for Bill being a male. But that's just Bill's species. 

Bill panted, still begging for it, gently pushing up against it, desperate.
Ford finally decided. He took an index finger and pushed at the other side, cold air pressing against Bill's wet arcade.
Ford pushed it inside, turning it up a bit.

Bill moaned much more, a bit louder as he was kind of quiet at first. "Awh, fuck, Fordsy!~"

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chapter is being discontinued :,) I was gonna delete it but I thought better. why get rid of this childhood gold? and why edit it? I'm keeping this chapter unfinished and unedited. apologies if you wanted more, but this is probably the only bit I'll do of this, since its like vanilla trying hard to be strawberry (boring and trying hard to be interesting but failing)

THANK YOU FOR READING, THOUGH!