BillFord shit (⚠️ LEMON ⚠️)

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Bottom!Bill!!!!!!!! A long chapter of aggressive fucking in many different ways because I'm kinky and like long sex.

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"Alright, but if you want to do something, just do it," Bill rolled his eye.
"Noted," Ford smirked.

Ford was in no mood to waste time and tore away his clothes,leaving him in only his boxers, then grabbed Bill by his sides and pinned him flat down on the couch, then taking his hands and placing them to the arm of the couch.

"W-WOAH WOAH-" Bill wasn't expecting him to get into it so quickly, but that thought was interrupted when Ford rubbed two fingers against him.

Bill shivered, but soon enough, he started rubbing up against his fingers.
Ford watched the sight before jamming his fingers inside Bill, earning a sudden yell.

Stanford thrusted them inside, deep and hard, absolutely abusing this serving of power he had over Bill.
Bill whimpered, whispering Sixer's name like it was the only word he knew.

Bill's form arched like a hill, Ford's fingers making an obvious bulge in Bill's 2D form. God, was Bill tight...
Bill could feel the motion of it, knowing it in both fast and slow motion, savoring every hard enter, the feeling of Sixer's nails grazing against Bill's wet insides, but soon enough not being able to catch up.

Bill's body was becoming more like a ragdoll, his form jerking up in time with the finger-thrusts, his eye wondering to the back of his 2-dimensional being.

After a couple more, Ford jammed his fingers in hardly, drawing out a loud moan. A quick repetition of this motion and Bill came, "f-FUCK!" He whined.

Bill relaxed after a bit, sinking into the couch, panting.

"Oh, you think I'm done with you yet?" Ford smirked.
Bill's eye widened, a bit of sweat trickling down his side.

Bill wasn't allowed to catch his breath before Ford had taken a box from under the couch and started rummaging through, though not allowing Bill to see.

Found it...

Ford pinned Bill back down, putting the box back to the side of the couch.
There was a click of a button followed by some high vibration. Bill got a little too excited.

Stanford rubbed it against Bill's entrance. Bill shifted his 'hips' against it, trying to get a good angle yet never finding it.

Bill whined, begging. "S-Stop... Stop teasing me like that!" Bill pleaded but was interrupted when Ford shoved it inside like Bill asked.
Bill's fists clenched together, his form arching once again, his legs clenching, knees together.

Ford leaned down and kissed Bill on the 'forehead'. Bill closed his eye, eyelashes brushing against Ford's chin as Stanford sat back up again.

Ford watched as Bill unraveled before him. It was so god damn sexy, really... A human with the ability to make a god beg? That's something you relish.

Ford moved it around inside Bill, some places making Bill whine, some making him moan, and some places both.
Ford eventually found Bill's g-spot and chuckled.

He pulled it out of Bill a bit before shoving it in quickly against that sensitive spot, making Bill jerk.
Bill moaned, obviously.

Ford eventually figured more and removed it from him. The next thing Bill felt was being penetrated by something... Quite large.

Bill could feel it pressing against his insides, and he loved it. He enjoyed feeling full.

Ford quickly started to thrust it inside him, making Bill become a ragdoll all over again, his body being jerked around. He honestly couldn't keep up any longer and came once again.