BillFord A Touching Story ;)

Please.

"Please Bill come on give it back." 

"Say it nicely." Bill replied grabbing Ford's chin, "Bill, can I please have my paper pad back?" he said looking up at him since Bill was still sitting on the desk. 

"Again~" Bill moved him closer, "Please, Bill." Ford felt his knees weaken and butterflies in his stomach. Bill handed it back and giggled "There you go~" he hopped down and headed towards the bathroom to get changed again. 

Ford couldn't believe what happened, he lost sleep over it and when he did finally go to sleep he had a dream about Bill, normally he hated dreams and didn't have them often, always nightmares but this one Bill had him pinned down and had been kissing on his neck moving down just before he woke up again, Ford was panting and sat up seeing that Bill was laying next to him asleep, he laid back down and stared at the ceiling, it took another hour of just laying there but he did eventually go back to sleep. "Ford, come on what the matter, why are you so shy~" Bill held him by the throat and kissed him "Just relax you're in good hands~" 

"B-Bill wait I-" Ford's sentence cut off by a whimper as Bill started to stroke him, "Hmm~?" Bill hummed, "Don't stop...Please~" Ford held onto his hand that was wrapped around his throat. "Good boy~" Bill stroked him faster, Ford was just about to finish. 

His eyes opened, it was morning. "Good morning Ford how was your sleep?" Bill stood in the doorway holding two cups of coffee, "You made a lot of noise, and mumbled some as well." Bill knew exactly what the dreams were about, he even had a hand in them but he wasn't going to spoil that for Ford, he loved watching him pretend not to be attracted. "I-it was fine, is that coffee?" he asked while Bill handed him the cup "Yes it is, yours is black as always." 

"Thanks, Bill, should we get to work soon?" 

"Oh come on let us take a break for today, you've worked yourself too hard, You're sweating right now, so why don't we go sit on the couch and watch some mindless TV." Bill walked out to the living room, Ford pulled the blanket off and looked down, "Uhm, Bill I'll join you in a minute I'm going to hop in the shower." Ford had a problem and it was in his pants, he snuck off to the bathroom and shut the door turning on the water and taking off his clothes. Ford thought about the dreams, trying to remember the feeling of it as he stroked himself off, trying to keep his moaning to a minimum he stroked at a slower pace. 

Bill walked back into the bedroom and snuck up to the door putting his ear up to it "Wow Ford..Looks like those dreams did have an impact." Bill whispered to himself. Ford stroked himself faster holding onto the wall for support, last night the way Bill looked at him and acted was all new, or at least it felt like it was. Bill heard what sounded like a moan and stuck around for a few moments then left once the water stopped. 

Bill walked into the kitchen and poured himself a cup of tea since he chugged the coffee from before. "How was your shower?" Bill turned around watching Ford dry his hair with a towel "Good Good, I got this new turtle neck what do you think?" 

"Red looks good on you, you should wear that with your black coat next time you go out." Bill sat down at the table, "Well thank you, and I will." Ford felt confident while he spoke trying to pretend the last 20 minutes in the shower never happened but if Bill didn't know then no harm no foul right? That would've been true if Bill hadn't been connected to Fords mind, and nosey. 

"So you just want to watch tv?" Ford sat on the couch, "Why not?" Bill asked, "Because it's mindless, I don't know I just feel like I should be doing more." Ford sighed. 

"You are doing something, You are sitting with me and I'll always keep things interesting won't I?" Bill sat next to him, "Okay fine, but I get to ask you questions." 

"Hmm, fine." Bill shrugged and turned the TV on. 

"So last night, about your body, it can do everything a normal human does right? so react to certain things, have fluids, have..arousal?" Ford stayed looking at Bill, "I suppose so, never really checked if I could get hard." 

"O-oh um well yes that is what I meant-" 

"Yes, I can use it for its.. intended purpose." Bill smirked and looked over at him, "Now why specifically that question, Sixer?"

Ford stopped talking, not because he didn't have anything to say but because when he tried to talk nothing came out.  "Did you want to see it when it does that, or are you just curious?" Bill turned his body fully towards Ford and leaned in "Cat caught your tongue, Sixer?" 

"I-..well I just, was wondering of course because I've heard of demons possessing people but never having their physical form, it's just-" 

"No need to over-explain Darling, I understand." 

"Y-you do??" Ford could feel his palms become sweaty and the butterflies once again were in his stomach just like the night before.

"Why so shy, Sixer? If I were you I'd be quick to examine me too, maybe you gotta get a closer look to find out whats going on with me." 

"Closer how?" Ford let Bill pull him back in close, practically on top of him, "This close, Stanford. So why don't you take a look, I'm not shy about being naked again if that's what you want, I'm also not against you feeling my skin to see just how close it feels to real humans." Bill let go of him but Ford stayed in place.