Fidd and Ford.

Chapter 1

Fiddleford opened the bedroom door to find stanford asleep in his bed. 'lunch wasn't that important, I'll let him sleep' fiddleford thought to himself. As he turned to exit the room, Stanford groaned as he woke up. "Fiddleford?" Ford questioned as he rubbed his eyes. "Oh, I didn't mean to wake you. I just came into tell you lunch was ready". Fiddleford said softly.

Ford looked up at the tall southerner standing in the door way with his tired, lazy eyes. "Come over here" Ford said whilst patting his hand on the bed, beckoning Fiddleford to come and sit on the soft mattress. Fiddleford walked over to the bed. "What?" The southerner questioned. Ford reached up, grabbed hold of Fidd's hand and pulled him into the bed. "Stay in here with me for a bit?" Ford asked, but it sounded more like a demand rather than a question. Fiddleford blushed as his face went bright red "okay". Fiddleford laid down in front of Stanford and whispered "I love you". "I love you too" Stanford whispered in fidd's ear.

As they lay in bed, spooning, Stanford began to think of the last time he and fidd actually did something like this. Ever since Fiddleford found out about Bill and the fact that he can watch their every move, fidd just didn't want to do anything more than just kissing. I guess it made him feel violated in a way, well who wouldn't If they found out their every move was being watched and they were never given any time alone to be with their significant other. Fiddleford was always shy about being intimate and now it made him even more timid about being with ford. Ford also thought that his indulgence in his work had something to do with the lack of time he had spent with fidd.

Ford thought that fidd deserves to be pleasured for being a wonderful and doting boyfriend. Fiddleford was always there for ford. He made homemade meals every day, cleaned up the house, worked so hard on the portal, he was always their for Stanford whenever had a nightmare or panic attack and ford had never done anything to show fidd how much he cares and appreciates him in weeks.

Ford reached out and began to play with fidd's light brown hair. "what are you doing?" Fidd chuckled as ford tickled the back of his head. "oh, just thinking about the last time we actually laid in bed together" Ford replied whilst running his six fingers through fidd's hair. "it must have been weeks" fidd said with a slight hint of flirtation in his voice. Ford gently leaned in and began to softly plant kissed on fidd's neck. " f-ford, y-you know how I feel about doing this sort of-" fiddleford froze as Ford bit at a sensitive part of fidd's neck. Ford removed his mouth from fidds neck "aww, come on. I want to show you how much I love you" Ford said playfully, then he resumed at kissing fidd's neck, every kiss becoming longer and more passionate.                 "S-Stanford" fiddleford gasped out of excitement. Ford hadn't touched him like this in weeks, all of the pent up desire to have some attention like this from ford was finally being released.

Fiddleford couldn't hold back any longer. His breathing was heavy and short. His heart was beating so fast, it felt like there was no rhythm to its beat anymore. He couldn't hold back his feelings any longer . He quickly turned around to face Ford. Their eyes locked. Ford drew in closed to fidd and passionately kissed Fiddleford on the lips. Fiddleford closed his eyes, overwhelmed by the passion of it all. Soon Fiddleford has to pull away and gasp for air. As fidd laid their gasping like a fish out of water, Ford rolled on top of Fidd. Ford began to plant small kisses on Fidd's check, then down to his jaw and then onto the neck. Ford began to nibble at Fidd's neck, he knew fidd couldn't resist that. As ford bit down into fidd's neck, fidd gave out small yelps of excitement.

Fiddleford then removed Fords sweater. He also frantically tried to unbutton his own shirt , but he was distracted by the small kisses Ford was putting on his neck. "OH GOD" Fidd screamed as his body was rushing with excitement.
Ford began to gently move his body every so slightly against Fidd's. Fiddleford groaned as Ford pushed his body against him. Fords impulses against Fiddleford were becoming faster and harder. They were now becoming louder as the minuets passed. They both wanted the same thing and they knew it. Fidd then frantically tried to unbuckled fords belt. When suddenly,
BEEP!
BEEP!
BEEP!

It was Ford's alarm. "Oh" fiddleford groaned in annoyance. "can't you just ignore it and not speak to him today" Fiddleford pleaded. "I'm sorry fidd's, you know I have to go. It's part of our deal and if I break it he will just get mad again" Ford sighed. "I know it's just we never get time to ourselves any more and you know I hate him, especially when he possesses you" Fiddleford complained. "I know you do, but we are so close to finishing. Just a few more days.Maybe. Then I will be all yours" Ford smiled. "okay" Fidd said in disappointment as he gave Ford back his sweater and helped Buckle his belt up for him. "look tonight I will be all yours and we can have a nice dinner and watch a movie, like old times. Wouldn't you like that?" Ford asked. "I guess so" Fidd mumbled as he buttoned up his shirt. Ford leaned in and kissed his partner on his forehead "I love you, Fiddleford hadron McGucket" Ford whispered softly. "I love you too. Stanford filbrick pines" Fidd chuckled as ford stood up from the bed and exited the room.