There was something different about Ford, Ness thought as she watched the older man. He was sitting at the table wih the rest of the family, Dipper and Mabel were in their own conversation, Stan standing at the stove as he made up some pancakes. No one else seemed to notice the way Ford moved; His knee was bouncing, his fingers drumming against the table almost impatiently. His other hand yanked on his sweater collar, as though it was choking him, before going to nurse the cup of coffee sitting before him.

Ness stepped into the room, smiling at the younger twins as they greeted her.

"Good morning, Ness! Are you going to try some of Grunkle Stan's famous black pancakes?" Mabel beamed, and Dipper chuckled lightly. Ness pulled out the chair beside Ford, taking a seat.

"That sounds amazing, but I already ate before heading over here. Next time?" She offered, and Mabel nodded her head, before turning back to Dipper. Ness turned to look at Ford, noticing the hue of pink that had spread across his cheeks and to his ears. She furrowed her brows, moving to place a hand atop his on the table, ceasing his drumming fingers. She didn't fail to notice the sharp intake of breath as she touched him, or just how hot his skin felt. Ford was already a human heater, but his skin was way hotter than normal.

"Hey, Ford. You feeling alright?" She asked, quietly as to not draw attention. He nodded his head, forcing a smile on his features.

"I...I'm feeling a little unwell, actually. I think I'll just go lie down." He rushed the words out, pulling his hand away from hers before standing and hastily leaving the kitchen. Stan turned around then, dropping a pile of burnt pancakes onto the plate in the center of the table.

"Huh? Where'd Ford go?" He asked, before his eyes fell on her. "Oh, hey Ness. You know, the Shack doesn't open for another 20 minutes." He scratched his head, slightly confused as to her presence. Ness shrugged her shoulders,

"Yeah, I woke up early, figured I would get an early start. Anyways..." Ness rambled on, before glancing toward the door to the living room. "I've gotta go grab something out of my car." She quickly left the room, and Stan simply shrugged, plopping himself down and grabbing the syrup.

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Ness had only even been upstairs at night, when the rest of the house was fast asleep, and when Ford was with her. She was quick to climb the stairs, approaching his bedroom door and opening it, slipping inside and shutting it behind her. Turning around, she caught sight of Ford, his jacket thrown across the couch with his head in his hands.

"Ford? What's wrong?" She asked, moving to take the spot beside him. Her hand landed on his shaking knee, and Ford all but groaned. A hue of blush spread across her cheeks, completey unsure of what was happening.

"I...I'm not sure how to explain this..." Ford breathed out, lifting his head to look at her. The first thing she noticed was his extremely dialated pupils, and the constant blush on his cheeks.

"Oh, wow. I wouldn't accuse you of this or anything, but did you take some sort of drug or something?" Ness asked. Ford let out a breathy laugh, shaking his head.

"No. I was in the forest, and I came across this wonderful plant, one I had never seen before. It sprayed me with this pollen, and I assumed it was nothing. Until now.." He explained, "It's effects are...Oh, boy." His face grew even more red, and Ness blushed alongside him, realizing what he was trying to say.

"Oh...So you're...Aroused?" She asked, and Ford simply nodded his head, his eyes on his feet as his knee bobbed frantically. Ness moved then, bringing her hands to the hem of her shirt, and yanking it over her head. Ford quickly glanced at her, his eyes widening as he watched her work her jeans off her slender thighs.

"W-What are you doing?" He asked, scooting away from her on the couch. Ness quirked a brow at him as she kicked her jeans off along with her shoes.

"C'mon Ford, it's not like you've never seen me naked before." She commented lightly, before moving towards him. She crawled her way to him, before throwing one of her legs over him, straddling his waist. Ness was quick to notice the large buldge in his slacks, or the heat the emitted from him. Ford gasped again, feeling her grind gently against him while placing her petite hands on his shoulders.

"I don't know if this is a good idea-I'm not sure if the effects or contagious, or if this will even help-Ness!" He was rambling, his voice coming to a quick halt as she rolled her hips against him, a soft moan escaping her own lips. Ford's hands quickly went to her hips, pulling her closer as she repeated the motion.

"I guess we'll just have to run a few tests, right Ford?" She breathed out, scooting herself down on his thighs before reaching for his belt. She was quick to yank it open, the clinking of metal seemingly echoed through the room as she worked the rest. Ford let out a strangled groan when her fingers slipped into his trousers, grasping his engorged member and pulling it free.

"Jesus, Ford...Why didn't you come to me sooner?" She breathed out, slowly stroking his thick shaft. it almost looked purple, the tip leaking a steady stream of precum. Ford clenched the cushions of the couch with one hand, the other running through his grey streaked hair and pulling.

"Oh gosh.." He moaned out, his hips jerking upwards against her hand. Ness continued stroking him with one hand, before sliding her own hand into her black panties. Ford watched her fingers disappear under the fabric as she touched herself, her lids slowly shutting as she pulled her lower lip between her teeth.

"Ford..." She breathed out, her eyes opening just the slightest to catch his. His face was blushing, the color reaching his ears as his hands grasped her hips tightly. Her fingers closed tighter around his cock, slipping slightly over the head before dropping back down to the hilt. The deep, gutteral moan that followed almost caught her off guard, as she realized he had already come. His fingers dug into her hips, his expression morphed into one of pure relief and pleasure. Ness smiled broadly as she watched him, pumping his member a few more times as he released over her hand.

"Oh my gosh...Ness..." He breathed out deeply, jerking his hips up a few more times. Ness pulled away from him then, noticing the color had faded, but he was still at full attention. She slipped off his knees, quickly stripping her panties off before climbing back ontop of him. Ford pushed his glasses up his face, catching his breath as he watched her throw her leg over him.

It was as though he was left completely speechless, his words escaping him when he watched her grasp his thick cock to guide it towards her heat. His hands had found her hips once more, guiding her as she pushed the head against her soaking folds. No matter how many times she had sex with Ford, she could never get used to the sheer size of him. And this was no different, reaching a hand out to grasp his shoulder as she slowly sank down onto him. She sucked her lower lip between her teeth, letting out a stangled moan as she pushed herself all the way down to sit on his lap. Ford couldn't help the curse that escaped him, or the sudden jerk of his hips as she instictively clenched around him.

"Oh please...Please, move." He practically begged, throwing his head back with a deep groan. Ness smiled, her face pink now as she pushed herself up, only to slide back down. It wasn't long before she had found her niche, bouncing on his lap with her hands grasping his shoulders. Ford had let his eyes fall at the connection between their bodies, watching as his thick shaft disappeared inside her over and over. He didn't realize he was doing it, but constant moans and groans escaped his lips, her name gasped out every once in a while as well.

Ness knew it was the effects of the pollen that made him this vocal, but she couldn't deny, she absolutely loved it. Ford was never this vocal during sex, and she enjoyed the noises she pulled from him. Plus, the fact that he had let her remain on top for this long. He usually took control by now, but in his current state, he just didn't have the means.

His hand moving from her thigh brought her back to reality, the rough calloused skin of his palm sliding up her stomach and over her breasts, up the line of her neck and into her hair, which was pulled into a messy bun atop her head. He grasped the strands, gently pulling her down into his embrace.

Ford kissed her furiously, his mouth moving against hers in a pace so rapid she could hardly keep up. It took her breath away, and caused her muscles to clench involuntarily. And Ford was undone, groaning deeply against her lips as his other hand pulled her down, pressing tightly against her as he reached his peak. Ness leaned against him, letting her own hands grasp his hair as she gasped, her breath spilling against Ford's face. He noticed the hint of mint tea that lingered there, a smell he quickly realized he loved.

Despite the fact that he had just come, his hips didn't falter in their movements. Rather, he began pushing himself up inside her, one arm going to wrap around her waist to pull her down in time with his movements.

"F-Ford!" She gasped out, her fingers clenching his hair as she moaned against his lips. He thrust into her roughtly, his arm like steel around her waist. The obscene wet sound of their bodies together was loud, and it brought a bright blush to her cheeks as he ravaged her, his movements steady and hard. She was so close, her body tensing up as she felt the beginnings of her own orgasm shake her, when he abruptly pulled away, his arm around her waist yanking her to the side.

Ness squeaked at the sudden movement, and barely registered Ford as he moved to stand. He was quick to grasp her waist, manuevering her to her knees, hands grasping the back of the couch as he pushed her legs apart. She looked over her shoulder, watching him quickly strip his sweater off over his head. Taking her lower lip into her mouth, she admired his body for a split second; His age barely showed there. His torso was covered in white scars, some stretching all the way across his broad, taught chest. He quickly pushed his slacks off his hips, letting them pool around his feet as he moved forward, rubbing the head of his cock against her. Wasting no time, he slid inside and to the hilt in one motion.

Ness cried out, dropping her head to rest against the cushions of the couch as she felt him stretch her all over again, this time hitting an all new angle while filling her up completely. It was almost too much, the slightly uncomfortable feeling of him hitting the end of her insides brought forth a shaken whimper from her lips. Ford let out a gasp, coming to a stop.

"Are you alright?" He breathed out, obviously strained. Ness nodded her head quickly, before rocking her hips back against him.

"I'm fine, Ford. Now please, just fuck me." She whined, arching her back the slightest as she pulled back and repeated the motion. Ford didn't need any further instruction, and jumped right into a brutal pace.

His six fingers dug into her waist as he pulled her back against him, their bodies rocking together with an obscene smack of skin while their desperate moans and gasps of pleasure rolled through the room. Ness swore she could feel the couch skid across the floor once, but was too distracted with Ford pounding into her. With one small adjustment of their stance, Ford had found her sweet spot, and made it a point to dive right into it, over and over.

Ness all but screamed, smushing her face against the pillows of the couch to muffle the sound as her orgasm finally racked through her. Her toes curled, fingers digging into the fabric beneath her as the feeling spread from her core, all the way to her fingertips. This was, without a doubt, the hardest she had ever come. And if definitely showed, her knees giving out beneath her as she let out a loud, wanton moan. Ford grunted as he grasped her harder, holding her still as he drove for his own release.

Ford seemed to be on the same boat, suddenly groaning her name, followed by a breathy 'Oh my Gosh', while he yanked her against him one more time. She squeaked at the feeling, almost painful as he pushed himself as far as he could go, before releasing.

They stay like that for a moment, Ness gasping aginst the cushions as Ford gently stroked her back. Reluctently, he pulled out, leaving her with a feeling of emptiness. She crumbled against the couch, her body felt boneless as she moved to lay along the seat. Ford stood before her, running a hand through his sweat soaked hair before glancing at her, concern on his features. He was quick to kneel down beside the couch, placing a hand on her forehead.

"Are you alright? Did I hurt you?" He asked quickly, his eyes scanning her body. The only thing he noticed were the light bruises forming against her hips, and even that brought forward a wash of guilt. Ness' light laughter broke the silence, and he quickly looked at her, his brows knit together.

"Ford, that was...Amazing." She began, "Pretty sure it was the best sex we've ever had."

Ford blushed at this, before a small smile found its way to his lips.

"Thank you, Ness. I don't know what I would have done without you." He admitted, running a hand along her hair. A small snort escaped her lips,

"No, no. Thank you. I think we should go collect some of that pollen...You know, for scientific purposes and all." She joked. Ford chuckled at this, sliding a hand beneath her back, and another underneath her knees. Ness was quick to wrap her arms around his shoulders as he carried her to the bed across the room.

Normally, he would let her be and get dressed. She knew how he didn't like to be naked for too long. But this time he slid into bed beside her, pulling the covers over them as she rested her head against his scruffy chest.

"I don't know what time it is, but I'm pretty sure I'm late for work." She mumbled, her finger running along the length of a scar on his chest. She could feel his hand gently stroke her hair.

"I wouldn't worry too much about it. I'll just tell Stan you've been helping me with...An experiment." He mused, his voice rumbling against her ear. She laughed lightly at this, before moving to look at him. Stan raised his brows as she looked him right in the eyes,

"But seriously, we should go collect some of that pollen."