Ford was content, laying along the sofa in his old bedroom with a comfortable weight on his chest. In his right hand he skillfully held a book, his eyes losing focus on the text when she moved slightly against him. He glanced down at her, a small smile on his lips as she pressed herself closer to him, a soft hum from her lips.

Ness lay across Ford's torso, her narrow hips fitting snug against him as her head rested against his chest. Every once in a while a soft snore would escape her, and it made Ford smile, his hand that usually rest behind his head going to stoke her hair, thick and curly under his six fingers.

He throughly enjoyed this; 30 long years of no contact, (And Ford was almost positive he was broken from his past experiences), and this woman comes along and completely changes everything he thought he knew about this. It was hard enough for him to have a normal conversation with his family, let alone some stranger, but right from the beginning she had proven herself to be a very formidable companion. He might go so far as to say he loves her, but he definitely wasn't ready to tell her that. Not yet, at least.

Mabel assures him that he could say it today and everything would be fine, that Ness loved him back, maybe even more so. He found it difficult to believe such a thing. Ness was his shining beacon, bringing him back down to earth after everything he's been through, his anchor. It almost bothered him that he relied on her so, but when she looks at him the way she does, with her ridiciously green eyes and those freckles that sprinkle her nose like stars in the sky, he has come to the conclusion that there is no way she loved him, at least, like he loves her.

Ford thinks, he might be okay with that. As long as she stayed here, with him.

Her stirring pulls him from his thoughts, his book long forgotten in his right hand as he watches her with a curious expression. Ness hums softly against his chest, elicting subtle shivers from Ford.

"What time is it?" She breathes out, her eyes fluttering open, before stopping at a squint, the light cast from the window shining right in her face. She huffed, turning her head to face the opposite way. Ford smiles softly at her, before bringing his hand up to check the time.

"6:14. Did you need to be somewhere?" He inquires, moving to set his book down along the windowsill. Ness nods her head against his chest, while wrapping her arms around his thick torso to hug him. Ford raises his brow, sitting up slightly.

"Oh. Well, I suppose it's time to wake up then." He replied, an almost disappointed undertone in his deep voice. Ness smiled against him, squeezing him slightly before letting go and pushing herself up.

"It's actually something to do with you, Ford." She comments, before adjusting her position. Ford gave her a suprised look, his brows raised as he watched her move from laying, to sitting. She threw her arms along his broad shoulders, her legs on either side of his waist as she fit perfectly in his lap. Ford blushed slightly, before a warm smile enveloped him.

"Pray tell." He said, his large hands going to rest on her narrow waist. Ness gave him a cheeky grin, her hair sticking out in all ways as her broad smile lit up her sun kissed face.

God, Ford could simply look at her all day. She was a thing of beauty, and he really couldn't understand how she fell for him, of all people.

"Tomorrow you leave with Stan again, right?" She began, her green eyes glistening as she questioned him. Ford nods his head, a small smile on his lips.

"I do."

"I wanted to do something special for you, tonight. I don't know when I'll be seeing you again, and, well..." Ness trailed off, either too embrassed to say what was on her mind, or just dragging it out. Ford assumed the former, with the way her cheeks grew pink.

Then it dawned on him; Was she trying to say what he thinks?

"Ness?" He asks, breaking her uncomfortable silence with a soft touch, gently gripping her chin in his fingers to bring her eyes back to him. Ness smiled at the touch, a soft expression that excentuated her natural beauty.

She moved forward, pressing her lips against his. Ford quickly pressed back, returning the gesture as her delecate hands moved smoothly up his neck, to tangle in the soft grey hair atop his head. They continued for a moment longer, until she reluctently pulled away, her cheeks flush with color as she caught his eye.

"Ford...I want to take us further. Before you go..I don't know how long you'll be gone, and, well, I've wanted this." She admitted, "Will you have me?"

Ford was absolutely dumbstruck, and apparently it showed.

"If you're not comfortable with it, that's fine. I can wait, however long you need." She quickly added, sitting back while releasing his hair. He realized he must have given her the wrong impression, quickly shaking his head and pulling her closer.

"No, I...Are you sure? This is quite a step we're taking, Ness." He reminded her, and she smiled softly, nodding her head.

"Of course I'm sure, Ford. I love you." She said those words with such ease, such comfort that it made his head spin. He grinned then, a big, goofy smile that made her giggle.

Ford was euphoric, ecstatic, elated. She loves him. He took a moment to simply admire her; Her hair was still a mess, the shoulder length waves askew. Her vibrant green eyes seemed to sparkle as she smiled at him. He loves her. He loves the sprinkled freckles on her nose and cheeks, the sun kissed tan she aquired after spending hours in the forest with him, her narrow nose and full lips that smiled and laughed when he told her his jokes.

"I love you." He breathed out, his eyes transfixed on her.

Ford was rewarded with a broad grin, one that stretched to her eyes and made her appear even younger than she already is. How in the world had he gotten so lucky?

She moved to kiss him again, still smiling against his lips as she returned her hands to his hair. He was no longer hesitant, his concerns and questions thrown out the window as she pressed her slender frame against him.

Ford wrapped his arms around her waist, tight, secure. Their mouths moved together in a frenzy, spurred on by their mutal understanding that they both wanted this.

She could feel his hands tremble against her as he moved to slip them under the soft fabric of her shirt, elicting a soft moan from her. He was warm, his palms like fire on her smooth skin.

"Is this okay?" Ford breaks away the slighest, his hot breath on her lips as he gripped the hem of her shirt. Ness nodded quickly, moving to allow him to strip the article from her frame, and toss it to the floor. Ford hesistates at that moment, her bare skin almost intimidating to him. Needless to say, he was out of practice.

"It's okay, Ford. Take your time." She breathes out, reaching out to grasp his wrists in both hands, guiding his palms back to her hips. Ford shakes his head, a bashful smile on his lips,

"It's just...You are so beautiful, Ness." He whispers, letting one hand trail to her back, gliding along her spine to the clasp of her bra. It takes two tries, and Ford releases the hooks on the back with a quick manuever. Ness moves to sit up then, sliding the article off her shoulders to join her shirt. Ford was breathless, to say the least.

Her body was perfect in his eyes, and Ford smiled softly at her.

"Like I said...Beautiful." He spoke lowly, the gruff in his voice excentuated. Ness blushed, the sound of him sending jolts between her thighs. How is it fair that he is this attractive?

With a sudden burst of courage, or was it lust? Ford gently palmed her rounded breast, noting how well it fit in his hand. This brought forward a soft moan from Ness, a sound he had never really heard in this context, and realized he wanted to hear more. With a soft force, he pinched her nipple, elicting another moan from her. His face grew red hot at the sound, not even realizing the uncomfortable strain in his slacks as he explored her body.

"Ford..." She breathed out, her eyes opening just the slighest. Another first, he thought. Her expression was that of pure, unabashed, lust, and it made him uncomfortably warm.

"You're being a tease." She breathed out, a small smile pulling on her lips as she moved, sitting straight. Ford followed, like he was hypotized by her steel gaze and sultry voice, as he allowed her to grasp the hem of his sweater and pull it over his head. She hummed in approval at the sight. It wasn't the first time she had seen him shirtless, as there was that one time at the pool, last summer. But this was different, told by the look in his eyes when he gently grasped her thick hair to pull her down into a kiss.

She pressed her chest against his, the wiry feel of his chest hair against her made her shiver just the slighest. Ford pressed on, letting the kiss fall into something so much more intense. As though the feel of her soft breasts against his chest weren't enough, she rolled her hips, feeling the full severity of his clothed erection. Ness hummed against his mouth, while Ford let out a soft, almost strangled moan.

With their lips still embraced, Ness moved her hands between them, working on the constrictions of his slacks. Her fingers were slightly shaken as she worked the leather of the belt, moving on to the button and fly in a haste manner. The sound of the buckle clinking made her heart hammer in her chest, and just as she was about to release him, he stopped her.

"Wait, Ness." He breathed roughly. Ness gave him a quizzical look, before he smiled bashfully, suddenly moving them. She gasped as Ford wrapped an arm around her waist, hoisting them up to a standing position. Ness wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs around his waist as he made way for the bed in the corner of the room. She was smiling, her face buried in his neck as she felt him press a knee on the mattress, gently guiding her down to lay on her back.

Ford took the initiative, his large hands beginning to work on the shorts around her waist. Ness was all too eager to raise her hips, allowing him to pull them off with her panties, simply dropping them beside the bed.

"Remarkable.." He breathed out, one hand going to her outer thigh, where he gently caressed the smooth skin. Ness blushed furiously, fighting the urge to push her knees together and cover her chest. She watched Ford, who swallowed deeply, a blush seemingly permenant on his cheeks now as he ran his hand over her thigh, toward her core. He glanced at her for a moment, in silent question, and she simply smiled, pushing her knees apart further in answer.

His fingers ghosted along her, making her moan softly, her eyes slipping shut as she raised her hips just the slightest. Ford was breathy, his hands trembeling just the slightest bit as he explored her. His touches soon escalalated, a more confident feel to his motions as he smoothly dipped his two middle fingers against her, not quite slipping inside. Ness let out a breathy moan, almost like a content sigh, accompinied with a roll of her hips.

"Ford..." She breathed out, drawing his attention. He didn't realize it, but he was concentrating on her, trying to find the right motions and places on her body that made her moan. He caught her eyes with his, noticing the amused expression on her kiss swollen lips. Ford blushed furiously, a bashful smile on his lips.

"C'mere.." She beckoned him closer, and he was quick to comply, his hands on either side of her head as she kissed him. He didn't notice her pull on his slacks until they were halfway down his thighs, his thick member springing free with a deep sense of relief he didn't know he needed, bringing forward a deep moan in his chest. Ness tentitively reached for him, wrapping her hand around him. He noticed her cheeks grow red once more as she felt his girth, and she couldn't help herself from looking down between them.

"Oh, wow." She simply stated, before looking back up at him. Ford was beet red, a mixture of her hand on him and the indirect compliment.

"You're just...Boosting my ego." Ford breathed out, a shaken laugh following. Ness giggled softly, gently pulling her wrist to elict a deep moan from Ford. The sound of him moaning like that was something she didn't know she loved, and she felt her core throb with a lust that grew with every second.

"Ford...Will you have me?" She whispered, and he smiled, fighting the urge to thrust against her hand. He nodded his head, as though he couldn't form words when she held him like this,

"Absolutely."

He leaned down then, capturing her lips with his own as she guided him towards her throbbing heat. Her chest tightened, her stomach flipping uncontrollably as she felt him press against her. He moved slow, almost painfully so, as he buried himself to the hilt. Ness' hands long since moved to his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin as she took him in.

"Oh my gosh.." She heard him breathe out, his face buried against her neck. She smiled, moving her hands to grasp his hair with a smooth roll of her hips. He was big, uncomfortably so, but she loved the feeling of him, everywhere. Ford took her motion as a request, and began moving his hips against her. He was slow and restrained, one hand grasping her hip while the other curled in the blanket. Ness gripped his hair, letting out her moans and gasps unabashed, getting lost in the moment.

"H-Harder, please." It came out as a shaken whimper, and Ford was all to eager to comply, picking up his pace to a steady rhythm, earning a wanton moan from her. He was quick to push himself up, his hands on either side of her head now as he moved, deep brown eyes watching her face as he thrust against her. The old bed creaked with his movements, and it would have been embarassing if they weren't completely lost in one another.

Her eyes fluttered open, catching Ford's gaze with a small smile. Ford returned the gesture, his face a constant pink now as he marvaled at her;

This moment will forever be ingraved in his brain, as he thought there was no way he could ever forget the way she looked at this moment. Her beauty was alluring as it was, but the look in her eyes seemed to pierce right through him. Glossy, pupils blown wide with lust, and yet...Sincere. Ford couldn't resist his urge to kiss her, leaning down and pressing his lips against hers with such fierceness and passion it stole her breath. Her hand reached up, grasping his hair as she immediately pressed back, adding a soft nip to his lower lip for good measure.

"I love you." He breathed out between kisses, his hot breath spilling over her face in ragged waves. Just saying those three simple words lifted a weight on his shoulders he didn't know he was carrying. It felt relieving, satisfying as he knew she loved him back.

Ford felt her legs tighten around his waist, pulling him closer as she whispered those very words right back, before suddenly jerking him to the side. Ford gasped as he landed on his back, his eyes quickly going to meet hers in a playful gaze. She was smirking now, her hands flat against his broad chest as she rolled her hips, the view from his position pulling knots in his stomach.

"You are...So incredibly beautiful." He breathed out, and the seriousness and sincerity in his voice made her blush. Ford pushed himself up, sitting straight as he wrapped his arms around her narrow waist, pulling her even closer. She moaned softly when his lips touched her chest, kissing and nipping just the slightest. Her fingers had found his hair once again, threading through the thick grey strands as she rolled her hips again, creating a smooth rhythm. Ness could feel his moans against her, sending jolts right to her core.

"Oh, Ford." She breathed out, pushing herself up just the slightest with her knees, and dropping back down. Ford let out a gruff moan of approval, his lips on her collar bone now.

It wasn't long before she had found her own rhythm, a mixture of rolling her hips against him and bouncing on his lap, one that seemed to satisfy them both if the loud moans and groans were anything to go by. Fords large hands slid down to her backside, pushing and pulling her along with the motions, and Ness felt she couldn't last much longer. The rising pressure in her core was throbbing, sending shivers along her body as her fingers tightened in his hair.

"Ford!" She gasped out, arching her back slightly as she tipped over the edge. Ford pulled away, taking in her euphoric expression as she came, her legs visably shaking as she continued to move, bringing him along with her. He reached out, grasping her hair and pulling her into a kiss, groaning against her lips as he followed suit.

They bodies had stopped moving now, fitting snug together in the now as they kissed, soft and smooth. The adreneline had faded, leaving them in their post climax bliss.

Ford pulled away first, a sideways smile on his lips as he looked at her in what appeared to be awe.

"You...You are amazing, wonderful...The best thing that's ever happened to me." He breathed out, his hand stroking her hair before moving to cup her face. She smiled softly, leaning into his touch.

"Took the words right out of my mouth." She replied, turning her head to kiss his palm.

Fords expression was soft and content as he simply admired her.

He was definitedly, one hundred percent positive, that he loves her.