Ford clenches his fingers and looks up at both of his hands being held by one strong one, hearing the bed creak under both of their added weight. He feels a warm tongue run up the side of his face and the man's body feels being drawn to the creature above him, needing to have Bill close and inside him.

The thought alone is enough to make the omega's face heat up in embarrassment, never has the thought of his muse having sex with him ever crossed his mind before. He wasn't worthy of such affections from something so powerful yet here they were, Bill hovering over his trembling body with a urge to take him. But Ford knew it was only temporary, Bill was only helping him to get over his heat so they could get back to work on the portal but...there was something in his muse's eye that makes him think otherwise.

It's a possessive stare, there's a hunger in his eyes and they're staring directly down at him.

Ford squirms under him, feeling the grip on his wrists tighten their hold as if to keep him from tugging them free. Bill leans down and licks up from his chin to his ear, chuckling against his ear when Ford lets out a high pitch squeak.

"Easy there, Fordsie. You're shaking awfully hard, are you sure you're comfortable with this?" Bill asks, letting his other hand run up his bare side, letting the talons leave little red lines in their wake. Ford bites back a laugh and feels his body moving away from those sharp claws but not because he was afraid of them, no. Because they tickled.

Bill pauses when he sees the giggling expression on the other's face, that's not the reaction he wants at all. He frowns and pulls his hands away from the man's ticklish side, guessing it's something he could always use against the man later on but for right now, he should just avoid it all together.

Instead, Bill brings his free hand up to the man's chest and gently pinches a nipple, making it hard under his fingers. This gets the reaction he wants when he hears Ford let out a moan, feeling him arch up against his hand and rubs the nub with his thumb.

"You didn't answer me from before, IQ." Bill reminds the man, twerks a nipple a little more roughly, earning a yelp.

"I-I'm sorry!" Ford replies, shaking his head and looking back up to his friend. "Yes, I'm fine. Just...a bit overstimulated, is all."

"Awe, I've got you all worked up, huh?" Bill grins, rolling the perked nipple lazily with his thumb and watches him squirm more. "Such a good little omega, aren't you?"

"..." The compliment has Ford more flustered than anything else he's done so far, maybe the brainiac really has a flattery kink?

Then maybe praise is the way to go? Bill leans down and brushes his lips against his jawline, nipping at the stubble there.

"So obedient and loyal to me, aren't you?" He kisses up to Ford's ear and feels him eagerly nod, turning his head to the side for him. Somewhere Bill saw in Ford's memories, when omega exposes their neck, it means they're comfortable and being extremely submissive. Also could be another form of trust.

The fact that Ford trusts him so much is laughable and really foolish on his part.

"I really like this side of you, Fordsie." Bill says, slipping in between Ford's legs and pressing his new body down against the overly warm one, feeling the hard erection against his hip. His eye looks over the omega's face and stares at those parted lips curiously, smelling a oddly sweet fragrance coming from the man below. "You smell really good."

"It's...it's my..." Ford has trouble getting his words out but he didn't need to explain, Bill knew it was because of Ford's body was self-prepping itself with something called sexual lubrication or is often called slick. It gives off a sweet smell to attract a mate and makes breeding a lot easier, it has Bill shallowing the thick saliva in his throat.

"So sweet, kind of want to taste it-"

"W-what?" Ford turns his head back towards him a little too quickly and they bump heads a little, Bill pulls back with a grunt, rubbing his sore nose. Luckily that didn't really hurt or he would be throttling the human real good right about now. Bill feels Ford pull his hands free and touches his face, wanting him to look back down to him. "I'm so sorry! I didn't hurt you, did I?"

"Yeah, I'm good. Just give me a little warning next time, way to ruin the mood there." Bill pulls his hand away to look down at him, seeing the look of concern on Ford's face and gives him a warm smile to reassure the omega.

His eyes return to Ford's lips again and licks his own, wanting to taste them but reframes from it. No, that's way too intimate, too personal. He just needs to get Ford through his heat, so things will go back to normal and they can start working on the portal again.

Only problem is Bill doesn't know if he wants things to return to normal, he really enjoys this part of the man and doesn't know if he wants this to be the only time he helps Ford with his heats. Bill wasn't really a alpha, he didn't have a knot that omegas like or gave off the same pheromones like one but he would happily take care of-no, satisfy Ford needs. Bill couldn't care for him, he didn't care for the human at all and he will keep reminding himself of that. Ford was nothing but a pawn to him, to manipulate into getting what he wants and maybe a new toy for him to play with.

"I'm sorry, Bill." He hears the omega say, rubbing the sore spot beside Bill's nose with his thumb. Bill reaches up and grabs his hand, pulling it away from his face and leans close again.

"It's alright, Fordsie. Now where were we?"