Warning: smut right in the beginning NOT FOR THE EYES OF INNOCENT CHILDREN! Hope you guys enjoy this chapter! More action and plot furthering stuff in the next chapter! ^^

"Ah, R-Rick," Ford moaned as Rick slowly caressed his neck, nipping the soft skin playfully As he slowly made his way down Ford's neck, he slid his hands under the other man's shirt, gripping onto his hips. Rick ran his thumbs along the defined hip bones. He chuckled as Ford whispered "fuck" under his breath. Ford was a blushing mess as their lips sloppily came together again. Moving a hand downwards, Rick groped Ford's crotch, feeling a solid bump poking through.

"Oh, Ford! I d-didn't think you'd get a hard on so quickly. Y-you really do have a hardcore crush," Rick teased as he began to unbutton the pants.

"W-wait," Ford managed to blurt out.

"What? W-what's wrong?" Rick stopped, kneeling over Ford.

Ford shifted his gaze around nervously, "It's just..I haven't done something like this in a while. Wow, I must look like such a mess right now," he placed a hand over his face, trying to hide the heavy blush.

Rick smiled and gingerly slid his fingers over Ford's wrist and moved the hand from his face. He brought his face up to Ford's so that their lips were only inches apart. "H-hey, nerd. You may b-be a mess, but you're a beautiful m-mess. And if there's anything I do that makes you un-URP-comfortable, y-you better let me know. S-speaking of which, how far do you wanna take this?" Rick spoke softly as he slowly stroked a hand through Ford's hair.

"Well, I suppose for now I'm fine with us going to our...underwear," Ford stuttered. His eyes kept glancing from Rick's eyes to his lips.

"U-underwear it is!"

Rick pressed his lips against Ford's without warning. He lightly traced Ford's jawline with his thumb as their lips met and the kissing deepened. A moan escaped his throat as tongue began to slip in, gliding over his teeth. Once they parted, it took Ford a few seconds to open his eyes. "Wow.." he breathed. Rick smirked and began sliding Ford's shirt over his head and off of him. Red engulfed nearly all of Ford's face as Rick gazed down at him. He ran a finger down the other man's torso lightly stopping where the unbuttoned pants were.

"R-ready, science bitch?"

Ford only nodded, trying to prepare himself for Rick's hands being down there. He slowly pulled the pants down, purposefully letting his lips slide against Ford's inner thigh, causing Ford to emit a gasp. Rick chuckled as he managed to pull the pants completely off. Ford's erection was even more obvious now through the gray underwear.

"Wow, l-looks like you're gonna need someone to take care of that," Rick remarked, winking up at Ford as he rested his chin on Ford's abdomen. "But first..." At this, Rick began stripping himself of his blue shirt and the tank top underneath.

"Wait," Ford suddenly sat up next to him. "Umm..let me...you know."

"Strip me down? Thought you'd never ask."

Ford sat up behind Rick and helped him pull the tank top off over his head. he noticed Ford's hands shaking as he unbuckled Rick's belt and pants button. Rick slid his hands over Ford's, aiding him with the pants. Ford wasn't sure if it was the hard on or simply feeling Rick pressed up against him, but he suddenly caressed Rick's neck, moving his lips slowly, planting soft kisses and moving down to his right shoulder.

"Heh, finally t-taking the initiative, huh?"

Rick slid a hand through Ford's hair at the back of his head, pressing his lips harder onto his neck. Ford obliged by gently nipping his ear and feeling like his face was on fire. Suddenly, Rick spun around, pushing Ford back onto the bed and landing fully on top of him, their crotches rubbing against each other. Ford emitted a few short moans escaped Ford's throat as he felt the other's dick rubbing against him through his underwear.

"Get ready, nerd," Rick whispered in his ear as he began kissing Ford from his neck down to his pelvic area.

He playfully bit the soft, supple skin above the crotch, dotting the area with red marks. He looked up at Ford once more before ever so slowly pulling down the gray underwear, causing the full erection to pop out. He gently grabbed the base with one hand, hearing Ford trying to stifle more noises. Rick began with the head, taking it in his mouth and running his tongue around the rim. Ford was a blushing mess of moans and gasps as he slid his head back and grasped the sheets in his hands. Rick slowly pumped Ford's cock as he suckled the head. After about a minute, Ford was at his limit, crying out as he climaxed. Once done, Rick slid the gray underwear back up and climbed back on top of Ford. Both of them breathed heavily as Rick rested his forehead on Ford's.

"Not-URP-bad for someone who hasn't 'done it' in a while. Th-that was pretty hot," Rick said in between breaths, licking his lips.

"Glad I didn't disappoint," Ford smiled up at Rick.

Rick grinned back, whispering, "St-stupid, nerd," before meeting Ford's lips in a deep kiss. They made out slowly, tongues meeting with each kiss. Ford kept his hands slightly squeezing Rick's ass while Rick stroked the side of Ford's face and his neck. After a while, their lips gradually slowed down until the both had fallen asleep, Rick still lying on top of Ford. The moonlight from Scarletta's two moons filtered into the room through the blinds, slightly illuminating the two sleeping figures.

DREAM: I opened my eyes to find I was in the mindscape. The familiar floating library along with the spacial background, just like before.

"Well, well, well. You've had quite the sexy night, IQ," that same piercing voice penetrated into my mind again.

I reluctantly turned around to see Bill floating closer and closer. "Would you leave me alone already?" I shouted, knocking over a stack of books.

"Oh, Stanford, always making such a mess of things, just like your life and the lives of those who cared about you. Haha, it's pretty hilarious!" the demon laughed, twirling his small black cane around. "And didn't I tell you before, sixer? You're going to be an important part in my future plans. I have to keep my 'eye' on you when I'm not busy making deals."

"Well, this is my mindscape, my dream, so take this, Cipher!"

I quickly imagined my plasma gun, making it instantly appear in my hands. Not hesitating for a moment, I opened fire at Bill; however, he was one step ahead and blocked all the shots with the cane. At the same time, dark shadows jetted out from Bill's and wrapped themselves around my wrists and neck, pulling me to the ground.

Oh, IQ. Shouldn't you know by now that no matter how hard you try, you can't best me in the mindscape. You'll always be that naive boy who trusted me without question."

Bill's eye suddenly turned blood red as the shadow arm around my neck began to tighten. I began to choke and gasp for air as it cut off my air way. The mindscape around me began to flicker and darken. Bill loomed over me, the red eye staring directly into my soul.

"See ya in your next dream, Stanford! I'll miss you!"

END DREAM

Ford woke up coughing and gasping for air, waking up Rick who was still lying on top of him.

"F-Ford? Wh-what the fuck is wrong?" he cupped Ford's face with two hands, trying to get him to calm down.

It took him a few minutes to finally calm his breathing while Rick stroked his face, trying to help him relax. Ford laid his head back to down onto the bed, still breathing a bit heavily. Rick put his face above Ford's, "Wh-what the fuck were you dreaming about? A ni-URP-ghtmare or some shit?" he had a serious look on his face.

"It's a demon of sorts that's been tormenting my dreams for a while now. He and I have a...history."

"So, y-you say this is something that can i-invade your dreams, right?"

"Yeah. He exists in a different dimension, but can be seen by others through their minds," Ford sighed, rubbing his neck, which was a bit sore from last night.

"Well, there m-might be something we can do for that fucker. W-we'll need to put a metal plate over your s-skull. It's a sure fire way to keep dream d-demons out," Rick mumbled, laying his head on Ford's chest.

"A metal plate? Is that safe?"

"D-dude, you're on a planet with some of the most ad-URP-vanced medicine and surgical p-procedures. I'm sure Mindsweep can hook you up," Rick informed, absent mindingly tracing small circles lightly on Ford's skin.

"I-it's not a permanent solution, but it'll at least probably keep h-him from mind fucking you every night. P-plus, I gotta do some shopping for fixing up my portal g-gun."

"Well, sounds like a plan. Guess we just have to get the motivation to get out of bed," Ford laughed.

"Yeah, I-I'm gonna need a whole lot of m-motivation," Rick said before bringing his lips together with Ford's.

He grabbed onto Ford's hair as he deepened the kiss. It took both of them a few moments to snap back to reality. Rick slowly rolled off of Ford and off the bed, taking Ford's glasses and throwing them on his face. "A-alright, let's do this shit!"

With some motivation from Rick practically dragging him out of bed the two of them were out the door and walking the streets of the Capital once again. Most of the Steeles were rather friendly and gladly pointed out where the tech shops were. Since it was located on a different part of the city and since they couldn't grow wings like the Steeles, Rick and Ford had to take "The Travel Tube." It was basically a gigantic clear tube with air running through it that could propel people to where they wanted to go. Ford had to push Rick, who refused to take it, into it. Both of them ended up getting tossled around and getting spat out in the technological district in a heap.

"M-man, I hate taking air t-tubes. But anyway, we-we're here. I-I'll just be a mi-URP-nute."

Ford followed Rick into a tech store, gazing in awe at all the different devices. He began jotting down notes and observations for his journal along with a few simple sketches of the area.

"W-wow, you're even more of a nerd than I thought," Rick jeered while picking out a few items.

"Well, I want to make sure I'll remember all that's here."

Rick chuckled as the checked out. Rick handed the vendor some kind of card and got the items he needed.

"Universal money card in c-case that's wh-what you were gonna ask me."

"Intriguing," Ford noted, smiling at Rick.

"Alright, alright. How 'bout you call M-Mindsweep over here, so we can get ba-URPck to your house? I better get started on f-fixing the damn thing."

As ususal, it didn't take long for Rissah to pick them up with telekinesis. They arrived at the forest's edge in record time.

"Hey, Rissah, before you go, I was wondering if you could do something for me," Ford shouted as the Steele was about to take off.

"Oh, sure! Anything for you, Ford!" Rissah happily replied, landing in front of him.

"For a specific reason, I'd like to get a metal plate put in on my skull. Let's just say...it's so I can sleep better at night."

Rissah gave him a suspicious look, "Well, yeah, that's a rather quick procedure. I can probably get you in with a specialist tomorrow maybe. As a Hero of Scarletta, I should be able to get you in soon. Strange request but doable."

"Hey, Ford! Hurry the fuck up. I don't know h-how to get to your h-house!" Ford could hear Rick shout from the tree line.

"Thanks, Riss! We'll talk later, okay?"

"Alrighty! See you later!" Rissah waved before launching himself into the air like always.

Ford waited until the Steele was nearly out of sight before running after Rick.

"P-pop a squat on the couch cuz that's where I-I'm gonna be workin," Rick said as he gathered up the needed tools.

Ford took a journal, sat on the couch, and began copying the notes from earlier into it. Soon, Rick waltzed over to the couch, already beginning to work on the portal gun. He mumbled to himself as he replaced parts within it. After finishing the entry in the journal, Ford laid back and rested his head on Rick's lap.

"T-tryin to distract me, spectacles?" Rick asked, still working on the gun.

"No, just admiring you," Ford replied.

A shade of red flashed across Rick's face. "D-damn, I didn't think a nerd like y-you could be that smooth."