sorry for the chapter delay guys! anyway you may now proceed to go feral!
Fiddleford pov:
"Do you see me as a replacement?" His voice is hesitant and quiet as he holds me close in his embrace.
"Never. I see you for you stanley." I kiss his cheek and frown when my lips meet his damp cheek. My stomach knots as he takes a shaky breath as I wipe his cheek off.
His lips meet mine and my breath gets caught in my throat. All too soon he's pulling back and muttering apologies. Trying to hide the tears on his face, as he takes a step back. The cold air grabs at me with the loss of his touch.
"Stan, I don't know what's going through your head, but I'm here for you. Whatever it is, that's really got you. I won't leave you." I look into his eyes as he tries to avoid my gaze. "I'm sorry I hurt you." I say closing the gap between us, my right hand on his cheek.
He flinches slightly at the touch and bites his lip, leaning into my hand his face loses some tension. His eyes open and his brown eyes search my face as he puts his hands on my shoulders. Leaning forward he places his forehead against mine, I slide my hand from his cheek to the back of his neck.
My lips meet his and I feel him melt into me as he kisses me back. His hands moving from my shoulders to my sides, sliding down to rest on my hips. He pulls back slightly, "you deserve more," his lips brushing against mine as he speaks.
"I don't want more, I want you." the words barely leave my lips before he kisses me with more force.
Stan snores softly as i run my fingers through his hair. His arms holding me to his chest, one of his legs hooked over mine, trapping me in place. I shift around getting more comfortable, shaking my head as I nearly fall out of stan's bed, that he insisted we sleep in, so i don't try to roll away.
Ford pov:
I look up from the papers on my desk as I hear the door to the lab open behind me.
"My muse, im this close to a breakthrough. I just need a bit longer then I'll go up to bed with you." i say and reach for a heavy book looking for the reference I needed. Bill spins my chair around and glares at me. I look him over and grin. My black shirt sliding off his right shoulder, the shirt long enough to brush against his thighs.
"So are you wearing anything other than my shirt?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.
"You have ignored me all day, sixer." he pauses and his tongue runs along his teeth. "I want attention," his voice drops as he moves, his lips now at my neck. "You wouldn't deny me now would you sixer?" his voice a whisper as he sinks his teeth into my neck.
A moan escapes me as he licks my neck with his teeth still breaking my skin. "That hurts you know." I breathe out as I feel him grin.
The cold air stings as he moves his mouth off of my neck. "You know damn well you like it stanford." his voice slow, drawing out each word. His left hand sliding up my thigh as my pulse quickens. "Don't you?" he asks as his hand stops above my groin, not quite touching.
I nod and he pulls his hand away with a disappointed look on his face, his head shaking. "Use your words." he demands and I swallow the lump that formed in my throat. His hands now on the arm rests of the chair, his face level with mine. "Tell me you like it." his tongue licks my blood off his bottom lip.
"I like it my muse, I like it when you bite me and mark me as yours." I say, as I feel my face burning with embarrassment. Bill moves back to my neck and licks me.
"Such a good boy fordsy!" he coos in my ear as he moves his hands to slide my lab coat off my shoulders.
"Bill…. I have to get back to work." I mumble and try to spin the chair, ignoring the heat pooling in my stomach.
"Cute that you think I will let you work right now sixer." Bill growls out his fingers digging into the sides of my arms. "Especially when that cock of yours so clearly doesn't want you to get back to work." his right hand dropping to my lap and pressing down on the now hard appendage. A moan escapes me before I can stop it and Bill smirks. "Now be good for me and strip."
My heart hammers in my chest as my hands move to comply. "Yes, my muse." i breathe out as he stands up fully and watches as I loosen my tie and take it off before pulling my shirt over my head, not bothering to unbutton it.
Bill grabs my chin and makes me look up as he bends down. "You are doing so good for me." he coos before he kisses me gently and pulls back, picking up the tie and running his fingers over it. "Stand up."
I stand up and groan as my pants press against me. He drags a finger up my chest to my chin, a smirk on his face. I shiver slightly under his touch, all warmth pooling in the pit of my stomach. "My muse.."
I fumble with my belt and shed my pants shortly after with a sigh of relief. A smile spreads across my face as I look down at bill. As I slip my boxers off, I chuckle slightly.
"Why are you laughing?" bill asks, looking up into my eyes. I cough and try to wipe the smile off of my face.
"You just look so cute down there, my muse." i say knowing the grin on my face is back, while trying not to look bill directly in the eyes.
"On your fucking knees stanford." he demands and puts his hands on his hips, glaring at me. I hold my hands up in defeat and look at him for a moment, his position unchanging.
"As you wish." I sigh out and drop to my knees in front of him. I grin as the bottom of the shirt bill is wearing is inches from me. My eyes dart up and I grin at bill. My left hand on my hard length as my right hand reaches out and grabs the bottom of the shirt.
Lifting it up slightly I lean to the left and just as I'm about to get a good view bill swats at my hand. "Hand up here! Both of them ford. Can't just wait, can you?" Bill snaps and rolls his eyes.
"I'll try to behave for you, my muse." I say as I offer my hands, palms up to bill, my dick twitching with anticipation.
He binds my hands with my tie, making sure I can't slip out of it, before leaning down and bringing his lips to my left shoulder. He trails kisses from my shoulder to my throat, occasionally biting me.
"You are being so good for me, now that you can't paw at me fordsy!" he coos before sucking on my neck just under my jaw.
A moan slips out as i tilt my head back, straining upwards into him. His tongue sliding across my flesh as he slowly pulls away. I hear myself begging breathlessly, "please my love…" as i look up at him.
Grinning devilishly he bites his bottom lip looking down at me. "Please what? Please stop?" he asks his voice low and husky.
"No! Don't stop!" i cry out as i go to get up. He reaches down and grabs my bound wrists and pulls them forward.
"No? Then what is it you want?" his tone filled with a mock curiosity. He pulls me around as he walks over to the desk.
"I want you, I need your touch." I mumble embarrassed as I let him spin me around.
He drops my hands and moves the papers on the desk to the chair, with a satisfied look he sits on the desk looking down at me. "Come closer pet, you are doing so good begging." he coos and i barring a knee up and he glares at me causing me to pause. "Did I say you could get off your knees?" his bare foot kicking out and resting on my shoulder pushing me back down to my knees.
I drop my knee back down and shuffle closer to the desk, my eyes trailing up Bill's leg. His knee bending slightly as I get closer, the shirt shifting. His hard dick twitches as I grin, pausing to admire the sight of Bill in nothing but my shirt, sitting on my desk like it's a throne.
I turn my head to Bill's leg and kiss it gently. His warm skin under my lips, as I move closer, trailing kisses up his calf to the underside of his knee. I pause to look up at him, his eyes half shut a look of pleasure on his face. "You look astonishingly radiant, my muse. Perfectly angelic." I praise him as he takes his foot off my shoulder.
He tips my chin up with his foot and turns my head to the right. "Your touch is everything to me." I continue and I see him blush out of the corner of my eye.
"Worship looks good on you." he breathes out and drops his foot. "You can stand up now if you don't get too eager." he leans forward as the words leave his mouth.
As I go to stand up I kiss his lips gently, careful to keep my hunger for more from reflecting in the touch. I lick my lips as I look down at bill. "Heavenly."
I cry out as Bill sinks his teeth into my lower back yet again, while his fingers work at spreading me open. I bury my face into my bound wrists trying to stifle the involuntary noise as Bill has me bent over my desk.
A firm hand comes down on my ass, the sound rings in my ears as I feel his tongue trace up my back. I moan as the sting dies down and spreads.
"please .. bill.. I need more.." I breathe out as he pulls his fingers out. He leans into me, his dick pressing against my ass as his lips brush against my ear.
"What do you want?" his voice sending heat down, i turn my head to look at him from the corner of my eye.
"Please fuck me already… I can't take much more teasing.." I whisper. "Please.." my words cut off as Bill pushes in.
"You look so sexy when you beg Ford." his hips move forward hard and i cry out as my mind is muddled with pleasure.