morae:(

Sooo basically there are like no people in this fandom anymore and i crave shy ford with lowk femdomish reader so i wrote one. hope it’s not too wordy :D.

cw: smut, handjob, nerd + hot like sorta dom reader

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Ford’s nerves were shooting through the roof. He was always nervous around other people in general, but this was different. It was never a pretty girl. More specially the girl he had grown fond of, (name). In his dreams he had imagined her in his room many times before. He never knew that it would actually happen. Yet, here she was sitting next to him, at his desk, in his room he had hurriedly cleaned minutes before. The rooms were cramped on account of the low funding, so they pushed two chairs together at his desk. Ford felt dizzy her scent was invading his senses, vanilla perfume, expensive hair products. To fit her legs underneath the space of the desk her legs were turned in, thighs touching his. It wasn’t anything to get worked up over, but Ford has never had luck with girls. This was the first time he had been this close to one.

“—I think we can finish the first two chapters and start with an outline.” (Name) looked up from where she was hunched over. Ford, awkward as he was never made steady eye contact. Eyes darting around to look at anything else. He burned under her piercing gaze, making him fidget, yet forced himself to look back.

“Uh, yes I agree.” then she just smiled. It made his heart flutter.

The entire time Ford was in heaven. Their bare arms brushing each other’s, her attention on him. Closer than he ever thought he would get with (Name).

He had warmed up quite a bit from the beginning of the study session, so it was strange when all of a sudden Ford was stammering and blushing again.

“Is something wrong Ford?”

“Ah, i-it’s nothing, really.” the awkward lopsided smile was not convincing. It was not nothing, at least not to Ford. To get the image of you beside hinge could see down your shirt, and below that your plush thighs, which he noticed after getting an eyeful of cleavage.

Oh.

(Name) realized as he tried hard to look everywhere but her chest, quite obviously. Finding amusement in teasing such a cute nerd, she played with him. Pressing her chest together with her arms while getting closer.

“Are you feeling okay ? Are you sick ?”.

“Honestly, Its just the temperature seems to be a bit to warm,” he nervously laughed.

She shrugged. When she moved back it exposed his lap, and his growing boner. Fords hands flew to his boner without thinking making it obvious. She realized his mistake and started to stammer out an apology.

“I deeply apologize, this isn’t appropriate at all, I’m sorry if i’ve made you uncomfortable.”. He looked down in shame. Great, now she knew the nerd had a crush on her.

When she didn’t leave he looked up confused. There was a smile on her face. Something shot through him in that moment. There was a silence as she repositioned herself to sit, legs facing him in the chair while he was still forwards. He turned his head to look at her. Anticipating her next move. (Name) started gentle, softly pressing her lips against his inexperienced ones. As her hand traveled up his thigh it left a trail of goosebumps. He trembled in excitement. He couldn’t believe that his feeling were being reciprocated. She pulled away and giggled when she noticed Ford trying to chase her lips. Dipping down to his neck she gave wet licks making him shiver. He closed his eyes taking in the soft kisses and suckles on his neck, now used to the caresses on his thigh. Until, she cupped her hand right around his package. He jerked and hunched over. (Name)’s hands paused before quickly undoing his pants until he was in his boxers. Now her hold on his dick was only separated by a thin layer. It drove him crazy, desperate for more, but too shy to ask. Slowly, she traced his length. Dragging her nails across the fabric. Ford bit his bottom lip.

“(Name)” he whispered that seemed to be what she was waiting for as her hands dove into his boxers, pulling them down enough to expose his cock. Her hand once again lightly traced his shaft. His cock jumped in excitement, leaking and red.

“Ford... Are you really this worked up because of me?” she dragged her ring finger around his head smearing precum. A long moan was pulled from him.

“(Name). Why—Why are you doing this ? I’m not really a guy pretty girls like you like.” his confidence dropped despite being in the middle of a sexual act.

“Aww but Ford, I think you’re so special.”. The words went to his cock. The feeling of being loved by someone he deemed too good for him made it mean so much more. He whimpered.

“I don’t know how other girls don’t see it, you’re so brilliant and handsome” The compliments made Ford blush in pride. To prove her point she fully grasped his cock. Her fingers just about reaching around his thick shaft.

“OhhhHhhhhh” a gasp was drawn from him.

There was enough leaking precum to create a smooth glide between skin after a couple strokes. Fords legs jumped as his hands gripped the edge of his seat in restraint. Quickly her hand picked up speed, on every upstroke twisting her fist to wrap around his head. A familiar feeling started to bubble in Ford, faster than ever before. The long pulls on his cock inching him closer and closer. His head dropped back and his eyes squeezed shut basking in the pleasure while thrusting into your hand desperately. Ford couldn’t believe this was real. (Name)’s real, delicate soft hand was wrapped around his, uhem manhood.

“Ford.” her voice called to him. In his haze he managed to give a lazy respond. “MmMmm?”

“Look at me.” She said in a voice as smooth as honey. When he opened his eyes to meet hers, he saw her slightly flushed face, pupils blown wide from arousal. A wave of pleasure went over his body knowing she was enjoying watching him. Her eyes burned into his like they always do, but this was so much more lewd. Fords own thought spurred him on. Just the fact that you, the most beautiful and bright girl he had ever met was doing this, to him. His eyes fluttered closed while moaning at the thoughts.

“Ford.” he gasped as she had taken on a stern tone and apurptly stopped mid-stoke. His eyes shot back open and the look in her eyes made him shiver.

“I told you to look at me.”

“I-I’m sorry, (name).” he gave the most glazed over puppy dog eyes. “Please” he whispered, starting to buck his hips into her warm hand. (Name) put her right leg over both of his, putting pressure to preventing him from continuing.

“No, Stanford.” she said in a sing-song voice. To make her point she gave a tight grab to his needy cock.

“OhhHhh”. He moaned, trying hard to not listen to his instincts and buck. (Name) paused and studied him, trying his hardest to keep his half lidded eyes open, mouth dropped open in a permanent moan. Seeming satisfied at his ability to listen, her face changed into a dreamy smile. Her hand started to lazily stroke his cock at a slow tempo. It drove him crazy, especially when she would tighten her grip occasionally sending an increased amount of pleasure before continuing her slow stroking. The feeling in his stomach was starting to build up again.

“Ford, you are such a good boy, so good at listening.” her praise was music to his ears, “Mmm how does it feel ?”

He was panting at this point, her speed picked up, slick clicking noises every jerk. The noises made him blush harder.

“It feels—feels incredible—MhMm”. the feeling of soft wet kisses on his jaw made him melt. It was even better than his dreams, far better than he could have imagined.

“(Name)”

“Hmm?”

“Mmm thank you!” (Name) looked surprised. It was probably because she realized how down bad he was. She reached her other arm around his shoulders reaching her hand to cup his face. Ford instantly leaned into her soft loving hand.!

“(Name) I’m g-gonna—“ Starting to lose control, desprete you chasing release he grasped his hands around hers. Forcing her hand around him tighter while he sloppily humped into her fiat.

“(Name), (Name), (Name)”. in a trance he moaned out her name grateful for the pleasure she granted him.

I’m going to cum! i’m going to cum! In (Name)’s hand!

He looked down at where her hand was squeezed against his cock. Burning the image in his head, before looking back at you. Everything felt so good for Ford, waves of pleasure were going through is body, along with her electric touch, breast’s pressed against his arm, hand caressing his face. She used her hand to push his face towards hers capturing his lips in a wet kiss. Between his labored breaths and groans he had a hard time kissing back, but Ford savored the feeling of her soft lips and tongue against his. Finally he came, loudly moaning against her mouth through the whole time. Bucking hips stuttered to a stop, and he lay limp. Ford had never came so hard in his life, even harder than the time he masturbated to the memory of seeing you bend down in front of him in a skirt. He lay relaxed for a moment until he looked down at where stringy white ropes dropped down her hand. The display of his cum leaking down made him shiver. He would remember that. Exhaustion hit him like a bus and he lay there catching his breath. He felt her wipe her hand on his trousers. After, (Name) continued to a comfortably stroke his cheek.

“Did you have fun? Did it feel really good ?” she cooed.

“yes.” he hoarsely whispered. his eyes carrying the look of devotion.

“thank you (name).”

(Name) smiled again, and moved closer to cradle his head lovingly. Playing with his curls. Ford felt his heart swell at the tender aftercare.

“‘m glad you enjoyed yourself Fordsy”.

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