Bottom Ford Week Wett's Fics Masterpost
Bundled all my Bottom Ford Week fics into one easy place for archiving and linking to my overall masterpost
big thank you to everyone who read and commented and such!! this week was a bit more nerve wracking for me as I wasn't really satisfied with how a lot of these turned out but everyone's kind words mean a lot to a sappy blanket like me <3
Clouded Judgement (Day 1: Teratophilia / Monster Fucking)
Summary: He manages to hold it together until the end of the tour. As he walks past the vending machine to coax his guests into the gift shop does he realize where the smell is coming from.
Tendrils seem to waft under the metal and curl wantonly around Stan’s arms, trying to pull him away, trying to seduce him into the darkness he swore to never return to.
The blasted smell is coming from the basement.
Word Count: 6,093 - Pre-Weirdmageddon, Monster Falls AU, Scent Kink, A/B/O Elements, Dubious Consent, Inhuman Genitals (Barbed Penis), Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Explicit
Obey (Day 3: Possession / BDSM)
Summary: His fingers squeeze together so hard his knuckles creak. Stan leans down, shaggy hair spilling over his shoulder and brushing teasingly against Ford’s cheek. His fingers card through the fistful of hair almost tenderly. Ford’s eyelids flutter with the urge to close them.
The curse keeps them wide open, faint tingles zapping straight into his frontal lobe. It makes him unbearably harder.
Stan whispers, voice deep, hungry, “You wanna come?”
Word Count: 3,759 - Obedience Curse, Dom/Sub Elements, Forced Submission, (slight) Pain Kink, (slight) Size Kink, Blowjob, Face Fucking, Come Swallowing, Hair Pulling, Rutting / Dry Humping, Foot Job, Sub Drop, (implied) Aftercare, Explicit
Subliminal Messages (Stop Thinking So Damn Hard) (Day 6: Sensory Deprivation)
Summary: Stan grins, all soft and satisfied, and Ford can’t look away. This is as much of a gift as the spa trip. Ford stares for as long as he dares, soaking in the joy and glimmering eyes of his brother.
“You know what, gimme those too.” Stan grabs Ford’s glasses and slides them off his face quickly. Ford makes a noise of protest as the glorious sight of his twin gets muddled by his bad vision. He can see enough to know that Stan popped his glass onto his own face, beaming with a bright grin.
“Really?”
“What, you gonna them wear in the tank?” Stan elbows him and nods towards the counter where his attendant is waiting for him to finish signing the paperwork with a bored expression.
Word Count: 5,414 - Modern AU, Fluff, Sensory Deprivation, Hallucinations, Sexual Fantasies, Blowjobs, Face-Fucking, Oral Sex, Ass Eating, Anal Sex, Overstimulation, Coming Untouched, Explicit
The Doctor is In (Day 8 - Roleplay)
Summary: Ford struggles to prop himself up on his elbows, desperate and dizzy in turn to comply with his doctor’s orders. Once he’s steady again Dr. Pinesfield glides his hand up to rest on Ford’s stomach under the gown. “Good. Thank you, Stanford.”
His reward other than the soft praise is Dr. Pinesfield working in another finger, slow and steady. The stretch burns but in a slowly sizzling building desire kind of way. Ford’s body pushing its limits and being forced to adapt has been something he wasn’t sure he’d ever feel again since returning home.
It’s a bit overwhelming how quickly his body gets with the program, pumping out unneeded adrenaline as if this is a life-or-death situation and not his doctor with a few fingers up his ass.
Word Count: 3,395 - Doctor Kink, Roleplay, Examinations, Trust Kink, Praise Kink, Prostate Exam, Inaccurate Medical Procedures, Anal Fingering, Prostate Milking, Prostate Orgasm, Coming Untouched, Explicit
