Dipper ran his hands over his face, rubbing both of his eyes with the balls of his palms as he stretched out and sighed. He took his hands off of his face and stared blankly at the ceiling, his mind still fogged with sleep and unable to truly focus on anything. After a moment he sat up and immediately looked over to his sibling's side of the room, finding the bed to be empty and her pajamas tossed carelessly at the foot of her bed. Taking the assumption that the excitement set her alarm and the moment the sun rose she had darted out of bed to start the day. Today. The shared date of their birthday.
He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. It's not like he hated today, no, he just wasn't really one to see the excitement over it. It had ran its course by now and it was just any other day. Who cares? Dipper looked over to the desk next to his bed, immediately taking notice of the small handful of random trinkets that were placed there sometime overnight next to his phone. Sliding the electronic out of the way to see what exactly was given to him, the usual really; a button or two, random shards of glass, a crystal of some sort, a canine tooth he would assume came from some poor animal that was minding its own business. However this time there was something new, a skull of a hummingbird. Dipper stared at the weird assortment with an odd look before laughing a bit, leaning over the edge of the bed and grabbing an old box that used to hold something he long forgot. Now it was just used to store the weird things Bill would bring to him every now and again, Dipper had come to have quite the collection of random things that caught the demon's eye and would bring to him.
He set the box down where the trinkets were a second ago before getting dressed to spend the day with Mabel and everyone else, albeit not something he was too enthusiastic about. After getting dressed and about to leave his room he looked over his shoulder at the box for a moment, biting the inside of his cheek in thought at the unusual silence. Sighing loudly through his nose he left the room, leaving it open just a tad for the pig that had come to call the shack its home.
Dipper sat on the bench of the table they had set up outside, resting his chin in the palm of his hand as he sat alone with a bored expression on his face, tapping his finger on the top of the table as he bounced his leg out of habit. Staring at nothing his attention was brought out of his thoughts when he felt the ridiculous hat Mabel had told him (forced him really) to wear get pulled back and released. Defensively he brought his hands up to swat whomever it was away from doing it again, glaring over his shoulder when he saw who it was.
Pacifica stood tall, her normal seemingly pissed-off expression was toned down a bit with the faint smile on her face. Moving to sit next to the younger Pines twin she rested her elbows on the table, lacing her fingers together and cradling her chin on them, "Nice hat."
"Same to you, really compliments your outfit," Dipper retorted, the blonde female simply raised an eyebrow and shrugged.
"Initially if I were to wear it on any other day I would refuse, but today is about Mabel, and you," she turned to face him, "Speaking of you though, where's your chaotic half?"
"Chaotic...? Oh! Oh… Bill? I don't actually know…"
Dipper laughed a bit at the use of chaotic in place of 'better', Pacifica on the other hand didn't. She stayed silent for a moment as she studied the other with her blue eyes, "Bothering you?"
He looked over at her, his mouth in a firm line as he thought, shrugging as he spoke a bit and laughing it off, "No, not really, it just means I get some peace and quiet."
The blonde continued to stare at him, about to open her mouth to speak when she heard the familiar voice of Mabel call to both of them from across the yard, jumping and waving one of her arms high in the air to grab their attention, "Dipper! Paz! Come over here! I want pictures, pleeeaaase?"
Pacifica stood up off the bench, resting her hand on Dipper's tensed shoulder once she was balanced, "Stay in the moment, he's not here, but still have fun, come on."
She slid her hand off of him as she took long strides over to the other twin, Dipper stayed behind for a moment staring after her. He relaxed, watching her and Mabel speak for a moment before the sweater clad girl stood on her toes, despite nothing being in the way, and waving her hand to call him over. Dipper smiled a bit, yeah, the moment. He could still enjoy himself today, with or without the demon.
Dipper tugged off the ridiculous birthday hat he had been wearing the entire day, finally relieved that he could take it off without Mabel replacing it with another one. Speaking of his sister, after the long day with hanging around with friends Pacifica suggested she and her should spend time together. Leading Mabel to head over to the girl's place, and presumably spend the night. Which was nice in Dipper's mind, kicking off his shoes before falling face first onto the bed with a groan of frustration muffled into the mattress, finally some quiet after the overly-excited day.
Suddenly there was a weight on his back which caused him to sit up as best he could, he went to brush his hair out of his face but someone had beat him to it. Carefully fingers were thread through dark hair and brushing it back.
"Bill?" Dipper question, craning his head back to try and see if he was correct or not.
There was a hummed laugh followed by two clicks of a tongue, "You got it."
The mortal simply sat up more on his arms, forcing the other off of his back as he brought his legs up to resituate his position. Once he was facing the demon, kneeling and sitting awkwardly on his heels, he went to speak. Speak what exactly he wasn't sure, simply opening his mouth to say something but quickly closed it.
Bill stared at him for a moment, leaning his back against the wall as his legs were outstretched, "Happy Birthday."
Dipper hummed as his hair was ruffled a bit then brushed back again, "Yeah… Why didn't you come?"
"I'd assume it would be best if I didn't, Ford can't stand me hanging around for too long, granted the feeling is mutual towards him, but I figured it was best not to have him complain the entire time, or worse and try to point that toy of a gun on me."
The younger hadn't thought about that at all, usually Bill and Ford went out of their way to avoid each other that he had forgotten the first time they had clashed, not to mention the other few times they were cornered into having to spare passing moments in each other's presence.
Bill seemed to notice the disappointed lingering aura around Dipper, trailing his hand down to hold at his jaw and make the younger look at him, "But hey, we can always celebrate together, if you'd like. I've never quite understood these weird, human, ceremonies truthfully though."
"Heh, it's fine," Dipper leaned forward slightly as he smile a bit, "honestly Mabel is the one who makes it all way bigger than it needs to be. I'm fine with it being spent like any other day. But um, tell me about your day! You seem tired…"
"Aren't you modest," Bill made the comment, dropping his hand from the other's jaw with a sigh. Dipper watched as the blonde hit his head back against the wall, stopping his thoughts a bit before finally deciding to lay on his stomach. Slipping his arms underneath the demon's thighs and resting his head on top, curling his arms a bit. Bill looked down at him with a raised eyebrow, curious as to what exactly it was he was doing before resting his hand on the other's back, "You tell me about your day."
"You already know about my day, I asked you about yours."
The demon bared his teeth just a bit in a faint grimace, not being one to talk too much about what exactly it was he did, but he sighed and spoke about it anyway, "I will put it simple; certain demons don't quite understand their place. It's just, frustrating when you have some kid who doesn't know what they're doing try and come along and try to do your job."
Dipper hummed in response, paying attention but not adding his own thoughts on a matter he didn't quite understand, nor have any say in. Closing his eyes after watching the demon flip and wave one hand as he spoke, deciding to focus on the hand on his back and then way Bill's finger tips would run from his shoulder-blades to the middle of his back, "This isn't even the first time either, it keeps happening, and if someone can't keep track of their spirits I will take it upon myself that they stay out of my line of work."
"Sounds stressful," Dipper commented, listening to Bill sigh out of frustration and annoyance.
"Yeah, yeah it really is," the demon turned his attention back to the other in his lap, not realizing he had a scowl on his face till now and deciding to relax against the wall, "Enough of me, I wasn't there so tell me about your day."
"Don't you always watch though?" the brunette opened his eyes and looked up, smiling a bit.
"C'mon, humor me."
With a sighed laugh he went over random bits of his own day, "Mabel decided to smash the cake in Pacifica's face, the look on her face was just pure terror more than anger and we thought she was going to burst into tears but instead she started laughing. I have never seen Pacifica laugh that hard before, and I had no idea she could run that fast when she grabbed a fistful of the cake and chased Mabel with it. Stan was laughing pretty hard too. It was pretty, it was pretty fun I suppose."
At some point during his tale of the day Dipper had moved to lay on his back, head still against the demon's lap, "Sounds like it."
Dipper looked at the smile on Bill's face, biting the inside of his lip, "I saw the stuff you left."
"So I see, you put them away," the man watched as Dipper sat up, sitting on his knees for several moments in silence. He brought his hand up to the other's pale face, running his thumb over his cheek bone, "what's on your mind, kid?"
"I have," Dipper sighed loudly through his nose as he tried to find his words, "I'm not the first, right?"
"Hmm, explain."
"Like, you don't talk about it, but you've spoken about it before, and you've been with humans before, right?" Dipper balled his fists against his knees as he spoke, not sure whether to look at Bill or not and instead deciding to stare at the other's chest.
"Yes, humans, demons, et cetera, et cetera, whatever. Why do you bring it up?" Bill moved his hand to tip up the other's face more.
"Nothing really, it's just safe to assume," Dipper's voice trailed off a bit before returning again to an audible level, "And I was, you know it's my birthday and also we've been, well we've known each other for a while now, I've been thinking about it for some time and I know you know…"
He bit his lip as he looked up at the demon with wide eyes, Bill stared at him for a full ten seconds with a blank expression before his lips twitched upward into a smile that turned into an outright laugh. Dipper sunk back a bit, about to move before Bill dropped his hold on his face and wrapped it around his shoulders instead, pulling him close against the demon's side, "Oh man Pine Tree! You sure do know how to ramble, geez! No need to be nervous! No need to be shy either! You're absolutely right about knowing though, I wasn't going to say anything until you brought it up, stay on your terms and all, but honestly I was getting reeeaaal close to saying something, I mean come on I'm a dream demon, I know what you dream about."
Dipper relaxed, finding comfort in that obnoxious laugh somehow, a smile of both nervousness and relief crept onto his face as Bill held him close, "So, um, is, is that a yes or a no..?"
"I should be asking you that," the blonde moved his other arm to help pull the other into his lap as his smiled widely at him, "But it's a yes~. And since I'm being generous, and it's your birthday and all, I'll be nice enough and let you call the shots here."
"Oh, how kind of you," Dipper spoke in a sarcastic tone while his smile kept, resting his hands on the demon's shoulders.
"I know, I'm always so kind, but my kindness goes overlooked and it's so rude," he gave a proud smile as, twisting his wrist around as he did so in emphasis for his words.
"You truly are, and they say demons don't have hearts," Dipper smiled widely, laughing just a bit as Bill leaned in close, wrapping an arm around his lower back as he leaned him back.
"I have a heart, I have many. Deer, human, rodent, you name it, all in a chest under my bed," his voice was low, contras with the playful smile on his face.
Dipper swallowed a bit, not entirely sure if the demon was serious or if he was just morbidly joking around, chewing his tongue a bit before he jokingly replied, "Human chest, or animal?"
Bill's smile faltered a bit, his eyes still wide and his face still close to the other's, looking off to the side in thought for a moment before snickering and looking back at Dipper, "aww, Pine Tree! You made a joke~!"
Dipper nervously laughed as his lame play on words went noticed, allowing the other to take hold of his hand and lace their fingers together. Bill leaned in, pulling the other closer again as he placed a quick kiss to the flesh underneath the brunette's ear. Dipper pushed on the other's shoulders, pushing him back against the wall as he sat up straight again in the demon's lap.
Bill relaxed against the wall and brought his hands up to rest on Dipper's hips, allowing the younger to kneel up a bit and carefully place a kiss to his lips. It was more of a testing-the-waters sort of kiss, the inexperienced first kiss after a while to get a feel for it all again. With a harsh exhale through his nose Dipper deepened the kiss, moving his lips against the demon's and said demon doing the same. His smile bled into the kiss causing Dipper to open his eyes momentarily as if to roll them before closing them again.
Threading his fingers through the blonde hair and pulling his head back as best he could with the wall in the way, a cue for the demon to open his mouth for him. Once he did so Dipper wasted no time slipping his tongue into his mouth, tasting the familiar taste that could only be described as Cipher. Bill pulled him closer by his hips, running his hands over the fabric of his jeans as he swallowed the urge to be the dominant in the kiss like he usually was.
The younger pulled back, licking his lips as he did so and watched the demon's glowing gaze on him before he reached down to the hem of his shirt and tugging the article of clothing off. Bill arched an eyebrow at the enthusiastic action but kept his mouth closed, instead waiting for him to say something.
"Okay… You know, if you want, you can touch me," Dipper spoke the words carefully but still a bit shaky, not quite sure if Bill was actually going to make him spell out everything he wanted to do or not.
The demon hummed as he brought a hand to his mouth and tugged of the glove between his teeth, continuing to watch the other, "I told you, you call the shots. Tell me what you want and your wish is my command."
Dipper groaned a bit at the cheesy comment, Bill simply wink and laughed as he removed the other glove. He ran his now bare hands carefully up the human's stomach, enjoying the way his muscles twitched underneath his fingertips. Dipper sighed at the soothing touch and watched to see what the demon was doing and what would come next. Bill simply continued to run his hands up his torso, down his sides, twisting his warm hands up the other's back and raking his nails down just enough to get him arching into him.
Dipper opened his eyes, looking back down and taking note of how the demon's chin was flesh against his chest, "Okay, okay you can use your mouth too you know…"
"You said touch, you-"
"Just! Do whatever, if I don't like it I'll say something and you stop," the man in his lap cut him off, "Just, you're the experienced one, you should be holding my hand through this not the other way around."
Bill simply chuckled as he placed a simple kiss in the center of the other's pale chest, smiling against the flesh before nipping gently at it. Grabbing Dipper's hips he pushed him down a bit till he could reach his neck, placing sloppy kisses along his throat while he ran his hands up his sides. Dipper's head tilted to the side as his neck was nipped at, taking in a gasp when he felt the demon run his thumbs over his chest, over his nipples in a teasing curiosity to see what would happen. Smiling against the flesh of the human's jaw at the gasped reaction, deciding to suck and nip with each teasing roll of his thumbs. Dipper arched more into the other as he moved to pull him closer to his neck, quite enjoying the licks he received with the demon's warm tongue.
Dipper's soothing bliss was pulled to an abrupt turn when he gasped out loudly and pulled back with a shove at the demon's shoulders. His dark eyes were wide as he look down at his chest to see four long scratch marks risen on his skin. Bill smiled at him when he locked eyes, looking down again he brought his hand up to run over the scratches and trace them with his fingertips.
He sighed a bit when he brought his hands up to return the favor to see that Bill still had his clothes on. Debating on making the demon himself take them off or not for a moment he tugged at the bowtie around his neck, once, twice. He gave up on it which made Bill laugh as he untied it himself, slumping against the wall as he watched Dipper work at the buttons on his waistcoat. Smiling as he heard the audible frustrated growl of 'why do you even wear all this stuff' when the brunette fumbled to get a button undone. Once the first layer was off Dipper untucked the button up and began to unbutton from the bottom, Bill taking to unbuttoning the top in favor of helping him out. With the final button undone he brought his hands up to run over the demon's chest and shoulders, pushing the shirt off without another thought as Dipper smiled a bit when he dug his nails as best he could into the man's darkly tanned flesh and pull downward till pulling his hand away just above the demon's navel. Bill jumped a bit at the sudden ache of pain but quickly relaxed into it, smiling as he watched the other.
Dipper ran hands up the demon's torso, never really seeing him wearing any less than a button up of some sort. Completely focused on his upper body, Dipper knew that Bill had a relatively feminine figure if you could even call it any more than some high school nickname variant of a pole like figure. He just had come to assume Bill preferred to quite literally tower over everyone, intimidate them with height than any actual body mass. And while he had some muscle, it was obvious that he relied, or rather simply preferred to use magic instead of anything else in means of defense. The human looked up at the other before leaning forward to place a kiss against his collar bone, a gentle action in contrast to the moments before scratch marks he left. He did the same a few spaces over where it raised up more against the flesh, resting his hands on the man's shoulders as he carefully placed a trail of kisses against what felt like burning flesh.
Bill sighed quietly, the only reason Dipper noticed was since he was close enough to feel it. Feeling the demon place his hand gently on his back and run his fingertips up his spine Dipper paused before pushing the worry of inexperience aside and biting down into the junction of shoulder and neck, feeling the nails dig into his back slightly as the demon jumped and happily breathed an almost-laugh. The vibrations from the demon passing through his lips and causing his lips to twitch upwards into a smile as he dragged his mouth to a different spot and treated it to the same action, this time however lapping at the mark afterwards. With each kiss and bite he got more braver, more confident with what he was doing, leaving a trail of red splotched patches against the demon's skin at random.
Feeling Bill try and lean his neck into his kisses, unable to really see the way his golden eyes were lidded and a relaxed smile gracing his face. Bill decided to run his nails up Dipper's shoulder blades suddenly, the cease of nipping replace with a shaky breath before resuming at a lost rhythm he had going. The demon didn't have much of the upper hand in the angle the two were in, however a quick examination and he noticed that to have a more comfortable position the younger had moved himself back a bit in his lap. Shifting his leg and bringing his knee up between Dipper's legs just enough to get some sort of reaction, voluntary or not he didn't care. The sudden contact caused the younger's hips to twitch.
He stopped his biting and shifted a bit to look and see what exactly it was Bill was doing with his leg, his voice coming out as a whisper, "What are you doing?"
"Relax," Bill soothingly ran his hand flat against the nail marks on the other's back.
Dipper knelt still for a bit in thought before he asked another question, "Is anyone awake?"
"Lots of people are awake."
"You know what I mean smartass," the brunette snorted, bringing a hand up and brushing his hair out of his face, "Ford and Stan, they awake from what you can tell?"
"Ford has had that dumb metal plate trapping me out of his mind and thoughts for decades now, Stan on the other hand seems to be dozing, he's probably watching the television or something, I don't really care to find out the specifics," Bill answered the human, looking down at him as he was stared at, "Why?"
The was a sigh, Dipper wrapping his arms around the other's neck and leaned against him, his head against his shoulder, "If we're going to do this then it's best we stay as quiet as we can…"
It took a moment before the demon nodded in agreement, running his hands down Dipper's sides, "Still want to though?"
"Yes!" the reply was a bit enthusiastic, causing him to laugh a bit, "Yeah, I do… I got this far already, more than just kisses and lingering touches, I mean I haven't even seen you shirtless before now."
"You wanna see the rest of me~~ don't you~," Bill teased with a sing song voice that caused the younger to snort a bit.
"Alright shut up."
"Oh come on, admit it~," he brought his hands up to Dipper's face, squishing his cheeks together and forcing a pout, that didn't work too well seeing how the younger was laughing.
"You already know what I admit though," he spoke after pulling his face free from his grasp. Smiling a bit at the dorky childish smile the demon had.
"No fun," the demon pouted.
Dipper simply snickered, unwrapping his arms and repositioned himself leaving a couple inches between his chest and the other's. Sitting in his lap he leaned back on his arms, looking up at gold eyes giving him a bit of a curious look. The younger looked back down and gave an experimental roll of his hips against Bill's. The demon immediately sighed through his nose while he listed his hips upwards, though it wasn't much friction it was enough to have some sort of reaction.
"Keep doing that," Bill pulled at Dipper a bit as he leaned forward, latching onto his neck and skipping the short and sweet kisses to dragging his tongue along the flesh with the faint presence of angled teeth.
Dipper was more than happy to do as he was told, grinding his hips in short and progressively hard rotations. Enjoying the way fingertips would momentarily dig into his sides and the small rocking of the demon's hips when he ground downwards. The licking nips got rougher when Bill curiously bit down against his pulse, causing the human to involuntarily jerk his hips and gasp, tightening his grip on the demon's legs. Enjoying the reaction Bill continued to bite and soon sucking patches on his skin, enjoying every gasp and the braver hip movements.
He stopped his abuse on Dipper's neck when he started to hear soft spoken words mumbled from above him, speaking against flesh he spoke, "So, Pine Tree, you know what happens next, right?"
Dipper's mind seemed to work at a snail's pace, taking a minute before answering, "U-hm, yeah, yeah right right, yeah I do."
"You prepared too, right? For every aspect of the activity?"
"Heh, weird thing to call it, activity," the brunette whispered to himself, going to move his hips again only to have the demon grab them still.
Bill pulled back to stare at the man, "Dipper, are you listening?"
"Hmm? Yea! Yes, I am, what's your, what are saying?"
He rolled his eyes as he spoke bluntly to make thinking easier for Dipper, "Lube, grab it."
"Lu-…" he paused in realization, nervously laughing as he looked at the other, "I don't.. I don't have any."
"w-"
"Before you say anything I have a valid reason!" Dipper sat straight up, raising his hand up as he started thinking again, "It's a small town… And I don't even know where to get, and then Mabel is nosy and goes through the mail and it's just. It never truly crossed my mind anyway…"
"Prepared for monsters and mysteries and yet you're the least prepared for anything else when it comes to the normal," Bill sighed, running his hand through the brunette's hair and offered a comforting smile when he notice the look on his face, "But! We can still do this!"
"We can…?" Dipper questioned a bit, eyes narrowing in slight worry.
"Yup!" Bill waved his other hand as he smiled, "Albeit, it'll be a bit harder, and probably a bit more painful but we'll take it as slow as you need! And if you want at any time, we can stop."
Dipper stared at him for a moment, looking at his warm smile and bright eyes that seemed to relax him enough to nod his head in compliance. Bill took his own hand and brought it up to his mouth, slipping three fingers inside. Dipper took that as a cue to remove his jeans and boxers, tugging them completely off and kicking them off to the floor. Fidgeting a bit, feeling incredibly exposed he instead of resuming his position in the demon's lap instead knelt on the bed, his legs closed tightly and hands folded in his lap.
The demon took notice of this, lifting his hips off the bed for a moment and hooking his free hand underneath the hem as best he could with his belt on, humming to get Dipper's attention. Once he had his attention he nodded his head down, Dipper's heart jumped a bit when he noticed what the other wanted him to do. Crawling the distance he undid the metal clasp, biting the tip of his tongue when he'd brush his hands over the other's crotch and swallowing down the urge to apologize each and every time. With the belt off he curled his fingers underneath the hem of the slacks and tugged a bit to get the man to lift his hips up just long enough for Dipper harshly tug the slacks down to his knees. He was about to leave them just there when Bill kicked his legs a bit in some attempt to get them off completely, helping him out and tugging them completely off.
Dipper looked at Bill with wide eyes, "Can I…?"
"Why ask?" Bill question but didn't give enough time for Dipper to answer before he spoke around his fingers again, "Yes, you can."
The younger wasted no time after he got the green light, Bill lifting his hips with a laugh breathed through his nose as his own boxers were tugged down his legs. But Dipper didn't have time to admire what he wanted as a hand wrapped around his forearm pull him into the other's lap, his knees digging into the mattress on either side of the demon's legs.
Bill removed his saliva slick fingers, "Ready?"
Dipper simply nodded. Bill's hand moved from his forearm to his back, pushing downward against the small dip to get him to lift up his hips. He did, wrapping an arm around the man's neck, closing his eyes and holding his breath. He pushed his face into his neck when the first finger wriggled its way inside, an uncomfortable feeling that was dulled when Bill's hand on his back ran up and down his spine. A single digit working around and after a moment Dipper slide a hand down the demon's throat, manually tilting it a bit as he placed shaking kisses to the warm skin. Curling and uncurling his fingers in blonde hair, digging his nails faintly into his neck. It calmed his knotted chest to hear the man above him breathe heavier with each clawing, he himself breathing through parted lips after the second finger pushed inside, a slow scissoring motion working. Dipper's legs shook every now and again, being calmed with a soothing ghost-like trailing of nails on his back.
Bill's fingers stopped as he twitched, Dipper's hand moving over his stomach and gingerly run over his neglected length. The brunette thinking a step ahead over the lack of actual lubricant and having an idea. Bill seemed to catch on as he swallowed a whine when the other's thumb ran over the tip. Dipper's fingers were shaking, as were his legs, his face already flushed and the red hue spreading from his cheeks to his ears. Comfortable enough with the scissoring motion he listed his hips more and in turn buried his face more into the man's shoulders. Opening his mouth once or twice he bit down, his pallor darkening when he felt Bill twitch in his hand at the sudden action, deciding to continue to nip and bite while he slowly moved his hand in rhythm to the soon to be three fingers.
After some time with the slow pace Dipper had three of the demon's fingers stretching him out, though his own hand had stopped actually moving on his cock it did jerk every now and again subconsciously. The biting had melted into sloppy kisses that turned into even sloppier licks between breathes against Bill's neck and leaving an uncomfortable wetness that neither seemed to truly mind. Dipper moved his hand from the demon's prick to hold onto his shoulders, pushing himself back as he licked his lips. Bill ceased his actions and looked at the human's flushed face. The man arched his hips back more against the other's hand as the fingers stopped, balling up his fists before composing himself again.
"La-y, lay down," Dipper instructed quietly, and Bill did as he was told without a word, removing his fingers completely before the other moved off of him, but once he was on his back his hips were straddled once again.
The blonde looked up at the other, an unspoken question held in the other's dark eyes as he bit his bottom lip. Bill moved his hand to rest on the other's hip to help guide him downward, his other hand guiding his own length, Dipper settled on resting his hands shakily on his chest as he was guided. Bill's other hand came to dig into the other side of the younger's hips, clawing down the urge to just force his hips completely down and forcing him to take it, quite literally as his nails dug deeply into the flesh.
"O-oh God," Dipper whispered under his breath, his hips twitching every now and again as the seconds ached by painfully slow, his eyes focused on the other's stomach.
Finally, after what felt like hours he sat with the demon's cock completely inside of him. Bill's grip didn't light up however, "Doing, doing alright?"
"Y-yeah, yeah I'm fine, just," the younger swallowed, "It didn't seem like it'd, it didn't seem like much, but now that I'm actually…"
The man underneath him laughed a bit at his words, "Well, just take your time alright?"
Dipper looked at him through his lashes, balling his fists up and taking deep breaths for a minute or three. He sat up straight, his breath hitching slightly as he did so, sitting more on the demon's lap. He trailed his hands down the man's torso, feeling him breathe beneath his fingertips, then he moved them to where the demon's nails were digging into his hips. Not moving them in anyway but running his fingers over tense and locked ones, sighing through parted lips. After taking a moment to take notice of just how hard his hips were being gripped he leaned back slightly, supporting his weight on one hand as the other came up to his stomach. His fingers splayed out as he ran them down his stomach, biting his lip when he ran his fingertips over his lower abdomen. Shifting his hips a bit he whined quietly, Bill snorting a bit and bringing his attention back to the demon.
"Not, that I'm not enjoying, whatever it is your doing," Bill shifted his hips just enough to make his point, "But could you please, just move Dipper."
The human stared at the pleading look on Bill's face, the faint hue of red that crept onto his features as he sighed heavily looking up at Dipper. The brunette leaned forwards again and braced himself with his hands flat against Bill's chest, experimentally shifting his hips and grinding against his lap and gasping a bit when he could actually feel the other twitch inside of him slightly. Bill tugged on his hips, bucking upwards subconsciously and causing the other to moan under his breath.
"I just, just need you to move, alright?" Bill spoke up, "Just, anything, anything at all but please, for the love of Gods don't just sit there!"
Dipper stared at the demon underneath him for a moment, he was about to say something but instead all that came from his mouth was a moan. So instead of talking he lifted his hips before grinding them downwards in a short thrust. Sliding his hands down to rest more on the other's stomach for leverage he repeated the action, this time lifting himself upwards more. He repeated this as best he could, whining or mewling every time he was back in the demon's lap. Bill decided to not only pull the other's hips down against his but started to help lift him as well, pulling him down harsher against his upward thrusts.
"O-Ooh good God," Dipper could stop himself from whispering out before biting and chewing on his lip, sitting up and moving his hands to grip at Bill's wrists as the demon tugged him down, his own legs ached but he was too absorbed in the heat curling up his spin and pooling in his lower stomach to truly care at the moment. His jaw going slack as Bill's nails slipped a bit, dragging downwards leaving harsh red marks in their wake, "BI-ill, Bill pleaseplease~."
"Pl-ease what?" the demon questioned with a wry toothy smile, thrusting upwards as best he could, harder than previous times as he yanked Dipper's hips down to meet his own.
Dipper's hand quickly slapped over his mouth, a loud high pitched moan slipping when Bill did that. He stared wide eyed at the demon, his smile looked as if he were about to laugh. His surprised look faded into a glare at him, the demon rolled his eyes, "Oh come on, it was all in good fu-nn…"
His voice was choked a bit when he felt Dipper tighten around him, experimenting and also for some sort of revenge, the demon snarled a bit as he watched the brunette remove his hand from his mouth and place it back against his wrists, a smile on his face in some sort of triumph, "Careful Pine Tree, you see… I don't care who hears us, in fact I could have you bent over screaming my name till that pretty little voice of yours gives out in front of everyone and not give another thought about it. Do you really wanna try me?"
Dipper simply huffed with his cocky smile gone, instead of replying he instead closed his eyes and rocked his hips against the demon's. Chewing on his tongue and making sure, well trying to at least, not to allow himself to get too loud. Returning how it was moments prior, muffled whines escaping from the back of his throat with each and every movement. He lost his balance a bit and caught himself with his arms outstretched against Bill's chest, the warm feeling becoming more and more of a hot than more as his grinding got sloppier against the other's. His eyes widened as he quickly clasped a hand over his mouth in precaution, a sharp gasp as he felt his stomach tighten, moaning muffled incoherent broken words as he came on the demon's stomach under him.
Bill felt the younger tremble against his fingertips as his hips jerked at a sloppy and uneven manner, "Bear with me, okay?"
Dipper's mind didn't quite register the words that were spoken the exact moment they were. He felt his hips get pulled upward, his nails digging into the demon's flesh as he gasped against his hand. The overstimulation hitting him harder than he expected as he bore with the sensitivity that was already bordering on painful. He turned his attention to Bill when he heard a sharp high pitched inhale, taking note of how the demon's head was tipped back and watching the way his Adam's apple bobbed with every quiet gasp and whine. Dipper noticed the uneven tugs on his hips and the upwards grinding, sitting up more he carefully rocked his hips despite the oversensitivity and biting his cheek.
"Di-ipper, ffuck," Bill drawled out his moan, hopelessly clawing at the hips of the man on top of him.
"Come on," Dipper whispered without thinking much of it, but it caught the other's attention, "come on come on come on, just a little bit more…"
With one harsher thrust upwards and tug of Dipper's hips against his Bill came, nails trembling against the bruises he had left as his voice came out as nothing more than a whimper while his hips twitched. His breath shaking as he rode his high, Dipper allowing him to leave his fingertips digging into his hip bones as he did so. Carefully the man lifted himself up on shaking arms, sighing a bit as the demon's prick slid out of him, feeling a mixture of exhaustion, bliss and disgust at how dirty he felt after it all. Instead of getting up though, he laid on his stomach between the wall and the demon for a moment before fumbling with one of the blankets shoved between the wall and mattress to pull over himself.