I don't own gravity falls our lord and savior Alex hirsch is the true ruler. I AM SO Mad. Whys did i make this 'T'.. im in the mood for some rough stuff BUT i am forced to turn it down.. Meh :( The Mabill in this one will be strong, just a few 'nice' (for me) night mares and a sprinkle of plot. Warning, mildly sexual content of thirteen year old girl and infinity aged Human!Bill, if you can not stomach it, DON'T READ SKIP THIS CHAPTER)

When the pines family finally returned back to the shack it was well past midnight, since space was now tight Mabel had went ahead and admitted that she would rather the couch for tonight, she was willing to take the couch for a full month actually- until Ford got himself a bed so he could move into his old writing room.

Dipper had hugged his sibling as tightly as possible, telling her he was glad she was back but,"Sorry Mabel but I'm going to bed."

Giving him a tight squeeze she returned the hug, picking his noodle like body well off the ground, grunkle Ford had followed, ruffling her hair in a affectionate manner, she didn't expect him to much more than that though.

"Err.. are you sure you're alright sleeping down here sweetie? My beds still on the table,"Stanley offered one last time pressing a kiss to her forehead. Shrugging out of his embrace to get the spare blankets she smiled widely at him.

"No thanks Grunkle Stan! Besides your room smells like old people." She replied casually watching as he flicked off the lights.

"That's 'cause I am old your rugrat. Don't you have pity for your poor old Grunkle?" He asked in mock offense, placing his hand over his heart. Silence reigned supreme for a few minutes before both pines doubled over in laughter.

"Goodnight! Love you grunkle stan!" She screamed at the elderly man, collapsing face first on the mountain of fluff.

"Heh.. G'night mabel."

She huffed out a breath, the air around her was frigid and cold, sitting up in confusion she looked around, gone were her comfy pile of warm blankets, the dim room of the mystery shack had disappeared and in its wake a white space stretched for miles.

"Bill?! Come out! I know you're doing this!" Mabel stood firm, her eyes darting to look around for any sign of the dorito looking demon.

"Yes~? Oh! I feel so honored, you called for me all on your own?" His voice invaded her ears, Bill's' voice, the obnoxious thing it was vibrated through the room, the sheer volume sending shivers down her spine.

"I'd like to actually sleep tonight, thank you." Growling she snapped her head around, small tugs on her hair became apparent, slight touches on her arms, and she swore if bill had a tongue he just licked her.

"Why sleep when we could have some fun? We're Bff's remember?" She still couldn't see him, she imagined he'd be pouting though,"Are you sure about that princess?" His voice directly invaded her brain, and for a second she had forgotten he could probably read every single one of her thoughts, if he wanted.

"But if you wanna see me so badly.. It'll make our game so much more interesting star." Mabel wondered why he called her the things he did, he seemed to have a never ending supply of nicknames to tease her with.

The chill in the void pressed tightly onto her back, before she could utter a word two strong arms wrapped around her chest, forcing her against a freezing body. A sharp chin rested on her head, the hold he had on her tightened by the second, and she felt as if she was going to burst, if he wouldn't let her go.

But she wondered if this was even bill? Bill a dream demon. A triangle. One eyed freak that possibly started the Illuminati, was not human. So that left the question who the ever loving glittercorn was behind her?!

"Don't ask questions you know the answers to, it's redundant."He replied, almost casually, as if touching an old friend a gloved hand trailed onto her neck, and suddenly- she was released, she now dangled uselessly in his hand, her body had turned though, leaving her wide eyed at her 'friend.'

A handsome man stood in place of the triangle, golden hair flowed freely around his head and touched his shoulders, he was built on lean muscle and tanned slightly, and if she wasn't in her right mind she would drooled, it was unfortunately Bill, undeniably so. Over his right eye was what appeared to be a cattle mark in the shape of- she guessed it a pyramid. Bill wore a completely golden suit top, black under shirt and plants, weirdly enough he was missing his left glove revealing black painted fingernails.

Mabel snapped out of her observations when he leaned close, his thin lips pressed against her ear,"Then again, you were never the smart one." Her body shivered involuntarily as heat pooled in her stomach, his soft whisper completely paralysing her body.

"Bill! I don't.. I can't.. Please let me go?" She barely managed to croak out of her dry throat, her lips left like they were working against her, she could barely get her body to work with her, it's like she was completely drained of energy. Mabel left heavy as if steel had ran through her veins, licking at her dry lips she managed to stare into his endless black eyes.

"We made a deal, star. You're mine until I let you go. And I never give up what's Mine." He cooed his free hand come up to join the second, Bills hold on her throat increased, she couldn't breathe and the blood setting for thumping heavily in her ears. Trying to blink back away the spots that cluttered her eyes she was only vaguely aware that his fingers now tugged on her newly bought sweater collar, gasping she tried to pull away, red heating up her face as he ripped it down far enough to bare her chest.

Looking down in embarrassment she mewled when she caught him nuzzling the area right over her heart. Only did the red in her face die down when she saw exactly what he was paying so much attention too.

Tattooed under her collarbone was an image of Bill himself. If it wasn't for the fact he was crushing her windpipe she would have screamed. The man holding her laughed, planting kisses on her skin,"The one thing I like about you flesh bags, the sound of your hearts are hypnotic! Of Course I rather them in my hands when I hear them."

The fingers that once dug into her throat were gone, instead they were now tangled within her hair, his other arm around her back to crush her against his chest once again. With her body as unresponsive as it was she was left panting like a fish out of water as she slumped helplessly against his torso, the female pines found herself burying her head into the crook of his neck, he smelled nice, like fire embers and ironically pine wood.

Unlike her, Bill didn't have a heart beat for her to focus on, instead there was an awful ticking of a clock, she heard it echo deep into her mind penetrating her thoughts until her brain felt like mush. At her own neck, she could still feel his heated breath against her throat, melting into his hold she sighed against her will as his eerily long tongue lapped at her sensitive skin.

He continued on in his actions, nipping at her skin and occasionally biting down. Releasing his hand from her hair his thumb lightly glided across her bottom lip,"So soft, makes me wonder how far I can go until I break you." Instead of reeling in disgust as she should have she only found herself captured at the meaning of the words.

Looking down into the eyes of the sedated girl before him he moved close enough to hear her rapidly beating heart, feel her breath huffing onto his cold lips, and he especially adored her ridiculously long, silky hair falling around them shielding them from the brightness of the dreamscape.

Pressing his cold lips to her warm ones he couldn't help but take it a bit farther, parting her soft lips with his tongue he nudged at hers, feeling it willingly fight against his own. Her hands balled into his shirt as her jerked away, allowing her to catch her breath, saliva dribbling down her chin, her still child like face was flushed a beautiful crimson adding to her alluring charm. He wanted to do so much more, but it wasn't time yet, the pieces still needed to advance before he could conquer them.

He would let her go, for now. As her body slowly faded from his realm he couldn't help the sinister smile that etched into his cheeks. Closing his eyes he laughed at the ticking clocks that insisted on torturing him.

"Almost time star."

P.s. I might be looking for a beta. Just maybe :p so if your interested? At the moment its just myself and a few friends of mine.