Dipper sat in the window of the attic, his knees brought up enough to cradle the new journal, one he was working on all on his own. His back up against Bill's chest, the demon sitting behind him with the mortal man between his legs. Bill himself was bored and had taken to playing with his own phone. Flipping between apps and games, going to random webpages on the internet before his finger accidentally hit the camera button and the entire screen switched over. Instead of exiting it entirely he tapped the little icon of the human silhouette.
"Pine Tree! Take a picture with me," Bill happily interrupted the silence, wrapping his arms over and around Dipper as he held his phone out in front of them, resting his chin on the man's shoulder.
"We always take pictures together," Dipper answered him but gave a purposely awkward straight line smile as the camera flashed.
"Oh come on," the demon pouted as he smiled again, "Be serious, give us a smile~!"
This time Dipper gave a weird look, crossing his eyes and sticking his tongue out to the side as he raise his lip, the camera flashing just as Bill went to roll his eyes, "Dipper… Come on, I love your smile… For me?"
He hummed an alright and smiled as best he could, watching the white numbers in the corner of the screen count down and turn his head, bringing a hand up to hold at Bill's jaw as he gave him a happy kiss with a smile. Bill's eyes widening as he stopped smiling in surprise. Blinking a few times at the ghost of the flash before pulling back, leaning against the short wall as he slumped back against it. Smiling widely to himself as he looked over the three pictures. Dipper went back to writing in his journal, the sound of pen scribbling against paper was the only sound in the attic now. Bill kept swiping back in his camera roll, looking over the pictures he had taken. Candid shots of Dipper doing something, whether watching tv, sleeping, or even working. A few blurry ones of the wall or his shoes he hadn't even realized he took. Really just pictures of anything and everything he wanted to take pictures of, he did enjoy doing so. He enjoyed capturing moments and memories and always adored photography when humans had finally invented it in this dimension. Painting was fun but took far too long for his liking.
Some of the pictures he had saved were sent to him, from Mabel, Dipper, and even some from Pacifica. Mabel usually sent him funny dorky pictures she found. Surprisingly enough, Pacifica would send him pictures of weird clothes she would find, some even the dapper fancy style he enjoyed. Dipper would send him, well a multitude of things, ranging from trinkets he'd find, what he was doing, entrees from his journal, views of the sky or the forest, and then some bordering the inappropriate. Then of course you had the ones that went over the border of softcore, things you'd probably find in some sort of mediocre porn flick. He smiled even more as he worried his bottom lip, hooking his legs loosely around Dipper as he could. He didn't seem to notice and continued to write away. Bill rubbed the side of his phone in thought, staring at the back of the brunette's head before back down to the phone screen. Flickering through the photos to find more of the pictures Dipper had taken of himself, just a few were taken by Bill, Dipper's wide eyed look of embarrassment as he was on his knees staring at the phone camera, worrying more if he was actually looking appealing more than angry at getting photographed at all in the situation.
Bill smiled as he clicked on the small 'share' icon below a photo, clicking the send through message option and finding Dipper's name, followed by a heart (he had seen Dipper do that with his name in his own phone) and sending him it. He ducked coyly into the corner of window and wall as he waited to hear the other's phone go off. When it did he watched as Dipper blindly grab his phone and unlock it, looking over to the screen and seeing the 'new media message' and opening it.
Quickly once he saw it he looked over his shoulder wide eyed with a faint blush of embarrassment, "Bill what the hell!"
"What? It's one of my favorite ones you sent me…"
"I- what? Why do you even have this saved, I don't even remember taking it," Dipper looked over the photo, it was obviously taken by himself in the mirror, looking at the background to see his old room back in California.
"Why wouldn't I save it? Don't you save the ones I send you?" Bill leaned forwards enough to peer at his human's face, watching how he was blushing out of embarrassment, holding his phone defensively close.
"J-just, shut up, knock it off, I'm trying to write."
Bill simply hummed and leaned back against the wall, a mischievous smile on his face as he went back to flipping through his phone to find more pictures. Dipper tucked his phone between his buttoned flannel and his t-shirt incase Bill tried to take it, hunching up more as he buried his nose in the writing he was working on. His mind phasing in and out of the current topic on the pages to what Bill had sent him, trying to remember exactly what he had sent him if he did save every last one of them. Trying to ignore the embarrassed feeling washing over him. They never really talked about what they'd send each other, so why the hell was Bill bringing it up now? The feeling of his phone buzzing again brought him out of his thoughts, reaching for it and unlocking the screen. Another media message.
His face was a deep red as he clicked the phone locked again, gripping his phone tightly as he looked once again over his shoulder, "Bill Cipher! What is your deal today!?"
The man simply hummed and shrugged, a smile on his face as he looked over the photo he had just sent to Dipper, a simple money shot of the human on the screen, "I don't know, maybe I'm just bored."
"Well go entertain yourself then!"
"I am entertaining myself," Bill spoke matter of fact, flickering his golden gaze up at his human.
Dipper's voice didn't form words for a moment, odd sounds of annoyance, "Stop sending me those damn pictures! You're gonna accidentally send them to someone else, and I do not need anyone seeing them…"
"Aww, you're so worried about how others perceive you, it's adorable," Bill dropped his phone to the floor without a care at all, leaning forwards to wrap his arms around his human.
"Well someone has to, you obviously have no care over what people think of you," he scrunched up his face a little when the other placed a kiss to his cheek.
"Not true," Bill licked up his jawline up to his ear, "I care about what you think of me."
"Yo-you're unbelievable…" Dipper tried to sound more annoyed than what he was actually feeling, knowing far too well what the demon was playing at. The kisses and licks, soft breathing against his skin.
"I know I am, out of this world," his voice was low and chuckled, tightening his arms around his human to pull him close.
Dipper squirmed a bit, worried about his journal before one of Bill's hands moved to grab it, closing it with a loud slapping of pages and carefully setting it out of the way. Dipper sighed and held at the man's wrists, "Don't, flatter yourself…"
"You know I will though."
After those words were spoken they stopped talking for a while. Dipper debating on what he should do while Bill continued to tighten his arms around him as he squirmed. Placing kisses along the side of his face, up his jawline and flicking his long tongue to trace his ear. Blowing soft bursts of air on the saliva covered area that sent shivers down his human's spine. Dipper had let go of the other's arm and reached around as best he could, bringing his hand up to tug at blonde hair, he didn't yank him back though. Instead he held him in place, his own eyes screwed shut as he could feel the deep chuckle rip through the man's chest against his back.
"Bill, Mabel and her friends are directly bel-ow us," Dipper spoke softly. Bill simply leaned forwards, pushing Dipper forwards as well, his arms dropping a bit to hold his hips back close to his, awkwardly rolling his hips forwards, "-Bill are you serious…?"
All he got was a loud hum in his ear followed by a kiss, "Not, not in front of the window… Please."
Bill pulled back, unlatching his arms from his human's frame and smiling widely. Dipper took a deep breath ready to look over his shoulder once again, but before he was able to he was rolled off the ledge. The loud thud of him hitting the ground was muted when the open latch of the floor door was dropped down to be closed. Dipper was just on his elbows before he felt the weight of the other slide on top of him, Bill smiling widely to himself.
"Bill what the hell," He rolled onto his back underneath his demon. He was about to scold in more depth before he felt a warm hand cup his face and equally warm lips pressed against his.
He clenched his fists tightly before stretching his fingers out, relaxing completely into the hard wooden floor as he titled his head to the side, sighing through his nose into the kiss. Bill dropped his hold of his human's jaw to help guide his legs. Dipper wrapping them around the man's legs as best he could, whining into the kiss when he felt the man above him grind their hips together. With a particularly pleasant roll of their hips he broke away from the kiss, tipping his head back with his eyes squeezed tightly shut. Bill didn't mind and took the beautifully presentation of his human's neck with kisses and nips, softly marking him and keeping in mind not to leave anything too noticeable.
When he felt the man above him tug harshly to get the damnable buttons to open on his shirt Dipper pushed his hands away, "Do-nt, don't ruin my shirt, I'll get it…"
Bill huffed against the man's pulse and instead let go of the fabric, sliding his hands down his fame before reaching his jeans. He tugged on them hard as he pulled back to sit on his heels, pulling them completely off followed by the other's boxers. Dipper fumbled with the buttons of his red plaid, pulling his legs closed only to have them manually wrapped back around the demon's hips. Sighing an 'enthusiastic?' directed towards Bill when he leaned back to bite at his neck, rolling his hips now with skin-on-denim friction that caused Dipper to hiss through his teeth. Once the final button was free Bill pushed up his t-shirt till his stomach was exposed. Pulling away from his neck and crawling back lower to give the same treatment just to his torso. Dipper arching up into the teeth threatening to break his skin made it easy for the demonic man to slip his hands between the floor and his back, raking his nails into the flesh and pulling around to his sides, running his hands soothingly up his human's frame as he tongued his navel in such a slow and teasing manner it had Dipper whining from the back of his throat.
Suddenly Dipper's head flipped up in worried realization, "Sh-shit Bill, how are we, it's in my room and-"
"Relax, we did it not too long ago," Bill pulled back and licked his lips, moving back up to kiss his human's chin and roll his hips against his once more in a slow manner, "We'll just take it a bit slow."
His eyes were wide as he slowly nodded, swallowing as he watched his demon suck on his own fingers. He sat back on his heels again as he did so, bringing his free hand to soothingly rub over his human's hip and down his thigh. Dipper shifted his hips a bit in the man's lap, teasingly trailing his fingertips from his lower abdomen all the way up over his stomach and chest, watching as Bill watched his actions with narrowed eyes. Bill slapped the other's thigh and pulled his make-shifted slick fingers from his mouth, giving him the order to flip over. Once he did Bill leaned over his form to place kisses against the hollow of his neck, slowly pushing the first finger inside of him. Dipper squeezed his eyes shut again, focusing on both his breathing and the soothing actions of the man behind him, feeling his breath fan across the back of his neck and the gentle kisses along his spine. He soon relaxed and Bill worked his finger as carefully as he could, asking and making sure before adding the second, repeating the action till he worked three fingers inside of his human.
"Are you okay? You ready?" Bill whispered his question into the other's ear, receiving a swallow and a nod of reassurance.
Kissing him quickly he sat back and removed his fingers, pulling down his own jeans and undergarments halfway down his thighs before spitting on the palm of his hand. Pumping his hand along his shaft a few times with heavy sighs, Dipper simply folded his arms underneath himself and buried his face in his elbows in wait. Despite going slow and receiving soothing circles traced over his hips it still hurt more than usually, though not entirely unbearable. His nails dug into the flesh of his arms as he bit back a whine. Once he got more comfortable, or rather used to the feeling of it all he experimentally rolled his hips back against Bill's, looking over his shoulder with lidded eyes and a flushed face. Taking the action that he could move now he slowly did, taking it far slower than normal, and in a way Dipper was thankful for that. Bill's grip on his hips tightened considerably once he was comfortable enough to start pushing his hips back to meet the other's each time, wishing he could swallow his own tongue to prevent himself from whining too loudly every time his sweet spot was just barely brushed against, pushing back harder each time in hopes that he'd get the idea.
And he did, changing his angle as he continued to push his hips forwards, hearing Dipper muffle his whining in his arms made him want something. Dipper wasn't sure when Bill had even grabbed it, but next thing he knew Bill was leaning over him again and smiling ear to ear, whispering for him to smile in his ear. His eyes were wide but he didn't smile at the phone camera.
Bill simply laughed lowly, whispering in his ear as he continued to roll his hips in a short manner, "Come on, come on give me a smile, please. I wanna see you smile, just once and you don't need to again. Your smile is so pretty, I love it so much. Please, Dipper, for me?"
HE squeezed his eyes shut tightly for a moment and swallowed, opening his eyes again he stared over at the camera, giving a coy smile that made Bill smile widely himself, the camera flashing brightly before Bill dropped it to pull himself back up, thrusting harder into his human. It was minutes feeling like eternities, Dipper tightly clasping his hand over his mouth as his eyes screwed shut, his knees were aching against the floor but he couldn't be bothered to care at all as his orgasm hit him hard, cumming onto the floor with a muffled moan into his hand. Bill had leaned over him again, slipping a hand to pull up Dipper's head and kiss him feverishly, the kiss was sloppy without any direction at all, the demon's rhythm faltering as he came himself with a muffle whine into the kiss. Dropping his hand from the other as he pulled back up straight on his knees, licking his lips.
Once Dipper had his pants back on, Bill sitting back in front of the window patting his pockets and looking over the floor, "Where's my phone?"
Dipper had his hands behind his back, chewing the inside of his lip as he hummed in thought, an almost embarrassed hue to his face before he handed over the other's phone, "Here… I'm going downstairs to see if they're still here…"
Bill watched his human move as quickly as he could down the floor door. His eyes flickering down to his phone and unlocking it, sighing a bit as he expected to have photos deleted rather than finding one he didn't take. Widening his eyes in surprise when he saw the one he took followed by on with Dipper with his mouth against his elbows, his pupils blown with lust staring at the camera in nervousness, hair a mess, and his back arched with his hips raised up being held tightly by Bill's hands. Turning the screen off he smiled widely to himself as he stared over at the attic door.