A.N. All right here's your second warning. Smut scene ahead, guys. NSFW. Don't read if you don't like 'em. Wait until tomorrow and Chapter 26 will be here and you won't be missing out on anything. except all the fun they're having. For those who are fine with it, read on and enjoy!

He Wants the D(emon)

Bill's hands traveled along Dipper's body, gentle and curious, and the human relaxed under him, enjoying it. Then Bill's fingernails dug into his thighs, hands squeezing his legs so that he separated them. He moaned softly as Bill's groin rubbed into his, and his mouth was soon covered by the other's. As they clumsily made out, Bill pressed his hips down harder, and Dipper gasped with need.

"Easy," Bill murmured as the other's body shuddered. He took hold of Dipper's cock, pulling it against his own and giving a firm stroke. When Dipper groaned in approval, he worked his hand over their lengths, pumping them together.

"G-God, Bill..." Dipper's voice flitted up in pitch, and he closed his eyes, trying to focus. But it was so difficult when the other was so close, touching him like that, and it just felt so good...

Bill chuckled and gave a low moan himself; this felt great. He hadn't realized he missed this feeling so much. And this wasn't even the best of it. His nimble fingers soon got both of them erected, and he let go, lying on top of the other and kissing him. Dipper growled, hips grinding up against Bill's stomach, desperately seeking more friction.

"Don't be such a tease," Dipper said, glaring at him.

"Well, pardon me for taking things slow. Do you want it hard and fast, then? Ya know, I believe that's what I promised you, actually. So fine. I'll stop 'teasing' you." Bill's hands were suddenly at his sides, gripping hard enough to bruise, nails drawing blood.

Dipper cried out, back arching, and then Bill bit into his neck again. He bit sharply, cutting the skin open and sucking as it bled, and Dipper felt his head go pleasantly foggy. He panted, tilting his head as the other suckled on his throat, shivering as hot breath wafted across the delicate skin.

Bill shifted, holding himself steady with an arm, returning the other to under Dipper's back. As his nails harshly raked down the human's spine, Dipper moaned in pleasure, clutching him closer. When Bill let go of his neck, only to move his lips under his chin and tug on some skin there, Dipper practically whimpered.

"Oh, that sounds wonderful," Bill sighed. He rolled his hips as he proceeded to cover Dipper's neck in bruises, and the human responded with such enthusiasm that Bill laughed, thoroughly enjoying himself. He lifted his head, coiling his tongue under Dipper's earlobe as he whispered, "Please, do keep rutting yourself against me... Put on a good show and you'll get what you want even quicker."

Dipper swallowed, feeling his arousal grow, stirring hot and heavy in his gut. He was so hard, he could feel it as Bill's movements pressed his dick down against him, and he could sense that the demon was just as affected. Oh, he wanted more... He moved his hips more desperately, and raised one of his hands to Bill's hair, grasping it and tugging. A moment later, he realized that was a turn-on for Bill. The demon almost seemed to snarl, body pushing roughly against his, and a small part of his ecstasy-addled mind noted the other's hardness being rubbed needfully into his.

"Kid, I want you bad," Bill panted, steadily grinding into him now. Dipper's legs wrapped around his waist as he did his best to move with him.

"Then take me," Dipper whispered.

"I can't just start... I need to prepare you. With..." Bill gestured vaguely, looking frustrated.

Dipper could barely think straight either from the lust clouding his mind, but he figured it out. "With lube?"

Bill sighed and nodded. "Can you...?" There was so much need in his voice, desire burning in his eyes, and Dipper's face flushed at the way he was being stared down. Still, it was incredible, being so wanted.

"Are those human instincts getting you, Bill?" he teased as he held up a hand, drawing on some magic. "I've never seen you like this."

"We experience emotions relating to the Deadly Sins more strongly than any other," Bill said, breathing heavily as he waited. "Our lust is overwhelming. As is our jealousy, pride, etcetera. But the lust..." He licked his lips. "It's especially powerful... Mix human hormones and physical pleasure in, and well... you get a very, very horny demon who needs a release so bad it hurts." Bill's voice lowered about an octave, sending a wave of heat and want through Dipper's body. "So how's about you summon some lube from a store or something so I can get to fucking ya, all right?"

Dipper choked and nodded, flexing his wrist. Thank goodness this kind of magic was second nature... A simple thought, and a bottle was dropping into his waiting hand. He gave it to Bill, and the demon immediately tore the wrapping off and popped it open. He poured it onto his fingers and sat back between Dipper's legs.

"Spread," he ordered.

Dipper blushed at the dominance of the other, but opened his legs, exhaling quietly as he watched his erection bob up slightly. Bill's fingers briefly slid over his tip, and he bit his lip at the spark of pleasure. Then Bill reached down further, his non-lubed hand cupping Dipper's balls and carefully rolling them in his palm.

"Fuck..." Dipper groaned, leaning back. That felt better than he expected, making warmth spread through his body, tingling in a way that reminded him of being tickled, but not quite. The pressure was almost painful, and he knew this was a sensitive area, but he was sure Bill wouldn't hurt him. A few soft caresses of Bill's thumb, and he was in heaven, vocalizing his approval. Who knew Bill could be so gentle? While he was distracted, a single finger suddenly pressed inside him. The intrusion made him jump, and he stared down at Bill. With a mischievous grin, the other pushed his finger in further. Between the lube and Dipper's relaxed muscles, it seemed to go in with little trouble.

Dipper started to tense instinctively, though. So Bill began working his finger in and out, loosening him and getting him accustomed to it. The human was soon relaxing again, just laying back with his eyes closed and thinking about how intimate this was. When Bill slid a second finger in, a whine bubbled up in Dipper's throat. Then they were moving, stretching him, and he involuntarily whimpered. Bill shuddered in response, aroused beyond reason by that. He thrust his fingers in further, pleased when the other's hips bucked against him.

"Hold on, Pine Tree, let me try something," he whispered, twisting his wrist slightly to change the angle of his fingers. He hooked them into a different spot, grinning as Dipper's entire body seemed to jolt, a loud moan tearing from his throat.

"A-ah, what... what are you...?" Dipper pushed himself up on an elbow, staring down at the demon between his legs. The blush on his face was starting to spread to his neck and shoulders, and wow... that was adorable.

Bill smiled at him. "That would be your prostate, Pine Tree. How did that feel?"

"It... it felt fucking awesome. Surprised me, but..." Dipper glanced down, then back up. "Do it again."

Bill withdrew his fingers slightly before pushing them back in, rubbing them into that sweet spot. Dipper called out and closed his eyes, one hand grabbing Bill's wrist to encourage him to do it again.

"Think you can handle one more finger?" Bill asked, still using that low voice that drove Dipper wild. It was getting difficult to remember exactly who this was... the host body sounded so different. But Bill's mannerisms were the same, his accent recognizable, and so far, Dipper was completely comfortable. This wasn't a stranger at all, and he reminded himself of that. He just enjoyed the voice, and the touches, and did his best to associate them with his demon partner. Registering the question, Dipper nodded eagerly, hands clutching the covers in preparation.

Bill's third finger wiggled in, and Dipper had to bite into his knuckles to keep his voice down. This almost hurt, but it felt so good, so raw, and he knew this would make it easier later on. He just had to keep relaxed. That was how it worked, right? Just stay relaxed...

The demon pushed his fingers in, moving them until Dipper's back arched and the human moved his hips against him, wanting more of the feeling, needing to feel as much of the other as possible.

"Okay, relax," Bill said, pulling his hand away when he felt the other's body tensing.

Dipper panted, reaching down to brush his fingers over his arousal, twitching at the attention. "Well, can you hurry up?"

Bill's mouth had gone dry at the sight of the human touching himself, but he shook his head and focused. "Hurry up? If you insist." He squirted more lube out and applied it to himself in a generous coat, sighing at the much-needed touches to himself, but this wouldn't be enough. Not now, not with his partner laid out so deliciously in front of him. Wiping the excess off uncaringly against the covers, Bill mounted Dipper, whose legs unhesitatingly moved apart for him.

"Any last pieces of advice?" Dipper asked with a chuckle, sliding his arms around Bill in preparation.

Bill hummed as he shifted, arms on either side of the other and leaning down so the human could press his face to his shoulder. "Hmm..." He kissed Dipper's temple, "Bite me."

Before Dipper could respond, he slammed into him, rough and all at once. Dipper cried out in pain, and as Bill's shoulder pressed against him, he sank his teeth into the skin.

"Told you," Bill groaned, shaking at the heat and pressure consuming him, the deep pleasure combining wonderfully with the pain of Dipper's teeth in his skin. He withdrew a bit, hearing a muffled whimper, and thrust back in. There was another delightful bolt of pain as Dipper clenched his jaw, but Bill felt some concern at just how tightly the other's arms were holding him.

"Doing okay?" Bill asked him, pausing for a moment.

Dipper exhaled through his nose and dislodged his teeth, working his jaw and wincing. "I'm ah... fine..." He was breathing hard. "This is... so weird..."

"Does it hurt?"

"K-kinda, but... it's not so bad. 'M getting used to it..." Dipper glanced down at where their bodies were joined, blushed, and looked back up at Bill's face. "I'm fine. Really."

"Oh, you're so flustered, it's like you're young again," Bill cooed, nuzzling him.

"I'm still young compared to you," Dipper scoffed.

"I know, but... you're so cute when you're unsure. Well, don't worry about a thing. I'll take good care of you."

Dipper might have had a witty retort, but then Bill's hips were rolling into his, and he was moving in and out of him, and oh... ohh, that was a wonderful friction... The human returned his face to the other's shoulder, kissing the spot where he had bitten him, feeling his back begin to arch and push his body up against the other's. His legs tightened around his waist of their own accord, and he used this new leverage to respond to every thrust. It took him a while to figure out Bill's rhythm, but then he got it, and the first truly synced movement of their bodies together was pure ecstasy.

As he grew more comfortable, Dipper began stroking Bill's hair, whispering lovingly into his ear, until the feeling got to be too much and he switched to moaning and pleading instead.

Bill was a bit clumsy at first, but he seemed to learn his new body fairly quickly, and was soon moving comfortably. It wasn't an explosion of sensation, wasn't fireworks lighting up a night sky, but... it was good. It was intimate in a way they've wanted to be for a long time. Not just mentally, but physically. And if they were a little awkward at times, that was fine... it just made it feel natural.

Dipper was giggling by the end, caught up in hormones, and as he felt his body twitch and convulse in very telling ways, he gathered up his strength to tell the other something very important. "Bill... I love you."

"Oh, I love you too, kid," Bill groaned back; he was pretty much right at his peak as well, and speaking was difficult to focus on.

Dipper beamed, opening his eyes to look at the other. "You mean it?"

Bill opened his too, meeting Dipper's eyes. Oh, the way the kid looked with his eyes half-lidded and irises blown with lust... he was memorizing that expression. "Of course I mean it," he assured him. "You're everything to me. No one else on this planet means what you mean to me."

"Is that Bill talking, or sappy human emotions?" Dipper chuckled.

"It's me. My emotions being naturally heightened during intimacy has nothing to do with it. Now shut up, close your eyes..." Bill drove into him particularly roughly, hitting that sweet spot directly, "And come for me."

Dipper couldn't help the keen that escaped him as he finished, vision whiting out for a moment as ecstasy and heat swept through him. Then it faded away as quickly as it came, leaving him a bit jittery but satisfied. He stared up at the ceiling, catching his breath, wincing a bit as Bill continued.

"Are you about done?" he asked, finding it hard to want to move any more with the other. He was really tired.

"Almost... maybe if you just..." Bill pushed his nose into the crook of Dipper's shoulder. "Grab my hair, kid. Do it. Just grab it and twist."

Dipper didn't hesitate, getting a handful of Bill's hair and yanking it back. The demon howled, nails sinking into Dipper's skin as he finally came. He leaned his head back and bowed his back, and as far as Dipper was concerned, he was the most beautiful thing on the planet.

The moment Bill came down from his high, Dipper was throwing his arms around him and leaning up to snuggle with him.

"Heh, all right, hold on... let me just..." With some effort, Bill pulled out of him. A few seconds later, Dipper had maneuvered him onto his back and sprawled on top of him, perfectly content.

"That was wonderful," he whispered to the demon, lightly petting his arm.

"Heh, thanks. I'm glad you enjoyed it."

"I loved it... you really know how to treat a person."

"Plenty of experience." Bill traced his fingers down Dipper's back, following the raised lines that his nails had left.

"This body of yours is... really incredible." Dipper looked him over, smiling. "It fits you well. Tall, handsome... Strong."

"You should thank yourself for picking it out," Bill pointed out. "And boy, what a good choice you made. While he was a smoker, Akil was surprising active. He stayed fit."

"Yeah, I noticed. You have abs."

Bill chuckled. "Of course you would notice that. But yes, he was physically fit. So this is a very healthy body... still, it's tired. How do you feel?"

"Oh, I'm exhausted," Dipper admitted, flopping his head down and closing his eyes.

"Yeah... I kinda got carried away. It's just been so long since I've done this... I wanted to enjoy it."

"I have no problem with it, really. I loved everything about it. You were in control, confident... moving in all the right ways... it was great."

Bill yawned, fighting his body as it insisted that it wanted to sleep. "I'm glad you had fun. And now I know your body... and I know mine. Next time will be even better."

"Next time," Dipper mused, hardly noticing as Bill shifted the two of them so he could get the covers over them. The moment the other stopped moving, though, he was curled up in his arms. "I look forward to that."

"Oh, I'm sure." Bill ran a hand down Dipper's back, smiling with content as he relaxed. "You're so worn out, Pine Tree... go to sleep."

"I'm trying but you won't shut up."

Bill reached up higher, grasping the back of Dipper's head. "Go to sleep," he said more firmly, using his magic this time.

"Fine, jerk," Dipper huffed, but he laughed afterward, before letting himself drift off, happy and warm in his partner's arms.

Once Bill was sure he was asleep, he laughed as well and got comfortable. "Have a nice rest, Pine Tree. You deserve it." Then he allowed his vessel to fall asleep, traveling into the Mindscape in the meantime. He certainly had a lot to reflect on.