Last day of BillDip week.
It's been fun doing this and I'm glad I was able to participate most days. Anyways, for the last day is an author's choice, I've decided to end this on some triangle Bill fluff because there's not enough of that here ever.
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Dipper smiled gently as his finger ran up one of Bill's sides. it was smooth to a point where Dipper couldn't quite tell what Bill was even made out of, having next to no texture. Besides the slight groove of bricks and the heat radiating out of him, the dream demon had no real feel to him so to speak.
However, that didn't mean Dipper didn't enjoy this- just sitting in his now gray room alone, a book propped up in front of him while the shrunken demon sat in his lap, single all-seeing eye closed as an odd, rumbling purr emitted from him.
Curling his other arm around his awkward form a bit tighter, Dipper slowly trailed his fingers down more, rubbing the point to his right, causing the demon to purr even louder, eyelid fluttering some. Dipper could see the pleasurable, golden glow inside that odd body of his and it caused his own heart to warm at the sight. Sighing, Dipper bent down to press his cheek against the opposite side he was rubbing, forgetting about the book and closing his eyes, letting the small noises Bill was making fill him up completely. He felt lighter than a feather in that moment, like he could just float away, higher and higher and higher, past the exosphere and all the way into outer space itself, past planets and into the infinite beyond.
Dipper shuddered as he felt Bill's fingers run through his hair. Like his body, they had no texture, only weight and heat to them. A small, pleased sigh slipped past his lips as the demon carefully rubbed his temples. A soothing feeling leaked through them and Dipper felt his body relax as natural stress and worry was chased away by the demon's touch.
The two simply sat there together, Dipper's fingers now running over Bill's front, tracing every groove and being careful of the bow tie while Bill moved his own fingers down to prod at his human's neck, massaging the already relaxed muscles and causing more beautiful sighs and moans to fall from the brunet's mouth.
"I love you." Dipper mumbled against his side, voice soft and light.
Bill didn't open his eye, but it still squinted up in the best expression of a smile the demon could make.
"And I love you."
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