[WARNING - explicit but consent sex scene in this chapter]
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It's been weeks since the deal he made with the demon.
And Dipper would be lying if he said he regretted it.
He didn't regret even one thing about it.
If anything, he felt so much better.
So alive.
As if he had been dead for the past 8 years and now his heart was beating and feeling things again, pain and fear mostly, but he felt something. The thought almost made him cry, because he was so glad. He didn't know why he had been feeling dead for so long, why he can hardly even remember what he's done these past years other than studying and having the same kind of conversations with Mabel a million times.
Everything was different now.
Even Mabel had noticed it.
"You're in such a good mood lately, bro-bro, did something happen?", she had asked, and then she had proceeded to yell on and on about how dipper must be crushing on someone. Dipper laughed a little. She wasn't entirely wrong. He was always there now, not just in his dreams. He followed him through the day, talked to him sometimes. And Dipper didn't mind. No, not at all. He enjoyed Bill's company. And Bill himself seemed to get more and more attached to him, too.
After the first few times of Bill completely wrecking him in his dreams, making him wake up all sweaty and shaking, the demon simply disappeared without a word.
Until Dipper made Bill realize that the deal could've been read as only needing to fulfil his wishes once.
Dipper smiled.
He had caught Bill Cipher off guard.
That way he made the demon admit that it wasn't just what Dipper wanted, it was what Bill wanted, too. And that was when they started spending more time together, even outside of the dreams. The demon couldn't do anything else, he was still pretty much erased from this world except for Dippers mind. And being that bored, of course he would stay around. Bill was able to talk to him through his mind thanks to the deal they made. Sometimes Dipper could see him right next to him like some kind of ghost, and he wasn't sure if it was just his imagination or if he was really there and Dipper was just the only one able to see him.
This night he went out for a drink with Mabel and her boyfriend, whose name Dipper still couldn't recall. But honestly, who cares. Mabel will mention the name eventually, Dipper will remember it for a few hours, and Bill will probably make him forget again.
"Not your usual kind of bar", Dipper said, raising his glass to touch Mabels.
"Derek likes the music here, so he convinced me to come here at least once", she replied, laughing as the guy next to her gave her a kiss on the cheek.
Ah, there it was. The name.
He was a nice guy, and he had an interesting taste in music. But there wasn't anything more Dipper could say about him. Almost sad, after all this time they spent together, the three of them. Years even. Wasted time.
You really don't like him, hm?
Yes. I don't know why, because he's nice.
Maybe it's because he's boring.
Maybe.
Well, not everyone can be as interesting as me, right Pine Tree?
Oh, shut up Bill.
Dipper smiled.
"There! You're smiling again! Whoooo are you thinking of? Tell meeee!", Mabel yelled and laughed and hit him in the shoulder.
"Ouch!", Dipper said, rubbing his shoulder and still smiling, "No one you know, Mabel."
"But there IS someone! HAH!"
"Maybe. It's nothing serious."
Aw, Pine Tree. You're hurting my feelings.
I said shut up, idiot.
Careful what you call me, sapling. Maybe I won't be in such a good mood later tonight. I can't wait for you to get home and fall asleep.
Dipper felt a warm rush through his entire body. He really hoped he wasn't blushing, but no one would see it anyways in the dim lights of this bar. Mabel and Derek left for a dance to a song the guy apparently really liked. Dipper knew the original version. He liked it too. What was played here was a remix people could better dance to.
"I've fallen deep into a
Pit of vipers
Sliding over me, over me
And I can't break free
Secrets run deep when you're in a
Pit of vipers
S-s-slithering, whispering
Feel the venom poisoning me"
Dipper chugged down his drink.
What a nice song. I'd like to dance with you to this one too. Or do other things.
You're really impatient today, Bill.
Don't forget that I can force into the mindscape too. Shall I take you right now?
Dipper was starting to feel hot. Damn it, Bill.
You're adorable.
And you're being an asshole.
"Now I must admit that I have played a part
In the way that things have gotten out of hand
But it's escalated almost to an art
I wanna fix it but I don't think I can"
Are you sure it's not you who is impatient, Pine Tree?
Dipper began scratching his right arm without noticing.
You want me really badly right now, don't you?
His hands started trembling a little.
You're thinking about where we could be alone, aren't you?
Dippers eyes went over the dance floor, spotted Mabel and – Name forgotten, again.
He could just tell them he wasn't feeling well, and go home. But right now, this would take too long. The music, the drinks, the people dancing and rubbing their bodies together in more or less intimate ways, everything got him fired up and made him want the demon right here, right now.
That's sweet sapling, but if I fuck you here they are gonna throw you out, and I don't know what your sister will have to say about that.
I know, I know. Even though everything was happening in the mindscape, Dipper would still moan and scream in real life.
He jumped from the barstool he's been sitting on and quickly made his way through the moving bodies and drunk teenagers as well as adults. He considered going for the toilet, but then he went outside instead, inhaling fresh air for a moment to see if it will calm him down. Two long arms trapped his body from behind, but he could only see them, not feel them. He saw Bill placing a soft kiss on his right shoulder. Dipper took a deep breath, wanting to lean into a non-existent touch.
I'm taking back what I said earlier about how I can't wait for you to get home.
Bill had lowered his voice.
I can't wait to fuck you in some dark alley because you need me that badly.
Dipper bit his lip, hard.
He had been walking away from the club and made sure that no one was there. No one would look here for him, either. And he won't be gone for long. His world turned grey, and Bill pushed him against the stone cold wall behind him, and this time Dipper could feel it. He groaned and looked at Bill with half open eyes, clouded with lust.
"We have… to be quick", he breathed out as Bill was already busy placing kisses and bites all over his neck.
"Then suck me off."
Dipper couldn't hold back a soft moan. The demon giving him orders like that was exactly what could get him going very quickly. He didn't mind that he would have to get himself off in this case. This was great. He could keep his voice down better that way, too.
"I thought you were in a hurry?", Bill said with a grin, ruffling Dippers hair, then yanking on it. Dipper let out a small whimper, then he nodded. Bill usually wanted him to answer questions like that, even if he was just mocking him with them.
"Down with you, then" the demon whispered into his ear, and pushed him to his knees. Dipper hastily opened up his own belt and tugged down his pants, then Bills. The demons glowing eye stared down at him as if it wanted to devour him whole. Dippers face was flushed, he was panting and began to stroke Bills length.
Bill apparently had no patience, because his fingers gripped Dippers hair and moved his head forward, starting to thrust into the young mans mouth right away. Dippers muffled moaning was music to the demons hearing.
"You don't know just how much I love to see you like this, Pine Tree", Bill said with a groan, pushing and pulling in and out of Dippers mouth, who had started to touch himself. Dipper used both of his own hands, fucking himself on his fingers and using the other to pump his cock while sucking Bills. His eyes rolled over in pleasure. He was getting close already. Talk about quick.
After a few minutes Bill suddenly yanked his head back. The grip hurt and dipper whimpered and moaned, staring up at the demon. Bill licked his lips. The look on his Pine Trees face made him want to do a lot of way worse things to him. When had a simple human ever been able to turn him on this much?
"Ah—Aaah… B-Bill, pl—"
"Shut up and lie down on your back."
The demon was in the mood to try something new, and why not reward his precious little plaything for always being such a good boy?
As expected, Dipper obeyed and got into the position he was told.
"What are you—"
"Didn't I tell you to shut up? Use your mouth for something better."
The position Bill took then made Dipper hold his breath. 69, really? Bill never lowered himself to do something like this. A hot wave of excitement and pleasure took over Dipper as he took Bill's dick back into his mouth, and the demon took his.
Oh god.
Or demons, in his case.
Dipper wouldn't be able to handle this for long.
Trembling and moaning he did his very best to please Bill, but the demons skilled and unnaturally long tongue distracted him from sucking properly. He couldn't help but buck his hips up, trying to fuck Bills mouth. He felt the demons lips curl into a grin. Dippers muffled moaning got louder and louder with every second, his nails dragging along the demons hips just for the sake of holding onto something.
Way too early, he came right into Bills mouth, bucking up his hips a little too hard. Dippers eyes rolled back, moaning while the demons length was still in his mouth. Bill took it out for a moment to change his position, and to take a good long look at the young mans pleasured face. He then kneeled right above Dippers face, and Dipper understood, starting to suck him off again.
Bill's moaning got louder and he gripped Dipper's hair again, hard, thrusting faster into his mouth. The young man made whimpering sounds and his entire body was still shaking from his own orgasm.
"Almost forgot how much you love it when I almost rip out your pretty hair."
The demon laughed and stared down at him with a manic expression, the kind of face he makes when he's about to come.
Wide eyed and creepy.
The stuff nightmares are made off.
The stuff that turns Dipper on like nothing else ever would.
And he came, with his Pine Trees name on his lips.