L̶o̶v̶e̶ Intrest of a Mortal

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All day Dipper trains, the occasional guard challenging the short man to a match and always failing miserably. Dipper and his sword were like one. No steel nor flesh, only a powerful weapon.
The king strutted into the court, watching as Dipper kicked someone else's ass.
"Bravo, Pinetree. You are very skilled." He accounces.
Dipper smiles, "I know." was all he says.
Bill takes Dipper's hand, "But play time is over. Come on, I'd like your undivided attention now."
Dipper sighs, "One more hour?"
"I can feel how tired you are. How long do you expect to continue?"
"Until I can't stand." was the surprisingly cold response.
Bill frowns, "How often do you do that?"
"Everytime. Training is just a test run for the real thing. When you're faced with the horrors that await you, you don't have chance to rest." The way Dipper was speaking, it seemed as though someone had dulled this into him.
"Horrors like me?" Bill questions, feeling slightly angry this man, who everyone praises to be the only non violent researcher, would call his kind such things.
"No." Dipper meets Cypher's eyes. "Humans." With that he turns away, picking his sword up again.
Bill was shocked enough to take a step back. A human calling humans horrors?
Sure, that how (for the most part) he saw them, but another human? Especially one who seemed so fragile and sweet yesterday...
Bill picks up a sword, tapping Dipper on the shoulder with it. "Let's make a deal Pinetree." A third golden eyes of fire opens in the middle of his forehead. "I challenge you to a dual first one who's back touches the floor loses. If I win, you come with me and I get you all tomorrow too. If you win..." He thinks for a moment then allows a smirk to over come his face, "You can leave. When ever you wish and if you don't want to, you never have to return."
Dipper thinks it over, flashes of his family run through his mind. He shakes Bill's hand. "Deal."

They take their positions opposite each other. Eyeing one another, trying to guess who'd make the first move.  Dipper takes initiative, making a quick swip at Bill only to make him move.
Bill doges with ease, it wasn't that easy to beat a King.
They continue for sometime, spectators of staff and nobles accumulating just to see what would happen. It was surprisingly close...
Dipper had finally figured out Bill's pattern. He smiles, he was about to win. He dove towards the Demon, blade ready. But Cypher changes pattern and Dipper's smile falls.
He falls to the ground, he landed in his front so he could still get up, but Bill loomed over him. "Nice try Pinetree." He leans down, turning Dipper to lay on his back, "But you're not leaving yet."
A cheer erupts from those watching but when Bill faces them with an anged expression they all disappeared as fast as they had arrived.
"Now, let's get you washed and healed up. I have plans."
Bill insisted on Dipper staying in his room again tonight so Dipper showered there, letting the water run over his swore body. He dried and dressed in the locked bathroom. He didn't want Bill seeing his damaged body, he didn't want anyone seeing the scars.
He combs his hair into place and comes out, the king sat reading a book on the bed. Cypher looks up, "You smell better now" he jokes. Dipper rolls his eyes. He lays down on the sofa, closing his eyes. Everything ached, as usual.
"Come on Pinetree. I had things I wanted to do!" Bill complains.
"Sorry, I don't think I'm up to it..." Dipper thought maybe he'd hurt his shoulder again. He had a habit of ignoring all pain while he held his sword.
"It's not healthy to train as hard as you do. Especially if you normally do it until you physically can't." Bill was now stood above Dipper, looking down on him. Dipper opens his eyes.
"I have to, if I want to become a great researcher like the author."
"The author?"
Dipper nods, closing his eyes again. The pain from his shoulder was growing.
"Dipper, see you okay? You look pale... Is this a human thing?"
Dipper sits up, rotating his shoulder and hissing, "I think I dislocated it again."
"Here, let me." Bill placed his hand on the aching shoulder and it starts to feel better- infact he felt his energy come back too.
"Thanks." He frowns, "I don't have anything to give in return..."
Bill grins, "I guess you'll just have to owe me-" he's cut off. Dipper had turned, kneeling on the couch to face Cypher and placing his hand in his cheek.
"Pinetree?" he asks quietly. What is he playing at?
Dipper leans in, allowing his lips to meet Bill's.
But only for a moment. He pulls away.
"I'd say we're even."
Bill nods, slightly out of it. Did he really just...?
Dipper sits down again, acting like that hadn't happened.
"Pinetree."
"mhm?"
"You're an asshole." why did their first kiss together have to be like this?
Dipper turns, Bill was blushing and looking angry, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Sorry, you just look..."he laughs again.
Bill lets a frusted sound leave his mouth as he storms off to his bed, laying face down in the pillows.
He feels a hand gently trace up his back, then the other, working up and down and massaging his neck and shoulders. He feels Dipper get on the bed, straddling his back as he applies more pressure and works away at the King's tense muscles.
Cyoher lets out a satisfied moan, the feeling was great. Pinetree really knew what he was doing.
"I didn't mean to upset you." He says, still letting his hands work magic on Bill 's stress.
Cyoher starts to sit up, allowing Dipper a second to get off his back. "Look. It's just... I wanted things to go differently. I wanted our first kiss to be something. I wanted you to beg me after finally giving in. I wanted to be in control and make you want nothing else then my touch but..." He sighs.
Dipper gives him a sad look, "I guess I'm just not the person you want..."
"No, no! I definitely want you. I've known you little over two days and I've never wanted someone more. It's just... Different to what I was expecting. But, different is... It's actually nice." Bill's hand held Dipper's face gently. They smiled at each other.
"Yeah, different can be nice."
Dipper closes his eyes and Bill takes the hint, leaning in. Their lips meet once again and they don't part for a little while. Memorising the shape of each other's lips from every angle.
The most beautiful kiss either had had in too long.