Will Cipher x Dipper Pines One-Shots Collection [Requests Allowed]

#10yearsofgravityfalls

What's better to celebrate ten years with than PWP of a ship next to no one likes? Warnings: beastiality (we're all monster fuckers here am I right?), really gay shit, br%#ding kink, deer anatomy, sodomy, Bill being clinically annoying, Will being too cute for his own damn good)

Dipper barely fit the deer half of his body on the couch, but somehow managed to while leaving enough space left for Will to sit on the end. It sounds cool having a huge deer body until you're trying to fit yourself in a car, walk up the stairs, or even sit anywhere.

Right now, he just wanted affection. So having Will sit next to him was detrimental to his needs. Dipper softly kicked Will's arm and rolled onto his back, bearing his soft underbelly in a silent cry for attention. His blue-haired companion couldn't resist the smile that creeped up onto his face at the sight. Dipper giving into his more deer-like instincts was the cutest thing ever, in his opinion.

What kind of person would he be if he didn't give in and rub that exposed belly? A monster, truly evil. And he was nice, so the obvious course of action is to run his hand through the soft, white fur. Thanks to Will's efforts (and a lot of experimenting with shampoo), Dipper's fur was a bit softer than the course hairs of other deer's pelts. His belly was the nicest to touch, as the coat covering his back took on a rougher texture. Will would gladly pet anywhere on that deer half, though. He was honestly enamoured with the hybrid's peculiar form.

Dipper kept licking his lips while Will rubbed, a common sign of his enjoyment. Though, it gave Will some ideas. His gaze traveled from the other's face down to his own hand, then what was just below. He bit his lip to hide his smirk, even though Dipper's eyed were closed. With red dusting his cheeks, he slowly rubbed the brunet's inner thigh. The muscles there twitched in reaction, and he could see Dipper's eye crack open to look in his peripheral.

Will's audience only spurred him on. His hand moved to gently massage the cervitaur's sheath and balls. He knew from past experiences that it was Dipper's... favourite place for massages. A hoof rested itself against his shoulder for support as Dipper began to breathe heavier, and Will could plainly see the slick, pink member peeking out from it's sheath.

Ever the tease, Will gave a small smile and went back to stroking Dipper's stomach. He received a soft kick for his actions, but he knew he could keep playing this game. Foreplay was his favourite part. Plus, Dipper would never actually hurt him. (Except for during rut, when he gets particularly carried away.)

After a few moments of Dipper remaining erect, Will returned to the erogenous area to grasp the cervitaur's slick penis. Dipper's leg twitched repeatedly in reaction to the stimuli, an endearing trait that told Will his deer was desperate for contact. He ran a thumb over the tip, swiping a drop of precum and continuing to massage Dipper's swollen shaft. As he did so, the young man debated the path he wanted to take. Dipper always enjoys stuffing his cock inside of him, but the position he was in right now screamed submission. Maybe it was time to switch things up?

Chuckling, Will removed his hand and stood up, earning himself an angry grunt as he left the room. He could hear Dipper scrambling to his feet behind him and almost fell when he was being mounted where he stood. His own hole ached with arousal as he debated just pulling down his slacks and letting his buck breed him, but that was too easy. Almost dissatisfactory. He wanted to stretch this out longer.

With his mind made up, Will pushed Dipper off and gave him a meaningful look before continuing on his way to his destination. Deflated, Dipper stomped his hooves in a sexually frustrated tantrum. Ultimately though, he returned to laying on the couch, hoping Will would return to finish what was started.

And indeed Will did.

The cervitaur's ears perked up when his human re-entered the room carrying a tube. In the back of his mind, a little version of himself was delighted to see it. It had a very recognizable label.