Bill x Dipper one-shots

Stowaway Part 2

Dipper couldn't bring himself to look at his captain out of sheer embarrassment. The cabin boy felt butterflies in his stomach as candlelight reflected off Cipher's terracotta skin and toned muscles. In the background, the creaks and moans of the ship lurked.

Cipher smiled down at him as he slowly moved his hand up his thigh, his fingers moving beneath his shirt, and his touch sent sparks of electricity through Dipper's body. "Are you feeling OK, Dipper?"

The captain was used to various reactions from the people he had previously slept with, but this was a first for him as Dipper couldn't even manage a nod, unable to speak as his body shivered with anticipation.

He wasn't the first virgin to enter his bed, but he seemed a little too nervous for his own good. Cipher wanted to make sure he was comfortable with what they were about to do.

Dipper's movements were stiff, and his breathing had become shallow as his mind raced with a million different thoughts. As he gripped the captain's arm, he turned away. "Captain Cipher... I'm not feeling well." He spoke quietly.

The swaying of the ship was something most pirates became accustomed to. However, this was the first time this inexperienced young man had set foot on a ship. His stomach seemed to be churning more than the sea.

The swaying, combined with how nervous and excited he was, only made him feel a million times sicker. He couldn't even tell whether he was about to throw up because of anxiety or the constant rocking of the ship as it slowly made its way through the ocean.

Cipher stared at him a tad bit confused before he realized what he had said, and he noticed he was looking rather pale. He helped him sit up slowly before taking him out of the room and to the side of the ship. "Since you aren't used to being on a ship, I suggest that you close your eyes."

The former stowaway, now a cabin boy, gripped the ship's railing. He tried to keep his eyes closed the entire time he threw up as the ship swayed in the choppy seas, but he couldn't help but look around. What he saw heightened his anxiety.

The good news was that he wasn't throwing up, but he now had what felt like a knot in his stomach.

He had never expected that this would be what he saw on his first night aboard a pirate ship. He tried to take deep breaths and calm his stomach, but it was of no use.

A tightening feeling started in his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe. The longer he stood there, the more miserable Dipper felt.

It was pitch black. It was unlike anything he had ever seen. The only lights were the lanterns on the deck, but they seemed pitifully small in the inky blackness of the night and the vastness of the sea. He stepped back from the railing and clung to his captain, shutting his eyes to relax.

He felt like he was going to be swallowed up by darkness if he didn't hold on tight. The older man held him close, murmuring comforting words. Dipper began to relax gradually, and the tightness in his chest eased.

He clung to the captain, comforted by his embrace as they swayed back and forth in the rocking waves of the night.

Once the anxiety had disappeared, he opened his eyes again, remembering where he was and who he was embracing. Dipper's face turned bright red as he listened to his captain's heartbeat.

It was nerve-racking having his ear pressed against his captain's chest, but the steady beat of his heart drowned out the crashing waves. He wished that he could listen to it forever.

The cold sea air nipped at his face as he backed away from his captain. Cipher looked down at his cabin boy. He couldn't help but grin at how adorable he was. "Feeling better, cabin boy?"