Servitude and Solitude (WillDip)

Chapter 6

3rd pov

Will went upstairs and began to make food, glancing at Dipper from time to time. Every time he glanced at Dipper, the brunette boy was already staring at him with a small smirk.

"What have you made today Will?"

Stanley asked.

"M-Meatloaf, Grand Master Stanley."

Will replied, serving Dipper, then Stanley, then Mabel and Will served Stanford last.

"Please just call me Stanley. Or Stan. I don't like all of this formality."

Stanley complained.

Dipper had seen Will spit on Stanford's food but kept it a secret as he found it funny. He smiled when Will served him, touching his hand for a second longer than needed.

"Oh, This is really good."

Stanley said.

Will bowed and went to the kitchen to start cleaning up the dishes he used to make Dinner. Dipper finished first and went into the kitchen to take his plate to Will. Dipper smiled and placed a chaste kiss to Will's cheek, dropping his plate in the water. Will blushed slightly, looking away.

Mabel came into the kitchen with her plate and dropped it in the water as well, Stanley and Stanford soon followed. Will kept doing as he was supposed to for the rest of the day, but occasionally Dipper would come up and tease him slightly. Will was on his last bit of patience while sitting on his bed. Dipper walked down the stairs, locking the door behind him.

"Hey there."

Dipper said, sitting on Will's lap.

"Hi."

Will said before Dipper kissed him deeply.

Will put his hands on Dipper's hips and pulled him closer, grinding up against Dipper roughly. Dipper let out a soft moan, pushing down against Will. Will chuckled and pulled away, pressing wet kisses to Dipper's neck. Dipper kept grinding against Will, moaning and whimpering softly.

"What would you do without me baby?"

Will teased.

Dipper let out a soft moan in response, causing Will to smile and buck his hips. Dipper let out a gasp.

"Such a good boy, now take everything off."

Will said, reaching to take off his own shirt.

Dipper hurriedly took off everything, hiding his face in Will's neck.

"Such a pretty boy."

Will praised, causing Dipper to moan.

A knock came at the basement door.

"Fuck."

Will cursed, helping Dipper pull on his clothes.

Will grabbed a knife from the floor and handed it to Dipper.

"Act like you were punishing me."

Will said and Dipper cut some lines on Will's chest, kissing his cheek after and rushing up the stairs.

Will heard the muffled voices and began to cry, a skill he had mastered as a young child. Mabel came down the stairs, her chestnut hair flowing behind her.

"Mabel, leave. He needs to be punished and I want to do it in private."

Dipper said, following his sister closely.

"Hush. Will, darling get up so I can get you cleaned up."

Mabel said, paying her brother's protests no mind.

"Will, stay."

Dipper commanded.

Will nodded and stayed put. Mabel scoffed.

"You would rather get punished?"

She asked.

"I-I fear if I d-disobey again I will r-receive worse p-punishment."

Will said, shaking softly.

"Fine, stay here."

Mabel said, leaving.

Dipper followed her and locked the door. He went back down to Will and began to clean up his cuts.

"Good boy, I know it's not easy to lie to your sister."

Will said and Dipper looked at him.

"You had to lie to a sister?"

He asked.

"My brothers, on many occasions and I still do to protect you and your family."

Will said.

Dipper nodded slowly. He laid his head on Will's shoulder and fell asleep. Will smiled and laid down, cuddling Dipper and falling asleep.