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"Oh.. But I strictly remember you saying that you were mine" Bill sneered, his sharp teeth bared.

"You're lying!" Ford stated, throwing his hand to the side.

"Haha... That's funny sixer" Bill stepped closer, his heels sounding all too loud in the quiet room. "Don't you remember-"

Ford slapped him and Bill took it, stumbling for a moment, "you need to stop..lying"

"You're the one who needs to stop lying to yourself sixer" Bill purred, his gloved fingers coming up and skimming along his jaw. "I know it's been a while" his other hand dropped to Ford's waist and pulled him flush against the demon. A smug grin flashing across Bill's features. "I know you've been craving it" his eyes darkened.

A flush covered Ford's face, "I-I"

"Oh shut it old man" Bill muttered as Ford looked around the room warily, Mabel and Dipper were still out cold but Stan was beginning to stir.

"It'll be just like old times" Bill pushed his turtle neck down, trailing kisses along his throat. He skimmed his sharp teeth over his skin, Ford swallowing thickly as he did so. "I know you want it" Bill took one of Ford's hands and put it on his hip.

"Bill...Bill they're waking up" Ford stammered out.

"So, that just adds to the excitement" Bill rolled his hips foreword slowly and Ford gritted his teeth, stopping the gasp.

Bill purred lowly, kissing the corner of Ford's mouth before pressing a kiss to his lips and pulling away. He smiled widely when the human tried to follow his lips.

"C'mon sixer" Bill whispered, kissing him again and stumbling slightly when Ford began pushing him back. A quiet and breathy gasp leaving his lips as he forced against the wall.

"Just shut up already" Ford muttered and Bill cooed approvingly, wrapping his arms around the humans neck and his legs locked around Ford's waist.

"Oh but you know how much I love to be vocal" Bill leaned his head back against the wall as Ford began to suckle dark bruises into his neck.

"Can you make sure they don't see us..." Ford whispered, "please"

"Fine fine sixer, but no promises on if they can hear us" Bill sneered and snapped his fingers.

--

"Ughhh...." Dipper groaned, rubbing his forehead slowly and looking around, it was dim in the room. He blinked, but it was dark on the other side. A frown creased his lips.

"Dipper" Stan hissed, the teen turning.

"What?"

"You see the knife up there?" Stan pointed to the counter and Dipper stared at it before nodding. "Get it"

He began to shimmy up the pole, trying to make sure the handcuffs didn't rattle against it.

"ooh....sixer" there was a hushed moan and Dipper frowned.

He leaned over and picked the knife up between his teeth. He sat down quickly and kicked it to Stan. "Thanks kid"

"What's going on over there?" Dipper looked at the dark side again and Stan stared at the ground.

"You don't want to know"

--

"fu--uck harder, please sixer" Bill was already begging, Ford blushing madly.

--

Dipper turned, there was a louder moan from the corner but it was still quiet.

Stan had gotten himself out and was working on freeing Mabel. "Dipdop, how'd we get here?" His sister asked and Dipper froze.

"I...I actually don't know"

It took a couple of minutes before they were all out of the handcuffs and Dipper armed himself with another knife.

"Should we check it out?"

Stan watched Dipper for a moment before nodding.

--

Before they'd gotten free, Ford had persuaded Bill to sit in the chair.

"C'mon sixer, please" Bill whined from the chair, staring at the wall.

"I've just got to put these on" Ford shook the handcuffs, Bill purring.

"Kinky sixer, very kinky" Bill put his hands through the bars and Ford clicked them around his wrists.

"Alright, now just wait a moment" Ford murmured, looking around as Bill wriggled around impatiently, he was completely bare of clothing except for his bow tie which was tied around his neck.

Bill frowned, hearing shushing behind him, "sixer, who are you talking to?"

"Bill?"

A nervous laugh fluttered off of Bill's lips, "p-pine tree" he craned his neck to look at him.

hi i'm lazy, maybe i'll finish this
it's really rushed

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