Bad Romance [billdip]

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3RD PERSON POV | Written Nov 10, 2015 

"I wouldn't dream of it, Pine Tree," Bill whispered into Dipper's ear.

Dipper gave a small smile to the blonde, hesitating to lean to press his lips to the other man's. Bill noticed, and grinned as he pecked his lips.

Dipper never noticed how Bill showed neither of his hands when he promised him. Dipper never noticed that Bill was crossing his fingers. Dipper never noticed that Bill had big plans.

"Say, kid, I want to offer you a deal," the demon said to the brunette boy.

"What are you offering?" Dipper asked him, narrowing his eyes. Dipper felt suspicious at the fact that they had just had a conversation about this, yet here Bill was quick to offer him a deal. 

"Trust me," Bill spoke softly into Dipper's ear. He nibbled gently at the smaller boy, leading to a gasp. 

"W-what are you... Nngh.. P-playing a-at?" Dipper struggled to say, distracted by the small kisses the blonde was planting. "B-Bill..."

"Just trust me," the blonde said. He went to place kisses along Dipper's jawline, gently sucking on his microscopic bite marks. Dipper moaned quietly.

"A-and wha... Ahhh... W-what's in it f-for me..?" he asked, letting his hands trail through Bill's shaggy hair. 

"Whatever you desire, my little Pine Tree," Bill whispered, grinning at the effect he had on the brunette. 

"Deal," the smaller boy moaned, subconsciously arching his back. 

Dipper wanted to push away Bill, knowing that this was far, far off of his comfort level, but blinded by his unforeseen lust, he didn't. Dipper's mind was clouded, and Bill knew exactly what he was doing. He knew the game, and he was playing it. And he was winning.

Little did Dipper know exactly what Bill was playing to get.

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talk about some intense foreshadowing guys.