(DISCONTINUED)Multiple Stories In One For Gravity Falls BillxDipper

At Times Like These... I Believe He Love Me

Will's Pov...

"Hey, sad sap! C'mere." my master calls to me. Weirdly enough, he uses his own name and pokes fun at me with it.

I squint my eyebrows to him forming a frown on my lips and look down as I quietly take soft, damaging steps. He stares at me, I'm positive he's giving my human body another look over, viewing all the disgusting, dark purple bruises and bites he's made on me. Luckily, it's been placed on spots that are places that I could hide well, without the use of my magic. 
Hesitantly, I glance up to meet his eyes and they seemed to be unsatisfied, glaring looks. I huff out a quick breath and keep my slow pace to him, he reply's back to my huff with a grunt, letting me know he's becoming upset with how slow I am.

"If you're gonna be like that I might as well do this," a quick horrified look from me and a simple flick of his wrist, I was pulled up into the air with a blue hue emitting from the locket he wore on his chest and the glowing colors rushed all over my body, making me feel the light pressure it gave off. It felt like a thick coat of jelly was covering me, it wasn't cold nor warm, it had no temperature at all, except for times he showed emotion when he'd bed me. 
Every time when the temperature would rise, I would instinctively close my eyes out of spite because I knew he was planning something that involved touching again. I let a whine slip past my lips as I felt myself lowering down onto a soft cushioning. A thin sliver of a tear slid down, under my eye lid as I lightly opened them.

I found myself sitting in the lap of my master, he smiled at me. Not like those sinister smiles he'd use when killing someone, or the other types of smiles he'd use when he makes a coy deal using a false comforting smile. Instead, he showed me a smile I've rarely see him use often. He moved his hand to my face and I instantly flinch, but he still kept his hand close, then softly placed it on my cheek, catching my falling tear drop.
"You have no need to be afraid Will," He then let hi face come in closer to mine, but this time I didn't move, willingly letting him do what he wanted. When he reached my face, he sweetly pecked my cheek, barely straying his lips to my snowy white skin. "Just be my good boy and...". He then left his heavenly smile to replace it with a sad remorseful look.
Demons don't usually sympathize with humans, especially if we're forced into being submissive, but for some reason, that's the only feeling I got when he looked at me, filling my eyes with his cold, dark brown eyes with little specks of blue from the magic's essences coursing through him from the years.

I cocked my head to the side a bit, hoping he'd continue. But for some reason, it felt like he was to broken to continue.

To give him a little encouragement, I say into his ear "it's okay...".

It seemed to have done the trick because when I pulled back, he was smiling again. He opened his mouth, "don't leave, okay?" he sighs out to me. "I..." he pauses for a split second and looks to the left before looking me in the eyes again "you're mine, no one else can have you or touch you."

He points to my lower abdomen, making heat flush to my cheeks quickly "No one can see or touch this."

Then he gropes my butt, giving it a little pinch, making me squirm a bit "No one can have you or go near this end either."

Lining up his finger, starting from the bottom and going up, he made a path on the skin of my chest toward my neck. "Even this is restricted..."

"But lastly," he says and pulls my hair back, making the pain as noticeable as possible, then pushing me forward to meet his lips. The kiss wasn't as hard and rough as usual, instead it hurt at first, but grew softer as he lessened the pressure, letting me feel the heavenly light touch coarse through my body, sending a stinging sensation grow in my body and have the ghost of his hands doing the same things he did just now, going at it again by my memory. Once he let go, I felt light headed a bit, but it wasn't rough, it was just one of the best kisses he's given to me.

He looks me in the eyes giving me one of those sickly sweet smiles again, wanting me to have more of this side of him. He tapped my nose with his and said "no one else can kiss you like me, they can't ever taste your sweetness."

I bounce my head up in down in acknowledgment, hoping he'd give me another polite kiss like that. 

"So you understand Will?" He says in a serious tone, but still held that smile. That ever heart-warming, lovingly tender, hell-dammed smile.

I almost whine out he words yes as I felt impatient in the first time.

He seemed to have giggled a bit at my reaction, quickly giving me another sweet kiss. It didn't last long as I would've liked, but I think that's what makes them more loving.

He get up while carrying me in his arm, and we go out of the study to his room. He places me in his bed and lays there with me. 

He doesn't show any other movement or take any other action to do anything more, we just fell asleep after awhile.

As I regained consciousness in the mindscape, I hopped out of my mind and jumped into his seeing him having the most strangest dream.

It was us in the middle of a flowery meadow...

He's just sitting there having me put a flower crown on his head.

He get up and looks over to dream me and smiles again...

He hugs me and I just bounced out, not bothering to see more...

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I wake my body up, seeing him in such a peaceful, sleeping state. I bring my knees to my face and have tears drizzle down my face.

When he acts like this... how am I even supposed to think?! 

I can't just forget all the mental and physical pressure he's already put on me, but things like this...

Heh, well it makes me believe he can care...

That he can love...

Or rather, that he can love me.