What are Your Hidden Intent

Dipper, I'm Pregnant

A very disgruntled Dipper Pines walked into his realm with the portal and threw his black glasses on the couch. It was past midnight and all he wanted to do was to take a hot shower to ease up the tension, s-stupid mother in law named Priscilla.

She kept him with a boat load of paper work to see which human is condemned. All Dipper wanted to was to tell her off and stand up for himself. But if he did, his wife would never forget to take revenge on him. Sometimes he wondered where he would be without them, probably in a mental institution.

He still remembered his official marriage with Lyssa, it was a marvelous occasion, with every demon in attendance. Taking a day off from their torturing of souls to come, even though the tortured souls will still be in hellfire.

"Lyssa!" He called out, taking off his shoes and floating toward the dark living room. It seemed a lot quiet than the usual errieness.

"Lyssa!" He called out again, walking into the bedroom he shared with her, when he saw the bathroom slightly opened. He could hear the shower running while Lyssa was singing. Smiling to himself, he called out once again.

"Lyssa? Hello. Can you hear me. Are you in there?"

"I'm in here." Dipper heard her voice. "Whats wrong, you seem a bit tense."

"I-its nothing. I'm just a bit tired-"

"Do you want to join me in taking a shower?" She asked, leaving Dipper in shock, never in the past several months has Dipper invited him into taking a shower, something was going on that wasn't very normal.

"Uh, you sure. I know we've done that before but-"

"Take it or leave it!" An annoyed Lyssa said, she peeked her head in front of the curtain.

Dipper grinned to himself as he stripped into nothing and walked into the bathroom while the cool air hit his naked body as his lude eyes fell on his very naked wife who was a Succubus, her back faced to him as she massaged her scalp. His member twitched as his gaze raked over her round plump ass and then at the peak of her pink nipples.

Making his water mouth in hard tainted lust. Oh he wanted to make love to her all night long. Its been such a long time, with taking care of the underworld and such, they haven't had sex ever since he turned into a demon.

Slowly opened the glass, he slid inside, his wife merely an inch away from him. He daringly slipped his arm around her waist and earned a small laugh from her.

"Hi..." Dipper said without looking at him.

"H-hey..." Dipper said dumbfounded, her looks were getting to him.

"Can you please give me a backrub, I deserve it," Lyssa said in a royally snood voice.

Dipper wanted nothing more but to touch and fondle her body. "Sure." He smiled. "Give me the scrubber."

Lyssa handed him the soap and scrubber. When Dipper poured it onto her shoulder and started to lather it on her skin. They both felt shocks through their spines, yet decided to keep calm about it, not ravening their bodies on the stop.

"How was your day?"She asked while his hand scrubbed and massaged her back.

"Oh, I guess you can say it was hell. Get it, because we're in hell." Dipper chuckled slowly because they were in hell, Lyssa stared at him blankly, not laughing.

"But in all seriousness, you should tell your mother to reduce the paperwork for how souls get tortured and how much descend into the eternal fire. The amount of humans is just beyond reason."

"I'll keep that in mind." Lyssa said. "I thought I wouldn't see you tonight."

"How could you expect me not to come back early to see my sexy succubus wife." Dipper asked, annoyed at her words.