My Strange Addiction (1/2)

chapter eight

Dipper's lips crash into mine and I part my lips slightly. His tongue meets mine halfway and my fingers tangle in his hair. We're both sitting up now and his arms have wrapped themselves around my waist. He pulls me to his chest and I wrap my arms around his neck.

This isn't right, I should stop. But, I feel like I can't. His hands slip down my waist and find their way under my pajama shirt. I break the kiss and look at him, "this is wrong," I say, looking away from him.

"Yeah. . .I know." He looks at me, with lustfilled eyes. "But it's kind of hot though."

I nod slowly and I kiss him again, this time taking control of the whole situation. His hands go under my shirt again and he slips it over my head with ease. His lips go down to my neck and I moan in pleasure when he sucks the skin on my neck. It hurts when he bites me there, but it slowly melts into pleasure. "D-Dipper," I moan.

"Say my name again," he whispers.

"Dipper," I feel my face get hot when he hovers over me. This is so wrong, I can't do this, I can't do this. This is so wrong, but. . .I can't deny how hot it feels. "This is so wrong."

"I know, love," he says as he leaves a trail of marks on my neck. "But you can't deny how good it feels."

I shake my head, "no. . .I can't."

He plays with the strap of my bra for a minute, his eyes are so predatorial, he looks like an animal. "I hope you don't mind," he reaches around my back and unclips my bra, before tugging it away from me.

Instinctively, I cover myself up and squeak. He chuckles deeply and pulls my arms away from my chest. "Don't be embarrassed." He tells me, before kissing my nose.

"D-Dipper we can't do this," I tell him, "this is supposed to be just for the publicity of the company, we can't actually-"

"Get intimate?" He says, "why not? You were all about this a minute ago!" He seems angry now and I feel horrible, but this wasn't right.

"No, we can't." I tell him, "it's just wrong."

"No it isn't," he tells me, "we can do this, we're both adults."

"But I don't want this, not anymore." I say quietly. "I don't even know you, so I can't do this." I snatch my bra up from the floor and quickly put it on, "God this was a mistake." I pull my shirt over my head, "I should go."

"No, Pacifica please." He grabs my wrist and forces me to look him in the eye. "Please don't go,"

I tug my arm free and I walk from his room, "I'm sorry, Dipper."

When I lay down in my bed, I hear something slam on the floor, and I close my eyes tight, pretending that I didn't hear that noise at all. I can't believe I almost did that with my boss/fiance. That was so dysfunctional and wrong, I can never do that again. I'll keep my distance from Dipper Gleeful, and we'll make this 'marriage' work somehow.

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I decide to lounge around in bed all day and pretend I'm sick. That'll help me avoid Dipper, I just know it. I hear a knock on my door and I close my eyes, pretending to be asleep. The door opens anyway and I open one eye to see Dipper standing in the doorway. "Pacifica?" He whispers.

"I'm not feeling well," that wasn't entirely a lie. I still felt sick after what Dipper and I almost did the night prior. "And I'm trying to sleep."

"Anything I can do?" He asks, and he sounds hopeful, like this'll be his chance to fix our awkward situation. "Do you need anything, love?"

I cough and shake my head, "n-no, I don't need anything from you right now." I need to escape, I feel the room closing in on me when Dipper and I are alone together, and it had to do with the fake marriage. "I just. . .need some rest."

"Oh, alright," he gets up from his chair and walks to the door, "call me if you need anything." He offers before shutting the door and leaving me alone.

I need to get my life figured out, and most importantly, I need to figure out what the hell is going on here. I mean, Dipper and I almost got intimate last night and I was going to let it happen! I didn't even know him, and I also didn't plan on getting to know him, it would be awful if I had to know and now I have to. My life was just plummeting down into the deep, and dark abyss and I could only watch as it happened. If my mother and father figured out what I was doing for my job, they'd scold me and yell at me for being so stupid. I need to know if my parents are okay on their own right now, but I doubt that Dipper will actually let me go check on them, but he couldn't be that cruel. There had to be some light in Dipper Gleeful, it was probably just buried deep within him. It was waiting for someone to find it. And that someone would have to be me.