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This is the finale of the book! Whoo! There will be smut in this, but you can skip it if you like. This will be where the book ends unless I decide to make another book!! Maybe ya'll could convince me ;) ❤❤❤🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼
Bill's P.O.V-
After Pinetree told Mable he would be camping out for a research experiment (and convincing her not to come) I led Pinetree out to an abandoned cabin in the middle of nowhere ( flashbacks to earlier chapters! Wink wonk) and opened the door for him to curiously wander in. He looked around in wonder and turned around to ask me a question, but all I was thinking about is how I was going to mark his pretty little neck of his.
"--ill. BILL!!?" Pinetree's voice cut through my planning and I look up at him in surprise. He was waving his hand in front of my face, so I grabbed it and kissed his knuckles.
"Yes, Darling?" I inquire. He chuckles and wraps his arms around my neck, pulling him flush against me. I smirk inwardly. Marking my little Tree is going to be a piece of cake at this rate.
"I said. Is this the place I took you to when I tried to kill you?" He lays his head in the nook of my neck, looking up at me with child like curiosity. His chocolate brown eyes are twinkling and I smile warmly and nod. I slide my hand down his sides and he blinks in response. I smirk and slowly grope his beautifully full ass. He gulps, but doesn't stop me so I take a step further and start kneading them. Pulling them a apart before squeezing them and pushing them back together and up, then repeating the process.
Pinetree moans and presses further against me and mouths at my neck. Taking this as consent I pick him up and carry him over to the bed I spawned earlier and lay him on it. He wraps him legs around me and blinks up at me shyly.
Cute..
I don't want to wast any time, I need to mark Pinetree now. If Lunix is right then Ford will be home today. I don't want to be there when Ford inevitably blows up on Pinetree. While I feel sorta bad, it's all part of the plan. I can tell Pinetree isn't fully devoted to me, so when Ford breaks him I'll be there to pick up the pieces.
With a quick snap of my fingers we are both naked and Pinetree was stretched across the bed like a buffet for me to devour. I lower onto my knees and smirk down at his blushing face. I rub my fore finger and thumb together, producing a slick like lubricant. Pinetree seems to be surprised and exclaims, "No foreplay?" I chuckle and kiss his cheek.
"Well if you insist..." Fully ready to tease him all night. He seems to understand and squeaks out a quick, "Nevermind!" His legs open wider, I lick my lips slowly. My voice comes out gruff when I command, "Spread yourself for me Pintree."
Two shy hands spread his cheeks apart and I smile condescendingly. "Good boy." His small cocklette twitches at this. My forefinger prods gently at his entrance before entering slowly. I rub at his soft walls, before adding another, and another. Once three fingers are seated inside of him. They scissor and scrape, drawing moans and keens fall from his bitten lips. After deciding him stretched enough I smile at him, "Ready Pinetree?" He shows an expressions of worry, but soon relaxes when I run my hand through his chocolate curls. I pull out my fingers and look at him again, expecting to see his relaxed and prepared face like from before.
My tree still seems to be a little nervous however, so I smile as warm as I can down at him and kiss his birthmark. He loosens up and gulps once more. I peck him before scooting back and rub my fingers together once again. Slick runs out from them and I lube myself adequately before pressing the tip to his pink little entrance. He let's out a deep breath as I carefully slide in to the hilt. His hands find purchase on my shoulders as I gently rock my hips into the heat. He starts moaning soon enough and bucks his hips. I speed up and we fall into a steady rhythm. I listen to the sweet sounds he let's out from those rosy lips, and smirk when he calls out my name. I lean down to the conjunction between his neck and shoulder before biting, making my pace faster. Leaving a nice mark of my perfectly white teeth. Dipper cries out my name one last time before falling limp in my hold. I continue either way, chasing my own release before letting out a content sigh when I feel myself tip over the edge. I snap my fingers once more to clean us up and ask Lunix whether or not Ford is home mentally. Getting a response I realize Ford is driving towards the house right now and will be there in about 5 minutes. I quickly teleport the now sleeping Tree to his own bed and kiss his birthmark, short and chaste. Then head for the mindscape. Eager to watch the events lay out.🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼🔽🔼
Ford's P.O.V.-
I pull up to my house and smile quietly. Finally, I'm home. I get to see my family after being away for so long with Stan. We discovered a lot, but I want to see the kids again. I wonder what they've been up to?
Stan slamming the car shut breaks my chain of thought, so I get out and nibble on my lip nervously. What if they've moved on? What if they got bored of us and hate us? What if they decide they wanna live on their own? I know we've done some questionable things in Las Vegas, but would they get so mad as to hate us?
Sighing I close my eyes and brace myself. I walk inside the house and almsot immediately smell the after effects of magic. It smells exactly like Bill. Worried I rush around the house and find Mabel, but she doesn't understand why it smells like that. Why does it smell like that? Oh god... Dipper! I rush downstairs seeing as its the only place I haven't checked and find him asleep in bed. He reeks of Bill, is he possessed? I grab the gun I always keep in my belt and aim it at him before slowly waking him up. He blinks awake and when he calls out I freeze dead and keep my hand steady.My voice I harsh and cold when I call out, "Bill?"
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Hello Readers! This book was amazing to write, and I loved it! As of now I'm leaving it on a cliffhanger unless people want me to write a second book! It all depends you, my readers. Since it's Christmas eve I decided to put in some Christmas music! Love ya'll! Have a merry Christmas <3 🎄❤❄⛄Words: 1307
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