BILLDIP//Smut and Fluff

His Favorite Treat

Bill buried himself into the juncture of Dipper's neck, kissing it before biting down harshly. Dipper bucked in response as a throaty moan filled Bill's ears, much to the demon's delight. The bite was enough to break the skin. Even with the sweet taste of Pine Tree's blood filling his mouth, Bill bit down harder making Dipper cry out and dig his nails into Bill, through his shirt.

He released Dipper's neck and pulled back to admire his work. The flesh was an angry red with smears of blood coming from the holes. Bill practically purred at the sight. With a large grin, his gaze rose to Dipper's flushed face. The boy's dilated eyes stared back up at him, begging, as he desperately pulled Bill back by his shirt. Chuckling, Bill claimed Dipper's lips, still raw from earlier. The soft warm flesh between his teeth was like a pleasure in itself. They were so tender, so red. If he bit just a little harder on them...

Nails ripped through Bill's shirt as Dipper whimpered. Blood pooled around Bill's lips and he hungrily lapped it up, moaning at the taste. He wanted nothing more than to drain this boy of every last drop of his delicious self, but he didn't know what he would do without his favorite treat.