Bruises and Bite-marks

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"You were flirting with him," Bill growled as he nipped at the sensitive flesh of Dipper's neck. He rocked his hips, his member nestled deep inside Dipper.

Dipper shuddered and shook his head. "No I didn't," he whispered. He really hadn't. He didn't even know the guy was flirting with him until the guy lip locked him.

Bill's hands gripped the boy's bare waist tightly. "Sure looked it," he said before biting harshly at the base of Dipper's neck.

Dipper cried out and dug his nail into Bill's back. He let out a low moan as licked at the bite. Bill started to move again, thrusting slowly. "B-bill," he whimpered. He tried to speed the pace up, but Bill's hands forced him to stay still.

"You're mine, Pine Tree," Bill said darkly, his breath brushing against the bite-mark. "Don't you forget that."

"Yours," Dipper breathed out.

Bill smiled. "Mine," he purred before thrusting cruelly into the boy, making him cry out a moan. And he was going to make sure that everyone knew who the boy belonged to.

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