BILLDIP//Smut and Fluff

First Time

Grunkle Stan had left to go 'shopping' or at least that was what he told Mabel that was what he was doing. Dipper doubted it, but he wasn't going to bother with it. It just meant that he had at least an hour to himself, especially since Mabel just left with Wendy for ice cream.

Book in hand, a can of Pitt on the bedside, and a bag of Doritos at hand, Dipper flopped onto the comforts of his bed, ready to have a relaxing afternoon. Closing his eyes, he stretched across his bed, keening as his back popped.

"Who knew you could sound like that?"

Dipper's eyes shot open as he looked towards the sound of the voice. Beside him floated the demon triangle. "What are you doing here?" he asked warily as he sat up on his bed.

"Oh, just seeing how you are doing, Pine Tree," Bill said as he picked around Dipper's things.

Dipper stared at the demon for a few minutes before rolling his eyes and grabbing the book beside him. "Whatever," he sighed as he lay back against his pillows. He wasn't about to let that demon ruin his afternoon. Friend or no friend. He flipped through the ages of Grenda's trashy romance novel and was easily sucked into the story. He'd already read half of the story over the past few days, but today, he's finishing it. Now, he was at the part where King Jareth had Lady Sarah pressed up against the wall and was about too-

"Pine Tree."

Dipper huffed, but ignored him as he tried to focus on the words. 'Sarah could feel him as he pressed up against her. Her breath became shaky as she looked up into his heated eyes. "Jareth," she whispered the man's name. He just smirked as he leaned down-'

"Piiiiinnnnnnnnnne Treeeeeeee!" the demon hollered as he tugged at Dipper's hair. Dipper swatted the demon's away, only to have his hand burned in return. He gave the demon a glare before rolling away from him. Now on that he was on his stomach, he reopened the book and found his place. 'He just smirked as he leaned down and-'

His bed creaked as it sank around him. Dipper stiffened as he could feel someone breathing against his neck. Slowly, he closed his book and rolled to his side. The first thing he saw was a dark skinned, blond man above him. Dipper was quick to look for a way to escape, but the man had him pretty well trapped without even touching him.

A warm, gloved hand grasped his chin and tilted his head back up to the man's face. "Pay attention to me, Pine Tree," the man said coolly with a somewhat familiar voice.

"B-Bill?!" Dipper squawked as he recognized the slightly deeper voice of the demon. He searched the man's face, picking up details that reminded him of Bill. There was a tuff of blond hair on the man's chin just long enough that if Dipper wanted to, he could have a good grip on it. The man only had one eye, the other was covered by an eye patch that looked like it had an eye embroidered on it. The man's eye flashed gold, drawing Dipper's attention.

The man grinned and leaned in close enough that Dipper could feel his breath on his face. "Of course it's me, my little Pine Tree," he whispered before closing the gap between their lips.

Dipper gasped and pushed back from the man to see him almost pouting down at him. "What are you doing?" he shouted as his cheeks turned a brilliant shade of red. He moved back against the wall, putting his legs between him and Bill.

"Getting your attention, of course," Bill answered simply.

"This is not how you get my attention!" Dipper's heart thundered in his chest.

"I think it's a marvelous idea," Bill replied as he grabbed Dipper's legs and pulled him back. Dipper didn't know if he could blush anymore now that his legs were around Bill's waist. Bill moved his gloved hands up Dipper's legs and down his clothed thighs before resting on his hips. "I want your attention...I also want other things from you, but let's keep it simple for now," he smirked as he leaned down, grinding his hips into Dipper's.