BILLDIP//Smut and Fluff

Wrong Name

It was just the slip of the tongue. A soft, whisper of a name and it caused everything to freeze. Dipper couldn't breathe, much less think as he stared up at Bill, who was had his eye locked on the spot above Dipper's head.

"What... did you just say?" Bill whispered barely loud enough for Dipper to hear him.

Dipper moved his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. His body started to shack as tears welled up in his eyes. He turned away from Bill, biting his lip as he tried not to cry. God, he's never felt so stupid in his entire life.

Bill's gaze slowly lowered to Dipper's as he glared with such a cold fury that it made Dipper want to hide. "What did you just say?" he commanded as a sneer formed. His hands slowly tightened to the point that he was bruising the young man's hips.

"I-I..." he stuttered, wincing in pain. At least he finally found his voice, not that it was going to do him much good now.

A growl came from Bill as he bared his teeth. He pulled nearly completely out of Dipper before thrusting back in roughly. He repeatedly did this, making Dipper scream out as he became coarser with each thrust. "You. Called. Out. Some. One. Else's. Name," he growled, punctuating each word with a nearly painful hit to Dipper's prostate. He buried himself deeply within the young man as he leaned down. "How could you?" he hissed.

Dipper choked back a sob as he tried to calm himself with a deep, shaky breath. Tears gradually slid down his face as his body shook from the exceedingly mixed signals it got from Bill's thrusts. "I-I'm sorry!" he yelled with a broken sob.

"Did you forget who you were with?" Bill asked, his voice slowly rose in volume. "Were you imagining someone else?!" he screamed, paling at the mere thought that his Pine Tree would even want someone else. He grabbed Dipper's chin, forcing him to look him in the eyes. "Tell me!" he ordered as he frantically searched Dipper's eyes for some sort of answer.

"I wasn't!" Dipper cried back as he looked pleadingly up at Bill.

Bill's glare lessened as he stared down at the younger. Every part of him wanted to reach out and grasp the boy's tear stained cheek, kiss him, forgive him... He closed his eye as moved his hand from Dipper's chin and moved it back to his hips. He gave no warning as he moved back into the rough pace he had before, but this time he kept from abusing the boy's prostate like before.

He listened intently to the sounds his Pine Tree made, every sob, every shaky intake of air, every broken moan. He took them all in as he tried to forget the name Dipper cried out just moments ago, but it didn't work. His teeth gritted painful as that name was repeatedly chanted in his mind. Taunting him with the unknown person that's name was called from his Pine Tree's lips. All he could see was images of some stranger over his Pine Tree, causing him to moan and cry out their name. Taking what was his. Pine Tree was his! He was the one that Pine Tree loved. He was the one that left him quivering on the bed. He was the one should have his name called out.

With a grunt, he came inside the boy. He could feel Dipper wasn't too far behind him by the way he started to clench around him. Not even thinking, he grabbed the base of Dipper's erection, keeping him from reaching ejaculation. The young man whimpered as he shifted under him. "Who are they?" he whispered, slowly opening his eye, taking in Dipper's bright red face.

Dipper grimaced as he looked away. "No one," he muttered. He was unsure as to what Bill would do to the person if he found out who they were.

"That's not what I'm asking you," Bill sighed as he rubbed his thumb over the head of Dipper's member.

"It was an accident, Bill," he stressed as he looked back up at Bill.

Bill squeezed a bit harder than he wanted to around Dipper's shaft at the mention of his name. "I don't care if it was an accident or not," he lied as Dipper flinched in pain. He did care. He cared far too much. "I want to know who they are," he said as he slowly started to pump the boy's erection.