Fallen dry leaves crunched and crumbled beneath Dipper’s feet as he stepped through the forest. The autumn weather had rolled in and made November in Gravity Falls look like the very definition of the season. The trees had turned vibrant mixtures of yellow and reds, the bright contrast with the pine trees that stayed their dark shades. He buried his face more into the neck of his sweater Mabel had knitted for him, the fabric covered his growing smile as his heart paced faster, in turn his steps quickened. He and Mabel hardly, if ever, came to Gravity Falls any other time of the year besides summer, but the twins had somehow convinced their parents to allow them to drive up for their autumn break. Mabel excitedly set to surprise none other than Pacifica, and Dipper? Well he had a surprise for someone all of his own. An oddly charmingly strange person he had met a few years back in the forest, someone he thought about often, every day actually even when he wasn’t in town. Years ago when he was exploring the vast forest that guarded the sleepy town from the outside world he had decided to wander through a part he had never gone before, expecting to find something new but never what he did find. A being straight from a fantasy novel, which really couldn’t be used as a decent figure of speech seeing how he had dealt with actual living embodiment of unicorns, which were nothing like they enjoy writing them to be by the way. No, this was someone who made him smile, and only occasionally, alright more than occasionally, want to punch them.
It was a cervitaur. A being with that of a torso of a human, but once below passed their bellybutton their anatomy took a turn, much like a centaur but instead of a horse a deer. And their name? Bill. Dipper still snickered at how his name was Bill, and the fact that he was a buck. Having to explain the whole joke to him when they first met. But after their first encounter they spent a lot of time together, in fact almost every time Dipper had went into the forest he would find himself with the other. Playing games (Bill was strangely playful) such as tag and hide and seek, once or twice Bill had lured him out at night and took him out to see the stars. The cervitaur knew of the perfect places for stargazing that took Dipper’s breath away. Neither of them really knew when it started, when their touches would linger far more than normal. The small tokens of appreciation towards each other, the awkward sudden kiss that led to an even weirder week of avoidance until confrontation, followed by the loving actions and words that left both of them smiling, and mostly Dipper with fluttering butterflies in his stomach.
Oh he couldn’t wait to surprise him, taking in his surroundings and noting how he was in the right territory. Moving carefully now around winding trees as he could hear a frustrated growl, knowing that voice all too well to know who it was. He ducked under a branch and leaned against a tree out of the field of vision the cervitaur had. Bill was glaring at nothing, his fists balled up at his sides. The first thing noticed about him was his antlers which had grown quite a bit from the summer, but how he was just wearing a simple button up (where Bill even got his clothes was beyond him) his entire being looking uncharacteristically disheveled.
“Is this a bad time?” Dipper laughed a bit as he revealed himself.
Bill’s ears perked up at the sound, jumping around to face the direction of the voice, his eyes widened as his frown was flipped around, the tuff that he called a tail shook in excitement as he bolted over to where the human stood, “Pine Tree~!!!!”
The younger held his hands out for a hug but was greeted with nothing, Bill stopping and rearing back with a nervous worried smile as he held his arms close to himself. Dipper cleared his throat as he dropped his hands, chewing on his lip, “So… What’s up?”
Bill’s ears dropped at the oddly disappointed look on his face, swallowing down his own worries and swimming thoughts before he reached his arms out and wrapped them a bit too tightly around Dipper. He couldn’t help but bury his face into those dark curls of hair, inhaling deeply as he spun them around, never did he want to unhook his arms from around his frame. But he did so quickly when he felt uncomfortably warm, bringing his hands up quickly and stepping back, giving the human a wide smile, “Oh you know, normal things! You? You’re not supposed to be here, well hold on. I mean you’re usually not here this time of the year.”
“Oh what? I can’t surprise my favorite person?” Dipper swallowed down a teasing smile, turning on his heels with a sigh as he began to walk back from where he came from, “Alright, well I guess I’ll get going then, see how I’m welcomed here.”
“NO!!” Bill’s voice came out a bit too panicked and loud, Dipper almost stopped but continued walking. The cervitaur dug his hooves into the dirt before bolting forwards, lacing through the trees before swinging around in front of the other, stopping him in his tracks, “No, no don’t do that, don’t leave.”
Dipper swallowed a bit as he looked up to see an almost unnerving hunger in the other’s eyes, taking steps backwards as Bill took steps forwards, smiling at him, “And why shouldn’t I?”
“Be-cause,” he chewed the inside of his mouth as he thought quickly, “There’s~!!! Something I wanna show you come on!”
Bill quickly bolted around him, long nibble legs jumping along as he lead the way at random to this so called something before he was stopped, “Wait! Hold on you’re too fast!”
He watched over his shoulder as Dipper ran to catch up with him, his ears falling flat out of embarrassment before tensing when the human climbed onto his back, “R-right, right, right, right sorry, it’s this way, what I wanna show you. You…”
Dipper smiled happily and wrapped his arms around the other’s neck, enjoying the heat radiating off of him as he walked slowly through the tall grass as he moved into an opening. Bill didn’t even focus on his steps, instead all his mind could linger on was how close Dipper was. How his arms were around his neck and his chest up against his back, his legs draped over him, he swore he could feel his heartbeat against him. Suddenly he couldn’t take it anymore, bringing his hands up hastily and pushing at Dipper’s arms to get him to let him go, “O-oh would you- would you look at that, I was so caught up it completely slipped my mind that the thing I wanted to show you isn’t even there anymore! Hahahaa, woops, silly me!”
Dipper pulled his hands back, bringing them behind himself to lean back as he kicked his leg out, “Okay? Well, is there something else you wanna do then?”
“Oh God yes there is…” Bill whispered without thinking, praying that Dipper didn’t hear it as he quickly covered up the slip of his tongue, “Game! Let’s play a game! Let’s play good ol’ hide and seek! Sounds fun, right? I love that game so much. Alright, my memory is great and it’s your turn to count so off you go and I’ll hide, no cheating~!”
He helped Dipper off of him, smiling nervously at him. Dipper’s eyes narrowed up at him, trying to figure him out. But before he could truly get a look at him Bill was covering his eyes, “Alright~!! Here we go! Off I go! Start counting!”
Dipper sighed, closing his eyes and covering them with his own hands when the other pulled away, “One… Two… Three…”
Bill bolted quickly into the tree line, rushing between trees and their outstretched branches. He had just found a spot before he caught glimpse of his shadow, his antlers poking from beyond the tree and he growled loudly, moving on to find somewhere else to hide. He counted along in his head to get some sense of where Dipper was at as he scanned his surroundings, mind racing but also stopped in a loop of endless nonsense that didn’t even make sense like it normally would. Finally he rushed to lay down in a dried up water bed, trying to keep his breathing down.
Dipper had stopped counting if he was being honest, waiting till he felt like it was a decent enough time to yell on the top of his lungs, “Ready or not! Here I come!!”
Bill’s ears flickered as he caught sound, holding his breath still. Dipper looked around from where he stood, scanning the tall tree line before he quietly began to walk around, looking for the cervitaur everywhere. Behind every tree, every bush, hell he even ended up climbing a tree to see if he was crouching in the tall meadow grass. Scanning the ground to no avail.
Dipper’s feet hit the ground with a loud thud, sighing as he shouted, “Bill, I give up… I can’t find you. You’re too good at this game. Come on, come out, you win, let’s play another game!”
Bill didn’t speak up or anything, squeezing his eyes shut and fisted his fingers into his blonde hair as his ears strained to pick of the human’s voice, “Bill, come on… Please? Bill…”
Normally he would dart and turn the game into one of tag but he just couldn’t bring himself to stand up on his legs when he heard the other’s voice get louder and louder until directly above him. Dipper looked down at the buck, smiling to himself, “Found you! Never mind then! Okay, your turn.”
He stood proudly as he stared down, his smile dropping before he carefully maneuvered himself down next to Bill, crouching next to him as he placed his hand on his head, “Hey… Hey, what’s wrong? You’ve been acting weird this whole time, and I mean way weirder than usual. Weird in a way I’m not used to…”
Bill’s hand that wasn’t knotted in his hair pulled at one of his ears as he whined, “I hate this… I really do…”
“Losing? I was kidding, you totally win!” Dipper ruffled his hair and moved to pull him up, the cervitaur didn’t budge at all and continued to sulk, “Come on, you can go hide again.”
“No, not that, I don’t care about that,” Bill sighed, bringing his head up and looking pitifully off to the side, “I hate that you’re here…”
Dipper dropped him, folding his arms over his chest as he tightened his jaw, standing up as he tried to cover his voice with anger, “Well, fine. If you didn’t want to hang out with me you should have just said something! So sorry that I wanted to see you and all!”
Bill stared up at him with wide eyes, reaching his hand out to grab tightly at the human’s ankle, “No! Not what I meant, not what I meant at all! Fucking hell… I can’t even think straight, I hate this so much, I can’t think of words correctly. I wanna see you, I really do. I just… Don’t want you seeing me… Not right now, not like this.”
Dipper sat back down, allowing the other to wrap his arms tightly around his waist, digging his chin into the flesh of his leg. He brought one of his hands up to soothingly rub his fingertips over one of the other’s velvety ears, “Bill, can you just, what do you mean?”
“Dipper, I’m a damn fucking deer partly,” God, Bill hated admitting this even to himself, “And there are times, where that part makes itself annoyingly clear. It’s, fucking November, okay? Meaning I’m in this dumb fucking heat, meaning it’s fucking mating season and I am suffering… Suffering in my own chamber of fucking hormones and I fucking HATE IT!!”
Bill gritted his teeth angrily, growling his words as Dipper paused his actions to stare at the frustrated cervitaur, “Oh…”
“Yeah, just on big ol’ fucking ‘oh’.”
Dipper didn’t really know how to respond. He didn’t even know Bill went through heats, hell he didn’t even think about mating cycles of animals, well aside from humans that is. Trying to think of his own life experiences to understand how Bill felt, “How long does it last?”
“Weeks, but it feels like a fucking eternity…” Bill pouted and whined angrily, an embarrassed tint to his features.
So in short Bill was just acting strange because he was embarrassed over being horny? Dipper couldn’t help but snicker quietly. Trying to imagine how it’d feel to be in his situation and grimacing, he hated feeling overly hormonal even for an hour and not being able to do anything about it, he couldn’t fully imagine how Bill must feel.
He twisted his finger around a lock of blonde hair, biting his lip as he spoke quietly, “Do… I could help… Maybe… If you’d like…”
Bill stared wide eyed up at him as he snaked his arms off of him, pulling back to sit up straight, “Dipper…”
“Come on,” he smiled nervously at him, “I’m sincerely offering to help you out, how many times have you helped me out in somewhat similar situations.”
He laughed a bit before wrapping his arms around the cervitaur’s shoulders, pulling him down into a kiss. When Bill felt those lips against his he was reminded just how hard it was to think by himself and not with his dick, relaxing into the kiss before sighing through his nose and taking the lead into heating up their kiss. And Dipper was happy to allow it, craning his neck back to allow better access as he opened his mouth to happily accept the warm tongue that slipped through his parted lips. His mouth watered at the taste of the other man, swallowing around his tongue and receiving a loud huff against his cheek. He felt Bill bring one of his hands up to push at his chest to get him to lay back, his own hands unlatching from around him to reach behind himself. His fingers curled into the ground beneath him, the cool dirt and foliage. His eyes opened as he remembered where they were, pulling away with a growl from Bill.
“Wait, wait,” Dipper brought a hand up against the other’s chest, licking his upper lip subconsciously, “If. No, we’re gonna do this, but not outside… The house should be empty right now, we can… Go back there?”
“Come on,” Bill hunched over, lustful hunger prominent in his eyes as he licked his own lips, “We’ve fooled around before out here, what’s the problem?”
“I’m not losing my virginity outside!” Dipper pushed him back so he could stand up, dusting himself off, “Besides, I’m pretty sure you are in no way prepared to do something like this so just come on. I’m offering to help you, so the least you can do is comply with my own wishes.”
The only thing that Bill spoke was a blank, “You’re a virgin?”
Dipper carefully opened the front door, looking around before he asked loudly, “Hello? Stan? Ford? Mabel?”
He didn’t get a reply to any of the names he called out, and he sighed in a relief as he opened the door completely to allow Bill inside. Once he was he smiled widely, his tail flickering in excitement, “Oh, Pine Tree, I haven’t been to your house in a while~!!!! It still smells the same, do you still stay in the same room? Come on! I wanna see I wanna see~!!!”
It was Dipper being dragged up the stairs, not that he really expected anything less. Allowing himself to be tugged along by the other down the hallway till he reached the very last door, he would say he was surprised that Bill remembered which door it was but the other had an odd photographic memory that he didn’t even try to understand. Bill let go of his hand and squealed happily as he pranced into the room, knowing instantly whose bed was whose. Dipper couldn’t help but snort a laugh as he watched him look around as if it was his first time here, granted he didn’t really come over all that often. Only when nobody else was around. Dipper sat on the edge of his bed, kicking his shoes off and pulling his legs to join.
“Are you forgetting why we’re here?” Dipper spoke through a laugh.
Bill spun around to face the human, looking at him with a raise eyebrow, “Well, who knew you wanted me to fuck you so badly, aren’t you impatient.”
Dipper scoffed playfully, but before he could retort he felt a firm hand grip his jaw followed by both of their mouths slamming against each other in a feverish kiss. He leaned back a bit on his hands as he felt Bill push his free hand against his shoulder, bringing his front legs up to rest against the bed. Dipper unfolded his legs in plan to wrap them around the cervitaur but stopped before a small curiosity took over him. Hooking one leg around Bill as best he could he trailed his foot down the man’s undercarriage, all the way to between his hind legs before rubbing the arch of his foot in a gentle motion that got Bill huffing into the kiss. The way he gently rolled his hips down made Dipper a little bit more confident, bringing his foot up firmly and rocking it back and forth. Bill sighed happily into the kiss at the action, digging his fingertips into the other man’s shoulder before pulling back from the kiss completely. Dipper looked at him with a curious expression before his sweater was being hastily tugged off of him.
Instead of dipping down for another kiss, Bill pushed the man down onto the bed completely and leaned over him. His mouth coming in contact with his exposed shoulder and biting down into the skin. Dipper’s breath hitched. Dropping his leg and pulling the buck closer with the one still around him, tilting his head to the side as he felt those bites and kisses trail up his neck. Leaving dark marks in various sizes all over his skin, each contact send shivers down his spine that caused him to squeeze his eyes shut. Bill snaking an arm between the mattress and the human’s shoulders to pull him closer, his other hand sliding palm against his stomach downwards until-
“B-ill,” Dipper gasped when he felt a hand roughly palm him through his jeans, his face heating up as a red tint dusted his features.
The buck simply smiled and pressed a kiss to the other’s cheekbone, “You’re so cute, you know that?”
He didn’t say anything but instead he whined at both the comment and the way Bill’s fingertips walked up his jean’s zipper and over the button, slipping into the denim and under the waistband of his boxers. He hissed at the feeling of those long fingers wrapping around his quickly hardening arousal. Bucking his hips into the buck’s hand as he started to slowly pump his hand along the human’s shaft, licking his lips as he studied Dipper’s face and every sound that escaped his throat. Dipper’s fingers twisted into the sheets, allowing his head to fall back he hadn’t realized he gave Bill the perfect chance to lean in and suck at his Adam’s apple. Bill’s lips curled upwards even more at he could feel the mixture of a whine and moan that dripped from his human’s lips.
Bill pulled his hand out of Dipper’s jeans completely, hooking his fingers around both waistbands and tugging downwards, “Ready?”
“Wait, wait Bill hold on,” Dipper whipped his head up and pushed Bill back at his shoulders, watching him remove the rest of his clothing and leaving him feeling incredibly exposed in the cervitaur’s presence, he brought his legs up to his chest, “Um… Don’t we, you know… Have to prepare and all that…?”
Bill tilted his head to the side as his eyes narrowed in question, “What do you mean?”
“You know,” Dipper gestured downwards to himself, trying not to stumble over his words as best he could, “Like… Fingers and stuff… I mean, I’ve always read and seen that you’re supposed to, and I do it myself when I’m…”
“Aww, Sapling, who knew you were so n-“
Dipper cut him off with a quickly spoken command, “Could you just take off your shirt already? It’s not fair to me, Bill.”
His ears perked up at the flustered expression and tone in his human’s voice, straightening his back as he smile, unbuttoning the shirt he wore and tossing it to the floor with the other’s discarded clothes, “All you had to do was ask, little one~.”
“Do not call me that,” Dipper folded his arms over his chest defensively, and all he got was a laugh of adoration from the other, “What is so funny!?”
“You are~!” Bill leaned in and nuzzled the man’s neck, “You’re so flustered and embarrassed you’re getting all defensive, it’s adorable… But, back to the task at hand, what do you mean by fingers and all that?”
Dipper dropped his defensive tone and rigid actions, exhaling slowly trying to mask his nervous feelings, “So… Okay, go… Go into my closet and grab me my backpack…”
Bill raised a questioning eyebrow but did as he was told, taking clicking steps towards the closet and rummaging through the clothes before grabbing what he was asked to grab. Handing it over to the man as he himself sat down on the floor, tucking his legs underneath him and folded his arms on the edge of the bed, waiting for more instructions. Dipper swallowed as he grabbed the single bottle of lube, looking over and seeing wide golden eyes on him, watching his every move that made him even more nervous than what he already was.
“D-do… Do you wanna do this?”
Dipper swallowed and handed him the bottle, “You know… Okay, so just pour some of that onto your hand, fingers whatever.”
Bill hummed an okay and did so, pouring probably more than enough onto his fingers and palm. He closed the cap with a click and stayed focused on the slick liquid in his hand, rubbing his fingertips together in curiosity.
“So now you just, one finger at a time until three or so and we should be fine.”
God could this be any more embarrassing for him? Dipper buried his burning face into his palms, instead of actually guiding him more he just shyly opened his legs, praying that the other got what he was meaning by it. He could hear him stand up, feeling the bed dip as he crawled halfway onto it to reach where Dipper was, his back up against the wall. Never did he remove his hands away from his face though. His breath catching when he felt the other probe his entrance with a slick finger.
“So, just here right?” Bill’s voice was soft spoken, looking over at the man to see he was still covering his face. But Dipper nodded a yes at his question.
Carefully Bill pushed the first finger inside of the other, asking him what to do and Dipper quietly explaining, hoping he would catch on quickly. And he did. Wriggling his finger around for a while until he was told to add another, he did just that. Adding a second finger and listening to what Dipper told him to do, spreading his fingers apart in a scissoring motion to stretch out the human. Dipper’s breath was shaking, his toes curling slightly at the new feeling. Sure he had done this countless times to himself but it was entirely different when it was someone else doing it. Raising his hips slightly and pushing back against the other’s fingers. Without needing to be told Bill slipped a third finger to join the other two, curling and stretching them, flicking his wrist experimentally and getting a sudden moan from Dipper.
“Did that feel good?” he voice was soft in question, licking his lips as he shifted his own hips against the edge of the bed, carefully and gently rutting against it for some sort of friction that he craved.
Dipper nodded, “D-do that again…”
And Bill did, jutting his fingers up against the human’s sweet spot and getting another moan to fall from his lips. Each time that voice hit his ears it went straight down his spine into the pit of his stomach. Shakily sighing he pulled his fingers out, bracing himself on the bed as he leaned to kiss his human’s wrist, “Dipper… Can we? Please… I need you, so badly right now, come on, please?”
Dipper’s breath caught at the desperate tone in the other’s voice, nodding as he pulled his hands away from his face, “Yeah… Yeah, okay. Grab the bottle like before, and just… Put it on you, down… There…”
Bill stood back off the bed, allowing Dipper to crawl over to the edge. He stood nervously with a smile, “Could you, perhaps help me?”
It took Dipper a moment to understand what he had meant. Nervously biting his lip as he nodded. Sitting on the edge of the bed he grabbed the bottle and gestured for Bill to come over to him. He did, his front legs digging into the bed as he stood up with his hind planted firmly on the floor. Dipper poured the liquid into his palm and squeezed his eyes shut tightly, opening them and swallowing. He had never really seen Bill’s cock before, never really even thinking about it besides the occasional passing thoughts, turned into lingering ones late at night when he couldn’t sleep with his clothes sticking uncomfortably to his skin. It was longer than what he was expecting, bringing his hands up to the length and curiously running along it to get a feel for it as well as rub the slick substance from his hands along it. Bill sighed loudly in content, closing his eyes as he focused on the soft touches along his arousal.
“It’s gonna be easier for you, on your knees on the bed, alright?” Bill spoke to him, grabbing his attention as Dipper looked up at him and nodded.
Pulling his hands away he crawled back up onto the bed completely on his knees, facing the wall as he got on all fours. He swallowed nervously, the sheets bunching underneath his fingers. Waiting for Bill to ready himself, bracing his arms on the wall with his front legs on the bed on either side of the human’s frame, hooking slightly around his shoulders when he carefully pushed his hips forwards.
Bill dropped one of his hands down to brush the brunette’s hair back soothingly as he continued, “You’re doing great by the way.”
The soft praise made Dipper relax underneath him, dropping his head with a sigh and close his eyes. It felt like ages till the cervitaur had his hips flushed against his own, he felt the red color of his face creep down his neck as he felt as if Bill was all the way up to his navel, worrying his lip.
“Y-you, you can move,” Dipper whispered beneath him, “If-if you’d, if you want to, I’m alright.”
“Alright,” Bill brought his hand back up to pushed against the wall, bringing his hips back as he laughed a bit, “I’m not gonna be rough with you, Sapling, don’t worry. We can do that later if you want to though~.”
Dipper simply looked up at him with a pleading look, dropping his head again when the man winked at him with a smile. Bill’s front legs hooked around Dipper’s shoulders and pulled him back a bit as he snapped his hips forwards, Dipper gasping out at the feeling of the action. Bill had set a steady pace, clawing the wall as he had to keep reminding himself not to get too carried away, simply focusing on how the human felt around him as he thrusted his hips forwards. Dipper had taken to gasping beneath him at every jerk of his hips, balling the sheets as he would whine, mewling or moaning at the new feeling to him. The feeling of being actually fucked was, different in the most alluring way to him, it was nothing like a toy or his own fingers and just that thought alone of who it was, what it was making him feel as full as he was made him moan louder as a heat would shiver down his spine into the pit of his stomach, coiling tightly. His knees trembled every now and again as he would push himself back with his hands to meet the cervitaur’s thrusts, looking up at him with a whine when he saw Bill’s face flushed and smile down at him.
“Y-ou, fe-el great,” his voice was low and came out in heavy pants, pushing back his blonde sticking hair out of his face, “Yo-u know that? Fuc-king amazing.”
Oddly Dipper took those words to heart, bringing his head back down and dropping to brace himself as best he could on one elbow. Keeping his hips raised was a bit of a struggle but he had managed to do so. His free hand snaked down to his dripping need, wrapping his fingers around himself and jerking his hand in a sloppy uneven rhythm. The feeling of his orgasm was becoming more and more known with every harsh jerk of his hand and the man’s hips.
“BillBillBi-lll-aaAgh, fuckfuckfuck!” Dipper moaned loudly, not caring at all as he arched his hips back against Bill’s.
The buck laughed at the desperation in his human’s voice, “I’m, ri-ght here, not going, not going anywh-ere.”
Dipper didn’t even respond to him, too far gone to fully find his words to be able to speak them. Panting harshly through his mouth as he curled his toes, eyes squeezing shut and with the man’s name on his tongue echoing through the room he came, hard against the bed and in his hand. The feeling was ecstasy shooting up his spine and causing his entire body to tremble, it felt like it wasn’t going to stop but the moment it switched from being a pleasant feeling to a painful uncomfortable sensitivity he felt as if the pleasure only lasted a second.
He whined as the cerviatur continued to fuck him through his high, hearing Bill’s voice encourage him for a few more minutes had him nodding, swallowing nothing as his spit dripped down from his mouth, he didn’t care at this point truthfully about the noises he was making, the mess or anything. The only thing he cared about was Bill, and he was going to do his best to keep up with him despite the burning pain in his backside. Because he knew that just as he was helping Bill, the buck would help him out in turn after all this. Speaking of the man, his thrusts became shorter, less paced and rhythmic as he chased his climax. Dipper moaned a loud squeak when he felt Bill thrust into him. Hard. Jumping him forwards as he came deep inside of him. A laughed moaned breath fell from the cervitaur, holding Dipper back against him with his front legs.
After so many moments Dipper pushed the other’s legs from his shoulders, crawling out from underneath him and allowing Bill to flop down against the bed. He had a lopsided smile on his face as he looked over at the human.
“What…?” Dipper’s voice was soft and quiet, contrasting on how loud he was being just a little while ago.
Bill shook his head and laughed, pulling himself up onto the bed completely, his front legs tucked underneath him as his hind stuck out in a way that looked uncomfortable to Dipper, but Bill didn’t seem to mind at all. He leaned closer to him, pressing his forehead to his cheek, “I love you, Pine Tree.”
“I love you too,” he closed his eyes as Bill pressed kisses to his jawline. Soft ones that he melted into before he felt him reach the patch just below his ear and suckle a dark patch, “Bill, what are you doing?”
Bill didn’t answer him. Flicking his tongue across sweat damp skin, he pressed his hand to the inner side of Dipper’s thigh. Moving closer before pulling back to lick his lips, “Come on, once more…. Please? Just one more time…”
Dipper stared at him wide eyed for a moment, swallowing as he pushed his hair back out of his own face, “I... I guess we can…”
And that was all Bill needed before pouncing him back against the bed with a loud laugh, Dipper squealing before his mouth was covered in a heated sloppy kiss, swallowing down every sound he made that escaped his throat.
One more time my ass! That’s all Bill kept whining, Dipper had given in each time. Whether he was actually getting fucked by Bill or simply helping him get off with his hand, until he finally said no. Bill whined and huffed grumpily but didn’t pry any more. He couldn’t truly be upset when the human had just helped him cum one right after another.
The two laid in Dipper’s bed, Dipper on his back while Bill had his chin resting on his chest. His arms locked around him as they dozed off for a little while. It wasn’t even half an hour after they had finally stopped that Dipper faintly heard the door open, though he didn’t fully register it at all. Bill’s ears flickering nonchalantly at the sound of approaching footsteps and paid no mind to them at all. Just as Dipper finally realized that someone was home the door to their bedroom swung wide open.
Dipper quickly shot up in bed, fumbling with the blanket as he squealed in embarrassment as he tried to cover himself up. Mabel stood in the door way with a smile, not fully registering what exactly was going on.
“Sorry bro, was I interrupting a nap?” She laughed a little as she took two steps into the room, finally noticing the antlered man in bed with her sibling, “Dipper, who-“ She looked back over to Dipper, eyes widening when she saw the way his hair was disheveled and his neck littered in bite marks, looking over to the floor to see the scattered clothing there, realization set in as she turned on her heels and bolted, “Never mind! Sorry bro! I’ll be back home later it wasn’t important!!!”
“sHIT!! Wait!” Dipper quickly shuffled out of his bed, regretting his actions instantly. He wasn’t sure what to focus on, the shooting pain up his spine or the uncomfortable feeling of the other’s mess dripping down his legs at the sudden shift of gravity, shuddering as the cool air caught his legs.
Bill’s eyes narrowed, grabbing a pillow and burying his mouth into it as he stared the man up and down hungrily, “Dipper…”
He looked over at him, knowing that look all too well now and quickly speaking, “No! Not right now, later! I already, we already- FUCK!!”
Bill whined childishly as Dipper grabbed his own clothes, pulling the sweater of his head, “But Dip~per~!! Come on~!! Please, one more time~?”
“Not right now! Oh my God I need to go find Mabel, oh my God why me…” he grabbed one of his shirts from the laundry in the corner to wipe down his legs with.
“She said she’d be back later, so deal with it later~,” Bill wiggled his tail, trying to coax the human back into the bed with him, “Come on, what about me~? What about now?”
Dipper tugged his jeans up his legs and buttoned them, raking his fingers through his hair as he stopped at the bedroom door, “No, later is when I’m dealing with you.”
And with that he was out in the hall, rolling his eyes as he heard Bill’s voice, already able to imagine the wiggle of his hips and that smile accompanied with a giggle, “Oooh~, please do~! I can't wait, Sweetheart~!!”