This is not mine story DID NOT WRITE this don't read if yo don't like boy x boy smut if you don't like boy x boy stuff why are you evening reading this book
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Dipper Pines, age 21 (as of today), woke up feeling light headed. Since he was back in Gravity Falls once again, he thought that was normal. He was in the same attic he had been in almost 9 years ago. Dipper still wore a plain blue shirt, plain blue sorts, and a red vet. Occasionally, he wouldn't wear his Pine Tree hat, but most times he did.

Over the years he spent in Gravity Falls, yes he never went home, Dipper's discovered interesting facts about the town, and himself. Him, along with the town itself, had secrets which were uncovered all by the one and only, Dipper. For one thing, the young adult found out his sexuality. He once kissed Wendy, his supposed love of his life, on his 15th birthday, but felt nothing whatsoever. He stayed calm that day, thanked Wendy, and went home to confide in his sister, who explained alot to him. After finding Grunkle Stanly long lost brother, Dipper and Mable found out secrets about the town, the world, and even more interesting, their Grunkle. It was a slap in the face at first, but the twins took it like adults, and handled it well. They dealt with Bill, Gideon, and everyone other bad guy they could find, until the bad guys just gave up. Thanks to the twins the town was now normal. Well more normal than it used to be.

But, back to the present, Dipper glanced at the clock on his night stand and found it was 12:48 a.m., which meant it was tomorrow! It was officially their birthday. He smiled, then looked at his sleeping sister. "Mabel!'' he whispered quietly. No response. "Mabel! It's our birthday! Wake up!'' he whispered/yelled this time. Still nothing. Dipper groaned, then plopped back down on his bed, sighing.

What's good about your birthday of you can't do anything? It's no fun! Dipper thought.

''You know, Pine Tree, I could make it more fun, if you want.''

Dipper jumped out of his skin and looked over, breathlessly. He expected to see a smiling triangle, but instead he got a figure. Dipper couldn't quite make out who he was, since it was dark, but he knew that mischievous voice and annoying nickname.

"Want to see me, do you, kid? Well, here you are!'' Bill -or whoever it was, that sounded like exactly like Bill- snapped his fingers, and a light of nothingness appeared, shining on him. The young adult gasps; Bill's... human!

The demon's skin was tanned just a little and he had on eye covered with a black eye patch. Wait was that... eye liner? Dipper decided not to worry about it. The eye that was uncovered was golden like a cat's and the pupil inside it was a very dark black. His hair was a very sexy -wait, what?- blonde and it kind of shined. The pyramid man's attire was a white dress shirt and a long, yellow jacket which stretched down to his legs, which were covered by long, endless black pants. Dipper starred for a while, not knowing what to do. Since discovering his sexuality, it wasn't a surprise to him that he found the demon highly attractive. The already risen blush on his cheeks deepened when he studied the demon closer. Was he... smiling?

"Like what you see, eh, Pine Tree?'' said a certain smug demon. Dipper stuttered, avoiding his dominant gaze. "Like hell! What in the world are you doing here!?'' Dipper yelled, getting up from his bed, backing away from Bill. "No reason. Just watching you sleep. Like always.'' said the demon, very relaxed. Dipper freaked. He watches me? What a creep!

Bill 'tsked' him. "Watch your language, mister. Don't forget, you're talking to the all might Bill Cipher. Do I need to remind you, kid?'' Bill smirked, which made the young adult gulp. "Do I need to show you how dominate I am? Because I'd be more than happy to, Dipper.'' Dipper blushed hotly, flailing his arms around. "No! Absolutely not, get the hell out of here!'' Dipper screamed, pointing toward the window. "Jeez, shut it, kid. Don't wake up your sister!'' Bill inquired, softly, now suddenly whispering. Dipper looked back at Mabel, who was stirring slightly. Sighing loudly, he looked back at the smirking pyramid triangle- now man. "What do you want? And why are you watching me sleep? And how the hell did you get that body?!'' He said, sitting back down on his bed, very cautious to where Bill was.

"Well...'' Bill started, sitting up and snapping his fingers. A second later, his hat appeared, floating at least two inches above his head, his cane appeared, too, and as well as a pair of glasses, which hung off the tip of his nose. Dipper starred (again) for a while and suddenly his thoughts became dry and forgetful. Bill, he had to admit, looked incredibly sexy like this.

"Oh you think so? I'm flattered, Pine Tree, but let us tend to your questions, shall we?'' Bill said, smiling brightly at Dipper's dumbstruck -but cute- face. "W-what? How did you-?'' ''I can still read minds, kid. I am still a magical being, trust me on this one.'' Cipher said, smirking at blushing Dipper. "Whatever, can we just move on?''

"What's the magic word?'' the demon pushed, smiling innocently. Dipper fumed, his cheeks ablaze. "BILL!'' he screamed, hating this demon's unnecessary -but sexy- foreplay. There was stir from Mabel in the back ground, which made them pause. "No... Candy Man... you... you have to ask first...'' she said in her sleep. Bill and Dipper looked at each other, waiting until they heard Mabel's snoring again, then sighed together. Dipper thought of something.

"You didn't answer my questions. Answer them. Now.'' Dipper said, his voice deepening. Bill shuddered just a little but kept his focus. "Well... I'm here because I was bored. And well, I always watch you sleep, so I thought: 'Why don't I stop by to see my favorite meat bag?' so I stopped here. I want nothing at all, Pine Tree. Just wanted to see you.'' Dipper blushed at the comment. He's never had a boyfriend, let alone a crush on another boy, so he couldn't take all these compliments! "I watch you sleep because it's very interesting. You seem to dream about some very interesting things.'' Bill smirked, remembering the time he watched Dipper moan helplessly in his sleep, whispering Bill's name over and over again It was quite a nice night for him; to know someone you like thinks about you like that.

Dipper gave the demon a weird look. What's he talking about? Dipper thought for a while then remembered a certain dream he had only recently. His blood ran cold. No, no way. He didn't see that. I made sure I was alone.

"Nope, kid! I saw every little sexy thing you did that night! Crying out my name and all! It was hilarious! I still remember; 'Bill! Oh, Bill! Please! Touch me!''' Bill said, mimicking Dipper's pleading voice. Bill burst out laughing, grabbing his waist and wiping his tears. Dipper was starting to really hate the demon in front of him. For one, he's a total stalker- ''Am not!'' Bill protested, then continued laughing- and he knows Dipper's voice to well. Which scares Dipper extremely.

Bill sighed, wiping the last of his tears. "Well kid, being around you everywhere you go at all times, I'd say I can pick up a few things. Now, for your last question, I personally made this body. So don't go screaming away like the little girl you are, because- surprise surprise!- I didn't kill anyone! It was personally made just for me! Isn't it nice?'' Dipper shrugged. It's extremely hot, if I was being honest with myself. Dipper thought, regrettingly. "Heard that, kid! Man, don't you humans learn?''

Dipper scowled, ''Damn you!'' Dipper whispered. Bill smiled and snapped his fingers, creating a flash in Dipper's eyes. They were now surrounded by gray and nothing else. Dipper groaned. The Mindscape. Great. Just great! "Isn't it! Oh, look at all the gray! It's-"

"Bill, why did you really cone here?'' Dipper asked, quietly, looking at the demon seriously. Said demon, avoided his gaze, furrowing his brows. "I-I told you already kid. To watch you sleep, of course. No other re-" he was cut off.

"You're lying. What do you want, seriously?'' Bill sighed, hiding his eyes behind his hair, gripping his cane tighter than usual. Guess it's time to tell him... You knew this day would come, right? Just get it over with. Taking another deep breath, he looked up swiftly, pulled his cane at Dipper's neck and pulled the young adult closer to him until they were face to face. Dipper's uncertain gaze met a very surprisingly serious one. Their faces were close, extremely close. It close enough to where if there were a sudden tap on the shoulder, they could kiss. Bill smiled, seeing his Pine Tree's flushed face. Then said the words:

"I came to make you mine.'' Then, he forced their lips together, surprising the hell out of Dipper. His eyes were wide, his mouth closed, as if he were refusing to let Bill kiss him. But their lips together so it was already a kiss... right? More importantly, why didn't Dipper push away yet? Sure the cane was pushing him against Bill and somehow Bill had caught his hands, but he was the man of mystery! He could get out of this!

No, you can't, Pine Tree. He heard someone say in the very depths of his mind. Bill...? Dipper thought, looking at the demon's face for answers. He found none.

Who else, kid? was the witty remake. Dipper grumbled in the kiss, while the demon laughed softly, and loosening the hard grip on his cane and Dipper's hands. Why are you fighting a losing battle? It's no point, just give in already, Pine Tree.

Dipper wanted to protest, so he opened his mouth to speak. Wrong move, kid. Bill took this opportunity to slip his tongue into his unsuspecting mouth, making Dipper close his eyes, and moan at the surprise muscle moving around in his mouth.

Giving in? He heard Bill's laugh. Dipper had had enough. He was sick of Bill's teasing. He was a grown man! So, almost forcefully, Dipper pushed his tongue at the other's, surprising him. Bill, you talk to much. You need to know when to shut the hell up.

Bill moaned at Dipper's sudden dominance and let go of the came he was slipping from and clung to him, like a child would to his mother during a storm. Soon, Dipper stopped fighting, kissing the human/demon passionately. It was dual; a game of tug of war, both fighting desperately to top the other. Dipper won the most, with the occasional groan of disapproval from Bill, but nonetheless, he continued to kiss the boy senseless. Bill snapped his fingers, making another flash, and snapping them out of the Mindscape. Dipper tugged on Bill, forcing him down on the bed, making them fall on top of each other. Neither cared, they just continued kissing.

Dipped groaned helplessly into the kiss. Bill, unlike his name and demeanor would imply, is quite intoxicating. Everything about him was truly fascinating. The way the demon moaned was beautiful and the way he hands had found themselves into Dipper's hair was truly ridiculously hot. Dipper didn't know how much more of this beautiful torture he could go through. The more they kissed, the more questions appeared in his mind.

Was he supposed to do something? Did Bill want him to make the first move? Was he the seme in this? Matter a fact, what was this? What had Dipper gotten himself into? Were they about to have sex? Just as Dipper was about to stop, he felt fingers dig into his scalp and a certain voice in his head.

Kid, oh my God, just take me already. Your thoughts are messing up the mood. Hurry up... please. Dipper paused in his brain and stopped kissing Bill. He thought for a while, earning disapproving grunts from Bill, who was whimpering like a cat in heat.

There was sudden silence. Pine Tree? said an uneasy Bill, his eyes still closed. Dipper gulped inside his mind. Take him? Did that mean what he thought he meant? Bill Cipher, an all powerful demon, wanted Dipper Pines, one of the mystery tins, to take him. When does that ever happen?

Bill pulled away from Dipper's lips, flushed and angry. "Oh, shut up! I was just in the spur of the moment! Like hell I'd-'' Bill yelled, his arms still wrapped around Dipper's neck, hand still in his hair. Dipper smiled then leaned down into the demon's ear, whispering: ''But... didn't you say you came to make me yours? I haven't forgotten, Bill. But it seems you have. Would you like me to help you remember?''

Bill blushed. He never felt so embarrassed in his life! "Shut up, kid! When the hell did you become so cocky and smart ass!?'' the sudden yell woke up Mabel, whom Bill and Dipper absentmindedly forgot about. The older twin sat up lazily and wiped her eyes with her left hand, looking at her brother. Said brother was blushing from embarrassment so was the figure below him, both of them looking at the suddenly awaken sister. Though Mabel was awake, her eyes weren't. She, of course, saw Dipper above someone, blushing like crazy. But she couldn't tell whom the figure was below Dipper.

"D-Dipper? Who's that?'' she asked, sluggishly. Dipper stuttered, seeming to not find his words. "It's... uhhh... n-no one... I think...'' he said half heartedly. Mabel sighed, her eyes still refusing to make out the current picture here. Then she got an idea.

"Is it the Candy Man?'' said the naïve sister. Bill was about to protest, when a sudden hand cover his mouth. A hand that belong to none other than his Pine Tree. "Yeah! Yep, it's Candy Man all right! He was just being selfish and wouldn't give any candy so I pinned him down.'' Dipper said, ignoring the tongue that was on his hand. He was shuddering in his brain, damning the perverted demon. "Oh.'' Mabel sighed sleepily and laid back down. "Make sure you get me some, Dipstick. G'night.'' then she drifted back to sleep. Before Dipper removed his hand, though, he made sure she was really asleep. Once he heard snoring again, he removed his hand and sat down on Bill's lap, wiping the spit off of his hand. Bill sat up, feeling the weight in his thighs.

"You're not exactly light, you know that right?'' said the demon. Dipper shrugged, dismissing him. "This is what you get for licking my hand, you weirdo. Why'd you do that anyway? It's gross!'' ''For fun. And to make you squirm. Either way, it was out of annoyance and playfulness. Now!'' Bill grasped Dipper's shoulders, forcing him to look at the demon, who had a serious face on. "Let's finish what we started!''

Once the words left Bill's lip, he crushed said lips to Dipper's, surprising the young adult. He still reacted though, placing his arms around the demon and pushing their lips together. Though he was excited about having Bill under him, quivering and begging for release-

"Woah, woah, woah!'' Bill exclaimed, breaking contact. "Who the hell said I'm the bottom! That never happens, and it sure isn't happening now! Pine Tree is the uke!'' he stated, pouting. Dipper frowned and glared. "Why am I the uke? I don't want to be the uke!" he argued. Both frowned, glaring at the other. Bill pushed up his glasses, deciding to take them off, and then he sat them in the nightstand. Dipper made a confused face as he saw the demon's uncovered eye darken. He looked deeply into Bill's eye, which was showing no emotion but lust.

And that scared Dipper.

"Kid,'' Bill breathed out, loving the way Pine Tree shuddered. "I am never the receiver in situations like so. So either I show you the time of your life on your birthday...'' Dipper thought for a while, then listened to the option. "Or, I can leave you hear, alone. Chose is yours, kid. I can wait.'' he sudden snapped, gray now surrounding them. The Mindscape. "We got all the time in the world.''

Dipper thought for a while. It wouldn't be so bad if he was in the receiving side for the first time, right? "No, kid, it wouldn't.'' said a stalker, mind reading Bill. "Ugh, stop reading my thoughts! It's annoying!'' Dipper yelled, which he could finally do since he was in the Mindscape, having no fear of who heard. "Fine, fine. Decided yet?'' the demon inquired. Dipper blushed, yet nodded. Bill smiled evilly. "What'll it be, kid?'' He pushed, though he knew exactly what his Pine Tree wanted. He saw all his thoughts and they were all what he wanted them to be. Him.

"I-I... umm... I d-don't want you to l-l-leave...'' Dipper whispered shyly, lowering his gaze, refusing to look a smirking, pleased demon before him, who had lust written all over him. Bill sighed happily. It wasn't the exact words he wanted to hear, but it was good enough, he noted. He smiled at this boy before him, the grasped his shoulders, making him look up and continued to kiss him mercilessly. Dipper moaned and latched his arms around the demon, pulling his weight against his.

With a snap of his unnoticeable fingers, Bill smirked as he heard a small yelp of surprise from the one under him. Dipper sudden felt bare around where he wasn't supposed to be. He could hear Bill's laugh and he knew they was no taking it back now. He couldn't speak; Bill's lips wouldn't move from his, so he decided to scowl Bill in his mind.

You striped me?! What is wrong with you? Pervert! Dipper thought, angrily. It was gonna happen sometime kid. Just accept it. Like you told me: 'You need to learn how to shut up'.

Dipper regretted his words the minute Bill repeated them. Damn you! I hate you! Oh, that's not nice Pine Tree. I hold leave here for saying such things. It's your birthday too. Being left alone on your birthday... sad.

Dipper gasped in Bill's mouth as said demon toyed with his erect nipples, swallowing every gasp and shaky moan. Their tongues were now in combat, neither winning, unlike earlier. Both hands worked in Dipper's nipples, playing with them and squeezing them tightly.

The young adult pulled back, eyes still closed, breathing heavily. He let out a shaky moan as he felt Bill's tongue run across his chest, biting down at his nipples, then torturing him by guiding the same tongue downward towards his obvious erection in his briefs. Dipper continued to moan, thrashing his hips around, trying to create some type of friction in his now very tight underwear.

"B-Bill...'' he whispered slowly. Bill nearly came in his pants hearing his name come out of those quivering lips. He composed himself and dip his tongue once more into the boy's navel, earning a loud, breathy gasp from Dipper. He was absolutely panting now, his body screaming for Bill's touch.

Somehow, while Dipper was in the depths of his mind, Bill managed to take his underwear off, without him noticing. The demon back away, taking in the sight before him. This is how he wanted to see Dipper: laid on a bed, naked, blushing, covered in his marks, and hard to the boot. No one else was going to see his Pine Tree like this. No one.

Bill leaned down, placing a quick peck on Dipper's lips, then biting his neck, earning a scream of his name. "No one else will make you scream like that, okay Pine Tree? No one. And I mean that.'' said Bill, his breathing on Dipper's neck cashing the boy to shudder. When hearing no response, he bit hard in the exposed neck and grabbed at the weeping member, pulling at it, hearing a call of his name in return and feeling a nails dig into his back.

"Say it, Pine Tree. Say who you belong to,'' he ordered. Dipper moaned, feeling the painful but enjoyable heat go through his body. "Who do you belong to, Pine Tree? Tell me, or I'll stop.'' The young adult's eyes flashed open, starring down at Bill, who was still marking up his neck. "B-Bill... I-I belong to Bill Cipher...'' he finally chocked out, all of his pride flying out the window. Bill growled and latched his lips against Dipper's