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Hi guys *yawn* it is 12 o'clock at night, I just finished watching The Hobbit, and I am extremely tired. What better time to write a chapter?
I just wanted to warn you before you read that this chapter contains some LEMON. (Not that much though and definetely not that intense, like no detail at all but yoh can still imagine what happened if you know what I mean...*winks*) If you DO NOT LIKE LEMON THEN DO NOT READ. There are important parts though, so if you are not reading/skipping this part please do skim through the last couple pages for the important parts.
I apologize for how horrible this part will probably be, for 1) it is literally the middle of the night and I am half asleep and 2) I don't usually write this kind of stuff. So please don't judge me ahhh *hides*
Thanks again!
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It was about two or three days after your eighteenth birthday. Stan's gift to you had been a few days off of work, and today was your last day off, so you wanted to make the most of it. Wendy had invited you to go shopping with her so you did and bought a few things. You weren't aware of how much time flew when you were out having fun with your friend until you glanced outside and the sun was setting. Wendy offered you a ride home and you immediately took her up on the offer.

"Have fun," Wendy smiled as she dropped you off in front of your apartment building. "Thanks," you replied and headed inside, hearing the sound of Wendy's car driving away. You scaled all three staircases and finally fished your keys out of your f/c purse before pushing the door open. You gasped in surprise as you felt arms wrap around your waist and drag you away from the now closed and locked front door. "Bill," you half-laughed as he messed up your h/c hair, "what's up?"

"Where were you?" He said, obvious anger radiating from his tone. "I was out with Wendy," you replied cautiously as he kept hugging you close, kissing your neck. "Not with Pine Tree?" Bill asked, almost rolling his eyes. Why would he think you were on a date with Dipper? Apparently Bill got jealous really easily! "No I wasn't," you excalimed and next thing you knew the two of you were making out. Bill ran his tongue across your bottom lip once, breaking the kiss, making you let out a slight moan, then scooped you up and carried you bridal-style down the hall to your bedroom.

"I don't love Dipper," you assured him, running your fingers through his hair. You were now laying on your bed on top of the blankets. He was above you and continued kissing you deeply. Honestly you didn't know what to think. You wanted this. Right? "Who do you love then?" He frowned, and broke away for just a moment to take off the black t-shirt he had been wearing. Did he really need to ask? "I love you," you breathed, "I've told you a million times." He grabbed your arm and held it above your head, and you noticed black markings down his forearm all the way down to his wrist. Tattoos. They looked like old symbols from some mythological language you didn't understand. They were hot though. Very hot. "Thanks," Bill said, exhaling. You blushed and shot a glare at him. "Stop reading my mind," you said, but found yourself not really taking it seriously. You didn't really mind him peeking into your thoughts, you had become almost accustomed to it. Through it all you spotted more black tattoos on his back, a circle with a triangle resembling himself in the center and one of an eye on his neck. "Y/n," Bill finally said after pulling your t-shirt over your head. You were blushing like crazy but let him run a hand across your stomach and more. "Yeah?" you asked, eyes fluttering closed for a moment as he placed a quick kiss on your lips. "I love you no matter what, okay?" You opened your eyes to see him staring into them intently. Everything had stopped, the two of you were just laying there, completely naked. His black eyepatch seemed to intimidate you, which never had happened before. "Um, okay," you said softly, hearing your voice shake. With one last long and deep kiss you started to feel a tug behind your neck. It was strange. It wasn't your shirt, that was already off, it wasn't your hair, you had it up in a ponytail. Unless...

You felt a kind of painful tug at the top of your spine and neck and then something coming off into Bill's hand. You were wide-eyed as he held the citrine stone necklace in his hands. With a single half-hearted wink Bill Cipher disappeared, stone necklace in his palm. The silence was back, the warmth was gone. He was gone, and he had gotten what he wanted. All you could do was sit there in shock, mouth hanging open, wondering why.

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