THIS IS PART 2 OF FRIENDLY HELP CAUSE IT SEEMED LIKE ALOT OF YOU REALLY LIKED THAT ONE AND WANTED A CONTINUATION

I had a mental breakdown last night so I'm just gonna vibe and try to write this

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Third Person POV

Bill was still fairly frustrated with how Dipper left him a few days ago. Since then he's been giving Dipper the silent treatment. As if that would help, that honestly just made it worse. He sighed as he laid on the bed waiting for the younger man to get back for his daily activities.

He rolled into his stomach and hugged the pillow Dipper uses every night. He just wanted attention, this was killing him. He was so drained that he started to doze off there on the bed.

Meanwhile Dipper was walking through the woods alone. Hoping to find something new and strange. Ever since Bill calmed down, not a lot has been happening in the oh so weird gravity falls. He pulled his bag off his back and shoved his book in it. He was so frustrated. Bill wouldn't talk to him and now he was struggling to find things to write about.

Dipper took a small break to cool down. He laid in the cool grass of a clearing in the woods. He was so relaxed that he couldn't feel all the eyes on him. It wasn't until a strange atmosphere settled that he even realized something was wrong. He quickly sat up and started running. Whatever was following him was gaining rather quickly.

He ran. The adrenaline pumping as he could see the trees thinning and the mystery shack coming into view. He didn't stop at the edge of the clearing to see what he was running from. He booked it all the way inside, up the stairs, and into his room. He was finally safe. His heart raced as he pushed his back against the door.

He was incredibly tired at this point. He looked over at his bed to see a tall, tan man sleeping. He sighed as he walked over and crouched down by the bed. "You're cute when you fake sleep." He chuckled as the mans eyes snapped open. "HOW?" He yelped. Dipper laughed and stood up turning to look at the notes plastered on his wall, "Bill, you are a dream demon. I've never seen you actually sleep. And I'm not stupid."

Bill huffed and sat up with his arms crossed. He sat with his back against the wall sulking. Dipper turned back around pulling his shirt off. Bill looked surprised, "What are you doing?" Once Dippers shirt was pulled off he looked at Bill with a cynical look. "Bill I am actually tired so I'm going to take a nap. You are free to stay or leave."

So bill left.

(Just kidding guys that was a late April fools joke,,,,)

Bill smirked at Dipper and he walked towards the door. "Well I guess I'll leave then." Dipper grunted as he flopped onto the bed and started to doze off immediately. Once Dipper was out, Bill walked back to the bed.

The tan man ran his fingers up the boys leg slowly. Tracking up and up onto his ass, then his lower back, then his shoulder blades. Slowly but surely his hand made its way to the boys hair. The mop of brown was soft to the touch. He tangled his fingers into it and had to resist the urge to pull. This is a game after all, a game of his revenge on the naive boy.

He removed his hand from the soft brown hair and with a quick snap Dipper was laying on his back restricted with no visible restraints. The man looked down on him and admired his masterpiece before crawling over the younger and pulling him into a kiss. A needy kiss, just the kiss alone brought Dipper out of his light sleep. He hummed but didn't complain or struggle at the situation he was in. He was just as pent up as Bill (if not more) from the recent events.

Once the tan demon pulled away and straddled the younger, Dipper smiled and with a chuckle muttered, "Well damn maybe I should tease you more often if this is where it gets me." Bill laughed at the foolishness of the clueless boy who hadn't quite realized the demons wicked plans. He could feel Dippers "dipstick" poking his ass, he knew it wouldn't take much to turn on his lover.

Bill began to kiss dippers neck and chest going downward towards the stiff tent that had already formed from anticipation. Let's see if he can get off on humiliation. Bill chuckled inwardly at his amazing game. He got to the waist of Dippers pajama pants and bit them, pulling them down along with his boxers. This is where it gets fun. Bill started to give the impression that he would service the younger male with a blowjob, instead he kissed the head of his lovers member and left the room without another word.

Dipper payed on the bed in utter shock. He was stuck to the bed, with his dick out. Maybe teasing Bill wasn't a good idea?