In honor of April Fool's day (which I'm horribly late to), I decided to write a chapter of something that I never thought I do because I believe I totally suck at writing- SMUT! So, if you're not into this stuff or it makes you uncomfortable, I suggest just skipping this chapter. If you're one of my readers who told me to write smut, then congratulations, it happened!

PS- I'm sorry if this totally sucks

PPS- this is the first time Bill and Dipper had sex, meaning when they completed the bond
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Bill pushed Dipper backwards to the bed, kissing him and grabbing at Dipper's shirt. Dipper had his arms wrapped around Bill's neck, pulling himself closer until their chests were touching. Dipper's legs hit the footboard of Bill's bed, and he fell backward, hitting the soft mattress.

Bill pulled away, his face flushed and his eyes burning with passion and lust. "This is the last time I'll ask, Mason- do you really want me to do this?"

Dipper nodded. "Yes." No hesitation. Bill throbbed.

"Are you sure? Because as soon as we start, there's no going back- we have to finish and complete the bond."

"I'm sure. I've never been so sure of anything in my life."

Bill but his lip. "Oh, that's hot." He looked Dipper up and down. He looked small but powerful, radiating heat. Bill leaned down, placing his hands on either side of Dipper's head.. "I need you to listen to me, and do whatever I say, okay? When we do this in the future, you can have the lead, but today, I'm the one who's on top. You will be a compliant bottom, and do everything I tell you to do."

Dipper nodded. "Okay."

"Good." He grabbed Dipper's hands, bringing them up to his jacket. "Take it off of me. The jacket and the shirt."

Dipper quickly began unbuttoning them both, tossing them both aside once they were off. Bill took Dipper's hat off and threw it aside, as well. He brushed at Dipper's hair, showing the birthmark. He leaned down and kissed it before kissing Dipper's lips, slowly sitting them both upright.

He pulled away after a long moment. "Take your shirt off. Slowly." Bill smirked, leaning in to whisper in Dipper's ear. "Make me squirm."

Dipper bit his lip before doing as he was told. He sat back and slowly slid the shirt off of his torso. Bill stared, watching pale skin slowly unveil from the red fabric. He bit his lip, clenching and unclenching his hands, until the shirt was off. He then tackled Dipper backwards again and kissed his neck. Dipper let out a gasp, which then led to a quiet moan ad Bill moved downward, moving his lips over Dipper's chest and stomach, stopping at the hem of his shorts.

Bill looked up at Dipper and smiled to himself as he noticed Dipper breathing quickly with his eyes closed. Bill moved up Dipper's body, stopping when they were face-to-face. "You doing okay?"

Dipper opened his eyes. "Uhm. Maybe."

Bill grinned. "It's okay not to be. I know I'm a little much."

Dipper grinned back. "No. It's just right. I'm just..."

"Nervous? Excited?"

"Both."

Bill rested one hand against Dipper's cheek. "It's okay. I am, too. I won't do anything you don't want me to, though. Do you believe me?"

Dipper nodded. "Yes."

"Good. I need to trust you to tell me when it gets to be too much. Can you do that for me?"

"Yes."

"I don't want to make you uncomfortable, Mason. I need you to know that."

"I do know that."

"Am I okay to continue?"

"Please."

Bill smirked, leaning down to whisper in Dipper's ear again. "Beg for me some more."

Dipper groaned slightly. "Please, Bill. Please keep going. I'm begging you."

"Well, since you asked so nicely." He bit Dipper's earlobe and pulled. Dipper moaned, balling his hands into fists.

Bill grabbed Dipper's wrists as he slowly sat himself on Dipper's lap. He moved Dipper's arms, pinning them over his head, then held them both with one hand and placing his forearm next to Dipper's side to lean down. He slowly started to grind himself against Dipper, who moaned again, tilting his head back with his eyes closed. He felt Dipper throb through too many layers of fabric. Bill kissed Dipper's neck over and over again, letting Dipper vocalize.

Eventually, Bill slowed his movements, letting go of Dipper's wrists. Dipper opened his eyes, about to ask why, until Bill kissed him briefly. "Mason, listen to me. This next part is going to be scary, and it's going to hurt. This is where I need to trust you to let me know if it gets too much." He looked in Dipper's eyes. "I mean it. You need to tell me when to stop. Don't force yourself to keep going because you think I'm enjoying it. If you need to stop, you have to let me know."

Dipper nodded. "I will, Bill. I swear I'll tell you."

Bill looked Dipper over. His eyes were burning. His face was flushed. His lips were plump. He was breathing heavily. His fists were still clenched above his head. Bill knew that Dipper wanted this. He knew Dipper wouldn't ask him to stop, no matter how painful it is. He'd want to keep going until they were both finished.

Dipper took the opportunity to look Bill over, as well. His eyes were filled with desire as he looked at Dipper. He was biting his lip, holding himself back for the time being. At the moment, he looked powerful and strong, which was a massive difference from the small and vulnerable Bill he had come to fall in love with over the past few days.

Dipper couldn't help it- a few tears leaked down his face. Bill looked stricken, wiping them away with his thumb. "Mason? What's wrong?"

Dipper shook his head, smiling. "Nothing's wrong. It's just..." He sniffed, trying to think of the words. "There's no other way of putting it- you're beautiful."

Bill smiled. "You're not too bad yourself."

"I mean it, Bill. You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my life. I can't-" A few more tears fell down Dipper's cheeks. "I can't believe we ever got this far. I'm nothing compared to you, but you make me feel like the most important person in the world. I love you, so much."

Bill wiped Dipper's cheeks. "I love you, too, Mason." He leaned down and kissed him, letting the moment last. When he knew Dipper had calmed down, he pulled away. "Are you okay now?"

Dipper nodded. "Keep going."

"Are you sure-"

"Keep going, Bill. Do it."

Bill took a deep breath before taking Dipper's hands, bringing them down to the button on Bill's jeans. "Take them off. Explore all you want, but get them off of me."

Dipper complied, popping the button and unzipping Bill's jeans. He slipped his hands inside the hem and under the hem of Bill's boxers, slowly sliding down and letting his hands wander around Bill's hips. Bill leaned down and kissed Dipper, taking off his shorts and boxers, as well. The two kicked them the rest of the way off and threw it with the rest of their discarded clothes.

Bill placed his lips under Dipper's chin as he wrapped his fingers around Dipper's cock, which was slick with precum from his grinding earlier. He slowly pumped as Dipper groaned. Bill let the moment drag on for a while, slowly picking up the pace, before letting go. Bill reached inside his nightstand, pulling out a bottle of lube. He slicked his fingers, pulling back to look in Dipper's eyes. Dipper was panting heavily, looking up at Bill expectantly.

Bill lightly brushed his fingers against Dipper's opening, watching Dipper squirm at the sensation. He slowly put two fingers inside, and Dipper moaned loudly, tilting his head backward. Bill worked at Dipper for a while before sliding his fingers out. He spread lube over himself, then leaned forward, placing his forearms on Dipper's chest. Dipper looked up at him.

"Are you ready?" Dipper nodded. "Hold onto my hands. Tightly." Dipper complied, squeezing Bill's hands.

Bill slowly, gently, slid himself inside Dipper's opening.

Dipper gasped, his eyes wide, painfully squeezing Bill's fingers. Bill moaned, finding himself all the way inside. He made himself keep his eyes open, tracing his eyes over Dipper's pain-stricken face. He forced himself to stay still for Dipper's sake, letting him get used to the pain.

Dipper looked up at Bill, who smiled as they locked eyes. Dipper found that the pain subsided and dulled the longer he looked at Bill. Eventually, his breathing returned to normal.

"You okay now?" Dipper nodded. "Okay. Move."

Dipper rocked his hips, and the two gasped as Bill met his movements with a small thrust. They kept going, moaning with every movement, slowly quickening the pace. Bill let go of Dipper's hands, wrapping his arms around Dipper's back and lifting him slightly, searching for a perfect angle until-

"Oh my God-"

"Don't stop-"

Dipper wrapped his arms tightly around Bill's neck, tensing and moaning in Bill's arms, quickly reaching the high.

"Bill- I'm-"

Bill nodded. "It's okay- let go-"

Dipper bit his lip, holding back a moan as he came in waves, still suspended in air by Bill's arms. Bill thrusted, moaned, and came in a rush, deep inside. He let Dipper go and pulled out, leaning his head against Dipper's shoulder.

The two rode the aftershocks, gently kissing at each other's bare skin until Bill looked up at Dipper. "Hey."

Dipper giggled. "Hey."

"We did it. We completed the bond."

Dipper dipper Bill's face in his hands, kissing him softly. "Yeah. We did."

They got up and walked into the joined bathroom. They showered together, enjoying the warm water on their skin and the feeling of each other's hands roaming their bodies. They dried themselves off and got back into bed, not bothering to change into clothes. They kissed each other gently for a long time until Dipper failed to hold back a yawn.

Bill smiled, kissing Dipper's hair. "Go to sleep, Mason. I'll be right here when you wake up."

Dipper closed his eyes and let his mind wander as he slipped effortlessly to sleep.