Mabel tripped down the stairs by Dipper's sock-covered feet. She crafted a paper plane and poked it at his knee. "Dipper! Do you know the most romantic place in the whole world!"

    "No, and I don't intend to know." Dipper scurried off into the kitchen and sat on the counter, casually snatching an apple from the basket. He rinsed it off and took a whiff. 

    "It's Paris you idiot!" Mabel threw the plane at him which poked into his eye. "Ow!" Mabel laughed at her brother and stubbornly hurried off while her boyfriend came in and sat by the table.

    "Any chance your demon boyfriend can teleport us to Paris?" asked Mabel's boyfriend. He tapped his finger against the wooden decoration and grinned when he heard an agitated growl push from the ceiling. "Mabel would love to hang out there on our date."

Dipper spat out a peel of the apple and rubbed his mouth. "Ha!" he spat. "No. I don't think Bill would want to, and he's NOT my BOYFRIEND!"

    "Says you. Remember when Mabel and I spotted you...getting illumi-naughty in front of us?" 

Dipper growled and pointed to the doorway out of the kitchen. He watched Mabel's boyfriend leave while he sighed in relief. He looked around cautiously and peeked at the ceiling where Bill sunk down with his fists clenched.

    "I will murder that kid," Bill growled and threw a knife out the window. He cleared his throat roughly and looked at Dipper flirtatiously. He grinned coquettishly at him and edged close to the boy, leaning himself beside him.

    "What do you want, Bill?" asked Dipper in an unimpressive grunt. He slowly took another bite of his apple and sheepishly threw the core across the room into a trash can.

Bill walked his fingers along Dipper's thighs and up his chest until they reached to his chin. They cupped it firmly and dipped the boy's face down. Bill warmly puffed against Dipper's skin and merely nibbled his delicious lips.

    "Hey, Mabel!" Dipper called and jerked Bill's fingers away. He plopped down off the counter and scampered up the stairs. "Okay! Okay! Can we head for Paris? Bill says we can!"

Upstairs Bill heard a delighted squeal while he grumbled and opened a tear into Paris. Mabel zoomed in and her boyfriend followed happily with a sheepish wink at Bill and a stupid smirk. Bill glared directly into his eyes and waltzed right in where Dipper slipped in last.

 Mabel zoomed past Bill and him while she headed for a nearby cafe. Bill grinned and allowed a nice white suit coat his golden tailed one. White gloves appeared over his hands and his black sleeved turned into white rolled ones. His eye patch disappeared while the locks of his golden hair still prevented from his right eye to be seen. He sang out amazingly at incoming birds while one perched onto his finger. Dipper blushed while he watched Bill at work.

    "Uh..for a demon you do fit in seriously into the role of your surroundings..." Dipper's compliment stumbled out rakishly.

Bill turned around and let his top hat fall onto his head. He leaned over Dipper and watched him back away. Dipper flinched off and rolled off backwards, eventually gripping against the edges of a stone-brick wall which only reached under his rear. He leaned back until he no longer wanted to be falling accidentally into the water behind him.

With a grin, Bill pushed forward and placed his hands on top of Dipper's shaky ones. "Don't you remember, Dipper?" Bill asked teasingly and slid a hand under his ass. Dipper yelped shyly and clamped his mouth shut. "It's the city of romance."

Dipper's lips quivered in a panic while he leaned his head back to escape Bill's leaning lips. He let out a grunt before Bill grabbed his cheek and put him in a lip lock when he crashed his lips against his. Dipper's cheeks immediately set ablaze while he felt Bill's tongue wiggle around and twine in different angles around his. Eventually Bill cupped his lips around Dipper's tongue while the boy moaned sweetly. Saliva dripped slowly down his chin.

    "Mn," Bill moaned softly and sucked on the boy's tongue hungrily. He could feel an erection pummeling his pants while he rubbed it against Dipper's. Dipper gasped and pulled away, looking shocked and shy.

    "Wh-Wh-What?" said Dipper while his breath was taken away. "What was that?!"

Bill grinned and licked the saliva off the man's lips. "It was a kiss," he answered and deepened into a smirk. "A French kiss..."

    "What the fuck, Bill!" Dipper accused and swat him gently. "When do you learn these things?!"

Bill nibbled his lips and didn't pull off the boy. "I'm a naughty demon," he answers sheepishly with a shrug. "What more can I say?"

    "That you're stupidly gay and randomly start having sex with me everywhere you go!" Dipper nearly yelled.

Bill chuckled deeply and kissed him again. After a short second he pulled away and nuzzled his nose against Dipper's. "That's right," he whispers.