—Art not by me—

Your age - 16
Bill's - who the hell knows??

⚠️Slight trigger warning: Mentions bullying and harassment ⚠️

//Third POV//

You stood over the pentagram-like summoning circle after lighting all the candles.

You wiped your forehead as you smiled satisfyingly at what you've made.

Your 29 year old cousins Dipper and Mabel had told you to never ever summon Bill under any circumstances, but you, being the naive thing you were, found that this was dire.

What was your issue that this dream demon could supposedly solve? Protection.

If you didn't have Dipper, Mabel, The Grunkles and Wendy and Soos, You'd be totally alone.

Everyone at school hated you for literally no reason.

They would throw papers at you, or aim spitballs at you, shove you, call you names behind your back and even in your face.

"Look at freak-show!~l" They'd laugh while you'd just be trying to get through a crowd without talking to anyone.

Well, not anymore.

You'd finally have someone beside your family that would protect you and guide you, and maybe be your friend..?

You read the words on the page of the journal out loud until everything stopped and turned black and white.

A bright light came out of no source and soon revealed what it looked to be a human male.

The man had yellow (too bright to be blonde) hair, shaved on the sides colored black, with fair skin with a black triangular eye patch on his left (your left) eye matching his black gloves and even had a tattoo of his summoning circle on his neck.

He was wearing a white T-shirt with some odd design on it and a yellow flannel with brown lines and he wore black jeans with white, low top, sneakers with little triangles resembling the all seeing eye sketched into the heel and tip of the shoes with what it looked to be pen on the white rubber, sort of like his small push in earnings of the same character.

His right eye was all yellow (not just the pupil, the whole damn eye) and his black pupil was like a cat eye.

He smiled a sharp, toothy grin, his cheeks having a natural rosy tint to them.

"Woah there! You sure caught me on an off-day! Well, since my uniform is in the dry cleaners, I'll have to stick with this more..casual outfit, so please excuse me," He spoke in a two-toned, high pitches tone.

"You..look nothing like the Bill from the journal," You pointed to the more triangular, Illuminati-looking Bill on the paper.

"Well you see, I've been testing out this human body, and now, this meat-sack is starting to grow on me, so I wanna do a little more practice," He bowed down and held out his hand for you to shake, "The names Cipher, Bill Cipher."

"Um, Y/n L/n," You stammered, not knowing what to say.

He kissed your hand softly, "It'll be a pleasure working with you, m'lady."

This act immediately caused you to blush madly.

Of course he had to take on not just a human form, but a cute, almost hot human form.

"Oh? Somebody's blushing~" Bill smiled devilishly.

"No! Look, Bill, I just wanted to ask if maybe..you could offer some-"

"I already know what you want. You want me to protect you from bullies," He pulled a nail filer from nowhere and started filing his sharp, cat-like nails, "I can do that, just for a price."

"What price?"

"You have to be mine."

"WHAT?! " You yelled causing him to cover his ear.

"Jeez, quiet it up, would ya? I don't want Sixer or Pine Tree or any of your other wretched family members knowing I'm here."

"Dude. Why? Why do you want the girl who's the laughing stalk of her high school? Why do you want the girl who can't even survive P.E? Why do you want me?" You questioned.

"Because," Bill paused, "You're special."

"What?" You raised an eyebrow.

"You're special. To start, you had the guts to summon me. For a Pine, especially of the new generation, that's a bold move. You know you're fair share of the weird stuff that goes on in this grease trap of a town, just like your cousins and grunkles."

Bill ran his hand through your hair, "You're also beautiful. One of the best things my eye has seen in this disgusting dimension in a while."

He then sat you down on a log with his magic.

Bill put himself on your lap, rubbing his crotch against yours, pressing his hands on your shoulders.

His face inches closer towards yours.

He made a soft whisper, "And reason three~"

His forcefully pulled you to his lips, Bill enjoying every second of it.

He moaned as he rubbed your back and occasionally scratched it.

You were entranced by him.

It was like some sort of spell caster over you to not resist him and enjoy that make-out session.

Within minutes, Bill pulled away, a satisfied smirk on his face.

He started to laugh.

"...What?" You asked, confused on why he seemed so amused.

You scrunched your face up, cheeks red.

He took pleasure out of embarrassing you and you knew it.

"It's just..you're so adorable when you're pissed!" The Dream Demon rubbed a tear off his eye.

"This is literally the first time you've seen me angry, or seen me generally for the first time," You shrugged.

Bill got off of you, "That's not entirely true."

"What do you mean?" You stood up, crossing your arms.

"I've been watching and admiring you for awhile, love~," Bill ran a hand through your hair.

"What?!"

"Yeah. Ever since I laid my eye on you, I couldn't stop watching you. You're marvelously graceful. It's quite lovely to see you go about your daily life, and even seeing you sleeping is accomplishing for me."

Your stomach twisted at the thought of him watching you sleep, most likely stroking your hair and whispering dirty things in your ear.

It was terrifying to you.

"You've been spying on me.. have you watched me shower?! You panicked.

"No, I would never! I have enough respect for you to never do such a thing..unless you want me too~"

You didn't even bother making a remark to that, knowing he'll make it gross.

"*Sigh* Will you help me or not?" You asked.

"Will you be mine for eternity? Love me and only me?" He put his fingers on your chin.

"...it will take me time to..you know but...I agree."

"Excellent. Now to ensure the deal, if usually do a handshake but on these 'special terms', I'd prefer..."

Bill put one hand behind your head and the other on your waist, dipping you low to the ground.

The both of your heads slowly moved closer and closer until your lips meant.

-Warning, another make out session-

The same entrancing feeling swept over you as Bill pressed himself on you.

You moaned without even realizing it, making Bill hum with pleasure, and give him the determination to slip his tongue through your sealed lips.

Your eyes widened but soon lowered back to their dazed expression.

Bill's tongue went into your mouth a lot more, wresting with your own tongue.

He walked you both into a tree and put his hands on both sides of you, releasing his mouth from yours.

Whatever spell Bill put on you, it made you completely submissive to his will.

And to be honest, you were beginning to enjoy it.

Bill's hot breath huffed in your face as he planted, relentless from the excitement.

"You've made the best decision in your life, love~"