Step two: act vulnerable
Step three: sow trust
āHey, uh, l-let me give you a gift!ā Dipperās smile was nervous but genuine.
Bill arched his brow. āA gift?ā He flashed dipper an amused smirk. āAnd why would you give me, of all people, a gift?ā
Dipper blushed and his eyes strayed to the floor. āWell, you did save me,ā he mumbled, just loud enough for Bill to hear. āAnd!ā he chirped, gaze meeting Billās one eyed stare. āYouāre the only human on this ship who isnāt either mad at me or afraid of me!ā
Bill couldnāt help the laugh that escaped him. āTouchĆ©, Fish Breath!ā
Dipperās gaze narrowed at the nickname, a childish frown finding its way across his lips. āOr,ā he grumbled as Bill continued to laugh, āI shouldnāt give you a gift at all.ā Was what Dipper said really that funny?
āHeh-no, Iām sorry, Pinetree. Itās just, itās rare for anyone to show me gratitude. Besides, you donāt exactly have anything on you that you could give me anyway.ā Billās smile was soft, as were his eyes, and it made blood rush to dippers cheeks.
āBut I do have something I can give you!ā he practically whined then went quiet again, his gaze returning to the floor. āItās actuallyā¦.. A really big deal for sirensā¦ā
Was it just Bill, or was Dipper almost TOO adorable when he blushed.
āReally?ā He had to admit, his interest was piqued. āAlright then.ā What harm could it do?
āOkay, but you have to promise me you wonāt tell anyone first.ā Dipper was squirming nervously.
āPirates donāt make promises, kid,ā Bill replied without missing a beat.
Dipper huffed. āLook, this is really important and Iām putting a lot of trust in you to do this,ā he said, pouting. āWeāre not even supposed to give this to humans.ā
āTrust me? I canāt imagine why,ā he smirked. āFine kid, I wonāt tattle tell.ā
Dipperās face lit up with excitement. āGreat! Now close your eyes and open your mouth!ā
āWait- what kind of gift is this?ā Bill was concerned just as anyone would be after hearing THOSE instructions.
Dipper just smiled as he reached up and gently closed the Captainās eye for him. āItās a gift of knowledge.ā Before Bill could make a remark, Dipper quickly added, ādonāt worry! Youāll like it!ā
Eye still closed, Bill shook his head with a sigh. āIām trusting you, kid.ā
Dipper scoffed. āTrust me? I canāt imagine why.ā
Opening his eye, Bill caught Dipperās smartass little grin. He just chuckled. āYeah, good point.ā
Dipper stuck out his tongue. āClose your eyes already!ā
Bill did as he was told. The sound of moving water and a hushed āow!ā reached his ears.
āOpen your mouth~ā
Feeling a light blush creep across his face, Bill hesitatingly opened his mouth for the siren. He could hear water slosh and drip on the floor as Dipper leaned in closer to Bill-
And then there were two fingers being pressed onto the Captainās tongue.
Billās eye open immediately in surprise. Dipper just smiled at him with those adorable blue eyes. Bill gave him a look of mock distrust as he slowly closed his mouth around the digits. Fingers certainly werenāt what Bill had imagined being shoved down his throat. Not that he would admit to anyone what he had imagined.
Dipper hummed happily as he ran his fingers across Billās tongue, earning a confused noise and a blush. Thatās when Bill finally noticed the tang of blood on his tongue. He stared at Dipper in silent confusion, staying quiet even as Dipper slid his fingers out of the pirateās mouth, red dusting both of their faces at the wet slurping sound that came with it.
Step five: hint that you may have feelings for the target
Step six: physical affection
Step seven: use the L word
Step eight: vocal sexual attention
āSing for me?ā
Dipper blinked. āWhat?ā
āSing something for me.ā Bill repeated. āIāve only heard your voice a minute at most,ā Bill reached over and combed his fingers through Dipperās locks, taking in the siren's blush. āThis time, Iāll be able to actually enjoy it.ā
Dipper gawked like an idiot. āBut your crew-ā
āIf a single one of those bastards complain, Iāll tie them to the mast,ā he smirked. Billās hand trailed down Dipperās face until it grasped his chin gently. āYou have such a beautiful voice, Dipper. Let me hear it,ā he pleaded, gracing his thumb across the sirens lips.
No matter how hard he tried, which admittedly wasnāt that hard, Dipper couldnāt take his eyes off of the captains loving gaze. And they called him a siren, with the way Billās honey words flowed off his tongue, Dipper was convinced he must have been using magic of his own.
āThe ship, it swayed, heave ho, heave ho,ā
āOn the dark and stormy blue,ā
Dipper sang, smiling at the way the Captainās eye lit up. Bill moved his hand to the side of the sirenās cheek and Dipper leaned into the touch, placing his hand over the Captainās.
āAnd I held tight to the Captain's might
āAs he pulled up his trews.ā
Bill reluctantly took his hand away, tucking a lock of hair behind Dipperās earfin before removing himself completely. Dipper couldnāt help the look of disappointment as Billās hand left him. It only made Bill smile.
"āYou haven't slept,ā heave ho, he said,
āāIn many suns and moons.āā
"āOh, I will sleep when we reach shore,ā
"āAnd pray we get there soon.ā"
Bill leaned in against the walls of the bucket, crossing him arms over the rim and rested his chin on his arms, letting out a content sigh.
āHe said, āNow hush love, here's your gown.ā"
"āThere's the bed, lanterns down.ā" Dipper smiled, his eyes half-mast.
āBut I don't want to go to sleep; in all my dreams, I drown.ā Dipper then reached out and cradled Billās warm face in his hands.
"Captain! Captain!"
āI will do your choresā His voice was passionate as he pleaded.
āI will warm your cot at night
āAnd mop your cabin floors,ā
Billās lips parted, awestruck by Dipperās passion.
āScold me, hold me
āI'll be yours to keep,ā Dipper leaned his head in, resting his forehead against the entranc(ing)ed man.
āThe only thing I beg of you,ā Dippers voice became quiet, pleading with a slight moan laced in his words.
āDon't make me go to sleep," he pulled back and pecked Bill on his forehead before continuing.
āThe sky it flashed, heave ho, heave ho,
āHis pillow toed to the brink.ā Dipper smiled at the small pout he received as he removed himself from the captain.
āThe curtains ran between my legs as we began to sink.ā
Bill subconsciously leaned closer, staring at Dipperās lips
āI closed my eyes, heave ho, heave ho,
āAs the ship was rent and fell.ā Dipper brought his hand up to play with the captainās hair, only for the man to nuzzle against it.
āEddies in the water headed into the mouth of Hell.ā
Bill turned his head in Dipperās grasp, kissing his palm lightly.
"Hush now, hush love, here's your gown." Dipper smiled at him, eyes shining with the gleam of infatuation.
"There's the bed, lanterns down."
"I'm begging you please wake me up,ā he leaned in closer and Billās gaze returned to his lips.
āIn all my dreams I-"
Dry lips pressed against his own, effectively ending the song. Dipper almost squeaked as Bill pulled him closer. Dipper let his eyes flutter close as he relaxed into the kiss, just in time for Bill to pull back.
When he opened his eyes, Bill was staring at him with a look in his eye that Dipper was all too familiar with.
Dipperās hands fell to Billās shoulders, cautiously leaning back in, questioning, begging.
Bill met him half way, crashing their lips together as his fingers laced into forever damp locks. The siren tilted his head for his sailor, Bill not one to disappoint as he deepened the kiss.
Electricity raced down Dipperās tail, filling him with desire. He broke the kiss just so that he could lean up further from the water and lace his arms around the pirateās neck. Their lips met once more, this time more desperate as they moved together.
Before Bill could choke it down, a quiet moan of the sirenās name escaped into the kiss.
A shudder of pure heat racked through Dipper when he heard his name coming from the flustered man. He quickly pulled away, but before Bill could even open his eye, water splashed to the floor as Dipper hoisted himself from the tub.
Billās eye snapped open as the wet boy was suddenly pressing against him. Not able to adjust to the sudden new force, he fell backwards into the floor boards. Dipper tumbled down with him and was pulled completely out of the water. He seemed not to care as he immediately pressed his body against the pirate, hands going to trap the manās wrists on the side of his head.
Both were desperate to feel the other as their lips rammed together, teeth clicking as they forcefully attacked each otherās mouths.
This time, Dipper was the one to moan as Bill roughly sucked on his lip, nibbling it between his teeth. Dipper eagerly responded, suddenly grinding his tail down against the man. Taking advantage of the pirates gasp, he forced his tongue into Billās mouth.
āNgh- Pinetreeā¦.ā Dipperās tongue felt far too good against his as they slid together; just as Dipperās tail felt utterly amazing between his legs.
Dipper slowly slid his hands down the pirateās arms and used his tail to force the Captainās legs apart. The blondeās need pressed flush against his scales through soaked pants.
Bill groaned as his legs were spread. Now that his hands were free, he weaved them through Dipperās hair, desperately trying to make the kiss deeper. The pirateās breathe hitched as Dipper once again ground down into him, the wet fabric rubbing against him almost painfully.
Pulling away from the kiss, Dipper bit his lip with his sharp teeth, easily drawing blood. He soon set a slow but harsh rhythm, moving his tail between the pirateās legs.
Bill just spread his legs further as he let out gasps and groans, moaning out the sirenās name every now and then. Each time he did, he was rewarded with a particularly brutal thrust that had his eye rolling into the back of his head.
Dipper nuzzled his lips against Billās neck, trying desperately not to sink his teeth in. Pheromones and the smell of sweat and sex were thick in the air, filling the room along with the gorgeous noises coming from his prey. It made his gut twist in hunger. Dipper subconsciously grazed his needle point teeth along Billās throat, excitement rushing through his veins when he heard the manās breathing hitch and stutter. He reluctantly clamped his mouth shut and buried his face into the wet fabric of Billās shirt. He tried his best to focus on the waves of pleasure surging down his tail, and the way the hands in his hair would tug on him roughly after a particularly deep thrust.
Bill meanwhile, was in heaven. Being out at sea, he hadnāt felt pleasure like this in a long time. He was already so close, a familiar pressure making itself known in his gut as he thrusted his hips in time with that glorious and powerful tail. Bill wrapped his legs around Dipper and moaned obscenely, obviously not caring if anyone heard. He panted, and moved to nibble Dipperās neck, licking along his gills. Grinding hard against him, Bill clawed at his back trying to get as close to him as possible. Ā He licked along Dipperās jawline and whispered āMoreā¦ā in a breathy voice.
When he felt Dipper start to quake slightly- his thrusts faltering and even starting to slow- Bill pulled his loverās face to meet his in a bruising kiss.
āAgh-P-Pinetree! Donāt stop!ā He pulled Dipper farther down onto him as encouragement, barely registering the glossy pained look in Dipperās eyes. āUnghā¦ Please, just a little bit-hah-more. Dipper-ah-Iām so close~ā he begged against the sirenās parted lips.
Dipper just gave a quick nod and he redoubled his effort, clenching his teeth together as Bill cried out his name. He just needed this to be done and over with.
It wasnāt much longer before Billās body quaked as he came, his back arching painfully against the wet floor.
Registering Billās release, Dipper caught his breath and lethargically rolled off of the pirate. He buried his face once again into Billās shoulder and curled his tail over himself, his body still shaking from his own need to release.
As soon as Bill came down from his high, he wrapped his arms around the quivering form next to him.
āAre you okay,ā he breathed against the brunetteās ear.
āHelp me get back into the water?ā came the muffled reply.
Bill smiled and kissed the top of Dipperās head. He then slowly sat up, shifting his partner with him.
Dipper couldnāt help but smile at the look on Billās face. Dear God, was he grinning like a jack-ass.
Bill stood, hoisting Dipper up in his arms, when he noticed the slight bulge near the base of Dipperās tail. He gently set Dipper back into the water before cautiously reaching into the tub and placing his hand on the swollen scales.
āDonāt touch that!ā Dipper squeaked, grabbing Billās hand away from his crotch.
Bill just stared at him in surprise and confusion. āButā¦ you havenāt-ā
āI-I know,ā Dipper breathed as he shook. āIāll be fine, justā¦ please.ā
Bill struggled to understand what was bothering his siren. āWhat are you afraid of?ā He sounded disappointed and almost hurt.
Dipper couldnāt return the gaze as he held his breath. āI donāt want to hurt you,ā he admitted quietly, holding Billās arm against his chest.
Oddly enough, instead of the rejection Dipper was expecting, a quiet chuckle reached his ears. āYouāre not going to hurt me, Pinetree,ā he said, amused at his loverās āgreat sacrificeā.
Dipper quickly flipped around to face the pirate desperately. āI almost tore into your throat-ā he quickly snapped his mouth shut, realizing his mistake. He needed this man to trust him.
Bill just smirked, somehow not even concerned. āThen Iāll just make sure you canāt bite me~ā he purred, his golden eye once more darkening with lust.
Dipper slowly shook his head in disbelief. āYouāre insaneā¦..ā
Bill shrugged. āSure, I am. Whatās your point?ā He then quickly forced Dipper to turn around so that his back was against the edge of the tub. He leaned in so that his chest was flush against Dipperās back, earning him a squeak.
āWhat are you doing!?ā Dipper yelped; flustered, confused, and very turned on.
Bill wrapped one arm around Dipperās waist, and weaved the other through his hair, holding the sirenās head to forcefully rest against his shoulder. āCanāt bite me now, can you, my little piranha,ā he purred proudly.
Dipper tried to ignore the throbbing from deep inside of him, the hand that was slowly drawing circles just before his scales not helping. āBillā¦. You donāt have to-ā
āBut I want to,ā he pleaded, pressing light kisses along the side of Dipperās forehead. āPlease,ā he moaned desperately. āLet me touch you.ā
Dipper held his breath and felt his cheeks catch fire as Billās hand went lower. His breath hitched once it was resting on top of his swollen vent, not even moving, just resting there. What was he afraid of? Bill wouldnāt hurt him, and he wouldnāt let himself get hurt. The thought of release at the Captainās hand was so enticing and promised progress in his release of a different sort. āYouāll make sure I donāt hurt you?ā came the quiet reply.
āI promise,ā he purred as he tightened his hold on the sirenās head, proving his resolve.
Oh God, Dipperās vent was so tight it was starting to become painful. āOkay,ā he gave in quietly, āI trust yo-AGHNNnnm hah~ā¦ā
Without needing to be told twice (or even let Dipper finish his sentence for that matter), Bill roughly palmed the Sirenās bulge. Seeing as how Dipper struggled to get out of his hold, the pirate drew back starting to run his hand up and down the scales instead.
Dipper mewled at the heavenly feeling, his breath starting to come out in loud huffs. He reached down and held onto the blondeās wrist, guiding his movement to run along his vent.
Now more curious then aroused, Bill ran his fingers lightly along the sunken ridge going down the middle of the bulge. Cautiously, he dipped a finger in between the lips of the slit.
Dipper whimpered and his free hand shot up to grab Billās bicep to ground himself as his tail curled pleasantly. He loosened his hold on the otherās wrist, allowing him to explore on his own. Siren anatomy was completely new to him after all.
Bill shuddered at the moans Dipper wasnāt even attempting to hold back. He slowly ran his finger along the inside of the slit, just barely breaching, taking in the feeling of the edges clamping down on him, attempting to force out the intruder. Halfway up the vent, he felt something hard and smooth just below the surface, twitching under his touch.
Dipper forced his eyes shut, breath hard and shaky. The way Bill teased him was becoming painful. āBill~ please,ā he begged.
Wetting his dry lips, Bill slowly forced another two fingers between the edges of the scales. The lips of the vent quivered lightly around his fingers as Dipper shuddered against him. Stroking along the swollen organ hidden within, he soon found the tip tucked in just above where the opening started, wrenching a cry from his lover as he prodded it.
Dipperās hand was on his wrist again, tilting it and pressing forward so that the calloused digits were practically wrapping around him. He squeezed Billās wrist desperately and whimpered.
Getting the idea, Bill carefully dug his fingers into the sirenās sex and took hold of his organ. Dipper moaned in approval and tugged on Billās wrist, telling him what to do. Carefully, Bill started to pull Dipper out of the confines of his protective pocket, having to bend him somewhat for it to fit through. Once the head was free, the organ practically sprung forward, now standing up properly.
Dipper gasped harshly as he was freed, relieved when the human finally figured out what to do.
Not even seconds after the member was released, Billās hand explored along the shaft. It was similar to a humanās dick except for a few obvious details, like its lack of foreskin, which made sense since the organ was protected under the scales most of the time. Bill also noticed several ridges wrapped around the base, present for the first few inches of his cock. The rest was incredibly smooth, already covered in a slick substance that refused to rub off into the water.
āFaster, Bill,ā Dipper breathed. āYouāre torturing me.
Snapping out of his curiosity, Bill quickly went to stroking Dipperās strange cock, earning him a sigh of relief. As he stroked, bill noticed beads of oil leaking through Dipperās vent near the textured base of his cock. Having a hunch, bill quickly dipped his hand back into the anatomy, coating his fingers in the hydrophobic lube pooling inside and rubbing it along the shaft.
Dipper shuddered out a moan as the Captain pressed against his glands just below his cock. He could feel himself squirting out the slick lube onto the digits that seemed to know just where to touch. At this point, Dipper didnāt even try to guide his lover. He just leaned back into the warm man and focused on the pleasure lightly coiling in his gut.
āNnnā¦hAH Captain~ā dipper let moan after moan escape his lips, the lewd noises encouraging Bill to go faster.
Bill realizes that the one glands are a g-spot. Starts to press against it every couple of strokes. Then once dipper is whimpering and begging for more, he asks dipper if he wants to bite him. Oddly enough, Dipper is too distracted to think about food. Bill asks him if dipper will let him know if he wants to bite, dipper says yes. Bill moves his other hand, which was holding dippers head still, so that he can stroke him and rub his glands at the same time. While grinding his thump against the glands, his fingers slip into dippers rectum (the anus is far looser, not needing to be stretched). The rectum is directly below the glands, so bill pushes in two fingers to rub the g-spot from both angles. Dipper is practically sobbing, feels way too good. Bill is hard again and starts lightly grinding against the tub for some sort of friction, biting his lip. Mention how his tail is moving and his fins react. Mention dipper nuzzling his fore head into bills neck. One hand tries to cover his mouth to quiet himself down while the other is practically ripping gouges into bills arm. Bill tells him to let him hear dipper scream. Dipper shakes his head, he wonāt even open his eyes because heās so embarrassed that he canāt stay quiet. Bill gets annoyed that he canāt hear his Pinetree, so he roughly pinches his g-spot, grinding his fingers in really hard and pulling against it. Dipper spazzes the fuck out, pulls away bills hands, turns on his side, and curls in on himself, nuzzling his head under bills arm to hide away. Bill asks if he hurt dipper. Dippers tail is shaking. He says it doesnāt hurt, it was just too much. Bill apologizes and gets dipper to uncurl a little, stroking his hair, whispering sweet nothings, and goes back to gently stroking him. He uses his free hand to stroke himself, since heās still hard. Dipper relaxes with a moan and stretches back out. He turns his head to press kisses against bills side. Soon, heās back to weakly thrusting into bills hand. Bill pulls him up for a couple of kisses. Bill is close to his own orgasm already. He thinks to himself āJesus Christ! The stamina of this kid!ā dipper soon has his orgasm just after bill has his second, and they are both exhausted. Dippers semen is a bit thinner than a humans, somewhere between us and a fish. His water gets clouded by the mess. Bill says to hold on for a sec and goes and fetches a bucket of water. He pulls dipper (who is almost asleep) out of the dirty water and wipes him down with a wet cloth. He notices how dippers vent is once again sealed closed and if he didnāt know what to look for, he wouldnāt be able to find the feint line where it opens up. After he wipes down dipper, he grabs a blanket and soaks it into the clean water. He then wraps dipper in the wet fabric and sets him to rest in his hammock. Dipper watches him change out the water and thinks about what just happened and oh god that did happen didnāt it. Once the water is clean, bill picks up dipper in his blanket and sits down with him to snuggle for a bit. Dipper concludes that heās falling in love.
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