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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      F/F, M/M
  Fandom:
      Gravity_Falls
  Relationship:
      Bill_Cipher/Dipper_Pines, Pacifica_Northwest_&_Mabel_Pines, Bill_Cipher_&
      Dipper_Pines
  Additional Tags:
      Alpha/Beta/Omega_Dynamics
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-10-24 Updated: 2017-10-26 Chapters: 15/? Words: 78662
****** Submit To Me ******
by DarlingDem
Summary
     Dipper Pines may be Omega, part of the weaker race, but he had a
     family who would never force him into a marriage he would never want,
     like many other omegas were forced into by their parents. However he
     never could have guessed that it would be himself that would agree to
     a loveless union with the wolfish alpha-Bill Cipher.
Notes
     Why am I writing another story? I don't have time for this, when I
     haven't finished my main fic yet. However I just love A/B/O stories
     and I just couldn't stop myself. I love the idea of Dipper being able
     to get prego. I don't know if it will happen in this story, but I
     just like that it could.
     Ok so this story is going to be a collection of one shots in the same
     alternate universe, just like my other story "Twisted" (which yes, I
     am still writing.)
     note: It is common in this world for omegas, regardless of sex, to
     wear dresses and feminine clothes (mostly because I love putting
     Dipper in dresses and girls underwear.)
     also, this Bill is not a nice Bill, and I haven't decided if he ever
     will be.
See the end of the work for more notes
***** Unexpected Prey *****
Bill's eyes wandered over the groups of people sitting at white clothed tables
as he gave his speech to his new workers and their families. He had recently
been hired as the new CEO of the Gravity Falls Physics consultant company and
was currently assuring the employees that, not only were their jobs secure, but
under his ownership the company would only grow and prosper. He admitted that
he may only be 25 and fresh out of college but he promised that he was a proper
candidate for the job having attending an ivy league university with a major in
physics and a minor in business. It also didn’t hurt that he was from the
Cipher family; old blood that produced only the most dominant of alphas. That,
however remained unsaid, as their power was widely known it would be gasconade
to say such aloud. The Cipher’s prowess radiated from their presence, attitude
and actions. There was no need to talk themselves up when their reputation
preceded them. The alpha's speech only gave pause  when the most delectable
scent infiltrated his olfactory senses. It smelled of fresh pines, paper and
ink, vanilla, and caramelized sugar. The combination made his mouth water. The
powerful blond quickly pushed it away and continued his address to it’s
closure, after which he invited everyone to partake in a meal of ostentatious
grandeur.
 
After the seven course dinner the blond alpha made his rounds and mingled with
his newly acquired employees, or subjects, as he preferred to think of them.
This company was to be his empire after all. The entire time he slowly followed
the tantalizing perfume that beckoned to him like the song of a siren. The path
took him to a table in the back of the ballroom of the expensive hotel. At the
setting sat three of his employees, all family. He instantly recognized Stanley
and Stanford Pines as they were major players in the company. They were twins,
one a marketing manager and the other a primary physicist. The remaining Pines,
Arthur, was a nephew of the ageing twins, an accountant for the corporation, of
little interest to Cipher except for the fact that he was the father of sweet
little brunette that emitted those delicious smells.
 
The boy looked as exquisite as he smelled. An adorable brunette, he was slender
and petite, and while young, Bill doubted that age would further fill him out.
He wore a sleeveless navy 1950’s day dress that was accented with small white
pinetree shapes. Bill appreciated how the dark color contrasted with his milky
white skin. He wore an equally white headband, adorned with an oversize organza
flower, whose immense size was still almost lost in the mess of dark, wild,
curls.   As introductions were made Bill’s eyes kept flitting back to boy who
could care less as he played a DS game; ear buds blocking out the world around
him. It was so cute the way he flipped between biting his lower lip and
sticking out the tip of his tongue as he concentrated; letting out curses in
barely more than a breathless whisper.
 
“And this is Mason. He is the younger of the two." said Arthur, saving his
omega child for last. He frowned when Dipper remained oblivious.
 
“Dipper!” Helen pinched her son’s thigh as discreetly as she could, trying to
get his attention.
 
“What was that for?” Dipper hissed, removing his ear buds, to look at his
mother. His eyes followed his mother’s outstretched hand as she directed his
attention to a tall dark man hovering at their table.
 
“This is mister Cipher, he is the new CEO of your father’s company and his new
boss. He was gracious enough to introduce himself to every family. Not every
company head would be humble enough to do so. Please show some respect.” Helen
said with a smile, though their was an edge to her voice.
 
Dipper’s beta parents weren’t the type to be overly submissive nor expected
Dipper to be such just because he was an omega. They hated that society
expected their child to be subservient and supported modern ideals that
championed for equality for all. However the man in front of them commanded
admiration and obedience, and compliance was given automatically by others
without realization of even haven done so.
 
Dipper was no different. When his big brown eyes met the heterochromatic gaze
of the other he felt a shiver of fear run through him. This man was dangerous.
“I’m sorry.” Dipper found himself apologizing and looking away from the intense
stare. “I was so absorbed in my game I hadn’t realized anyone had come up to
our table.” He held out his hand, palm down, as school instruction had taught
him- an omega, to do when greeted by an alpha. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
 
The small brunette flinched when a warm, and much larger, hand encompassed his
own. He looked up shyly when the intimidating alpha leaned down and pressed his
soft lips against the back of his hand. “Trust me, the pleasure is all mine.”
Bill smirked as the already present blush spread further across the boy’s pale
face.
 
 As soon as his hand was relinquished he stood with such haste that his chair
toppled over. “Sorry, sorry.” Dipper mumbled as he righted the chair. “I
just...Is it hot in here?” Dipper fanned himself with his hand and laughed
nervously. “Whew! I think I need some air.” He tried to look anywhere but at
the domineering dark golden man.
 
Dipper heard his twin sister laugh at him as he fled from the ballroom. Bill
watched the boy, his skirt, full with petticoats, swinging from side to side as
he moved his hips to escape onto the balcony.
 
“Guess I frightened the poor thing.” Bill said, rather proud of himself.
 
“Are you surprised?” Stan said, taking a sip out of his craft beer. “Cipher,
you could scare the teeth right out of multiheaded bear.”
 
Bill laughed. He liked Stan already. Not many people were brave enough to talk
to him so freely.
 
“Don’t mind Mason, A.K.A. Dipper, He is so awkward it’s painful.” Said Mabel.
 
“I don’t mind it at all.” Retorted Bill, smiling wolfishly at the young female
alpha. “I find his bashfulness quite adorable. Tell me, how old are you and
your twin?”
 
“Twelve, but we’ll be 13 in just two weeks.” Mabel said boastfully.
 
“Happy birthday then. 13! You must be excited, you will officially be old
enough to start courting. Anyone you have your eye on?”
 
“OHMYGOD, do I. There are, like, a dozen or so people I’m interested in.” The
brunette girl lit up with excitement, making her family roll their eyes at her
hyper attitude.
 
Bill found himself laughing again, this family was crazy. He loved it. “Typical
alpha. Well enjoy it while you're young. Eventually your admirers will demand
you choose one of them.”
 
“Well,” The girl continued. “There is this girl, Pacifica, I would claim her in
a heartbeat, but she is kinda outta my league, and I think she might might hate
me. That doesn’t mean I won’t try though. I am determined to win her heart.”
 
“The northwest heiress? You’re right kid, she might be kind of hard to obtain.
You’ve got spunk though and dedication, two things omega’s can’t resist. Refuse
to take no for an answer and I’m sure you’ll get what you want.”
 
Ford frowned. Mabel couldn’t help that she was an alpha, but she was a good kid
and she didn’t need a pompous wolf like Cipher filling her head with an alpha
superiority complex. He wanted to tell the man to leave but he couldn’t
outright say it without appearing disrespectful. “Mabel, hun, I believe you
have taken up enough of Cipher’s time. While it is generous of him to give you
so much of his time I am sure he has more important people to speak to and more
pressing matters to attend to.”
 
“Nonsense.” Bill said, paying the older omega little mind. “I always have time
for such a bright little shooting star of an alpha. This girl is going to do
big things one day, I can tell.” Mabel beamed at his words.
 
“So how about your twin, do you think the potential suitors will be busting
down your door, on his birthday, for dates?” Bill asked, taking Dipper’s vacant
seat, inhaling deeply, and reveling in the boy’s residual scent.
 
“Dipper?!” Mabel said incredulously. “No, Dipper is so awkward.”
 
“Hmm, but alphas and betas often find that attractive in a potential mate, and
he does have features that look like they will blossom into a soft and well
rounded beauty.” Bill continued, surprised.
 
“You don’t know Dipper. Sure he’s cute. But his awkwardness goes beyond
shyness. Besides, he is really smart, but not very attentive; more likely to
get lost in a book than a lover’s eyes. He just wouldn’t make a good mate.” Her
eyes subconsciously went to her gruncle Ford.
 
“He doesn’t need to make a good mate. Dipper wants to go to college and get his
doctorates in physics. Just because he is an omega doesn’t mean he has to get
married and push out pups. An omega’s worth is not determined by his or her
ability to be attractive and submissive.” Ford spit out, looking at his wine
glass, filled with water, as if it was the most interesting thing in the world.
 
“Gruncle Ford, I didn’t mean it like that.” Mabel whined. She hadn’t meant to
make her great uncle upset.
 
Bill looked over at the accountant and his wife. “That still doesn’t mean
someone might not take an interest one day. Just because your son Mason isn’t
what most alphas or betas look for doesn’t mean all hope is lost in promising
him off.”
 
Arthur shifted nervously in his seat. His daughter may be comfortable making
casual conversation with the imposing man, but that didn’t mean he was. “Even
though Mason is an Omega, Helen and I, believe he should be able to make his
own choices. If there is one day a bid for his hand, it will be of his own
decision.”
 
“Mmmm” Bill hummed. “Modern idealists. How very forward thinking of you.” He
stood up and brushed imaginary lint from his black tux jacket. “It’s been a
pleasure, but I still have pleasantries to make with the rest of the guests.
The night is still young, please enjoy the festivities. We have lively music,
good spirits, and desserts will be out soon.”
 
***
 
It was surprisingly chilly for an August night and Dipper supposed that is why
the large balcony was vacant of other guests. He didn’t mind being alone
though. He could hear the orchestra playing from inside and he hummed along to
the classical music as he stared up at clear sky. Sitting on a stone bench, his
body was twisted so that he could prop his arms on the railing as he found
familiar constellations.
 
“Beautiful.”
 
Dipper spun around at the sound of the gravelly, slightly high pitched voice.
It was the tall blond alpha from earlier. He wanted to run from the room but
instead he stared at the man like a deer caught in headlights. “Y-yeah” he
finally found his voice. He pushed his back into the railing as the predator
came closer. “Did you come to look at the stars too?”
 
“The stars?” Bill reached out and touched the soft curls, before pushing a
strand behind Dipper’s ear to see his face better. “No. While they are
beautiful, they are not what I was referring to.”
 
“Oh.” Was all Dipper could think of to say. His heart was beating wildly in
fear, making his scent roll off of him in waves. “I...I should go back inside.
My family is probably wondering where I am.” He went to leave, and just when he
had passed Bill and thought he was safe the man pulled the younger boy to him.
 
“They know where you are.” Bill smirked as he spun Dipper around and pulled the
trembling child into his arms. “But you are free to return to them, after you
grace me with a dance.”
 
“Ok.” Dipper whispered out. It wouldn’t be smart to deny such a powerful alpha
what he wanted.
 
Bill adjusted himself and Dipper so that they were in a proper position to slow
dance. He placed one of the boy’s hands on his breast while Bill placed his own
on the omega’s tiny waist. Their other hands laced together when they began to
sway.
 
Dipper was shaking right down to his white kitten heels. It didn’t help that
the alpha's smell was all consuming and dangerous. The man smelled of gunsmoke,
sandalwood, and something acridly sweet that Dipper couldn’t put his finger on
(he would later find out it was gin).
 
“You’re frightened.” It wasn’t a question.
 
“You scare me.” Dipper said honestly.
 
“It’s not unusual for an omega to be frightened of their alpha. A little fear
is healthy in a relationship. It reminds the omega of their place.”
 
Dipper tried to pull away, but the taller man held on tightly. “I-I’m not your
omega.” He felt his eyes burn with the threat of oncoming tears.
 
Bill buried his nose into the boy’s hair and inhaled his scent. “Not yet, but
you will be.” He said into the curls. His words were muffled, but Dipper heard
it loud and clear. “When you come of age.”
 
The small brunette continued his futile struggling. “This isn’t the stone ages,
my parents won’t force me into a pairing that I don’t want to be a part of, you
butt.”
 
Bill scoffed at the childish insult.“You would be surprised. Everybody has a
price.”
 
“Not my family. They can’t be bought, and neither can I.” He started crying,
hating himself for showing his fear. “Why would you even want to claim me
already?” He shivered when the man leaned down and nosed his neck, pausing over
the erratic pulse. “You just met me. How do you know you’ll come to love me?”
 
“Who said anything about love. I don’t need love in a marriage. What I want is
a beautiful omega spouse, who is obedient and satisfies my every desire. What I
want is you.” He nipped at the boy’s neck. A promise of what was to come.
 
Dipper held his breath as the sharp teeth grazed his fragile skin, without
breaking it, and was surprised when the alpha let him go.
 
“Go,” Bill told him. “Enjoy your time with your family, because it’s coming to
an end.”

Holding his hand over the wet nipped skin, the brunette didn’t waste any time
in running away from the dark man. He could only hope that sometime in the next
three years, until Dipper came of age, that the man would lose interest in him.
***** Sometimes Love Is Not Enough *****
Chapter Summary
     Three years can pass in the blink of an eye.
Chapter Notes
     We learn a little bit more about this AU's society and how little
     control omegas have over their own lives.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Dipper laid on his belly atop his bed. Swinging his feet, he chewed his pen and
considered the advanced physics equations in front of him. His guncle Ford
often gave him professional level problems to solve to prepare him for college.
Dipper didn't mind though. Solving the advanced problems was like a game for
him and he thoroughly enjoyed it. Additionally it was a sense of pride for him
when Ford, his idol, would congratulate him on a job well done when he handed
over the completed work only to be given new equations.
 
Ford was the first omega in history to be accepted into an ivy league college
to complete a doctorates in quantum physics, and to be taken seriously in the
professional and scientific community. Sure, omegas could go to college and
have careers but it was usually as nurses, elementary school
teachers...positions that required mild and nurturing dispositions. What they
did not become where mathematicians, scientists, business tycoons, and
politicians. No, these positions were reserved for alphas and dominant betas-
natural born leaders. His great uncle broke stereotypes and gained his own
freedom in an otherwise omega oppressing society.  It was for this reason, as
well as may others, that Dipper looked up to his great uncle. He could only
imagine how amazing it must feel to have alphas, who were supposedly born
better than lowly omegas, look up to you and have to answer to you.
 
Of course achieving such a status did not come without its hardships. Ford was
often ridiculed  not only by alphas and strong willed betas, but also by his
fellow omegas. They couldn’t understand why he wanted to fight against nature.
Confrontation wasn’t in an omega’s genetic code after all. Even Ford had
admitted that if weren’t for Stan he probably would have given up his degree
unfinished due to harassment. The two were inseparable and it was by sheer luck
that Stan and Ford were invited on full scholarship to the same university;
Stanford for his grades and Stanley for his excellence on the football team.
The alpha twin played defense both on the field and off; no one messed with his
omega twin, not verbally and certainly not physically. This relationship
continued beyond school and existed to this day. The two lived as bachelors in
a comfortable log cabin they dubbed ‘The Mystery Shack’. Even though they
bickered like an old married couple they were tighter than a virgin omega on
suppressors. Though they seemed happy and always had each other Dipper thought
it must be lonely at times.
 
Letting his roaming thoughts guide his actions the sixteen year old left the
equations behind and climbed off the bed to look at himself in the full length
mirror that was attached to the outside of his closet door. Moving his
overgrown curls out of the way he tilted his chin up and over to the side,
exposing his long, elegant, alabaster neck. With trailing fingers his touch
dusted over the delicate skin where he tried to envision his throat with a
claiming scar. He may want independence and equality but the omega, and
romantic, in him still wanted to belong to someone. He wanted a doctorates
degree and a career, but he also wanted a husband and children one day.
However, it seemed he could not have both.  All omegas he knew of that broke
their restraints did so completely. They did not start families of their own.
Alphas and dominant betas did not favor intelligence and independence in a
mate. Dipper assumed that the dominant people felt threatened by the weak when
they could no longer control or manipulate them.
 
The strong always sought to control the weaker, even in this day and age when
society tried to feign equality. The only true equal relationships were like
minded betas that mated, such as Dipper’s parents. These were also the people
that fought for equality and protective rights for the omega population. While
there was still a long way to go a lot of progress had been made.
 
Beta’s were an odd group. Dipper thought back to his sex ed class as he
abandoned the mirror in favor of tidying his room. Beta hormones and genetic
makeup were between those of an alpha and an omega and they could lean more
heavily to one side. When a beta mated with an alpha they became the submissive
but when a beta mated with an omega they were the dominant force. Interestingly
enough only female betas can bear children while male betas produced only
sperm. Whereas, a male omega, Dipper could become impregnated by both a male
and female alpha, but only by male beta, and he himself did not produce sperm
even though he had a penis, and he could not impregnate anyone. Like their male
counterparts, female omegas could also become impregnated by male or female
alphas, and also only by a male beta. It was rare, but not unheard of, for a
female beta and female omega to mate.
 
Dipper picked up a misplaced book and held it to his chest with a girly yelp
when his bedroom door was opened with a forceful bang. A blur of color ran past
him to throw herself on the bed, face down.
 
“Mabel, are you ok?” Dipper asked, putting the book down on the bookshelf
before sitting next to her on the bed.
 
A muffled response came from the pillow that the alpha had her face pressed
into. Her words were unintelligible but it was obvious the girl was crying.
Whatever it was it had to be bad, the young alpha hardly cried.
 
The small omega placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “Mabel, I can’t
understand a thing you're saying. Turn around and talk to me, please.”
 
Mabel flipped onto her back and stared up at the ceiling with red rimmed and
watery eyes “Today is the worst day of my life.”
 
“What happened?” Asked Dipper, concerned. 
 
“What do you mean what happened? God, Dipper! For being so smart sometimes
you're just so dense.”
 
Dipper winced at his twin’s insult. He was made fun of often but it hardly came
from his sister. He knew it was just her alpha coming out in her distress, but
it still stung. Brushing it aside, in favor of helping Mabel, he shrugged his
shoulders and offered her a small apologetic smile.
 
Mabel rolled her eyes at the gesture but enlightened Dipper anyway. “Today was
the day dad and I went to discuss a formal dowry since Pacifica accepted my
marriage proposal…” She sighed, rubbing her eyes.
 
“Oh..Mabel.” Dipper said sorrowfully, connecting the dots. “I guess it didn’t
go well?”
 
“I did the impossible Dipper. I broke Pacifica’s stone facade and made her fall
in love with me. I won her heart when no one else could. She became not only
the girl I wanted to claim as my mate, but my best friend. When I proposed to
her, I’ve never seen her so happy. But her happiness doesn't matter. It only
matters what her parents want, and apparently our family doesn’t have enough to
offer.”
 
“Wow.” Was all Dipper could think of to say. “I knew her dowry would be
expensive, but it wasn’t even enough with dad’s raise from his new promotion?
He was even willing to take out a loan on his 401k...What do they even need
that much money for? They are already rich.” At this point he was more thinking
out loud than talking to his alpha twin.
 
“It’s not the money, it’s the status. That Preston, with his stupid mustache,
said he wouldn’t give up his daughter to such a low class and unknown family.
We are underneath them. We have no status and no connections.” Her tears
started anew and she sat up to bury her head in her brother's neck. “Oh Dipper!
It’s so unfair!” 
 
With a sigh the omega wrapped his arms around the distraught girl. It was
usually Mabel comforting him, the reversal broke Dipper’s heart. “What did
Pacifica do?”
 
“What could she do? At first she tried to reason with him, and when that didn’t
work she begged, but then he rang that stupid bell and she backed down. She may
be a rich spoiled girl who is used to getting she wants, but at the end of the
day she is still an omega at the mercy of her Alpha-whom, until she is claimed,
is her father.” 
 
Dipper cringed slightly when Mabel rubbed her face on his shirt to wipe her
runny nose. “You could try again when she is twenty-one.” For protective
rights, recent law released unwed omegas from their parent's ownership at such
an age.
 
“If only. She’s a Northwest and sixteen, she’ll be promised off to some
eligible suitor before the year is done.”
 
“I’m sorry.” Dipper said, resting his chin on her dark hair. “I wish I had a
way to make this better for you.”
 
“Me too Dipper. Me too.”
 
                                     ****
 
Bill rapped on the office door but didn’t bother waiting for permission before
entering the room.
 
“Mr. Cipher.” Arthur greeted as the CEO took a seat in one of the chairs placed
in front of his desk. “What can I do for you?”
 
“Nothing at all Arthur, just wanted to see how you were doing in your new
position as junior chief financial officer.” Bill made himself comfortable in
the chair, the leather squeaking and sighing as he did so.
 
“Good. There is a lot to learn, but I think I’ll find myself familiar with all
aspects of the jobs within a few weeks. Hector is a great to work with so he
makes the transition feel easy.” Arthur said as he placed some pens back into a
organizational cup.
 
“Capital. And you're liking your see office I see. Already have it decorated
and customized. ” He leaned forward and picked up a framed picture of the man’s
children. “Pinetree and Shooting Star are looking so grown up. Is this recent?”
He asked, tapping the glass of the frame.
 
“Yes.” Arthur replied, automatically accepting the nicknames his boss had for
his children. He would have assumed a man of such importance just couldn’t be
bothered to remember their names if it wasn't for the fact that he had
nicknames for everyone. “Taken just a short bit ago on their 16th birthday.”
 
“They’ve grown beautifully, especially the boy. Have any suitors asked for his
hand yet?” Bill questioned as he placed the frame back on the desk, but facing
it towards him instead of Arthur.
 
“Mason hasn’t really been courted to often." He said correcting the position of
the picture away from his boss. "He’s had a habit of chasing away potential
suitors. We think he may be more of the bachelor for life type.” Arthur rubbed
the back of his nervously. It made him uncomfortable when Cipher talked about
his son.
 
“Mmmm, taking after ol’ Sixer. Or perhaps little Pinetree just hasn’t found the
right alpha yet.”
 
“Or Beta.” Arthur added.
 
“Mason seems to be the type that needs a strong alpha. Someone who can tame his
wild nature. Betas tend to be to accommodating when it comes to their mates, so
much so that sometimes it is hard to differentiate between the beta and the
omega. They fill up omega heads with nothing but nonsense; make them believe
their could be an omega president or other such foolery.” Bill waved his hand
around, dismissing the silly ideals.
 
“Perhaps there will be one day.” Arthur was careful to keep his voice neutral.
Even though Cipher had insulted his liberal beta views he still had to show
respect. The alpha had expanded the company from one to three branches and
Cipher had just given him a promotion with a generous salary increase.  Even
so, he could not tolerate the alpha’s predatory and outdated thoughts regarding
Dipper. “It surprises me that you speak as if you know my son and yet I believe
you’ve met him only once.” Arthur knew for a fact they had only encountered
each other once before and after Dipper had told him about how Cipher had
cornered him, he made sure the two never had further interactions. Honestly,
Arthur thought it would have been more difficult as he had expected the man to
approach him about courting Dipper. However when it didn’t happen it didn’t
make him any less leary. If anything it only made Arthur think Cipher would
have tried to mate Dipper without ever wanting to claim him. With Cipher’s
reputation, he wouldn’t put it past the CEO to take what he wanted without long
term responsibility.
 
Bill crossed his leg, resting his ankle atop his knee and spoke casually,
knowing dam well Arthur would not care for his words. “I know his type; an
omega with too much freedom and too many inflated ideals about equality and
social fairness...Thinks that it’s a good thing, that it can change the world.
But all it does it create unrest and discord. Makes omegas think they want
freedom and independence, but do they really? What would happen if omegas were
truly equal and had all the same rights as alphas? They would be eaten alive,
torn apart, it's a dog eat dog world after all. There is a reason some are born
strong and others weak. Omegas should realize their place in the home and let
their alpha’s protect and provide for them. When an omega submits to their
alpha both parties are happiest.” 
 
It bothered Arthur that Bill could speak so nonchalantly about the subject of
human rights. “I’m sorry, I just don’t agree with that. Look at Ford afterall…”
 
“What about Ford?" The blond smirked, cutting his employee off. "You think he
doesn’t have an alpha? He does, only he chose for a platonic relationship with
his twin. But who do you really thinks makes the decisions? Stanley. Stanley
makes the decisions; what college they went to, where they ended up working,
where they live...Case in point, Omegas need an alpha or at very least a
dominant beta... Speaking of pairings, water cooler talk has it that your
daughter asked for the Northwest’s heiress’s hand. Are congratulations in
order?” 
 
Arthur was glad for the change in conversation, however the subject wasn’t any
easier for him. “There would be if it were Pacifica's decision. Unfortunately
when it came time to discuss the dowry Mr. Northwest was not pleased with what
our family had to offer.” He looked away from his boss and laid his eyes on his
desk calendar, not wanting Cipher to see the failure in his eyes that he felt
in letting his daughter down.
 
Bill smiled, it was meant to be comforting, but it came off as wolfish “Not
enough money? I’d be happy to match their expectations, as a gift none the
less, for being such an exceptional employee.” He was quite familiar with the
family and knew it wasn’t just about money.
 
“That’s very generous of you, but the money was negotiable” Arthur sighed.
“They believe our family’s social status is not up to their standards.”
 
“A pity. I wouldn’t give hope yet though. Shooting Star is an impressive alpha
and I believe the family could change their mind under the right
circumstances.”

“I wish I knew what those circumstances were..." He looked once more up at
Cipher, it was odd that he held two different opinions in regards to Cipher and
his children. Mabel came to every work function, that invited family, and she
always searched the alpha out. It was kind that the CEO was always more than
willing to entertain her. "Thank you, though, for your confidence in my
daughter. She holds you in high esteem and I think it would mean a lot to her
to hear that from you.”
Chapter End Notes
     How do female alphas impregnate their mates? I have no idea. I guess
     they have sperm like stuff in their...uh...arousal secretions.
     GROSS!? Why do I feel the need to explain everything? I should just
     leave it a mystery.
***** Broken Hearts Come in Pairs *****
Chapter Summary
     Mabel isn't the only one with a broken heart.
Chapter Notes
     Just a short little chapter before Bill makes his reappearance to
     Dipper.
     Note: In terms of my AU a pack refers to a social group. Usually it
     pertains to a circle of family and close friends, but it can also
     refer to other relationships such as a school pack or a work pack.
     Omegas can also be reclaimed by a new alpha after a spouse dies or
     even when one is alive, by a rival alpha who thinks they can vanquish
     the original claiming alpha or dominant beata.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
It was slightly depressing when Dipper went back to school for his Junior year
only to find a good number of his omega classmates missing. He wasn't
necessarily friends with most of them but omegas tended to stick together.
There was safety in numbers after all. He felt the loss more acutely when
hungry, pubescent, alphas leered and licked their lips at their smaller groups
passing in the hallways and in class when teachers weren't looking. The
brunette found himself wishing his sister was in more of his classes. At least
he had Pacifica at the moment, he thought, as they made their way to the
cafeteria for lunch. Due to her family status no one would dare to step out of
line with her nor anyone in her protective circle regardless of the fact that
she was a supposedly weak, helpless, omega.
 
"Even the line for food is shorter." Noted the blond. "It's like a ghost town.
I knew we'd lose a bunch of omegas to marriage this year, but I didn't think it
would be so many."
 
"Yeah, I guess a lot of our classmates were married off to older alphas."
Traditionally, once omegas had gained the privilege to attend school, they
dropped out at sixteen or seventeen to be married off at a young age. Older
alphas and dominant betas, who were situated in life and financially
comfortable often took young omegas as their mates, offering the parents heavy
dowries in return. In the last few decades, and in the best interest of those
involved, many omegas (or their parents) chose alphas or betas of similar age;
becoming engaged at sixteen or seventeen but often not marrying until the
dominant partner was done with college, apprenticeship, or trade-school.
 
"It’s so archaic. I can't imagine having to mate with some old bag, their
wrinkly skin rubbing all up on your body." The girl shuddered, reaching for a
pre-made salad from the selection of food. "Gross." She said with a sigh. "I
guess that will be me soon though, so I might as well get used to the idea."
 
"I don't think they'll be that old." Dipper said with a laugh while he skimmed
over the sandwiches in favor of a cream filled doughnut, meant for a dessert,
and a chocolate milk for lunch.
 
"Knowing my parents they will be. Probably some rich, aged, alpha from an old
bloodline." She said grabbing a bottled water before reaching the cashier where
she paid for both their lunches. She nodded her head when Dipper thanked her.
"Daddy was hoping to marry me off to Bill Cipher, but apparently he has his
eyes on someone else."
 
"Oh?" The two fell into silence as they looked for a table. Dipper felt a stab
of unexplained jealousy that the blond alpha had found an omega he planned on
claiming. It wasn't that Dipper wanted Cipher to like him, because he didn't.
Dipper just wanted to be wanted. By anyone. He had thought that after meeting
Cipher, the man was going to attempt to court him. However the advancements
never came and Dipper had assumed the alpha had merely been making fun of him
in some way. It was for the better of course. Dipper was afraid of him and
wouldn't have wanted to turn down such a dangerous alpha, especially when said
alpha was the boss of several of his family members and he could have affected
their livelihood, in spite, had he been serious in his claim.
 
Pacifica and Dipper found two empty seats at a small table of familiar omegas.
After saying hello Pacifica continued their previous conversation. "I'm glad
Cipher had no interest in me. The alpha is a pompous douche bag and as old
school as you can get. I heard that on his wedding night he plans to claim his
mate with a traditional rite of passage."  
 
"Mating him in front of the pack?" Dipper said with his mouth full of pastry,
white powdered sugar falling from his lips, while thinking back to ancient
history classes.
 
"Eww, gross Dipper." Pacifica  said in response to the brunette's poor table
manners, handing him a napkin to wipe his mouth. "I swear, if you weren't
Mabel's brother I wouldn't even talk to you." She laughed. There was little
truth behind her mean words. "And no, not  that  traditional. Mating in front
of the pack is too barbaric even for Cipher. I mean a consummation ceremony,
where after the reception the inner circle of the pack is invited back to
listen to the first mating, behind closed doors,  to hear the poor omega being
claimed as the alpha sinks their teeth in. Then afterwards the newly claimed
omega is presented, with their wounds, so that the witnesses can confirm the
claim is authentic."
 
"How embarrassing." Commented Dipper, finishing off his treat. "I feel bad for
whoever ends up marrying him." he opened up his milk carton to wash down the
thickness the doughnut had left behind. He paused in gulping down the drink
when he noticed the overhead florescent light glint off the stone on Pacifica's
finger as she raised her hand to take a forkful of her salad. It was the
engagement ring Mabel had picked out for her. "You're still wearing it?"
 
Pacifica knew what Dipper was looking at and she understood what he was
referring to. "Mabel said I could keep it. It's a symbol of our love, and as I
will never stop loving her I will not take it off. Whomever I marry doesn't
need to know what it means and even if they do I don't care." Clenching her
teeth, Pacifica pushed back her tears.
 
"I'm sorry." Dipper said, reaching across the table and offering his hand. "For
what it's worth I would have loved having you for a sister in law." his heart
was breaking for the girl that, a few years back, he would have sworn to hating
for life. Its funny, and simultaneously sad, how time changes things.
 
Forgetting about her food for the moment the blond took Dipper's hand. "And I
would have loved being part of your family. Your parents were always good to
me, even when I didn't deserve it, and I wish mine were more like them. Then I
would have been free to marry Mabel and have a happily ever after."
 
"Well I don't know about that. What with the way you two bicker..." Dipper
laughed, trying to lighten the mood.
 
"Dipper Pines!" Pacifica feigned shock "How dare you. Mabel and I are the most
sophisticated example of a perfect couple."
 
"How about perfectly imperfect? Certainly one of the most loving couples and
willing to make things work..." The brunette squeezed Pacifica's hand when a
single tear fell.
 
With her free hand the omega wiped the drop from her cheek. "Stop being so
sweet. You're making me cry. I think I like it better when we tease each other.
I'm going to miss our silly banter when it's gone."
 
"Hey," Dipper said, "Maybe things will work out somehow and you and Mabel can
still be together."
 
"Yeah, maybe whomever I marry will be so old they'll croak five years later and
I'll be able to be reclaimed by Mabel if she hasn't found anyone better in the
meantime."
 
"No one is better than you in Mabel's eyes and I think she would be willing to
wait a lifetime for you."
 
Pacifica smiled at Dipper. "Thanks hun."
 
Several students looked up when the loudspeaker sparked to life with a high
pitched squeal of audio feedback followed by the staticy voice of the school
secretary:  Mason Pines please report to the Principle’s office. Repeat Mason
Pines to the principle's office.

Pacifica gave Dipper a questioning look, but the boy shrugged his shoulders. “I
have no idea why I’m being called to the principal's office. I don’t think I’ve
done anything wrong.” Dipper stood up and collected his trash. “I guess I’ll
see you later.”
Chapter End Notes
     Gimme those comments, you know I love them.
***** Chapter 4 *****
Chapter Summary
     Bill makes his move and so the games begin.
Chapter Notes
     What! Another chapter so soon? That's what happen when I take off to
     get the kids and house ready for Halloween. I've even had on my Mabel
     costume on all day (this wig is killing me.)
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Dipper was surprised, when walking into the office reception area, to find the
principle standing idly while talking to the secretary. He cleared his throat
to garner the man’s attention “You wanted to see me Mr. Wells?”
 
“Ah Mason, there you are. You have a guest here to see you, please go on into
my office.” The middle aged alpha motioned for Dipper to enter his office
without him.
 
“Ooo-Kaaaay.” Dipper was confused as to why he would enter the room alone, but
complied nonetheless.
 
Dipper had pulled the door closed behind him when he realized who was sitting
in the principal's chair, holding himself in a leisurely manner, like he owned
the thing. "M-Mr. Cipher!?"
"Awe, you remember me." Replied the alpha as he leaned forward and propped his
chin in the palm of his hand, looking the boy over as if he were a treat to be
devoured. "And only after one meeting too, and three years ago at that."
"You're kind of a hard person to forget." especially after practically
molesting me, Dipper thought to himself. "I don't mean to sound rude, but what
are you doing here? I am surprised the school let you in. The staff are usually
very strict about security and visitors for the safety of their students."
"The school has nothing to fear, I'm here to visit my fiance. There are no
rules against that." Bill said as he stood and made his way to Dipper.
The omega backed up as the imposing alpha came towards him. "Then why are you
talking to me?" Dipper's body made a small thud as it hit the door behind him.
There was no where else to go as the blond closed in on him.
"Why indeed. Let's continue this conversation over lunch, shall we?" Cipher
barely left an inch of space between them.
Afraid to look the alpha in the eye Dipper settled for studying the small
random golden triangles that littered Cipher's otherwise black tie. "Thank you,
but I..I just ate."
Bill hummed. "I think I can see that." Taking Dipper's chin in his hand he
lifted the boy's face to look up at him. "You have something here." His thumb
grazed over the brunettes cheek, near the corner of his mouth. It was adorable
how wide his Pinetree's eyes were with fright. Leaning down Bill licked the
white powder from the edge of Dipper's lips. "Mmm, sugar. I'll have to remember
you like sweet things."
Dipper placed his hands on Bill's chest wanting, but too afraid, to push the
man away. Instead he turned his head to the side so that he didn't have to look
at the impressive alpha that was making him quiver. "Mr. C-Cipher!" he
stuttered out. "That was hardly appropriate."
"What's hardly appropriate is a growing boy, like yourself, not eating a proper
meal." Bill nuzzled Dipper's neck which was so invitingly barred towards him.
He inhaled deeply, partaking of the scent that he had missed like an addict
misses his drug, and nosed along Dipper's sternocleidomastoid muscle and under
the sharp bone of his jaw. "I smell only pastry and chocolate coming from you.
let me take you out for something with sustenance. I insist."
The omega choose his words carefully. he didn't want to make the older man mad.
The last thing he needed was a raging alpha on his hands. "I'm afraid I must
decline. It would be frowned upon for an omega to go off alone with an
unfamiliar alpha. I would be labeled a great many thing, and none of them
good."
"Ah, but you do know me. I am your father's employer and a well respected man
in the community, if not the country. My name is known around the worId and my
blood is as old as creation. I can assure you that you are safe with me and
that no one will think ill of you for taking a ride with me in my car to share
a meal in a public restaurant. Besides, I think you will change your mind when
you hear that Mabel will be the subject of our discussion."
Dipper, little more than prey, stayed as still as possible as the predator
spoke softly into his ear. Bill's warm breath and the feeling of lips bushing
against his skin and cartilage was causing unwanted reactions to his body. "M-
mabel?" he questioned as he tried to ignore the blood flowing down south and
his underused lubrication glands pumping to life, making him feel squishy and
uncomfortable. Stupid hormonal omega body. "Why would you want to talk about my
sister?"
"Your father told me about her tragic dismissal by the Northwest alpha. I know
the family well and could persuade them to rethink Mabel's proposal, but in
order to do that I would need your help." his tan fingers ghosted down Dipper's
side. He couldn't wait until the boy was his to touch and ravage. Oh how he
would mark his ivory skin in beautiful shades of red and purple.
Dipper turned his head and searched the alpha's face with his large chocolate
eyes. Cipher was a powerful man and if anyone could sway the Northwest's
opinion it would be him. Dipper loved his sister and would do anything to
assure her happiness.
"let me get my things" Dipper said.
Bill smiled crookedly and stepped back from his Pinetree so that he had room to
open the door. "I'll sign you out and then meet you at my car. It's parked
right out front. You can't miss it."
With one foot already out the door, Dipper looked back and nodded. Stopping by
his locker he wondered if they would let Cipher sign him out for the day.
Technically only family should be able to do so. However when he passed the
security guard at the exit the uniformed alpha did nothing to stop him.
Stepping outside, the omega found the blond waiting for him beside the open
door of a sleek black Escalade limo. He should have guessed.
Once they were inside the vehicle and on their way to their destination Dipper
asked: "So what can I do to help you convince Preston to allow Pacifica to
marry Mabel?"
"I'll get to that in a minute. First, would you care for a refreshment? Wine
perhaps, to take the edge off. Your shaking like a snared animal in front of a
blood thirsty hunter."
Dipper felt he was in exactly such a situation. "Water will be fine. I am too
young to drink as I am sure you know."
Bill grabbed a bottle of water from the mini bar and handed it over to his
guest. "It is perfectly legal for an underage omega to drink alcohol if his of
age mate allows it." He then poured himself a whisky on the rocks.
Dipper took a sip of his water. "Well then that still doesn't apply to me in
this current situation." He inched away from the alpha as the blond moved
closer to him.
"Does it not? Hmm. I think you may judge the situation differently after our
conversation." Bill eyed Dipper curiously as he swallowed the liquor, savoring
the acrid burn as it washed down his throat.
"What- What do you mean?" Dipper had a bad feeling about this.
Bill tilted his wrist swirling the contents of his glass. "Think about it. The
Northwest head of household is withholding his daughter's hand because your
family has little social status. But, what if Pacifica became my sister in law
by marrying Mabel? Preston has been dying to be tied to my blood line, and he
would kill to achieve it. Marrying off his daughter to meet his goal would be
an easier alternative. Don't you think so?"
The brunette's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "But how would a marriage
between Pacifica and my sister...oh. Oh! I don't understand though. You don't
know me, we may not even be compatible and in the last three years you never
even once made any attempt to court me."
"Mason, darling, our compatibility is relative and merely lies in you being a
proper omega. Obey me, worship me, and try to please me and we will get on just
fine. As for not courting you, I am a busy man. I simply didn't have time for
the chase. But I knew if I bided my time and played the cards right that an
opportunity would present itself and as usual I was correct."
"This is all so sudden." Dipper tried to control his breathing. He felt like he
was on the verge of a panic attack. "I don't know what to think. I had thought
you lost interest in me, or was never serious to begin with."
"I couldn't be more serious, sweet heart. From the moment I caught your scent,
I knew I had to have you." Bill reached out and caressed Dipper's cheek with
the back of his hand. It didn't bother him that the boy stiffened at his touch,
if anything it excited him. "Time did not dull my ache for you. In not seeing
you, your pull felt even stronger. I have been fantasizing of our wedding night
when I take you to bed to claim you. Finally Having you so close is almost
painful. There is nothing more I want than to ravage you in this very moment.
But I've waited so long and fought so hard for you that what is a few more
months to claim you properly?"
Dipper brought the water bottle to his mouth with a shaky hand. Taking a sip he
tried to calm down and buy himself another moment. "I can appreciate your
attraction to me. But I don't see how you've ever fought for me, especially
when you yourself said you had no time for such things.”
"Can you not?" Don't you think it odd that a beautiful omega like yourself has
never had a courtship that lasted more than one date?"
The omega shrugged his shoulders. "I just assumed my personality drove them
off. That my nerdiness or affinity for schoolwork was too much for them."
"It's cute, how naive you are. Do you really think an alpha or interested beta
would really care about that? No, it’s a minute detail and one that many alphas
would enjoy breaking you of. Making an ornery omega submit can be quite fun; a
thrilling challenge. However, I wanted you pure and untouched and didn’t even
want so much as another alpha kissing your lips.” Bill finished off his whisky
with one last gulp and then set the empty glass aside to continue. “Alphas love
a good fight but even the most fierce know when to back down, with their tails
between their legs, when up against a force such as myself. Most of your
suitors relinquished their courtship instantly after a meeting with my muscle,
Xanthar, and those who didn’t were easily paid off with a bit of money or
something stupid such as a new Play Station-that one was Daniel, if I remember
correctly.” Bill reached out and played with the messy curls that framed
Dipper’s face. “So, Mason, what is your answer?”
 
The brunette had flinched when Cipher had first touched his hair, but the
sensation was nice and he found himself relaxing under the alpha’s dark
fingers. If Dipper said no to Cipher’s offer he doubted that it would be the
end of his perusal. He didn’t know the blond well, but Dipper was sure he
always got what he wanted in the end and that he wouldn’t take no for an
answer. He was also confident that Cipher wouldn’t be so willing to help Mabel
again if he turned him down right now. It was true that every omega had a
dominant force whether it be an alpha or a strong beta. It was in an omega’s
biological makeup to submit; to love and adore their superior without question.
To an omega their alpha’s happiness and wellbeing came first and above their
own. Bill assumed that by chasing away his suitors that he would be Dipper’s
first alpha, but he was wrong. Dipper was confident that his first and only
true alpha would always be Mabel. It had been so since the day they were
conceived. It was for this reason that, consequences be damned, the omega made
his decision.
 
“I accept your offer.” Dipper whispered out “But on one condition.”
 
Bill smirked. It was not the boys place to set rules, however he was willing to
let it play out this one time; curious as to what his omega might say. He
nodded his head, indicating for Mason to continue.
 
“Your proposal will not be official until the Northwest house accepts my
sister's offer and my family cannot know the truth of our arrangement,
especially Mabel.”
 
“That’s an interesting request. I suppose I am not in disagreement, but why?”
Bill felt inclined to ask, as he abandoned the boy’s curls to instead sneak his
arms around Dipper to turn him around and pull him onto his lap.
 
Dipper’s breath hitched at the action and wanted to stop the alpa’s hands from
rubbing the lengths of his upper legs, but as Cipher was now his fiance he
couldn’t really protest. Hopefully he didn’t try to do anything further. Law
prohibited underage mating until the wedding night, but that didn’t mean
everyone abided by the rules. “Mabel would hate herself if she found out I was
marrying you for her happiness. My family would not be ok without me entering a
union without love and mutual expectations. In fact it would be best if we had
a period of public courting. My father will be very unhappy if he thinks we
dated without his consent.”
 
“Out of the question.” Bill barked. “I will be settling the dowry within the
week. As I plan on being a gentlemanly alpha I will be restraining from sexual
activity until our wedding night and three months is already too long a time to
go without sex. I will not allow for additional time for a fake courtship.”
 
Dipper sighed. “Alright. I don’t like lying to my parents further but then we
will have to come up with a story for how we fell in love and why it happened
without his acknowledgement.”
 
“I’m not very creative that way. You’ll have to come up with the story and let
me know the details.” Bill rubbed his PineTree's inner thighs, extremely close
to his nether regions, and the alpha delighted in how the younger male tried to
squirm away from his touch. “I would quit moving around so much if I were you,
unless you were trying to get a hint of my size for future reference.”
 
The brunettes face was instantly red. “What? No-I mean...sorry?” He instantly
stilled and let the older man continue to molest his legs though the thick
material of his joggers. “Anyway, yeah, I’ll come up with something.” It
shouldn’t be too hard. He liked creating writing. Coming up with a convincing
story shouldn’t be too much different.
 
Bill found himself wishing his fiance had on a dress so that his legs were free
to grope without a barrier. “Why are you dressed so hideously? You had some
sense of fashion on the day we met.”
 
“This is how I usually dress. It’s comfortable.” Dipper huffed indignantly.
“Besides I’m at school. I’d rather not have additional unwanted attention from
alphas and Betas because I’m dressed provocatively. It makes sense to dress up
for parties for special occasions, where I have my family to protect me.”
 
“We’ll have to get you a new wardrobe. Once we’re married I’ll expect to dress
up to my standards, my mark on you will discourage unwanted attention from
other dominate people even when you are not with me. Until then you are
required to clothe yourself more femininely, at least, when you know you are to
be in my presence.” The car came to a stop in front of an upscale Japanese
restaurant in town. “Honestly your not even dressed well enough for lunch. It’s
a good thing the staff will overlook it for a customer of my standing.”
 
The chauffeur opened the door and Bill left first in order to help his fiancee
out of the vehicle. “Have you ever had sushi?” He asked as they entered the
establishment, his hand guiding the omega with a light touch to the small of
his delicate back, his frame noticeably so even though the ugly orange fabric
of his oversized tee shirt.
 
“The raw kind?” Dipper blanched, hoping Cipher wouldn’t force him to eat the
slimy food.
 
Bill laughed. “Oh kid, I’ve got my work cut out with you.
Chapter End Notes
     Wasn't very Halloween-ish, but if you haven't read chapter "A Love to
     Die For" in my oneshot series "All The Impressions of You" go read
     it. It's gross and gory BillDip that is perfect for Halloween.
     (it didn't get the reception I had hoped for so I am shamelessly
     still promoting it.)
***** The Things We Do For Love *****
Chapter Summary
     Dipper and Bill spend some time together and share their first kiss.
Chapter Notes
     This chapter and the last chapter were supposed to be one, so it's
     still the same day. I actually thought about breaking this one into
     three separate pieces but then decided against him.
      
     Warnings: Bill being his asshole alpha self.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
The new couple was seated at a secluded black leather booth at the back of the
restaurant. The table was made of heavily lacquered mahogany wood and Dipper's
hand made a long squeaking sound as he dragged it down the surface to take his
seat at the wall. Bill climbed in after him and the omega had to wonder why
Cipher didn't take the spot across from him. Dipper looked at the decor, which
was primarily red and black and accented with bits of strategically placed
silver, as Bill ordered for the both of them. The brunette studied the petite
omega waitress as she looked at Bill from under heavy lashes, bit in her lips
in concentration, and leaned closer to the alpha as she looked at the menu to
confirm his choices.  His brown eyes lingered on the pretty, Asian waitress as
he tried to figure out if her demure actions constituted as flirting. As much
as Dipper didn't really want the accepted marriage to Cipher he had to admit
the alpha was handsome and his mere presence demanded attention.

No sooner did the waitress leave when the alpha took out his phone to deal
with, what Dipper could only assume was, business. Lining the walls were
recessed fish tanks and the omega took to watching the colorful fish. With the
aquarium outlining almost the entire dining room, and the amount of fish in
them, Dipper had to wonder if they were stock for the restaurant to be freshly
plucked and devoured by hungry patrons. He felt bad for the creatures and could
relate. Currently he was little more than prey sitting in a metaphorical tank
waiting to be taken by a predator and eaten alive.

 "Earth to Mason."

Dipper blinked rapidly at the hand waving in front of his face. Cipher was
trying to get his attention. "Sorry, I have a habit of spacing out." And
judging by the array of food on the table it must have been some time.

Bill tsked his tongue. "You are going to have to get that under control. I
called your name several times. It's unacceptable to ignore your alpha."

Dipper mumbled yet another apology as Bill picked up a piece of sushi with his
chopsticks and presented it before his omega's lips. "Open up darling." Bill
demanded.

 The omega hesitated, not really wanting to eat the slimy looking orange thing
atop a mound of rice, but begrudgingly obliged. Listening to his alpha was to
be his life now after all, might as well get used to it. He tried not to
scrunch up his nose in distaste as he chewed. Honestly the bit was palatable,
but he was having a hard time getting over the texture. So much so that he
gagged when he attempted to swallow it.

Bill laughed at him and then offered him a drink. "Here, wash it down with
this."

Dipper took the drink and realized too late that it was wine, something strong
too, if the acrid burn down his throat was any indication. He coughed and
sputtered indignantly when Bill laughed even more at him and slapped his back
in an attempt to help calm the sputter.

 "You're supposed to sip it, not guzzle it." The blond said. "Coming from a
middle class family, I figured you would be a bit uncultured, but it's clear
you have a lot to  learn in order to be a proper mate to someone of my
caliber."

The brunette felt both embarrassment and anger towards the older man for
belittling him. Picking up a pair of chopsticks Dipper randomly selected a
piece of sashimi and ate it without a fuss. "Good thing I'm a fast learner."
With that said he took the wine glass in his fingers and held it like he'd seen
snobby people do. Taking a sip he pretended to savor the flavor.

 The alpha smirked at his fiancee. The boy was meek and mild, just like an
omega should be, and yet he had just enough spit fire to be fun. "Aren't you
just adorable." Bill had known the first time he caught his scent that he was
special; such a unique mix of attributes. "And smart too. I wouldn't have
expected anything less from you." Bill selected a piece of sushi for himself
and popped it in his mouth.

"I thought all alphas wanted omegas to be uneducated and ignorant." Dipper's
eyebrows scrunched together as he took another sip of wine. Never having drank
before he was already feeling tipsy.

"It depends on what you mean by being educated. High society alphas, like
myself, want accomplished mates. You are expected to be an interesting and
exceptional hostess for our household and know how to entertain our guests. A
primary education is required. Which is why I chose our wedding during your
winter break."

 "So I'll be able to finish highschool then?" The omega asked guardedly, though
his excitement was unintentionally evident. He had assumed Cipher would have
wanted him to drop out once they were wed.

 "Of course. Though schoolwork should not interfere with our relationship. You
need to complete all homework and extracurricular activities by the time I am
home, usually around 6:00pm. You should always greet me by the door when I come
in and give me your undivided attention, unless I dismiss you for any reason."


Dipper nodded, already working out what clubs he would need to drop. "Would I
be able to attend college if I follow the same rules?" He asked hopefully.

The alpha swirled the contents of his wineglass. "Let's not get ahead of
ourselves just yet. You may decide you don't want to go to university after you
adjust to your new life. Besides primary school should give you the basis for
all you need to know in how to be a high society omega, everything else you can
learn through trial and error.

I expect you to be an avid reader and be able to discuss popular and classic
literature. You will be expected to discuss art and either paint or play an
instrument-can you do either of those?"

The sixteen year old swallowed his sushi. It was going down much easier with
the wine. "My sister Mabel is the artistic one, I'm afraid. I did take several
years of piano lessons, but I fell out of practice some time ago."

 "Well, it's time to start practicing again."

 They were interrupted by the waitress coming over to check on them. "How is
everything? Can I get you anything, anything at all?" Dipper didn't miss how
she touched Cipher's arm and the implication of her words.

 "Nothing is needed at the moment." Bill said. "As usual food is impeccable.
Thank you Miko."

Dipper also couldn't help but notice how familiar his alpha was with the woman.
Sure it seemed like he frequented the joint often, but something seemed off.

After smiling, in a way that was meant to be shy but came off as seductive, the
woman left and Dipper couldn't help but ask, "Did you use to court that woman?"


"Miko? No. She has been engaged for over a year and is soon to be wed.  We did
sleep together several times, but I promise you there is nothing to worry
about. I have no intention of straying from you now that we are engaged." Bill
stretched his arm over the top of the booth's bench and twirled Dipper's stray
curls playfully.

The omega was petrified of the alpha but he found himself leaning into the
touch. Maybe it was due to the alcohol or simply because it felt nice, Dipper
wasn't really sure. "So you had a relationship with her over a year ago?" Was
the waitress trying to reignite past pleasures, and while she was engaged too?


Bill chuckled. "Up until last week."

"But-but..." Dipper's eyebrows met in a v while he tried to think past the
fuzzy haze of alcohol. Bill found the expression alluring. "She's getting
married!"

"Mason, my sweet, not every omega is as innocent and pure as you." Bill bopped
Dipper's pink nose with an index finger making the boy wrinkle his nose in
response. Why was everything the omega did so cute? "Why I bet the Northwest
heiress let your sister eat her out several times over, and until my
intervention, wasn't going to marry her."

Dipper did not want to picture that, especially since he had accidentally
walked in on something similar recently. "Yeah but the waitress, Miko or
whatever" he confused himself on why her name left his lips so vehemently "is
engaged and having sex with someone else. Doesn't her fiancee smell you on
her?"

Bill refilled Dipper's wineglass as the youth had just emptied it. "Not at
first. He travels a lot for business and my scent usually left her by the time
he came home. He did come home early though about two months ago and smelled me
all over her. He challenged me, to stake his claim and protect her honor, but I
declined as l didn't want her as my lifetime mate. This made him even more
angry and more determined to fight but he backed off after he realized who his
bitch was fucking with. Now he just sucks it up, like the low level alpha he
is, as I have my way with his omega."

"That is insulting. Why doesn't he just leave her?"

"Because that would mean admitting that his fiancée was having consensual sex
with another alpha. Better to make people think I overpowered her. Though
really he looks just as pathetic as he didn't end up fighting me for her."

"Why is she even sleeping with you while she has an alpha and knowing that you
aren't going to challenge him for her? She is being cruel to her alpha and
degrading herself."

Bill shrugged his shoulders. "Perhaps she thinks she would eventually win my
heart. I am a better catch as a high level alpha, after all. Or perhaps she
just likes good sex. I pride myself on pleasuring my bed partners. Why does sex
and wanting to be pleasured mean she's degrading herself? Do you think you are
going to hate sex so much? I promise you Mason that I will make you writhe
underneath me and scream in ecstasy. Eventually you will be begging for me to
take you every night."

 Dipper was blushing furiously and he gulped his second glass of wine, without
choking this time. A drip escaped the corner of his mouth and he wiped it with
the back of his hand. "Maybe you are as good as you say, but that doesn't mean
she should be flirting with you so unabashedly and in front of me at that."
What was he even saying? Why did he even care? It's not like he knows or even
likes Bill. This Miko woman meant nothing to him. "It's... It's disrespectful."
 
“Hmmm” Bill hummed. “Are you jealous my little cupcake?”
 
“No.” The omega pouted, crossing his arms and turning away from the blond.
“It’s just that you’re my fiancee now and this strange woman, whom you had sex
with before, is ignorantly throwing herself at you, in front me me. I...I feel
insulted.” And maybe a bit threatened. The woman was beautiful.
 
The alpha captured Dipper’s chin in his palm and turned the boy’s head to look
at him. “In all fairness, you have no symbol showing yourself as promised to
me.” His thumb grazed over his Pinetree’s jaw line. “We’ll have to remedy that.
Let’s finish up and head over to the jeweler's for an engagement ring. I was
actually going to have one ready, but then I decided to let you pick it out
since I didn’t know your ring size.”
 
                                      ***
By the time they made it to the jewelry store Dipper was a bit wobbly on his
feet and didn’t mind when Cipher placed a steadying arm around his waist and
pulled him close. The taller man felt warm and strong against him and he found
himself pushing further into the alpha’s side. The brunette blushed and bit his
lip at his own forwardness and then broke out into a fit of giggles at the
absurdity of the situation.
 
Bill raised a brow and gave his omega a quizzical glance as the teenager looked
over rings in one of the many display cases. “Do you find something amusing?”
 
“Yes, no? I mean I don’t know.” The young omega giggled again. Glittering gems
sparkled in the artificial lighting, set just right to make the stones appear
most radiant. “There are so many rings to choose from.”
 
“Money is no obstacle, pick whichever one you want.”
 
“How about that one?” Dipper pointed to a thin silver band with a tiny
solitaire sapphire.
 
“No.” Bill scoffed.  “That one is too small. Choose another.”
 
“But you told me to choose whichever one I wanted.” Dipper looked up at the
taller man in confusion.
 
“I didn’t think you would pick a ring fit for a peasant. The point of jewlery
is to show off your wealth and social standing. As my mate you are the perfect
model to wear such things and I plan on showering you in gold, platinum, and
precious stones.” Bill pulled Dipper in front of him and brushed the overgrown
chocolate curls behind his ears. “You don’t have your ears pierced either.” The
alpha noted with a frown. “Another thing we will have to add to the list. I
wonder if they provide that service here. Regardless let's start with the
ring.” Bill snapped his fingers. “Angelo.”
 
A young omega sales rep, who had been standing off to the side, came over when
called. Dipper noted he was absurdly beautiful with light caramel skin, long
wavy dark brown hair, that he kept back in a ponytail, and bright hazel eyes.
Like many male omegas, he could have passed for a girl and looked every bit an
angel that his name implied. Dipper felt considerably less attractive in the
omega’s presence.
 
“Hello Mr. Cipher.” Angelo greeted, his eyes darting over to Dipper momentarily
before settling back on Bill with the most infatuated interest. “How can I help
you today?”
 
“I’m looking to lavish this sweet little Pinetree here with his weight in
jewelry. I want to start with a ring. He likes simple, something not too gaudy,
but I want it to be classy and have one be able to tell it's worth just by the
look if it.”
 
“Pinetree?” He looked over at Dipper again. “What a cute nickname.” The
complement sounded more of a honied insult sprinkled with sugar. Angelo tapped
his finger against his chin thoughtfully. “You know I think I have just the
thing.”
 
The small latino omega left to return a moment later with black velvet box.
Opening it he handed it to Bill. “What do you think?”
 
The platinum band was set with three blue sapphires, one on top the other, that
resembled a pine tree, and was guarded on either side with yellow trilliant
diamonds.
 
“I figured since you called your friend Pinetree it would be a perfect fit.”
Angelo smiled sweetly.
 
“So it is.” Bill said to his favorite salesboy “We’ll take it.” He didn’t
bother conferring with Dipper and the brunette couldn’t help feeling annoyed.
Why bother bringing him to pick out a ring if he didn’t get a choice in the
end? Luckily it was a handsome ring, in his opinion, and he wouldn’t mind
wearing it.
 
Angelo took the boxed ring from Bill and then pulled out a ring guide to find
the omega’s finger size. “As you know each one of our pieces is an original and
has to be sized accordingly.” He took one guide off Dipper’s ring finger when
it was too big and opted to try one two sizes down. “It will only take the
jeweler about twenty minutes to alter the band, and should be done by the time
you finish your shopping since you want to make other purchases.”
 
“Yes, that’ll be fine. Do you have someone here that can pierce his ears?” Bill
asked. He wanted to buy Dipper some diamond earrings as well.
 
“Of course. Even if we didn’t we would call someone in for a customer of your
distinction.” Finally Angelo found the appropriate size. “Such slender
fingers.” He said to himself. “So,” he continued as he grabbed a sheet and
started filling in stats for the jeweler  “Another omega you are spoiling
rotten, just to break their heart later?” He laughed, trying to pass his
comment of as a joke.
 
Dipper frowned. He did not appreciate the comment. How many people did Cipher
bring here to find ways to spend his excessive wealth? Miko perhaps? Cleary he
was not the first.
 
“You know me so well.” Bill laughed lightly, leaning over the counter. “But no,
not this time.” Bill pulled Dipper once more to his side. “This adorable doe
eyed boy has caught me in sights. I’m afraid I just can’t let this one go, this
time I’m playing for keeps. Angelo meet my fiancee Mason Pines. Mason,” He said
gesturing to the sales rep “this is Angelo, the best associate here. Always
willing to go the extra mile.”
 
Dipper plastered a fake smile on his face and gave Angelo a small wave in
greeting. He may be drunk but he was still able to piece the puzzle together.
He was pretty sure this was another person, who until recently, Bill had
probably romanced.
 
Angelo paused, his eyes going momentarily wide and shifted over to Dipper,
before he collected himself. “Well, aren’t you the lucky one.” He wrote a final
bit of information on his paper before excusing himself. “Let me bring this to
the jeweler. I’ll send Cindy out to pierce his ears. In the meantime please
feel free to look around.”
 
Over a half hour later Angelo had not returned and had sent someone in his
place. Dipper had fresh holes in his ears and had tried on an abundance of
rings, bracelets, necklaces, and headpieces -all of it fine jewelry with high
price tags that far surpassed his father’s yearly salary. It made Dipper feel
sick. Well it could have been the alcohol or the fact that he had been holding
his bladder for the better part of the hour. Either way he excused himself to
use the bathroom.
 
After relieving himself he was surprised to come face to face with a teary eyed
Angelo as soon as he left the bathroom. Apparently the latino omega had been
waiting for him and he was blocking Dipper’s exit. Great! Dipper hated
confrontation.
 
“Uh...Hi?” The younger omega said awkwardly.
 
“I don’t get it.” Angelo stated. “Why did Bill choose you? Sure you’re cute,
but not beautiful nor exotic. Brown hair, brown eyes and pale skin; completely
ordinary.”
 
Dipper felt his face go red in embarrassment. “Thank you for pointing out the
obvious. But you know there is more to a person then their beauty.” Although he
really wasn’t sure what other merits Bill held in such high esteem being that
the alpha didn’t really know him.  
 
The sales rep rolled his eyes. “Personality isn’t really a factor as Alphas
don’t care about anything in an omega other than our looks, our willingness to
serve them, and how good we are in bed. I gave up my virginity for Bill and did
everything he asked of me in the bedroom no matter how bizarre or
uncomfortable. So what are you doing for him that I, nor countless others,
haven’t?”
 
“Countless others?” Dipper questioned. Why did he feel jealous and betrayed? He
hardly knew the man and what he did know was that the alpha scared him and that
he didn’t want to be engaged to him. The pending walk down the aisle was the
green mile for his future dreams and aspirations.
 
Angelo laughed cruelly “Oh, come now. Don’t tell me you didn’t know that Bill
was a playboy, alpha, millionaire? He has been in here often, buying jewelry,
with so many of his favorite fucks. Acting so sweet and innocent, is that your
game? You act like the perfect omega, wrapping Bill around your finger, so that
you get to live the easy life?”
 
“How dare you.” Dipper sputtered out. “I am no actor. Why Cipher chose me is
none of your business.” and was also a mystery to himself. “Not everyone
marries for status and money. My decision to marry was based off of love.” The
love for his twin and not Cipher, however Angelo did not need to know that.
“Don’t assume to know me nor Bill. You, and however many others, may have
shared Bill’s bed but your will never has his heart.” Nor would he necessarily.
More than anything about this marriage, it bothered him that it was loveless
and not earned. “Please excuse me.”
 
Unwilling to have further conversation Dipper found the nerve to push past
Angelo and met Bill back at the store front. Luckily Bill had paid the account
and they were ready to leave. They had to get Dipper home before his parents.
 
                                      ***
 
Once in the limo Dipper crossed his arms over his chest, looked out the window
and silently fumed while sitting in a slumped position. Bill noticed the change
in demeanor and left him alone for some time before placing a hand on the boy’s
shaking leg that bounced rapidly with nervous energy. He was quite surprised
when the omega pushed his hand away with a little growl. Something Dipper
wouldn’t have done if he was sober.
 
“Something bothering you Pinetree?” Bill asked with a raised brow.
 
“No!...Yes!...Ugh!!!” Dipper turned to face his alpha, he might as well try to
start an open line of communication. “It bothers me that you have been with so
many people. I don’t care about before you met me because...well...that was
before. But you had every intention of making me your mate three years ago, and
then you still slept around, but then refused to court me while not letting
anyone else do so either. You expect me to feel special that you chose me
because you’re a hot shit, old blood, alpha- but for what? We don’t even know
each other. You’ve successfully jipped me of my youth and courting experience;
to be chased and to fall in love. You didn’t earn my hand. You...you cheated.”
He sniffled, trying his hardest to hold back tears and to read Cipher’s blank
expression.
 
Bill was silent for a moment. “I’m an alpha, I certainly wasn’t going to remain
celibate for three years if I had attempted to woo you. Besides, we both know I
couldn’t court you. Your father has been keeping me from you and would refuse
to let me court you. Even if he didn’t would you have given me a chance?”
 
“I...I don’t know.” Dipper said honestly. “Probably not. Your dominant and
aggressive personality frightens me and I always kind of saw myself married to
more liberal beta over an alpha. But that doesn’t change the fact that you
should have tried to earn my love anyway, if you really wanted to be with me.”
 
 The alpha laughed and Dipper drew back. He had been made fun of often enough
to know when he was part of the joke. “Silly little omega. The things your beta
parents have filled your head with. Equality, love, and the like. It’s all
nonsense. I’ve told you before love is not necessary for marriage. I don’t care
if you love me. I’ve wanted you more than I’ve ever wanted any other person and
that is all that really matters. Be good to me, praise me, worship me, obey me
and I will be good to you. You will want for nothing and the highlife will be
yours. You won’t have to cook or clean and can spend all day shopping or having
lunches with your friends. You will be taken care of; in the end that is what
all proper omegas want.”
 
“Then I guess I’m not a proper omega.”  Dipper huffed as the car rolled to a
stop in front of his home. “I should have known it would be impossible to have
an educated and unbiased conversation with a pigheaded alpha supremacist like
you.” He attempted to push past Bill to make his escape but Bill pulled him
back, by his wrist, onto the seat next to him.
 
“And where do you think you’re going?”
 
Home?" Dipper questioned, seriously confused. Did Bill not realize they were
sitting in front of his house and that his parents would be back soon?

"I can see that." Bill replied, still holding onto Dipper's wrist. "But from
here on out, I expect my omega to kiss his alpha upon greeting and on
departure." He liked his lips, like a hungry wolf, at the thought of it.

Dipper felt his pulse quicken in both alarm and excitement. "I...I've never
kissed anyone before." What if he was sloppy and messy and Bill didn't like it?
What if Bill decided he didn't want to be mated to a horrible kisser and then
rejected him? He would be mortified, having been proved as undesirable as he
felt he was, and Mabel wouldn't be able to wed the love of her life. "I don't
know how." he finished timidly.

The alpha smirked. He had made sure the boy remained untouched just for him.
"Don't worry beautiful," Bill said as he cradled Dipper's jaw in his hands "I
will teach you." Taking his one hand away from the delicate jaw he brushed
chocolate bangs out from his omega's face. "Curious." he said as he saw the
boy's birthmark.

Dipper's breath hitched in embarrassment as Bill's finger traced over the
constellation on his forehead; the bane of his existence. He steeled himself
for his alpha's dissatisfaction. He was surprised when instead Bill whispered
out: "Marvelous." and pressed his mouth to the mark. The lips were soft and
warm against his skin and Dipper decided it was nice.

"Y-you don't mind my birthmark?" The teenagers heart fluttered appreciatively
when his right cheek was next kissed softly.

"Of course not." Bill said against the boy's smooth and hairless skin. "Who
wouldn't want a piece of the heavens?" He tilted Dipper's face to kiss his left
cheek and then moved to his lips, pausing just in front of the plush pink
petals. "Now I can boast that I have my very own star boy."

Bill's breath tickled Dipper's lips as he spoke and the other was so close he
could feel the moisture from the other's mouth without the two connecting yet.
His heart dropped into his stomach in a rush of arousal at the anticipation of
the kiss. The omega's eyelids fluttered closed when Bill's thin, warm, lips
pressed against his. It was a soft, short kiss, and Dipper was instantly
disappointed when the alpha pulled away.

Surprising himself the young omega lunged forward, wrapping his arm around the
blond's neck and smashed his mouth against the other's with an instant and
awkward hunger. He had no idea what he was doing as his teenage hormonal body
fulfilled it's starving longing for attention; and feasted upon the alpha’s
lips.

Bill was just as surprised by his Pinetree's sudden action and it took him a
moment to respond. In little more than a few seconds the alpha pulled Dipper
closer to him. Running his tongue along the seam of the brunette's lips he
requested entrance. The sixteen year old complied and let Bill explore his
mouth with the probing muscle.

As his alpha, Dipper let Bill lead but after a few minutes of breathy,
tentative, kissing he was ready to tread into unknown territory and start an
exploration of his own. Tilting his head a bit he deepened the kiss and pushed
against the others tongue with his own. He ran his tongue over Bill's teeth and
delved further into the delicious cavern to test the inner texture of his
alpha’s mouth. It was intoxicating and Dipper didn't want it to ever stop. He
had no idea how badly he had wanted to be kissed until now.

Dipper's brave boldness ignited a fire in Bill’s veins. He began to kiss his
omega roughly; his long, sharp, prominent canines scraping into Dipper's lips
and tongue. The brunette's soft, pleasurable, whines encouraged him to push the
teen down against the bench. However, there wasn't enough room and it caused
Dipper's head to thunk against the window instead. The omega was too drunk on
alcohol and lust to care.

The teen tilted and lifted his chin to allow the blond better access when he
had moved from his lips, down his jaw, and now to his neck. His breathing was
coming out in stuttering gasps as the alpha sucked and nipped at his throat.
There was an absurd amount of wetness between his legs but he wasn't as grossed
out as he would usually be about it. He found himself lifting his hips up,
trying to get friction from the body above him, but he couldn't quite get the
right angle and it came out in a frustrated whine.

The omega's sounds were like a siren's song to Bill and in the moment he swore
he was the temptress' slave. Bill would kill for the boy and his body. Nipping
the pale collarbone he snuck a hand up the orange tee shirt and felt up the
smooth skin of the thin abdomen, and over the bony ridges of ribs, to finally
grope an almost non existent pectoral. He circled his thumb over a nipple and
then pinched it between his fingers; smiling around the neck flesh between his
teeth at the sound it caused to spill from Dipper's mouth.

 It took Dipper a moment to realize the throaty moan had come from his own
lips; pulling him from his lusty haze and making him aware of what he was
doing. Things were moving too fast and he was in no way ready to move further.
"Stop!" He pushed at Bill's chest and began to tremble in fear at the growl
that rumbled from the alpha’s throat. “Please. I...I’m not ready for this...and
you said you would be a gentleman...and m-my parents will be home any minute
and it will only complicate the arrangement.”
 
With a frustrated sound Bill moved away from his fiancee. “You’re right.” He
ran his hands through his tousled hair that had been messed by Dipper’s hands
during their kissing. “I’m sorry.” He was angry at losing his self control. He
may be an alpha but he prided himself on his cool and level headedness.
Something about the smell of lust on the omega was turning him feral. He wanted
nothing more than to pin Pinetree down and have his way with him. He was
defintly going to masterbate on the way home. “You better go then.” He held out
the paper boutique bags filled with jewelry for Dipper to take. “Don’t forget
these. I’ll call you for further details of our arrangement once the Northwests
reconsider your sister’s proposal.”
 
Dipper nodded and took the bags. “I’ll see you later then, I guess.” he gave
Bill one quick last peck on the lips.
 
“Until later, Mason.”
 
The brunette paused looking into the interior of the car, at his alpha, after
he left the limo. “Dipper. Call me Dipper. It’s my nickname and it will raise
suspicion if you don’t use it.”
 
“Dipper it is then.” Bill smiled at his little omega and the big bad wolf in
him whined like a puppy when the boy returned the gesture with a small one of
his own.
 
                                      ***
 
The events of the day finally settled in when Dipper walked into his house. He
felt petrified at the prospect of being mated and living with a terrifying
alpha in just three short months. Most likely he would be giving up his dreams
of attending a university to study physics, to instead, serve his husband's
needs in any way demanded of him. He wished desperately to avoid this
eventuality and would be happy if Bill mysteriously disappeared off the face of
the earth and yet he wanted to see the man again if only to be kissed like he
was only moments ago. “What is wrong with me?” he said out loud as the tears,
that he had been holding back for most of the day, began to fall.”
 
Still more drunk than he had thought, Dipper tripped over the carpet's
transition strip and tumbled from the hallway and into the living room. His
twin turned her attention from the TV show she was watching when she heard his
yelp upon hitting the floor. Mabel laughed at his clumsiness until she realized
he was crying. Hurriedly she made her way to his side.
 
“Dipper are you ok? Did you hurt yourself?” She helped her brother up into a
sitting position when she noticed the many small boxes that had spilled from
some bags he had been holding. All of them were embossed with the same pink
metallic lettering. “Oh My God! Dipper! You robbed Giffany’s?”
 
“What? No!” Still teary eyed he started shoving the boxes back into the paper
bags. “These...They were gifts.”
 
Mabel watched her brother’s movements “Dipper, there has to be hundreds of
thousands of dollars in Jewelry here. What is going on and is that an
engagement ring?” She grabbed her brother’s hand to examine the band.
 
Shit!Shit!Shit!shit!Shit!  How was he going to explain this? “It’s...It’s…” He
started crying harder as he ripped his hand away and cradled it to his chest
like she had burned him. He couldn’t tell her the truth. She wouldn’t be ok
with the arrangement and then she and Pacifica would never be happy. How could
he live with himself if he ruined her one chance at happiness? If Mabel wasn’t
happy, he couldn’t be happy.
 
“Dipper?” Mabel was getting worried now.
 
“I love him.” He blurted out, unable to think of anything else. “I love him.”
he repeated.
 
“Who? You love who?” Mabel asked petting her twin’s hair soothingly.
 
“I..I can’t tell you. Not yet.” He started to hiccup, between sobs.
 
“I thought we told each other everything.” the female alpha said sadly “What do
you have to hide?”
 
Dipper shook his head from side to side. “Nothing. I just...I love him...I
can’t tell you who yet. M-mom and d-dad...they’ll be upset.” well it wasn’t a
total lie. No one wants their child being, supposedly, courted behind their
back.
 
Mabel sighed. She was pretty sure she smelled alcohol on Dipper and a familiar
scent that she couldn’t quite place. “Have you been drinking?” It wasn’t
accusatory.
 
The omega nodded.
 
“Look. I’m not going to pressure you to tell me something you don’t want to.
Just...are you ok? Like, has anyone hurt you? Do I need to kick someone’s ass?”
 
Dipper choked out a laugh through his tears “No. I’m ok. J-just a little
drunk.”
 
“Ok then. I’ll trust you. I’ve never had a reason not you. But you know I’m
always here if you need me, right?” Mabel asked as she helped Dipper gather his
things and then assisted him in standing. “Lets get you to bed before mom and
dad come home and know you’ve been drinking. I’ll grab you some water and Advil
after you're settled in bed. I’ll tell the betas (as she often called their
parents) that you’re not feeling good later.”
 
“Thanks Mabel. You’re the best.” Dipper sniffled, his tears starting to
subside.

“It’s cool. I know you’d do the same for me. Probably more.”
Chapter End Notes
     Hope you all liked it.
     It might take a bit for the next chapter to come out. I really need
     to work on getting at least one chapter out for "Domestication of a
     Demon" and "Twisted" before I work on this again. But stick with me
     and I think you won't regret it.
***** Closing Doors And Second Chances *****
Chapter Summary
     The Pines family gets a visit from the Northwests.
Chapter Notes
     Here I am being bad and posting another chapter before I finished one
     for "Twisted". Oh well, at least I got one out for "Dom. Of a Demon."
     I don't think any warning are needed for this chapter.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
The twins, having finished their homework for the evening (or rather, Dipper's
was finished and Mabel pretended she didn't have any), lounged on the couch.
Dipper took up a majority of the sofa, laying its length with his head in his
sister's lap, while looking at the TV without actually  watching the ghost-
hunting show that was currently playing. Mabel flipped through an arts and
crafts catalog that sat on the armrest; her free hand absently playing with her
brother's tangled curls. She loved picking out the knots with her fingers and
Dipper admittingly enjoyed how it felt, except for when she snagged a
particularly jumbled tangle. This was something they had done since they were
little and the omega reflected on how much he would miss the mundane routine
once he was married to Cipher. There was going to be a lot of everyday things
he would miss that, until now, he had taken for granted: the competitive way he
and his sister would race to the bathroom every morning to beat the other out
in order to be the first to get showered, the way his house smelled of lilacs
and carpet cleaner, how his mother hugged him and his father ruffled his hair
after coming home from work, his parents voices and laughter that wafted into
the living room from the kitchen, as it did now, while they prepared dinner
together...Dipper sighed.

Sensing her omega twin's discontent Mabel looked away from her browsing to gaze
down at his face. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." he lied.

"I call bullshit. I can see you chewing the inside of your lip and your
eyebrows are all scrunched together. I know something's up when your face has
that weird expression."

"What? No.." The teenaged boy tried to smooth his features. His alpha twin knew
him too well. "My face is not weird." He sat up and looked away from her,
unable to completely school his expression.

"Is this about that thing you don't want to talk about? You know, when you came
home all drunk two days ago with that bling you still have on your ring
finger?" Mabel had let it alone, but she was too curious a soul to let it drop
for too long.

"Maybe." he whispered out, twisting the said band around his finger. "look I
want to tell you about it, but I can't. Not yet." Dipper said guiltily.

"Dip-puuuuuuuuur." Mabel Whined. "I though we told each other everything. I
even told you the first time Paz and I had sex. Every. Little. Detail."

"Don't remind me." the omega gave a small laugh, rolling his eyes. "Some things
should remain unsaid."

"So you won't tell me?"

"Not yet."

"Fine." Mabel said, but she wasn't ready to give in. She pounced on him,
sitting on his legs, effectively pinning him to the couch and started tickling
him. "Talk or I'm gonna tickle you until you pee."

"No fair." Dipper got out between laughs that were taken by force. He tried to
bat her hands away from his stomach but it was impossible as she was so much
stronger than him. If she didn't let up he really would lose his bladder. she
always used his ticklish skin against him and to get her way. "Grunckle" he
called. "Grunckle."

The girl paused but her fingers still hovered over him threateningly. "Ok,
spill the beans."

"let me up first."

"Fine," she said as she got off of him and took her previous spot by the arm
rest. "but don't try to get out of it. Just remember I am faster than you and
can catch you if you try to run."

Dipper sat up. "When was the last time I tried to run? I know the punishment is
worse when I try to evade you anyway. Like the time you tickled me until I peed
and then rubbed my face in it, literally."

"heh, that was funny." Mabel chuckled. "Until I got in trouble with the betas
for it."

"Alpha jerk." Dipper muttered as he prepared himself to practice the lies he
had come up with.

"Omega cry baby." The girl retaliated with good natured teasing. "Secrets, now!
Give em to me."

 Taking a deep breath Dipper catapulted himself into fabrication. "So, I have
kind have been seeing someone behind mom and dad's back."

"But you're the perfect child who never does anything wrong and always sucks up
to the betas. This is scandalous." Mabel teased her brother, though she was
still genuinely surprised. "Is that who bought you all that jewelry?" Dipper
nodded his head. Mabel whistled. "Wow! He must be loaded."

"He does have money, but that's not what's important." No, the important thing
was that Mabel be able to marry Paz.

"Then what makes the guy so special?" Mabel leaned in towards her twin
excitedly. she loved gossip and was happy her brother was finally seeing
someone. "Is the alpha or beta super good in bed?"

"Alpha. And eww, gross. I'm still a virgin Mabel." Alright time to try his
acting skills. Dipper tried to think about something he liked about Bill so
that his lie might sound more convincing. His teenaged hormonal body went
straight to the kissing. He definitely loved Bill's lips and how they felt on
his mouth and skin. Every time he started to feel anxiety regarding the
situation he thought about those kisses and how he wanted more. Just Thinking
about it made him blush. "I love him Mabel and he loves me. And he... He asked
me to marry him."

The brunette girl let out a shrill sound and grabbed her brother in a bone
crushing hug. "So it is an engagement ring on your finger. I knew it. I mean I
didn't know, know it, but l knew it. Dipper, this is amazing news. And here I
thought you would be single forever. Why didn't you tell mom and dad though?
Why didn't the alpha request to court you by meeting with the betas ahead of
time?"

Dipper chewed his lip momentarily before answering. "It's complicated," That
part was true. "Especially because of who it is. We kinda wanted to keep things
quiet until we both knew what we wanted from our relationship."

"I know you love a good mystery novel, with a suspenseful plot and all that,
but this is real life so stop being all mysterious." Mabel complained. "Who is
the lucky dog?"

"Promise you won't say anything to mom or dad? They will know soon enough, when
the timing is right." He held out his pinky finger and Mabel took it, hooking
it around her own.

"Pinky promise." she swore. "Now spill it before I die from the suspense."

The omega paused and it was not for dramatic effect but it worked just as well.
"Bill Cipher" he whispered out.

"BILL CIPHER!?" she repeated much more loudly.

Dipper quickly covered her mouth with his hand to shush her just as their
mother walked into the room. "What was that about your father's boss?" asked
Helena of her children.

"Nothing important. We...we were just gossiping. Right Mabel?" He said his
sister's name in a tone that was full of warning, removing his hand from her
face.

"Yeah, rumor has it that the most eligible bachelor is moving off the market.
Just caught himself a pretty little omega." Mabel smirked.

"Oh? I don't think your father has heard anything about that yet. Well if it's
true we are sure to find out soon enough. The Media can't help themselves when
it comes to his personal life. A shame the man can't just live his life without
everyone wanting to know about it." The beta wasn't one to follow the lives of
the rich and famous. She had a enough real life problems to worry about after
all-like saving enough money to put two children through college, and  for
Mabel's future dowry and wedding with whomever would accept her proposal. It
was a shame it couldn't be Pacifica. The two girls made each other so happy.
She sighed and put a smile on her face. "Enough gossip you two. come into the
kitchen, dinner is done."

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After dinner Helena put on some water for tea for herself and and her husband,
and hot chocolate for the teens, while Arthur cleared the table. Dipper washed
the dishes and Mabel dried. They had a dishwasher but their parents thought it
was important for them to learn the value of doing things for themselves (and
to keep their alpha daughter grounded when she might otherwise accept the
notion that her future omega should do everything for her inside the home). The
family chatted idly about school and work while finishing up their chore.
Helena noted that her son remained oddly silent but figured he had lost himself
in thought about some scientific theory or complex plot he was reading about in
a book. It wasn't unusual for the omega to zone out.

No sooner was the last dish put away when the doorbell rang alerting them to
visitors. Helena and Arthur looked at each other and wordlessly communicated,
with their expressions and body language, that neither had expected company.
Dipper didn't really have many friends and they discouraged Mabel from having
people over on school nights as she was easily distracted from her homework.

"I wonder who it could be." Arthur speculated as he got out of his chair at the
kitchen table. "I'll go check and see." he said as he left the room.

A few moments later he returned with Preston and Pacifica. The blond omega was
grinning widely though, as she bit her lips periodically, it was clear she was
trying to keep a straight face.

Helena, taking out mugs for the hot drinks, pulled out two additional cups for
their guests.

Mabel instantly went to Pacifica's side, taking a seat next to the girl as the
guests took a place at the table "What are you doing here?"

"Mabel!" Helena chided, before smiling at their company and placing two mugs in
front of them. "Preston, Pacifica, to what business do we owe the pleasure of
your presence?"

 Pacifica looked at her father expectantly as he eyed the cheap mug and it's
contents with clear disdain. However, he smiled, albeit falsely, when he
addressed the family. "I would like to reconsider my previous rejection of
Mabel's proposal to my daughter." There was a stunned silence and he cleared
his throat before continuing. "My decision was made too hastily. Recent events
and new information has caused me to deliberate over my initial decision." Here
he looked at Dipper and the omega lowered his gaze to the table, hoping his
family didn't pick up on the significance of the Alpha’s words. Dipper was sure
Bill would have told Northwest to keep tight-lipped regarding the engagement.
 "I have overlooked some worthy connections in your family's line and feel that
the union of our daughters would be beneficial to both parties involved.”
 
“This is great news!” Mabel exclaimed, grabbing her girlfriend's hand from
under the table. “Mom, dad,” she addressed her parents hopefully. Even though
she was an alpha she was still underage and would need their permission to
secure the engagement. She wouldn’t imagine they would turn down the counter
offer out of spite, but one never really knows what another is capable of after
being scorned. “What do you think?”
 
“I would very much like our daughters to be engaged as they so wish, but last
time we never made it into the details of the dowry. Do you accept the offer of
$150,000 and for us to pay for the wedding, as customary?” Arthur questioned.
 
Preston tried not to scoff at the idea. “I cannot accept less than $250,000 for
the dowry for someone as precious as my dear pacifica.” The Northwests did not
need the money but to marry off his daughter for less than half a million, was
already insulting, and made it seem like his daughter was cheap and therefore
made the family name appear so as well. He only stooped so low because it
secured a closer tie to the Cipher name. “And of course, as you suggested, the
cost of the wedding would also be your responsibility.”
 
“Two hundred and fifty thousand dollars is a lot of money.” Helena said
carefully. “We already have two children to put through college and it could be
three if Pacifica becomes part of our family…”
 
“If Mabel is an adequate alpha, she should be able to support her family
without Pacifica having to go to university as well.” Preston cut in knowing,
but not caring, that his daughter wanted to go to college (for textile and
pattern design) regardless of Mabel’s future financial situation. “And your son
is a fetching omega who also has no need for college. I’m sure he already knows
everything that he needs to in order to succeed in life; securing himself a
high level alpha to take care of him.”
 
Dipper looked around the room nervously and discreetly covered his engagement
ring by folding one hand over the other, trying to act like Preston’s words
held no relevance.
 
Mabel snorted and Helena had a sharp comeback on the tip of her tongue for the
rude man but held it back when Arthur touched her leg in a calming gesture. The
female beta was a little more of the hothead in the couple and it wouldn’t do
any good to insult the father of the omega Mabel wanted to marry.
 
“My wife is right, the requested dowry is a bit above our budget, but let’s not
get off course veering into subjects that do not directly deal with the matter
at hand. I do believe that both families have their daughters best interest in
mind. I also understand that you are offering us, by your means, a discounted
dowry. As such, I believe, my wife and I are in agreement to accept your
generous offer so that our children’s engagement may be officialized.” Arthur
looked at his wife and she nodded begrudgingly, only for the sake of the two
girls happiness. She did not look forward to having the prick as an in-law.
 
“Glad to see we could settle this so quickly.” Preston made to stand “I will
have my lawyer draw up the paperwork in the morning and have it to you within a
few days. Come Pacifica the limo is waiting outside for us.”
 
Mabel and her new fiancee gave each other a brief hug “See you at school
tomorrow love” Pacifica whispered before following her father out of the house.
 
The young alpha played it cool until she heard the front door close and then
she started laughing maniacally and squeezed the life out of each family member
in turn, ending with Dipper-making him practically dance around the kitchen
with her. “This is the best day of my life.” She said in a sing-song voice
 
“Mabes you're making me dizzy.” Dipper laughed.  Seeing his alpha so happy
confirmed, in his mind, that he had made the right decision. He would have no
regrets.
 
Mabel stopped so suddenly that Dipper practically crashed into her. If she
wasn’t so strong they would have both fell over, instead the impact only moved
her back a step or two. “But who is this family connection Preston mentioned
that made him think our lowly family was now worth Pacifica’s hand?” A sly grin
matched her coy musings and Dipper felt the urge to slap her smug face.
 
“Perhaps he just realized that Stanford Pines is of close relation. Our great
uncle is a renowned scientist after all. His position should give our family
some credit.” Dipper offered in an attempt to lead his family astray.
 
“If Ford were an alpha I would agree,” Helena said about her uncle in law,
stirring some sugar into the tea she was happy to finally be able to enjoy.
“But Preston, along with a lot of other dick (here Arthur gave her a look for
cursing in front of the children) alphas, discount Ford's accomplishments
simply because he is an Omega. They rather slander his name and believe that he
manipulated or slept his way into his position.”
 
“Helena!” Arthur shook his head at his wife. “I didn’t tell you office water
cooler talk about Ford for you to repeat it to the children. They don’t need to
hear about his unfair treatment in his professional environment.”
 
The woman rolled her eyes, taking a sip of her tea. “For god’s sake Art, the
‘children’ are two years away from being adults. Can’t keep them protected from
the unfairness of the world forever. Besides, once Dipper goes to college he is
going to learn real fast that being an omega in an alpha world isn’t a fair
thing. He’ll have to work twice as hard to get the same recognition as an alpha
would and that’s only after being beaten down and shit on to crawl his way to
even be taken seriously.”
 
“You are being discouraging.” Arthur said simply.
 
“No, I am being realistic.” The female beta responded.
 
“It’s fine dad.” Dipper interjected. “Mom’s right. It’s not anything I haven’t
thought about and it’s better to be prepared than disillusioned when the truth
rears it’s ugly head. Besides who knows what will happen in two years. Maybe
I’ll be in college or maybe I’ll be married with a baby on the way.”
 
Arthur furrowed his eyebrows. He felt like there were obvious connections
tonight that he just wasn’t able to piece together. It irked him. As an
accountant and mathematician finding the missing variables usually came easy to
him.
 
“Huh,” Helena gave her son an odd look “Well that is something I’d never
thought I would hear you say.
 
“It’s just talk.” Dipper said quietly, shoving his hands into his pockets to
keep his ring out of view “I don’t even think I know what I’m saying....It’s
been a long day. I think I’m going to lay down. Besides you and dad probably
have a lot to talk about-like finances and stuff.”
 
“Ok baby.” Helena kissed her son goodnight when he offered his cheek. “See you
in the morning.”
 
“I’ll follow you up. I’m not going to bed yet but I want to brush my teeth.”
Mabel said, as she followed Dipper to the stairs. “It’s perfect, huh?” She
said, elbowing Dipper in the ribs. “You and I both being engaged. Almost too
perfect. You being promised to one of the most influential alphas in the world
and then Preston reconsidering my proposal right after.”
 
It annoyed Dipper that Mabel was almost always oblivious about everything but
had keen deductive skills when he rather she not “A happy coincidence I can
assure you.”
 
“Yeah, I guess you're right. Happy...You are happy right?” She asked as they
stopped outside his bedroom door.”
 
Dipper summoned the brightest smile he could muster. “Of course I am.” He
pushed his twin’s shoulder playfully “Stop worrying, that’s my job.”
 
Mabel hugged her brother again before letting him retire for the night. “I
admire Cipher, because he is the epitome of a textbook alpha, but that is also
what makes me worried when it comes to you marrying him. He’s not who I would
ever pictured you with, but if he makes you happy then that is all that
matters. But old blood alpha or not I will kick his ass if he hurts you. You
tell me if he ever steps out of line. Ok?”
 
“I will.” Dipper nodded before opening his door. “Night Mabel, I love you.”

“Love you too.” Mabel said to Dipper through the door that had already closed
him off from her.
Chapter End Notes
     Did you like it? Let me know what you think.
***** Breaking News *****
Chapter Summary
     The Beta's find out about Bill and Dipper's engagement. How will they
     take the news?
Chapter Notes
     Hello all. Guess what? I got a FANART from RokuTsubasa (and it's
     awesome!). I was so excited I decided to use the dress from the
     picture in this chapter. The only difference is I made it black to
     fit the story. See RokuTsubasa's picture in the beginning of the
     chapter.
     If any one wants the link here it is:
     http://rokutsubasa61.tumblr.com/post/153544484928/%E0%B3%AD%E0%A9%A7-
     %E0%A9%AD%E0%B3%A8-still-working-on-improving-my-art-qwq
     Warnings (?) for chapter: Bill being a creep. Family discord.
     Discrimination/double standards.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
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Two days later, on a Friday, Arthur walked up to Thomas (or teeth as he was
often referred to)-bills secretary and a rather pleasant alpha. Bill was the
only alpha Arthur knew that purposely hired and enjoyed working with so many
other dominant alphas. It was amazing that they were all able to work so well
together considering the amount of dominant personalities in one place and they
all bent to one man's will so compliantly.

"Hey Arthur," teeth smiled widely "you here for your meeting with Bill?" He
didn't wait for the beta to answer before continuing. "He's ready for you so
you can go ahead in."
"Thanks Thomas." Arthur knocked on the Mahogany, French, doors before opening
one of the panel's to let himself into the office.

"Yes?" Bill inquired looking up irritability, from over his reading glasses, at
the intruder. He smiled wolfishly when he remembered who had requested a
meeting for this time. "Arthur, come in. Have a seat, please." Bill abandoned
the reports that cluttered his desk, and took off his spectacles to gesture to
one of the executive chairs before his desk. Leaning back he gave the manager
his full attention. "So what can I do for you?"

Arthur noticed Bill's disheveled appearance and eyed the messy desk covered in
reports and Graphs as well as a desktop computer, laptop, and two iPads all
with research and development taking up the screens. At times Arthur doubted
Bill's sincerity, and didn't care for his brash personality nor outdated
opinions, but he had to admire the man's dedication to  his company and
employees. He may act superior at times but he was an invested CEO and his
workers respected him.
Clearing his throat Arthur jumped into his rehearsed script. "I know you're
busy so I won't take much of your time. Mr. Northwest has reconsidered my
daughter's proposal and Pacifica and Mabel are now engaged."

"Are they now? Well congratulations then. You must be so excited."

"Yes, we are. However the dowry was a bit more than we expected. I hate to ask"
as he was a proud man and disliked having to ask for assistance in supporting
his family. It made him feel he had failed them somehow. "But would you still
be willing to loan me some money? About one hundred thousand dollars to be
exact." He cringed as the amount passed his lips "I wouldn't expect it to be
gifted and I will pay you back." somehow, he added in thought, nervously.

"Of course Arthur but, as you noted, I am very busy so let's discuss it later.
Over dinner perhaps. Let's say 7:00 at lucien's and bring the family, Pacifica
included." The reservation was already made for a party of six.

"Oh, uh, I wouldn't want to put you out." Not to mention that lucien's was a
very expensive restaurant and he was already in the hole."

"You wouldn't be and I absolutely insist. My treat. It is for a special
occasion after all and I would like to congratulate the couple in person. It's
not every day an alpha and omega who truly love each other get to actually
share their lives together."
"No I suppose not." What with arranged marriages or alpha and sometimes beta
parents often choosing an omega's mate It was still uncommon for an omega to
marry whom they wished. "Thank you. I'll let my family know to be ready to go
out." Arthur stood to leave. "I'll be heading back to work for now."

"Of course. Until tonight then." Finished with their conversation, Bill
returned the glasses to his face and resumed his work without waiting for
Arthur to have left the office. He smiled to himself. Everything was falling
smoothly into place.
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With his hair still damp from his shower Dipper stood in front of his open
closet, dressed in nothing more than a towel, as he decided what to wear. The
omega didn't own many dresses as he usually dressed down to appear less
attractive to prowling alphas. Grabbing one of the hangers he settled on a
Lolita style dress, the skirts and bodice full with ruffles and ribbons. The
thing even had a matching bonnet that Dipper had adored when he was 14 and was
into looking like a doll for special occasions. He had outgrown the style
recently but the dress still fit him perfectly and he had to admit, as he
watched himself twirl in the mirror, that it was a beautiful article of
clothing. The ebony fabric contrasted nicely with his ivory skin and it suited
the   situation. If all went to plan, tonight Dipper would be officially
engaged to Bill and would be mourning the death of his individuality and the
loss of his freedom.

After slipping into black panties he sat on his bed and rolled on a pair of
matching sheer garter stockings over his slender legs. He avoided the regular
hosiery as it confined his boy parts.

Getting up from his bed to sit at his vanity Dipper could hear Mabel and Paz
noisily make their way past his room on their way downstairs. If the girls were
ready that meant he didn't have much time left. Watching his reflection he
applied his goto combination of cosmetics: eyeliner, mascara, and a red tinted,
strawberry flavored lip gloss. He always skipped foundation as he had a smooth
complexion, and blush because his cheeks (and nose) were naturally dusted pink.

He was securing his bonnet when he heard the muffled voices of his parents
talking to his twin and her fiancée. Crap, he better hurry. Grabbing his
chunky, high, heeled maryjanes he ran down the stairs and managed to slip the
shoes on his feet in the process. It was a miracle he didn't fall and break his
neck. In his hurry he barreled straight into his father when he rushed into the
living room.

"Woah there Dipper." Said Arthur as he grabbed his son’s shoulders to keep the
slight boy from falling back. "Don't you look pretty. What are you all dressed
up for?"

"Dinner? Didn't you text the family telling us we're going out?" For a second
he questioned if he had misread the message, but then remembered Cipher had
also texted him telling him tonight was the night. He had even reminded him to
dress appropriately. Stepping back from his father he smoothed out his skirt.

"Well yes, but you don't have to go. It's Mr. Cipher that invited us." Perhaps
Dipper had missed that part of the message.

"I know. But I...l want to. He’s not that bad. Besides I think I may have
overreacted to his original advances." Dipper rubbed his arm nervously.

"Who are you and what have you done with me son?" Helena interjected.

Arthur would have chuckled at his wife if his son didn't have him so perplexed.
Cipher had made improper and unprovoked advances towards Dipper and while he
never acted on them it didn't make Arthur any less Leary. However, they were
going out to celebrate Mabel's engagement so perhaps Dipper just wanted to be
there for his twin. They were very close. "Of course you're welcome to come, I
just don't want you to be uncomfortable."

"Ugh, dad give it a rest. Dipper wants to go, so what?" Mabel complained
loudly. "I'm starving, let's go."

"Mabel, is right sweety." Helena said, putting on her coat. "If we don't go
soon we will be late. You don't want to leave a man like Cipher waiting. He
might change his mind about lending us money."
 
All in agreement and with idle chatter they put on their coats and left the
house to make their way to Lucien's.
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It turned out they had no need to rush. When the pines family and Pacifica made
it to the restaurant Bill had yet to arrive, but they were led to the table
with a message left by Bill, with the hostess, to order drinks and hors
d'oeuvre while they waited.

The family enjoyed light refreshments and listening to the pianist and
violinist that provided entertainment for the night. Used to extravagance,
Pacifica giggled good naturedly at Mabel and Helena's amazed chatter about the
grandeur of the establishment. The blond omega enraptured them with tales of
the most expensive and bizarre places she had ever dined. Even Arthur listened
with rapt attention to the girls experiences. She was an animated and talented
storyteller. It was no wonder she and Mabel got on so well once she dropped her
groomed and pretentious facade.

Dipper however may has well been on another planet for all he took notice of
his company and surroundings. Neither the din of the restaurant patrons nor the
noise and conversation of his own party could breach his inattention.

Nervously he toyed with the cloth napkin, twisting and tying it into knots as
he went over the false story of his and Bill's relationship. Dipper had made up
most of the details, but Bill had improved on them. Together over texts and a
phone call or two they had thought of every possible question Dipper's parents
could ask and how to deal effectively with the different scenarios the night
could end with. It was decided that if his parents didn't believe him or
refused the proposal than Dipper was to denounce his family in the name of love
and leave with Bill in an act of defiance while Bill pretended to try and calm
both sides. Hopefully it didn't come to that. He didn't want to fight with his
parents over a man he didn't really love and he sure as hell wasn't ready to
move in with Bill. He just wanted to get this over with; to know where he stood
at the end of the night.

Forty five minutes after they had arrived Dipper finally saw Bill making his
way towards them. His walk was haughty and confident and the omega had to admit
he looked handsome and dapper in his crisp black suit; the ensemble completed
with a black bowtie strung through the collar of a garishly yellow dress shirt.

Remembering what the alpha had told him, about greeting his mate, Dipper
shifted out of his chair to meet Bill a few steps from their table. Bill paused
when Dipper stopped before him. Placing a hand on the blond's chest Dipper
reached his body and face up to kiss his alphas lips. Even in high heels the
blonde was a fair bit taller than him. Bill's hands automatically went to the
boy's narrow hips. The kiss was chaste but lingering and Bill licked along
Dipper's lower lip to taste the strawberry sweetness before pulling away. If
only love had nothing to do with emotions and everything with sexual attraction
and arousal then Dipper would be able to say he was madly in love.

The omega could hear his sister's snickering behind him and his mother's gasp
of astonishment. Someone dropped their fork onto their plate with a clatter of
surprise. He could practically feel his family's stares burning holes into his
back. To add to Dipper's embarrassment a fair deal more sets of eyes were on
him, probably trying to determine if he was just another of Cipher's infamous
flings or finally someone more important.

Dipper's attention flipped back to the alpha when he spoke. "Hello darling,"
Bill said looking his omega over. "You look so innocent tonight. Like a pretty
porcelain doll." Oh how he wanted to break his little toy in. Unfortunately it
would have to wait.

"T-thanks." Dipper stuttered out, his natural pink blush darkening to a sinful
shade of scarlet. "You to." He mentally face palmed. "Not that you look pretty
or like a doll. I mean handsome. You look handsome."

Bill laughed boisterously. It both embarrassed Dipper, as he was who the sound
was directed at, and intrigued him. It was the first time Dipper heard him
laugh genuinely and while it sounded like it belonged to a deranged demon,
wanting to take over the world, he found he rather liked the sound of it.

"You, my pet, are adorable. come now," Bill said, regrettably removing his
hands from the omega's hips to take one of the small hands in his. "Let's break
the news to your family."

Being that they were only a few feet away from their party the Pines family had
overheard everything.

"Dipper," Arthur questioned as his son took the seat in the chair Cipher had
pulled out for him. "what news is to be broken? Why on earth did you kiss
Cipher?"

"My thoughts exactly." Helena said mirroring her husband's sentiments. "What in
God's name is going on?”

Taking his seat next to Dipper Bill laid his cards on the table. "Your son and
I have been courting for the last three months and I no longer feel that it is
enough. Our limited time together, meeting in secret, is too short and l spend
our time apart yearning only for when I can see him again. Believing Dipper
felt the same way I chose the most obvious way to end our turmoil and asked
Dipper to marry me."

The brunette tried not to roll his eyes at Bill's dramatic rendition. "I said
yes." Dipper held up his hand, showing off his ring, and doing his best to
sound excited. It come off more anxious; like he might burst into tears at any
second.

"I'm sorry, but what?" Arthur was incredulous. He ignored Bill and spoke
directly to his son. "I don't understand. I thought you were afraid of Bill."
This didn't make sense.

The brunette felt nervous with the entire group staring at him. Wishing he
could dive under the table and hide he instead cleared his throat in
preparation to spew his practiced lines. "I was." Bill squeezed his leg and
Dipper didn't know if it was a sign of support or just an excuse to touch him.
"But a little over three months ago I sought Bill out... No one had given me
much notice and every date I ever had ended with only one outing. Honestly I
thought there must be something wrong with me. I tried to get the people, who
had requested to court me, to tell me why I wasn't worth keeping, but they were
all stupid teenagers and wouldn't give me a straight answer."

"Oh honey," Helena said sadly. "You should have told us you felt that way. We
would have let you know how perfect you are,  and that if someone else couldn't
see that then they are the ones who have something wrong with them." She
finished with a typical mom response.

"I couldn't agree more." Bill said slyly.

Dipper gave Bill a fake adoring smile for the audience and returned his
attention back to his mother and the rest of the party. "Thanks mom, but
please, let me finish. I decided to go to the first person to ever make
advances towards me. I figured as an adult he would be honest with me." Here he
looked over at his future mate.

Taking Dipper's hand Bill rubbed circles into the creamy flesh with his thumb.
The omega was not object to it. It felt nice. "I couldn't speak for Dipper's
other suitors, but I explained to him that l hadn't lost interest. I was afraid
I had come on too strong during our initial meeting and, since it was obvious
he avoided me afterwards, gave up on pursuing him. I had hoped that we would
have had the opportunity to become acquainted to a point where he could become
comfortable with me. At such time l would have requested a formal courtship
from you." Here spoke to Arthur and Helena. "But as you know, that time never
came."

"I was the one who, in a very un-omega fashion" he needed to make the story
believable and that he had some part in the creation of the relationship.
"Advanced on Bill." He blushed when the alpha brought the hand, that he had
been caressing, to his lips for a soft kiss. "I asked him to court me. It
didn't matter that I didn't know him. I was desperate for  the attention."

"Oh my god!" Helena Blanched, jumping to conclusions. "You are pregnant, aren't
you."

Beside her Arthur also paled. It seemed the most likely conclusion. Down on
himself, Dipper went looking for love and was willing to do anything to get it.
Taking advantage of the emotional teen Bill provided all the attention the boy
needed and more. His promiscuity was no secret. Perhaps at some point Dipper
got sick and was on an antibiotic that counteracted the contraceptive and got
pregnant. Dipper wasn't the type to have an abortion and Bill may be an asshole
alpha but he took care of what was his; they decided to rush into a marriage
without an official courting period to save grace; Bill had an imagine to
uphold after all.

"What?" The omega asked even though he had heard and understood his mother
completely.

"Oh my god!" Mabel squealed excitedly. "Paz, we're going to be aunts."

"I don't know if this is something to be so ecstatic about yet." Pacifica said
dryly. Dipper wanted to finish school and this would certainly interfere with
his plans.

Bill laughed and it took Dipper a moment to gather his wits after being
completely dumbfounded. "I am not pregnant." The brunette spat out indignantly.

"I can assure you Dipper's virtue is intact." Bill grinned, amused with the
assumption. "We have not had sex."

"Why would you all come to that conclusion?" Dipper asked with an honest sneer.
"Do you think I am so unlovable that someone would only propose to me because I
was knocked up?"

Helena frowned, her baby almost never took that tone of voice with them "Honey,
I didn't mean to upset you..."

"Upset me?" Dipper said unevenly, cutting His mother off. The woman had
unintentionally hit on his insecurities. "You didn't just upset me you have
insulted Bill and I. First you insinuate that I gave my body in exchange for
love and then, that Bill had somehow taken advantage of me. He has been nothing
but a gentleman towards me." Well that was debatable. "And I find such
accusations deplorable."

The blond man moved his chair closer to Dipper's and pulled his omega close,
playing the part of the doting alpha attempting to comfort his distressed mate.
The teen unintentionally leaned into the alphas strong, warm, side.

"Dipper," Arthur warned. "Don't talk to your mother like that. You come to us
asking for our blessing to marry a man that you have been dating without our
consent and after we have sheltered you from the said man because he made
inappropriate advances and you were afraid of him. Honestly, what do you expect
us to think? This would have been a whole lot easier if you had just been
honest with us. Cipher," here he addressed his employer. "Even though it was
Dipper that approached you why didn't you request an official courtship with us
after he advanced on you?"

"Because Dipper asked me not to. I was only respecting his wishes." Bill leaned
over and kissed the top of his omegas head."

Dipper tried to avoid hid father's gaze. "Is this true?" Asked the beta.

"Yes." Dipper said resolutely. Why was he feeling bitter, and towards who? He
was starting to feel like he was getting too into his part. Perhaps he would
have made a good actor.

"Why?" Arthur couldn't understand why his son hadn't come to him about this.
Hadn't they always been good parents to Dipper, facilitating an open,
accepting, and loving family relationship?

"Because I knew you would overreact like this. You're acting like l committed a
horrific crime when all l did was date someone. It was behind your back, but so
what. I don't see what the big bloody deal is. Besides, I didn't know if I even
liked Bill at that point. I just wanted know what it felt like to be courted.
Like for real courted with multiple dates and late night phone calls and such.
I didn't think it would last long so I didn't see any reason to tell you. I
didn't expect to fall in love, but we did and so here we are. Why can't you
just be happy for me?"

"Because you've only been seeing each other for three months. It's hardly long
enough to know if you like someone let alone love them. Do you have feelings
for Bill? I am sure you do, but at your age it is most likely physical. What
you are feeling is called lust, not love."

"Well that's a bit unfair." Bill replied, "You may be my omega's father, but
who are you to say how he feels?"

"Ok, then" Arthur said clipping his words in an attempt to keep his temper
under control. Next to him Helena rubbed his thigh trying to calm him. The
roles were usually reversed and it felt as wrong as Dipper wanting to marry
Cipher. "Dipper what do you love about him?"

"Excuse me?" Dipper blinked rapidly. Of all things he hadn't expected this. He
didn't have an answer prepared. His hands started to sweat as the pressure
rolled over him in anxious waves.

"You heard me. Why do you Love Cipher."

Bill watched Dipper wet his lips nervously. The little pink tongue darting out
was very becoming. However he was more interested in how his future mate would
answer the question.

"I..." Dipper began. "I love him f-for his knowledge. He is smart...and we have
interesting conversations about everything from... scientific theories to how
retro horror movies are better than modern ones. We also...have a lot in
common. He has a physics degree and I want to go to school for physics. He has
a beautiful smile, when he's not being arrogant, and when he laughs it lights
up his whole face... He is attentive and wants to spend his sparse time with me
when he has so many more important obligations..."
 
"That's enough." Arthur said, surprisingly calmly, to Dipper's relief. He
didn't know how much more he could make up on such short notice. He preferred
to work with a plan. Winging it was not his forte. "It seems you really do love
Mr cipher." He trusted his son, and didn't think he could lie with a straight
face. Dipper was the type to tell on himself before he was even suspected of
anything. Like the time he and Mabel broke a lamp as children and then blurted
it out as soon as he saw his parents, much to his twin's dismay.  "But Cipher l
need to know you truly love my son. I can't hand him over to just anyone."

"Daaaaad," Mabel groaned, playing with her silverware. "Why can't you just let
it go? Let them be happy."

"It's fine Mabel." Cipher assured the other alpha. "I understand where your
father is coming from. But think about it," he said to his omega's parents. "I
was a known playboy. To want to settle down with someone, they must be
special." Bill's hand wandered back to Dipper's leg and he found his way under
full skirts to caress the bare thigh that peeked out above a concealing thigh
high stocking. The fondling was hidden by the tablecloth but Dipper blushed and
stiffened his body regardless. "I can promise to protect and take care of my
mate. I can also assure you that I will remain faithful to him and never stray
from our wedding bed. I may not always be one hundred percent honest, I am a
businessman after all, but I am a man of my word." Looking away from the betas
Bill took Dipper's chin in his hand to tilt the pale beautiful face towards
his. "When I say I only have eyes for my sweet Mason Pines," He paused briefly
to press a light kiss to the glossed lips. "I mean it." His smirk curled
triumphantly when the omega's tongue slipped out to lick his own lips, tasting
the blond's lingering flavor, and leaned his head forward to chase the mouth
that left his too quickly. Realizing that the kiss was indeed over Dipper
tucked his head embarrassingly into the juncture between the older man's neck
and shoulder. Loving him may be an act on behalf of the omega but the teen's
attraction to him was not and his Pinetree's desire was just yet an opening bud
promising to blossom into a full passionate flower. Bill chortled and wrapped
an arm around the slender boy and then returned his attention to the betas.

The older couple read each other's facial cues. Helena nodded to her husband
and Arthur sighed. "Dipper, Cipher, I can't say I'm happy about how your
relationship started and progressed and that it was kept a secret from Helena
and I. However, it is not my life to live and it appears you two have genuine
feelings towards each other." The middle aged beta shook his head and rubbed
the tension from his growing headache by pinching the bridge of his nose. "I
still have misgivings about this relationship but, against my better judgement
Helena and I accept the proposal."

Dipper's shoulders sagged in relief. He didn't know if Preston would honor his
daughter's engagement to Mabel if their parents refused to allow him to marry
Bill. He wasn't sure how he felt about wedding a complete stranger in three
months but he happily let Bill capture his lips in victory kiss as Mabel
congratulated them. Pacifica also offered her congratulations but it sounded
more obligatory than genuine.

"Lets celebrate with food and drink shall we?" Bill raised his hand to signal
over the waiter that had been waiting for his command to serve. He had advised
the manager previously that he didn't want to be interrupted by the waitstaff
until after the engagement was solidified.

Once the order was put in the food was quick to arrive. The tension hovering
over the party began to dissipate with pleased palates, relaxing spirits, and
casual conversation. Of course the alphas took the reigns for steering the
conversation topics but no one seemed to mind and Dipper used it to learn more
about his future mate. Like Mabel, the blond alpha excelled at entertaining a
group. He was expressive and animated and had experienced the world in a way
that only the financially unrestricted could, which made for enthralling tales
that pulled astonishment, wonder, and laughter from the small spell bound
audience. Dipper had to admit Bill was fun to be around and as the night swept
by the omega found the prospect of marrying the man a little less frightening.
The frequent light kisses and touches throughout the evening didn't hurt
either.

Eventually the conversation came back to their engagement and pending wedding.
Specifically the dowry required of Bill for Dipper's hand. "As tradition calls,
my family will be responsible for the wedding cost, but as such I expect total
control over the venue and other details. I know many modern people, such as
yourselves, like to include both families in the planning but please understand
I have very particular and refined tastes. Dipper and I have a vision already
worked out." Dipper nodded as if he had some idea of what the vision was and
wondered if he would be privy to it before their wedding day.  "Monetarily I
offer a half million dollars."

Helena nearly spit out her wine but was able to choke it down with a little
more than a few coughs. "A half of million dollars?" She repeated in disbelief.
"That would more than cover the money we need for Mabel and Pacifica's dowry
and wedding."

"It should cover Mabel's college cost as well, twice over." Bill noted, taking
a sip of wine while his free hand rubbed lazy circles into Dipper's side.

"That is very generous of you." Arthur confessed.

"Honestly if you want more ask for it. I would pay anything to secure Dipper to
my wedding bed."

Arthur chose to ignore the last bit, even though it bothered him, there would
be no merit to pointing it out and causing a fuss. His son would was clearly
going to marry the man regardless. And Mabel was jumping into another question
already away; stealing his chance should he have want to say anything more.

"When do you two lovebirds plan on getting married anyway?" Mabel questioned
excitedly.

"It better not be the same time as Mabel and I." Said Pacifica rather rudely,
though Dipper knew she didn't mean anything by it.   

The brunette alpha smiled. "July of the year we graduate, just in case you
needed to be reminded."

Dipper rolled his eyes. "Trust me you have nothing to worry about."

"Actually." Bill cleared his throat. "Our wedding will be December 22nd."

"In two years?" Mabel piped up.

"No, this year." Bill replied nonchalantly.

Arthur furrowed his brows "That's only three months away. Why so soon?" He had
just accepted the fact that his son would no longer belong to their family, but
to lose him so soon...it made his heart feel heavy.

"We didn't want our wedding to interfere with my schooling." Dipper said
softly.

"Still, why rush it? Why not wait until you graduate, like Mabel and Paz?"
Helena asked, her feelings echoing those of her husband and it made her voice
sound a little desperate.

"I want to be proper Alpha and not bed my omega until we are wed." Bill smiled
wolfishly; his prominent canines on clear display. "As betas you wouldn't
understand the demanding sexual drive our alpha hormones place on us." The
blond's roaming hand ghosted over Dipper's half hard arousal; it's state a
product of the alpha's constant touching. A quiet whimper escaped the omega and
though Bill was likely the only one to have caught the barely audible noise, he
blushed scarlet in embarrassment anyway. "Your son is incredibly tempting and
my self control is already stretched to it's limits around him. It would be in
Dipper's best interest to not delay our vows any further."

"I..." Arthur's eyes briefly flit over to Mabel. He was aware, having to raise
an alpha daughter, that the dominant group of people had a robust sex drive.
When Mabel had been dating Paz for over 6 months she had explained her
abstinence as painful when around the girl. Even with medication it was only
completely relieved once they had (consensually thank goodness) copulated.
"Understand." No sense in delaying the inevitable. "I suppose we have a lot to
prepare for in the next three months."

Mabel started chanting excitedly, fist pumping and all. "Wedding, Wedding,
Wedding!"

Bill laughed at Mabel's enthusiasm. "Perfect. I'll be sending out the
engagement party invitations, for next month, within the week and will have the
wedding invites out not long after the engagement celebration."

Dipper smiled and tried to mask the desperation he felt welling up in his chest
at the prospect of his pending nuptials. In three months he would no longer
belong to his family but an old blood alpha with a terrifying reputation.
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By the time the party left the restaurant it was past midnight and few cars
were left in the parking lot. Dipper's family could see him as they sat in
their crossover and waited for the omega to finish the departure from his
fiancee. It felt wrong to spy on such an intimate scene but not one in the car
could stop themselves.

"He's so handsy." Helena complained about the way Bill held her son flush to
his body and grabbed his ass as they kissed goodbye.

"Please mom." Mabel scoffed "they probably do worse things behind closed doors
and you're acting like Dipper doesn't like it when, clearly, he does. Look at
the way he is rubbing up on Bill and running his hands though the dude's hair.
My bro has got it bad for Bill."

"Who cares." Pacifica groaned from where her head rested on her alpha's
shoulder. "I just wish they would stop sucking face. They are taking forever
and I'm tired and just want to sleep in my bed."

"You mean my bed, since you are sleeping over." Mabel slipped her hand between
her mates thighs and whispered something in the girl’s ear that made her blush
crimson. "M-Mabel." she sputtered out.

"What? You know you like it." Mabel teased

Arthur watched the exchange in his rearview mirror and chuckled at their
interaction. He smile quickly dropped into a frown as he came to a realization.
Perhaps he was being unfair to Bill and unintentionally bigoted towards Dipper.
Mabel had already mated with Pacifica and he didn't care, even if they hadn't
been able to wed, so long as it was consensual. But then here he was being
resentful towards Bill for wanting to marry his son and the alpha hadn't even
had sex with him. If he was truthful with himself he only cared because Dipper
was an omega-someone who was weak and needed to be protected and sheltered from
the world. He and Helena had always tried to raise their children the same
regardless of their birth, but how many times had they unintentionally treated
them differently? A lot probably. No wonder his omega had kept his relationship
with Bill a secret. He sighed.

"What's wrong?" Helena asked, reaching across the console to take her husband's
hand in hers.

"Just thinking about how mad I was at Bill for stealing away our Dipper, but
then realizing I have no right to be. It's only natural for Dipper to want a
strong alpha and it's his choice to select someone he sees fit. I suppose I'm
more upset that Dipper chose to belong to someone else other than our family. I
guess I just hoped, that with his thirst for knowledge, that he would choose
university and the single life, like Ford, and always be with us." He let out a
long shuddering breath. Luckily the girls in back were too indisposed with each
other to listen to his quiet speech. It was probably something he should have
waited to talk about with his wife, but he felt the need to get it off his
chest. "I'm kind of an asshole."

Helena gave her husband a sympathetic look. "No your not." She leaned over to
kiss Arthur's cheek and ruffle his hair with her freehand. "hey, we try our
best to be open minded, equal rights people, but at the end of the day we're
parents. It's only natural to want to shield our baby omega from the world and
keep him away from big bad alphas. But we also have to know when to let go,
even when it's hard, and we are so I think that is what really matters." She
looked over at her son through the windshield. His face held an emotion between
cross and embarrassed as he hit his alpha's chest. In response the blond only
laughed and grabbed Dipper's wrists to pull him in for another kiss. At first
the omega resisted but shortly after he melted easily against the blond and
kissed back as fervently as before. "We have to accept it, but not necessarily
like it."

Bill let Dipper go and slapped his butt before he got too far away. Red cheeked
from the chilly temperature and aroused blood pressure Dipper opened the SUV
door and climbed into the spot next to his twin.

"Finally." pacifica complained. "Hurry up and close that door. You are letting
all the cold air in."

Dipper complied.

"Cut him a break." Mabel said conspicuously. "he couldn't feel the cold with
how hot Bill was making him."

"Shut up." Dipper grumbled, relieved that his heavily layered pettiskirt hid
his erection. He may not be ready for sex with Bill but he was probably going
to imagine he was doing it with him while he relieved himself of the painful
throbbing between his thighs. Stupid bastard. Why did the alpha have to good
looking and talented at kissing?
Chapter End Notes
     If you wanted to know why Dipper hit Bill in the last scene it was
     because Bill told Dipper the noises he makes, while they make out,
     sounds like an omega in heat (which translates to a bitch in heat).
     It's an insult but Bill likes Dipper's little noises of pleasure.
     Also I felt like I should make it clear that Omega's, regardless of
     sex, are treated like women are/were in real life. That goes for them
     being treated as lower class citizens by much of society or being
     treated like a precious princess or doll by the family that loves
     them.
     hmmm, I think that is it for now. Hope you enjoyed the chapter.
***** The Dress *****
Chapter Summary
     Dipper goes wedding dress shopping after being attacked by an alpha
     schoolmate.
Chapter Notes
     Kind of an uneventful chapter. Really it's just set up for future
     chapters and we get to learn a little bit more about the ABO society
     that is being built. On the plus side we get to meet Pyronica and she
     is a peach.
     warnings: slight violence and hints of noncon.
     Also LuminaX made some really cool fan art. I included it at the
     bottom of the chapter but if you want the link here it is:
     http://luminaxandra.tumblr.com/post/154681845624/the-perfect-omega-i-
     was-reading-a-fanfic-i
See the end of the chapter for more notes
 
The cool September temperatures were steadily declining; the last of warm
summer days handing over the torch to fall with a burst of cold wind that
caused Dipper to shiver and pull his unzipped hoodie tighter around himself. It
didn't help that he wore little more a breezy, navy, boyfriend style shirt
dress and thin leggings. He wouldn't have even worn the dumb outfit but Bill
had texted him that morning to let him know he was being picked up from school
to go wedding dress shopping. He didn't own many feminine clothes and his alpha
had made it clear he needed to be dressed accordingly when in his presence. So
he picked out one of the few pieces that he owned that would be appropriate for
school and hopefully meet Bill's approval. Scanning the parking lot, over the
heads of noisy students, he looked for a limo or Bill's yellow camero that they
had practically made out against at the restaurant parking lot last weekend. He
squeaked when someone groped his butt and whistled appreciably.

"Looking good today Pines."

"Cole!" Dipper tried to back away from his muscled, stocky, school mate he
recognized as both a senior and an alpha, but the boy grabbed his wrist;
preventing him from leaving. "Please let me go." He struggled as the older boy
pulled him into an alcove and pushed him against the wall.

"Why should I when you make yourself so tempting?" Cole pulled Dipper's hair
and forced his head to the side so that his elegant neck was on clear display.
The alpha nosed along the omega's erratic pulse, the thing hammering away in
fear. "You smell incredible. Your own personal scent mixed with fright and
worry. It's intoxicating." His lips pressed against Dipper's skin as he spoke.

The omega was whimpering. "Stop it." He managed  to warble out, trying to push
the older boy away.

"No. This is your fault." Cole ran his tongue along Dipper's throat.

Dipper shivered in disgust, feeling like a fat, wet, slug slithered across his
neck. "How so!" He tried to shove Cole away but it only caused the boy to push
against him harder. He wanted to vomit when he felt the other's erection press
against him.

"Because of how provocatively you are dressed." He kissed the brunette's
bobbing, nearly non existent, Adams apple. "I thought you were good looking
before, but I never gave you much thought because of how well you hid your
assets. Clearly you are coming into yourself and are showing off to attract an
alpha." While he spoke one of his hands reached around to knead at the omega's
ass.

Dipper once again struggled fruitlessly and this time yelled out for
assistance, hoping someone would come to his aid. "Help!"

Any further pleas died on his lips when a sharp sting ran through his cheek
after Cole slapped him hard across the face. Pinpricks tickled his eyes as
tears started to form.

"Shut up bitch. You should be grateful that an alpha of my Calibur is
interested in you. I have a football scholarship to a good university and after
getting my bachelor's l can provide a decent life for you." He licked his lips.
The omega's fear and weakness was a turn on for him. "Why, I should mark you
now and lay my claim, like the old days."

"It's illegal to mark an omega without their consent." Dipper whimpered out.

"Only if l don't commit to marry you and no one  challenges my claim." Roughly
he started sucking on Dipper's neck, intending fully to sink his teeth in.

If the omega wasn't panicking before he was now. He didn't want to be bit. He
fully expected Bill to challenge Cole. However Bill would then want to mark
him, before their wedding,  to overtake the physiological bonding process.
Being claimed twice, by two separate alphas, in such a short time would make
him physically ill for a few weeks. He would miss a lot of school and there is
no way that wouldn't affect his GPA. Wait! Bill. In his panic Dipper didn't
think of using his alpha as the ace up his sleeve. "Stop! You don't want to do
this. I am already already promised to an alpha."

"Please," Cole rolled his eyes. "I'm the star quarterback, I'll challenge
whatever lame alpha thinks they can have you."

"I think you may be underestimating the prowess of my alpha." Dipper said,
noticing a shadow fall over them. He prayed it was Bill, Mabel, or a teacher
and not one of the jock’s goons.

"Oh yeah, and why is that?" Cole asked, moving the collar of Dipper's dress out
of the way as he looked for a prime location to mark.

"Because, you mutha fucking piece of shit" came an unfamiliar, high pitched,
female voice with a heavy New York accent, belonging to a fierce looking woman,
who easily spun the quarterback round by the shoulder. "His alpha is Bill,
fucking, Cipher." She punched Cole right in the face hard enough for him to
stumble backwards. He would have squashed back against  Dipper but the omega
had already bounced away behind the mystery fuchsia haired woman for
protection.

"You cunt. I think You broke my nose." Cole stated. Dipper on the other hand
knew, that with the amount of blood and the jock’s now nasally voice, his nose
was definitely broken. "I'm gonna make you regret that."

The woman smiled and motioned for the kid to come at her. "Bring it." She said
with a wink. Dipper only hoped she was as good in a fight as she was confident.
She looked strong, but was a fair deal smaller than his school mate. He also
didn’t think fighting in those high heeled pink boots would make things any
easier for her.

Charging the woman, Cole came at her wide which made it easy for her to dodge
his punch and for her to land her own fist riht in his gut. The jock instantly
folded in on himself and the female alpha took the opportunity to grab him by
the shirt and kick him where the sun didn't shine. It was clear by the way the
large student panted and writhed on the ground that he wasn't getting up
anytime soon.

"You ok sweetie?" Asked the woman. She took Dipper’s arm and led him to the
limo out front.

"Thanks to you l am. Thank you, officially, by the way...er... I'm sorry,
what's your name?" Dipper inquired as they climbed into Bill’s car.

"Veronica, but you can call me Py. It's what all my friends call me and I just
know we are going to be good friends." She tapped the partition behind her
letting the driver know it was time to go. "Let me get a look at you." She said
taking his chin and turning his head from side to side as she examined it. "You
are so adorable, Bill really does know how to pick them." She frowned when she
saw the bruise on his cheek. "Sorry about that jerk. if I had been on time this
wouldn't have happened. Bill is going to kill me." Oddly enough she took a
picture of Dipper's cheek.

"You didn't do anything wrong. If Bill is going to be mad at someone it should
be himself. He is my alpha and should be the one to protect me." He wasn't sure
why it bothered him that Bill wasn't the one to rescue him. Usually he would be
more mad at the fact that he couldn't protect himself.

Py tsked "now now, let's not take it out on Bill. He is a busy bee and is
working hard to secure your pending family legacy. Besides, as his life
assistant it is my job to make sure everything outside of his professional life
is secure. And that my little puppy includes you." She bopped Dipper's pink
nose. "Although after this he may want to get you a personal body guard. I
wonder if you would be allowed one in school?  I'll have to remind myself to
look into that later." She set the reminder up in her phone.

"So Bill is not meeting us then today at some point?"

"No. The tailor will meet us at the bridal store and l will send Bill pictures
of you in the dresses. It shouldn't take too long, Bill has been researching
dresses for the past couple of months. Along with all the other wedding
details."

"Of course he has." Dipper said nothing else in reply and stared out the window
as they drove. He was disappointed that Bill was absent. He was nervous to see
the man but part of him had been excited too. His hormonal teenage body didn't
help things. He'd been having day dreams and sleep dreams about Bill and had
been looking forward to more kisses and light groping.

He noticed they jumped on the highway going the opposite way of town. "Uh, does
the driver know the bridal store is in town. The mall too. The department
stores are the only other places with wedding dresses."

"Honey, you're not getting some generic dress. We are going to a bridal store a
couple of towns over that caters to male omegas. The dresses sold there are
from the world's top designers and each garment is one of a kind. A lot of the
dresses you will be trying on have been shipped just for you."

"Oh." Dipper said dumbly.

It took another good forty minutes to reach their destination. The shop itself
resided on the main street of an expensive looking neighborhood and was nestled
between an art gallery and a gourmet tea shop. Inside they were greeted by
several omega sales reps, all wearing black, and wearing their fakest
smiles.The older female alpha manager, with silver hair, gave orders and
escorted Dipper and Pyronica to their designated area. He had his own private
dressing area with an equally private sitting/viewing area. Dipper noted
another woman was already there waiting for them. He vaguely heard Py begin to
talk business with her as the manager, Georgiana, addressed him.

"This here is Jessie and Sandy," she motioned to a male omega with light brown
hair and hazel eyes and a female omega with strawberry blond hair and blue
eyes, respectively "They will be your dressers."

"I-I can dress myself." Dipper said in a small voice.

"Dress your self?" Georgiana scoffed not used to dealing with anyone not from
the upper class. "Nonsense! We strive to pamper our patrons and the dresses are
works of arts I think you will find it would be quite hard to get yourself in
and out of the dresses alone" Her attention focused on another omega that
entered the room with a large silver tray laden with food "Put that over there"
She motioned to the low table in front of the couch that Py had taken a seat
at. "We have a selection of fruit, nuts, chocolates, breads, pastries, and
cheeses for your sampling should you need some reprieve. Can I get you, your
chaperone, or your tailor" she sneered at the word "Something to drink? We have
champagne, wine-merlot or pinot grigio, sparkling water, and hot tea or
coffee."

"I'll have glass of Merlot." Py requested.

"I'm good, thanks." said the tailor.

"Umm, just a sparkling water." Dipper was a bit clumsy and didn't want to get
anything on the dresses that probably cost a small fortune.

In less than a minute Dipper held a wine glass filled with seltzer. He took
only a sip before the tailor came up to him. "Hi Dipper. I'm Melody, Bill's
personal tailor. Are you ready to get started?"

"Uh, yeah." He followed Melody and the two omega dressers into the fitting
room, which was much bigger than expected. There was a rack and several boxes,
all filled with the dresses he would be trying on, an absurd amount of mirrors,
and a room off to the side that held an ensuite bathroom should it be needed.

Dipper could hear Georgiana remark that she didn't know why Cipher had insisted
on sending his own tailor when they staffed plenty of capable ones. Py
responded cheerily enough that Bill was extremely particular and that they
needed Dipper's proper measurements so that they could also start obtaining his
post marriage wardrobe. Great , Dipper thought, Bill was not only dictating how
he dressed, but also exactly what he would wear. He let out a small squeak when
Jessie and Sandy stripped him down, leaving him only in his, carefully
selected, light blue, boy short panties.

Once the dressers moved out of the way Melody pulled out her measuring tape and
opened up her log app on her smart phone to record her findings and set to
work. At such close proximity the omega could see that the woman was pregnant,
probably about 4 or 5 months along. It had been hard to tell before because of
the natural extra weight that graced her body. He was pretty sure the tailor
was a fellow omega by her scent and it was unusual for working omega's to
continue once pregnant. He also noted that she didn't have a claim mark and
wondered if the woman was with child out of wedlock and only continued to work
because she needed the money. He tried to see if there was a wedding ring on
her finger but her hands were moving too quickly.

"I am married if you're wondering." Melody said bluntly, having taken notice of
where her client's eyes had been roaming.

Dipper stuttered out an apology "S-sorry." His cheeks burned with
embarrassment. "I shouldn't have been so rude."

"It's ok." the woman said circling the tape around his tiny waist. "I know
everyone is confused because I haven't been claimed. I was terrified of being
bitten so violently and my beta husband didn't see the need to follow through
with something that made me so upset."

"But aren't you afraid of not having a mark that shows you are protected and
for proof that you have a mate that will defend you if need be? Not to mention
the physiological aspect. How do you and your mate truly connect to each other
without the chemical bond that takes place during the claiming?" His beta
parents had marked each other, a common practice between equal partners. The
claiming makes each person more sensitive to their mates needs and emotions
after exchanging DNA, a reciprocal exchange of blood and saliva. In close
enough proximity the bond even lets the alpha/beta know if their mate is in
danger, or to warn an omega/submissive beta of when their superior was angry
and to either calm their alpha or run and hide-depending on who the fury was
directed at.

Melody shrugged as she moved to measuring the length of Dipper's bony chest.
"We love each other and have an honest, open relationship. We get along just
fine without the marking. Perhaps one day I'll feel the need to be bitten but
at least then I will be ready for it and it will be my choice. I'm just
grateful that my husband is so understanding"

"Your mate sounds like a good guy." Dipper agreed.

"He is." the tailor smiled as she logged some information into her phone.
"Your's isn't so bad either, considering he is a power hungry, rich, elitist
alpha." Dipper snorted. Melody raised her brow but continued on nonetheless.
"He may expect me to be at his beck and call but Mr. Cipher always paid me well
and gave me a lot of referrals that helped build up my business. He also got
Soos, my husband, a job as a security guard at his company after he got laid
off from his job as a bus driver for the city. Then he recently hired him as
his driver after his last one moved out of town. His salary is actually enough
for me to quit working but I love my job so instead I cut down to have time for
the baby once they come. I'm only keeping Cipher and a few other clients for
extra money and to keep my hand in the game for when I decide to go back full
time." Finished marking her tallies she looked up at Dipper. "All right, we are
all done here. I'll forward these measurements to Py and I'll leave you to
start the fashion show."

After being tied into a restricting corset, that made him appear impossibly
thinner, Dipper was funneled in and out of dresses. Py took several pictures of
him in each one. They were all beautiful garments but Dipper didn't care for
any of them. They were all clingy or form fitting with an absurd amount of
detail. Where Dipper preferred puffy and simple, without showing off his
slender shape too much. It all took the omega longer than expected and he found
himself carefully munching on things from the tray in between wardrobe changes.
Finally he was standing in the last dress modeling the thing for Py as she took
pictures with her phone.

"Bill wants to know which ones you liked best." Py said as she read a text from
her employer.

"I dunno, they all felt similar and none of them were really my style." Dipper
looked at himself in the mirror as he scrutinized the image with a frown.
"Maybe I could try on a couple that I like and see what Bill thinks."

Pyronica looked up from her phone to consider the brunette. "Not to say that
Bill doesn't care about your opinion, but he wants things his way and it
doesn't take what you want into allowance."

"Yeah but, maybe if he sees another option it might change what he wants." He
looked at her with a pleading expression.

"Don't look at me with those big brown puppy dog eyes." She sighed. "Fine." She
relented "I don't think it will make a difference but go ahead. "I can't say no
to you adorable, helpless omegas and that is one of the reasons I didn't marry
one."

"Are you married?" Dipper asked curiously, seeing that their was indeed a
simple rose colored gold band on her ring finger.

"Sure am sweet-thing. I'm married to a beta. You know him actually. He's your
father's direct boss and the CFO of the company."

"Hector! But he is a dominant Beta. I knew he was married but I thought it was
to an omega."

"What can I say I like a challenge. And let me tell ya, being married to him is
like being married to a raging bull. He is always putting up a fight. Usually I
win but sometimes I give in. You have to know when to choose your battles and
honestly I like it that he knows when to tell me no. I know I can be impossible
and it's refreshing to have someone put me in my place sometimes, because not
many people will." She tucked her phone in her cleavage for a moment to adjust
Dipper's bustle for one last picture.

"How long have you two been married? I never noticed a claiming mark on him."
he wondered if it wasn't as uncommon to remain unmarked as he thought.

"Three years this February." The alpha noted. "His mark is placed between the
juncture of his neck and shoulder. Being marked was a bit of a sore spot for
him so I bit him where it could be hidden with a button up or blazer. I'm an
alpha though so all be damned if he resisted the marking."

Dipper nodded "At least you considered his feelings. That is more than most
alpha's would do."

"Alphas can be scumbags but we're not all bad. Also you think there aren't
omegas out their who know how to use their charms and wiles to take advantage
of amorous alphas? Because their are. There are good people and bad people in
any station of life, period." Dipper looked at the floor as he contemplated the
Pyronica's words. "Anyway go pick out those dresses so we can get over to the
next clothing store."

"Another store?" Dipper whined. "I thought we were done after this."

"Not yet puppy. We still have an engagement dress to be approved and purchased
and we might as well pick out a couple of other things while we're there.
Somethings to hold you over until you get your complete wardrobe after moving
in with Bill."

Dipper slumped his shoulders. "But I'm so hungry."

"When we are done here we'll hit up a drive through for some greasy burgers.
But don't tell Bill because he only wants you eating the healthiest of diets to
start preparing your body for potential pregnancy."

"But that is years away yet." Dipper complained.

"Never to soon to start preparing. Bill expects you to deliver him a strong
alpha one day."

"I hope I only bear omega infants."

Pyronica burst out laughing. "Pup, you are so funny."

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Before the week was out Dipper had spent two more of his after school days with
Pyronica. Both times he was just as disappointed that it wasn't Bill who came
to collect him but got over it quickly enough as he genuinely liked the female
alpha. One trip they went back to the dress shop to retry on Bill's favorite
dresses (of course not one of them included Dipper's choices). A professional
photographer met them so that Cipher could have better digital images from
which to make a final decision. The next meeting, much to Dipper's chagrin,
they went to a male omega lingerie/bathing suit shop. Luckily the omega only
had to try on an assortment of pieces so they could determine his sizes. Any
pictures Py took of lingerie were without Dipper in them. The omega confessed
his fears to the fuchsia haired alpha and she laughed hysterically and let him
know there is no way another Alpha, besides Bill,  would be allowed to see
Dipper so scantily clad. Afterwards she took him to get tacos and they ate
inside the joint with the limo driver Soos. Dipper found he really liked the
beta as the rotund man was good natured, funny, albeit a bit goofy, and
surprisingly insightful.

Going out so often though meant that Dipper had to stay up late to finish the
work for his advanced placement classes. As much as he appreciated his subjects
and liked school work by Friday he was ready for the week to end. Of course, as
Dipper made one last trip to his locker, it looked liked it was going to end
just as roughly as it had began when Dipper saw Cole walking towards him.
Taking a nervous survey of the hallways the omega noted thankfully that the
teachers still supervised the passageways.

"Hey." Cole greeted Dipper awkwardly.

"Hi." Dipper said just as awkwardly. He noted that Cole's nose was taped up and
he still had bruises under his eyes from having the bone broken.

The quarterback's gaze flitted around before finally focusing on the omega. "I
just...uh...want to apologize for my actions on Monday." he coughed into his
hand. "It was wrong of me to come on to you without your permission."

Dipper raised a cautious brow. "Apology...accepted?" he wasn't sure if it was a
bright move. Accepting Cole's apology might give the alpha the wrong idea. But
it wouldn't be beneficial to reject the remorseful student either.

Cole nodded. "Anyway. I promise you have nothing to worry about from me
anymore. And...if any other alpha or beta bothers you let me know. I'll take
care of it."

What the heck?"I will. Thank you." What had gotten to the alpha to turn the
brute into such a marshmallow? Confused, but happy he had an ally, Dipper said
goodbye and went to find his sister so they could walk home together.
 
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More Fan art. This time by LuminaX
Isn't it awesome!!!
 
 
Chapter End Notes
     Sorry, no Bill. Don't worry he will be back next chapter acting like
     his usual creep self. Thanks for reading. Let me know what you
     thought.
***** Let Sleeping Alphas Lie *****
Chapter Summary
     Dipper isn't happy that his alpha has been neglectful and Bill is
     determined to rectify the situation.
Chapter Notes
     I don't think I really have any notes nor anything that requires a
     warning. There is some petting and Bill being himself. However he is
     half way decent this chapter.
     In case you were wondering the chapter title has no real meaning to
     the chapter.
     Also quite a bit of foreshadowing in this chapter, but I like to be
     sneaky so...ya know.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
September rolled into October with a flurry of falling, vibrantly colored, dead
leaves and Dipper had yet to see his fiancee since the night at Lucien’s, three
weeks ago. He was no less terrified of the alpha and the prospect of leaving
his family to wed the man and yet, Dipper felt that they should at least be
seeing each other and getting to know one another before their nuptials. Their
engagement party was only two weeks away and Bill was still mostly a stranger
to him. Sure the alpha had been texting him but Dipper felt inclined to ignore
the blond recently. If Bill couldn’t make time for him why should Dipper be
expected to be at his beck and call? Well he knew why but being an omega didn’t
mean the brunette wasn’t stubborn as a mule.
 
Dipper was helping his mother put out the halloween decorations when his phone
sounded with yet another text that he ignored. Helena had pieced together that
the “cuckoo” ping was assigned solely to texts from her son’s fiancee. She had
been listening to the chime all morning.
 
“Are you and Bill fighting?” the beta asked as she took a rubber bat from
Dipper in order to hang it from a hook connected to an end at one of the porch
joists. Happy with the placement she bounced off the step stool to move on the
the next.
 
“No.” Dipper said pulling another rubber bat from the box. He did not want to
get into his relationship problems with his mother at the moment. Heck he was
still new to relationship problems and just being in a romantic relationship in
general.
 
“Then why are you ignoring his texts?” She took the decoration from Dipper’s
hand and climbed the step stool again.
 
“I’m not ignoring him. I’m just busy helping you decorate right now.”
 
“I appreciate that, but you can answer your alpha if you want.” Helena wiped
some dust off on her shirt. “I remember this one time I was at work and
couldn’t answer Mabel’s phone call, she kept calling for a full half hour until
I picked up the phone. I would imagine Bill is just as impatient.”
 
The omega readied the last rubber blood sucker as Helena positioned the step
stool once again. “Being an alpha doesn’t excuse him from being demanding nor
acting like a child. Isn’t that what you always tell Mabel? I am busy, he can
wait.” His phone pinged yet again and Dipper ground his teeth together in
annoyance.
 
Helena took the last decoration from her son. “I don’t want you to have to
submit to Bill all the time but you might want to pick your battles. I love
Mabel with all my heart but raising an alpha has been challenging and being
married to one will be too. Believe me, unless you want your home to be a
warzone you have to learn when it’s worth the fight.” With the last decoration
hung she looked around the porch. “I think we need some pumpkins and haystacks.
Maybe some corn stalks too.” she said changing the subject as she could tell
from her son’s expression that he was not happy with their conversation. She
really hoped Dipper knew what he was doing marrying an alpha and Bill Cipher at
that. The man was as dominant as could be and it just didn’t fit her son's
personality. Then again she was a firm believer that love could change people.
Perhaps Dipper would have a positive influence on misogynistic blond, though
she wasn’t holding her breath.
 
“Maybe one of those cheap scarecrows too.” Dipper added, not wanting to reflect
on their previous conversation. While he was easy going and accommodating by
nature he was not all yielding. Being reared by betas he was not used to being
submissive. It was going to be hard and possibly painful learning to bend to
Bill’s whims. Something, he reluctantly admitted, he would need to do for a
peaceful home life. Could he learn to be completely obedient?  
 
“Good idea.” Helena clapped her hands together, rubbing them as if it would
clean the dust and dirt off. “Maybe we can hit up Mac’s produce stand after
lunch. They always have the best selection for that type of stuff.” Picking up
the empty box she noted her son had sat down on the porch swing and pulled out
his phone.
 
“Sounds good.” he mumbled out in reply. Reading the texts he didn’t notice his
mother go back inside to give him some privacy. Bill’s texts were all in reply
to Dipper complaining about how they hadn’t spend any time together. The
brunette had ended his side of the conversation earlier stating that he felt
like a complete stranger would be fucking him on their wedding night and that
it would be horrible and akin to rape. It was a low blow but Dipper was only a
teenager and prone to impulsiveness. He felt guilty as he read about Bill
trying to defend himself.


Bill: I’m sorry I haven’t been able to make time for you and that you feel our
wedding night will be such a disaster. At least we will see each other in two
weeks for our engagement party.
 
Bill: No answer? Ok that’s fair. I wish I could make more time for you right
now. I am happy that you want to see me being that this is not how you wanted
to obtain a mate. Please just reply to me.
 
Bill: Look I am really busy with work right now. I have a huge deal going down
in the company and even have to work through the weekends for the time being.
 
Bill: I am doing all of this for you and our future family. I want you to have
a husband worth having and our pups to have a sire that can give them the
world. Everything I do, I do for you. Couldn’t you at least fucking respond to
me?
 
Bill: I’m sorry for getting mad. Please talk to me. We can face-time tonight
after I get to my hotel.
 
Bill: Ok, I see how it is. I have a quick meeting and then I should be over at
your place in an hour. We can spend a couple hours together before I have to
leave for Portland.
 
Shit!Shit!Shit!Shit!  Dipper wasn’t even bathed. Would Bill want to see his
room? It was a mess.
 
Running inside he tore straight to the bathroom, after nearly bowling his twin
over, for the fastest shower of his life. After slipping on some panties he
collected the trash around his room, put all the dirty clothes in his hamper
and shoved everything else under his bed.
 
Looking through some new clothes that Py, or technically Bill, had bought him
he settled on a charcoal colored,high waisted, knee length, pleated box skirt
and a silk, pastel yellow, flutter sleeve button down that he only buttoned
half way down so that he could tie it off to create a crop top effect. He
finished it off with a pair of thick charcoal thigh high socks that offered the
look of stockings with the length of his skirt.  Classy with a touch of
provocative. Bill should like it, Dipper thought, but then wondered why he
wanted the blond’s approval and why his heart was fluttering with nervous
anticipation.
 
Shaking it off Dipper applied his usual make up and then decided to add some
grey eyeshadow for a smoky effect.
 
He was still finishing up when the blond alpha was let into the home by Arthur.
 
“Mr. Cipher” Arthur addressed his CEO, genuinely surprised to see him. “I
thought you were making closing on the business today.”
 
Bill followed his soon to be father-in-law into the livingroom. “I am, but I
don’t have to be in Portland until after six and my darling omega has been
distressed about my absence so I came over for a few hours to spend some time
with him. Can’t have an unhappy partner now can I?”
 
“No, I suppose not.” Arthur was surprised yet again by the blond. “I know how
overwhelmed you must be. I appreciate that you are taking my son's feelings
into consideration and that you are fitting him into your impossible schedule,
at his request.”
 
“Lunch is out.” Helena called out in a sing song voice. “Bill, wasn’t expecting
to see you here. I just made turkey and cheese sandwiches for lunch would you
care to eat with us? I can make another one.” She motioned to the kitchen as if
he might be able to get a view of the meal.
 
Bill smiled warmly at the mistress of the house. “No, thank you. I already ate.
Is Dipper around?”
 
As if on cue the omega in question popped into the room after bounding down the
stairwell.
 
“Lunch is done Dipper.” Helena reminded him as her son pecked Bill on the lips;
the blond already snaking an arm around his waist and keeping it there even as
they pulled apart.
 
“I’m not hungry right now. I’ll eat later.” implying a time after the alpha
would leave. “I-is it ok if I take Bill up to my room?”
 
“Uhhh” Arthur hesitated looking at his wife.
 
“Just to watch TV and talk in private.” the omega clarified.
 
“I suppose that’s alright.” His father relented.
 
“Besides,” interjected Helena. “What’s the worse that could happen? Even if he
got knocked up they are getting married in a little over two months.”
 
“Mom!” Dipper exclaimed aghast. It was obvious who Mabel obtained her weak
filter from. “Come on.” He said to Bill pulling him by the arm.
 
Reaching his room Dipper separated himself from Bill to grab the remote and sit
on the bed. “I still have x-files in the blu-ray player. Do you just want to
watch that?”
 
“Sure. I liked the couple episodes I’ve seen way back when. If I had time I’d
probably watch the whole thing. The show is a bit old, I’m surprised you like
it.”
 
Dipper shrugged his shoulders looking at the TV to pick an episode from the
menu. “I like pretty much anything sci-fi or dealing with the paranormal.
You’re kind of marrying a giant dork.” He laughed at himself and started an
episode but kept the volume low. Moving back he sat against the headboard. “You
know you can come sit next to me on the bed.” He said finally looking over at
Bill. “W-what are you doing?”
 
“Taking my clothes off, obviously.” Bill had just finished undressing and wore
nothing more than his black low rise trunks and a white tank undershirt. It was
clear how well endowed the alpha was even though he was tucked softly away
within his underwear. It was difficult for the omega to not imagine how big it
would be at full attention. Dipper bit his lip hard. A little bit of pain to
keep other places from perking up. He looked over at the TV as Bill crawled
onto the bed with him.
 
“I can’t cuddle in bed with you wearing a five thousand dollar suit, getting it
all wrinkly when I still have another meeting to attend before this day is
out.” Sitting next to Dipper he wrapped an arm around the boy’s hips and pulled
him close.
 
“If you were so busy you didn’t have to come you know.” He didn’t protest when
Bill took his arm back so that he could hike up Dipper’s skirt to massage his
bare inner thigh. The omega was starting to think it was one of Bill’s favorite
places to touch and he wouldn’t mind it if it didn’t make him so aroused. Bill
did not need to know the effect it had on him. Not yet. However, he couldn’t
help himself from opening his legs just a smidgen wider.
 
“Of course I did. You were upset with me. I know you think I’m the big bad
wolf, but I want you to be happy Pinetree.”
 
“I don’t think you’re the big bad wolf. I...I don’t know what to think. One
minute you are coercive, manipulative, forceful and creepy and the next you are
being attentive, pliant, sweet and sincere. It’s jarring honestly. I get that
with your place in society and the corporate world you need a lot of pretenses
to survive. But who’s the real Bill? I want to know you as a person, as my
mate. I just want to get to know you, at least a little bit, before I submit
myself to you on our wedding night; before you sink your teeth into my throat
and own me from the inside out.”
 
“You make it sound so dramatic.” Bill said, his hand pushing further up
Dipper’s smooth thigh. He couldn’t wait to see them bruised from repeatedly
pushing himself between them. The thought of the omega’s virgin legs pressing
tightly around him during sex made his member twitch in anticipation.
 
“It is for an omega.” Dipper whispered out just loud enough for his alpha to
hear. He let out a surprised sound when Bill hoisted him onto his lap. He was
facing the blond in a straddle over the older man’s legs.
 
“I see.” His sweet little omega was fearful. Bill’s hands wandered the lengths
of his omega’s femurs. While a little fear was normal and healthy for an omega
he didn’t want his mate to be on the verge of a panic attack or a mental
breakdown. “I can’t promise we will always see eye to eye but I promise to
listen to your qualms and opinions and will always take your thoughts into
consideration. However I will also expect you to obey my final command without
question. Also you have nothing to fear from me, I will never physically hurt
you.” One of his hands abandoned an alabaster leg to cradle Dipper’s jaw and
cheek. The brunette happily nuzzled into the touch and Bill was pleased with
how the boy was responding to him perfectly. “I may be an alpha but I am not a
barbarian. Violence is a measure of last resort for me. I prefer to use my
other resources if I can. If I ever physically hurt you then you are free to
walk away from me. I will even put it in our pre-nup if you like.”
 
Dipper leaned down and pressed his mouth against his alpha’s lips. It was a
chaste kiss, meant more as a thank you than anything. It was clear by the way
Bill licked his lips after wards that he could easily take more but Dipper
shimmied down and placed his cheek on Bill’s chest, hinting to the alpha that
making out was not currently an option. “That reminds me. Did Py tell you about
the alpha that advanced on me at school?”
 
Bill also adjusted himself so that they were both laying down. Dipper slid to
the side, his head still resting on the other’s chest while he slung a slender
leg over Bill’s own.“Cole Miller?” he asked, carding through the dark curls.
“Or was there another one?”
 
“No, just Cole. But that answers my question. Did you have anything to do with
his apology or his offer to protect me?” He used the word protection in the
loosest manner.
 
“I wasn’t going to bring it up but since you’re asking, yes. After Py told me
what happened I instantly made a hefty donation to the sports department at the
university where Cole is getting his scholarship for. I then made an
appointment where I got to know the football coach before paying a visit to
Cole’s home where I let him know I could either help or hurt his future. Of
course the little shit started blabbering, wanting to know what he could do to
appease me. I made sure he understood he was to ask for your forgiveness and
then offer his protection to you. If he even hears someone talk about you he is
put them in their place and then report any true threats to me.” He kissed the
top of Dipper’s head. “It’s better to make an ally of your enemies than just
beat them senseless, like most alpha’s would do to a weaker challenger.”
 
“Devious.” Dipper teased as his touch lightly explored Bill’s torso over the
thin fabric of his under shirt. The dark man radiated heat and was all sharp
contours. He felt his heart quicken as he familiarized himself with his alpha’s
strong chest, ribs and abs. “Cole graduates this year though, what will you do
then?” he really didn’t demand the alpha to do anything he was just curious if
he intended to.
 
“By then I shouldn’t need to do anything. We will be going public at our
engagement party. Certain press has been invited and there will be a conference
for questions and photo ops. Once the world knows you are mine I doubt any
alpha at your highschool would dare to look at you the wrong way let alone make
an advancement. Cole is just an extra precaution.” Dipper shivered when Bill’s
claws ghosted down his spine. “Speaking of parties and weddings I decided on
your dress would you like to see which one I chose.”
 
“No, that’s ok. It doesn’t really matter to me seeing that I didn’t really care
for any of them.” Dipper replied bluntly, trying to keep the bitterness from
his tone.
 
“Hmm, Py told me you were being a sour patch kid about the wedding dresses.” he
pinched Dipper’s ticklish ribs just to make the boy squirm uncomfortably. He
cleared his throat to suppress the small moan caused by Dipper’s knee rubbing
into his barely clothed crotch. “You are lucky I am such a good alpha. As a
compromise I selected one of your choices for the engagement party outfit, even
though I preferred the long bodycon dresses with the lace overlay.”
 
“You did, Which one?” Dipper asked excitedly as he propped himself up on his
elbows atop Bill’s chest to look at him.
 
“The blue lace tea party dress with the full skirt and sheer back…” He stared
into those big brown eyes of molten chocolate. “God, you’re beautiful.” Said
Bill distractedly. He pulled Dipper in for a quick kiss, their mouths moved in
sync and Bill even sucked in the omega’s lower lip between his teeth, for a
nibble, but it never moved further than that before they separated a bit
breathlessly. Dipper leaned forward for another kiss but the blonde placed his
fingers against the omega’s plush lips. Dipper whined cutely and the alpha
couldn’t help but crack a smirk.
 
“I’m trying to kiss you. Why are you teasing me?” Dipper asked against the
fingers. Without thought to consequences he licked the index finger and then
pulled it into his mouth. He watched as Bill’s pupils dilated with lust;
sucking and swirling his tongue around the digit.
 
“Pinetree we are alone in your bedroom and you have no idea what you do to me.”
He took one of Dipper’s hands and placed it over his semi hard cock to prove
his point. “If you don’t stop you might not be a virgin on our wedding night.”
He felt Dipper’s mouth loosen it’s hold on his finger and he took his hand
back. “Another reason I haven’t visited often is because I find you
irresistible. Your scent, your beauty, your body, your expressions, the things
you do, the way you move...every damn little thing turns me on.”
 
“I’m Sorry.” Dipper said. Slinking back down to his previous position, only he
made sure to keep his leg off Bill’s arousal.
 
“Don’t apologize.” Bill said once more running lazy fingers up and down
Dipper’s spine, his claws catching now and then on the delicate silk fabric of
his shirt. “You’re an omega, my omega, it’s what you're supposed to do. Once we
are married and I claim you the pull will only get stronger. That power is what
keeps bonded alpha’s from straying. The fact that you have so much sway over me
already is incredible, really.” He admitted. “But, at the moment, it also makes
it hard to control myself.”
 
“What can I do to help?” Dipper asked.
 
“I need something to take my mind off it. You wanted to get to know me, so
let's talk. What do ya want to know.”
 
“Ummmm.” Now that Dipper got his way he didn’t know what to ask. “What has you
so busy with work? I mean I know you’re a CEO so you’re always busy but it
seems extra right now.”
 
“Well, tonight I am going to meet with my lawyers and the owners of the company
to purchase it. The current owners are scientists and they founded the company
thirty some years ago. It worked for a while but then it got too big for them,
they weren’t businessmen after all. Things started falling apart and they hired
me as the CEO to fix it. I not only saved the company but made it profitable
again, expanded it too. The owners are older now and are looking to sell. I had
a meeting with my lawyers and Hector, the CFO, this morning and if everything
goes according to plan the corporation will be mine tonight. This deal has been
months in the making. So has another deal that I have been stringing along
waiting for this one to close. As soon as everything tonight is settled and all
the paperwork signed I am hopping on a plane to New York to make a merger with
a failing environmental consulting company on the east side of the country.” He
noticed Dipper was quiet. “Am I boring you?” Usually his omega companions
quickly lost interest in his work conversations. It was usually around that
time they would pull him to bed for sexual activities.
 
“Not at all.” Dipper replied, his hand resting over Bill’s heart and enjoying
the subtle vibrations that reverberated through his fingers as the alpha spoke.
“I find it very interesting. So this other company, the environmental
consulting one, they service cases that Gravity Falls physics consulting firm
doesn’t. Do you plan on trading employees and then making both companies serve
all clientele?”
 
“Well aren’t you the bright little omega. Yes, that is the end goal. First I
need to salvage the company, eventually buy it out completely, and then I’ll
expand both companies to middle states as well, successfully servicing the
entire united states and capitalizing on the business.”
 
“And you think this other business can be saved?”
 
“Sure. It provides a useful service and one in high demand at that. Most the
time good companies fail because of bad management. I’ll go in there assess the
strengths and weaknesses and replace the bad links.”
 
“Will a lot of people lose their job when you do that?” Dipper was trying to
gauge his alpha’s character as well as satisfy his natural curiosity.
 
“Nah. Like I said mostly upper management. The scientists and other workers
usually know what they are doing. They just happen to report to corporate
idiots. A lot of time the management doesn’t even understand the product or
services they offer. That's why I try to see who can be promoted from within.
People that have worked the field but seem business savvy as well. Some
positions will have to be hired from the outside but I do that as little as
possible. Too much change at once isn't good for employee morale. On the other
hand, if workers feel safe, secure and appreciated in their positions you will
have a better workforce.” Bill placed his hand in front of his mouth trying to
stifle an involuntary yawn. “Sorry. I’m a little tired.”
 
After realizing what he had pulled Bill away from Dipper felt horribly guilty.
“When do you have to leave here?”
 
“Another hour and a half.” Bill replied after taking his phone from the
nightstand to look at the time.
 
“You're tired. Why don’t you take a nap and I’ll wake you fifteen minutes
before you have to leave?”
 
“I thought you wanted to spend time with me?”
 
“I am. I’ll be right here with you. Besides you need to rest. Can’t have my
alpha dying from sleep deprivation before we walk down the aisle.”
 
Bill chuckled as he wrapped his arms around Dipper. “All right, wake me up at
3:45.”
 
“Ok.” Dipper snuggled his face into Bill’s chest. “Do you want me to turn off
the TV?”
 
“Nah. It’s not very loud and I like a bit of background noise. The lights are
already out, and I have you cuddled up next to me. I think I’m golden.”

The alpha was asleep in no time and snoring lightly. Dipper watched Mulder and
Scully without any real attention. He was more focused on how warm Bill was,
the rise and fall of his chest, and the feel of his heartbeat as it pumped
blood from under his rib-cage. It amazed Dipper that the alpha still held onto
him so tightly even in slumber. Breathing deep, Dipper marveled at how Bill's
scent, once dangerous, now made him feel safe and comfortable.
He was essentially doing nothing and yet the hour was passing too quickly for
Dipper. He still didn’t really know Bill nor how he felt about him, but he knew
one thing and that was: he wouldn’t mind sleeping next to Bill for the rest of
eternity. If he didn’t have to wake the alpha up he would fall asleep right now
with him.
Chapter End Notes
     I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who has been leaving
     comments and kudos. Ya'll know it means the world to me.
     Stay cool kids. Or should I say stay warm? It's very cold out here in
     NJ.
***** Engagement Festivities and Fooleries *****
Chapter Summary
     The Engagement party is finally here. Dipper gets to meet the future
     in-laws and Bill has a little too much to drink.
Chapter Notes
     Sorry it took so long to get this out. It always takes longer to
     write than I expect it to. Thanks to everyone who has stuck around.
     Warnings: sexy stuff happens. Bill being a jerk. Crossdressing sexy
     Dipper (though in this fic boys in dresses, as long as their omegas,
     is the norm.)
     Enjoy, my little lovebugs.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Dipper looked at himself in one of the bathrooms full length gilded mirrors. He
barely recognized himself with the amount of makeup he had on. Bill had
insisted his cosmetics be airbrushed on for the photographers. He supposed it
was for the best as the presentation was still flawless even after an hour
under the bright lights of the camera flashes and stress from presenting before
the press; there was no need to reapply. Though the heavily kohled eyes, fake
eyelashes, and dark red lipstick was much more pronounced than he would prefer.
 
He didn't necessarily like his hair either. It was pulled back from his face
and secured with diamond tipped pins, making it look like his curls had stars
in it. Bill had said it would match the birthmark that was subsequently on
clear display. luckily the sprayed on foundation made the mark appear lighter
and less noticeable.
 
At least he liked his dress, he thought as he gave the skirt a light fluff. It
was a royal blue tea party style dress that had a full skirt, with plenty of
tulle underneath, ending just below the knee. It had a matching lace overlay
and fitted three quarter sleeves. The neckline came to his collarbone but his
pale skin peeked through the netting as there was no lining under his upper
chest nor under the sleeves. Almost his entire back was exposed as well, the
skin tinted blue by a sheer film of fabric from the nape his neck to the small
of his back. Around the waist was a long strip of satin tied into an over-sized
bow, it's tails trailing longer than the length of the dress. His alpha had
teased him saying he only compromised on the dress because it made Dipper look
like a gift for him to open. The outfit was completed with large teardrop
earrings, embedded with diamonds and sapphires, a thick bracelet with rows of
small diamonds, and silver peep toe stilettos. His finger and toe nails were
painted the same crimson color as his lips.

The brunette was still studying his reflection when Bill walked into the powder
room portion of the bathroom. The alpha came up behind Dipper and wrapped his
arms around his waist and rested his chin in Dipper's pinned curls. "You look
lovely my little narcissist."

Dipper looked at Bill through the mirror. "I am not a narcissist."

"Really? Because you have been in here an awfully long time. At first I thought
maybe you fell in the toilet and drowned, but then I come in here only to find
you admiring yourself." Dipper snorted and rolled his eyes making the alpha
chuckle. "I can't blame you. If I looked like you I'd be looking in the mirror
all day long. Probably masturbating too."

"Bill!" Dipper turned around in his alpha's arms so he could hit the blond's
chest. "You are such a pervert. And for your information, I wasn't admiring
myself. I went to the bathroom and then I just needed a moment to myself after
the whole press conference." He rested his cheek against the blond's strong
chest. "I was so nervous. Do you think I did all right?"

Bill kissed the crown of his omega's head. "You did wonderful. Besides even if
you didn't they wouldn't paint you in a bad light. The media that was invited
tonight were carefully selected by those that have good ties with our family.
You have nothing to worry about."

"Well I'm just glad it's over. Now we can relax and enjoy the party." He
stepped away from Bill and took his hand instead.

"We have to meet my parents first. Then we can relax." Bill said, leading his
omega to the ballroom of the art museum he had rented out for their engagement
party.

The alpha's words made Dipper suddenly nervous. In his innocence he had
pictured his future in-laws to be loving parents such as his own. "What are
they like?"

"My mother is darling, you will adore her. My Sire...not so much."

"That bad?" Dipper eyed the paintings, sculptures, and other art works as they
made their way to the ball room.

"Let me answer that by asking you a question. Do you know of any alpha that I
fear?"

"No." Dipper snorted. "I can’t imagine the great Bill Cipher being scared of
anyone nor anything. Is there anyone left to fear after everyone who is afraid
of you is accounted for?"

"mmm." Bill's silver tipped black dress shoes, that coordinated perfectly with
Dipper’s, clapped loudly against the marble floors in the empty halls. "No
matter how strong the alpha there is always another stronger. Someone higher on
the food chain. Someone to fear. For me it's my sire."

Dipper wanted to ask more, but they were already at their destination. Many
guests had already arrived and the grandiose room was a flurry of color as
people danced, mingled, and ate and drank. They paused inside the entrance as
the maitre d introduced them to their guests. There was a roar of approval and
the applause was nearly thunderous. The omega smiled nervously and tried not to
squint as even more photos were taken, both professional and amature.

Numerous small greetings, and many more photos, were fulfilled as they made
their way to Bill's parents. His sire was still in conversation when they
presented and Dipper was surprised Bill stood at attention, a short distance
away, patiently waiting for the other alpha to finish. Bill's mother smiled at
her son and gave them a small wave before returning her attention back to her
alpha before she was caught. She rather not be reprimanded so early into the
evening.

 Dipper took the time to study his fiancee's parents. Bill's mother was short
and curvy. She had a few extra pounds but it complimented her large breasts and
full hips. Her waist was small and she was considerably fit even with the extra
weight. Like Dipper she was fair skinned and had curly hair, only she was blond
and her long curls were pinned into an elaborate hair style atop her head. She
wore a long, pink, clingy, but flowing evening gown that could have rivaled her
beauty if she wasn't unearthly gorgeous. The woman had to be in her forties or
fifties but didn't look a day over thirty with her pixie like facial features
and bright azure eyes. The brunette omega could only describe her as a cross
between his friend Pacifica and Marilyn Monroe. Dipper surmised the only thing
Bill took from her was the blond hair, a single blue eye, and half of her skin
tone to lighten the dark brown skin of his sire.
 
Shifting his eyes the sixteen year old moved onto Bill’s dark sire. She was
tall, likely the same height as her son, only she appeared taller because of
the black stiletto's that peeked out from equally black, fitted, wide leg,
dress pants. She had ebony hair, streaked on the sides with silver, that she
wore in a high coiffured mohawk, the back of which was long and braided to fall
down her spine like a twine rope. Like Bill she was slender but extremely
lithe. She wore a mock neck, sleeveless silk shirt, that was backless, likely
to show off her strong, sinewy, muscle. She was attractive in a chiseled type
of way; all sharp angles and hard contours. Her thin lips housed the longest,
sharpest, canines Dipper had ever seen and they glistened wetly in the light as
she spoke. He couldn't miss the obvious similarities. The woman looked like
Bill in female form and they even shared his same affinity for gold. Half way
up her strong arms were an absurd amount of gold bangles and her fingers and
ears hosted an abundance of gold rings. Just as Bill reminded the omega of a
wolf, his sire was akin to a sleek, dangerous, panther. Dipper looked away when
her predatory, golden, eyes caught his wandering gaze.

Giving a slight nod of farewell to her acquaintance the alpha greeted her son
without looking at him "William." Her attention was on the omega in front of
her. Caging the brunette's chin in her hand she turned his head this way and
that to review him at a variety of angles. "So this is the Mason boy you have
selected to be your mate."

"He prefers to be called Dipper." Bill said from his mother's embrace.

"Dipper?" The alpha repeated with a sneer as if she had heard it wrong. Her
voice was quiet and had a hissing quality to it that Dipper found alarming.
That or it could have been the sharp claws digging into his face with just
enough control to not break through his skin. "Is this one of those stupid
nicknames you assign everyone?"

"No. It's a family nickname because of the mark of stars he bears on his
forehead. My  stupid  nickname for him is Pinetree because of his last name and
for the printed dress he wore the first time I saw him."

"Awe. What a cute story. Pinetree is such an adorable petname, don't you agree
Mina." Said the blond omega, doting on her son.

"Willamina in public, Tabitha. How many times must l remind you? And no I don't
agree. Both false names are ridiculous. I will call him Mason as that is his
proper name." Dipper tried to look at Bill from the corner of his eye, as
Willamina continued to scrutinize him. What was ridiculous is that the woman
didn't even address him personally. It was as if he wasn't important enough for
the alpha to speak to him directly. "All made up, he is attractive enough I
suppose. Though it's disappointing he doesn't come from a family of higher
breeding. It's a shame things didn't work out with the Northwest omega.
Hopefully his other talents make up for his unfortunate circumstances." She
released Dipper and the omega was quick to take protection in his alpha's
embrace, trading places with Tabitha.

"I can assure you they do. Mason is a well rounded omega with many interests
and will fit in just fine with our high society life." Dipper wasn't quite as
confident with Bill's assessment.  The alpha rubbed comforting circles in his
fiancée's back. Surprisingly the motion served to calm them both.

 "Of course he will." Agreed Tabitha from her mate's side.
 
Willamina pulled Tabitha further against her side, her claws digging slightly
into the younger woman’s hip. “At least Mason will have time to learn as you
are still climbing the ranks yourself.” She said to her son. “At twenty Eight I
had hoped you would be a bit further along. It’s a shame, really.” She helped
herself to a glass of champagne from a passing server.
 
“You’ll be pleased to know I just acquired two companies.” Bill spoke carefully
as to keep the growl from his tone.
 
“Yes William, I am aware of your purchases as I am your every move. I have my
resources. Have to keep an eye on my playboy son whom buys companies like toys
with the inheritance left from his grandfather and makes a joke out of his
family name.”
 
“I made GF Physics Consultants what they are. I expanded it and the company
made over a billion dollars last fiscal year.”
 
“Yes” Willamina cut in. “but you didn’t build it from the ground, and the
earnings weren’t yours. Until just now you were a salaryman. Sure, you made
$750,000 annually and cleared several million or so after bonuses, but compared
to your heritage it’s nothing. Not to mention the company may have made over a
billion dollars in revenue but after overhead, salaries, and other costs the
profits are still in the millions. You may have bought another company on the
other side of the country but it’s not yet a national company. Even if you
achieve that goal your family’s name and close colleagues are synonymous with
global products and services.”

 Catching the female alphas attention an old associate requested an audience
and the woman obliged, but not before finishing with her son. "Face it William,
you're still a pup trying to play with the big dogs... Mason at least serves
one purpose, to keep you from fucking any bitch in heat. Your blatant
promiscuousness has been an embarrassment to yourself and your family.
Hopefully having a mate and starting a family will make you serious about your
professional life as well. Wouldn’t want my grandchildren’s sire to be a
complete failure.” She didn’t care that her son was bristling around the the
omega he held in his arms, his claws practically digging into the poor boy’s
back. Nor did it matter to her if Mason was wide eyed and uncomfortable from
facing the unexpected altercation. “Please, excuse me.” Abruptly she turned and
walked the short distance to her next party.
 
“Bill, can you please loosen up?” Dipper pleaded as soon as the terrifying
alpha was out of earshot. “You’re hurting me.”
 
The blond looked down at his future mate. If he was still small he would have
been in tears but he was a grown man now and crying was not permissible.
Willamina had made it clear at a young age that alphas do not cry. “Sorry.” He
said, gently rubbing the spots his claws had gripped apologetically. “That
woman still gets to me even after all this time. Nothing I do is good enough
for her.”
 
Tabitha, who had straggled behind, touched her son’s bicep reassuringly.
“That’s not true. I know I say this all the time but she loves you. She just
has a hard time showing it. She’s tough on you because she think’s it’s
motivating. Your grandfather was the same way with her, but he acted like an
old omega when it came to you. What I am trying to say is that even though she
acts like a hard boiled egg, on the inside of that tough shell she is all soft
and squishy.”
 
Dipper moved out of the way so she could comfort her son and give him a proper
hug.
 
“I doubt that.” Bill said, taking his mother’s comfort just like he always has
after dealing with his sire. “Underneath her shell is probably an egg shaped
rock. But thank you,” he said pulling away. “You did make me feel a little
better.” It was a lie, but he didn’t want to hurt her feelings. “I love you.”
 
“I love you too, my little golden boy.” Tabitha said, reaching up to pat her
son’s cheek playfully.
 
The brunette omega felt a pang of jealousy bite at him as he stood off to the
side awkwardly. He should be the one soothing his alpha. It was his job and yet
Tabitha had stolen it from him. Then again he had no one to blame but himself.
He could have tried harder, or even tired at all. Instead all he did was stand
there and then tell his agitated alpha that he was hurting him in his distress.
Hearing Bill share his affections with his mother Dipper was determined to
learn how to serve his alphas needs and earn such praises. Seeing as he didn’t
really know Bill it seemed a daunting task, but Dipper was smart and he enjoyed
a challenge.

 Seeming to sense the younger omega’s unrest Tabitha took his hands in hers.
"Dipper it was a pleasure to meet you. I think you are just lovely..." her
attention was taken away momentarily when Willamina snapped her fingers from
several feet away demanding her mate's company. She had better hurry. "Bill has
been talking about you for the last three years. He needs someone good in his
life, to take care of him, and I couldn't be happier that you accepted my son."
She gave Dipper a short embrace and the brunette found himself returning the
gesture. After breaking away she then gave her son another quick hug. "We'll
all talk later." Making haste she made her way to her alpha lest she have to be
requested a second time. Willamina would not be happy to be kept waiting.
 
“You're right, I did end up liking your mother. She is very sweet.” Dipper took
Bill’s hand and his face lit up when the alpha laughed at the intonment that
his sire was unlikeable.
 
“She is.” Bill chuckled, raising Dipper’s hand to his lips. “I don’t know how
she puts up with my sire, the blasted woman.” His agitation visually flared
just mentioning her.
 
“Hey,” the omega said pivoting on his toes to face the alpha and wrap his arms
around him for a quick kiss on the lips. “It’s ok. We’re not here for her. This
is about us, so focus on me and forget about her. Ok?”
 
Bill pulled Dipper closer and gave him a fuller, longer kiss. “You're
incredible kid, you know that?” the omega blushed and Bill couldn’t help but
give him another kiss, the photographer's be damned. “I’ve already half
forgotten about her. But you know what else might help?” Dipper gave him a
quizzical look and shook his head “no” that he didn’t. “A good strong drink of
alcohol.”
 
The omega saw no reason to deny him as Bill was seven years beyond the legal
age and he could hold his liquor. However as the night progressed it was
apparent Bill was the kind of drunk who was influenced by the mood he was in
when he started drinking. Which was apparently agitated and aroused. All
throughout dinner Dipper had to reroute Bill’s wandering hands that were trying
to explore further than they were allowed, especially in a public place. Each
time Bill was thwarted he would growl warningly in his omega’s ear only to be
satiated when Dipper told him he could touch him just not past his thighs and
for fuck’s sake to make it discreet. The alpha seemed to forget both parts when
they were talking to his great uncle Ford. Well Dipper was talking, Bill stood
behind him kissing his neck and putting his hands under his dress.
 
“No.” Dipper said under his breath, smaking Bill’s hand out from under his
skirt, as Ford answered his questions about a client he was working for. “Not
yet. Not here.”
 
It did not go unnoticed by Ford. Really it couldn’t go unnoticed by anyone who
saw it. “Cipher perhaps you should step away for a bit. Uh, cool yourself
down.”
 
“Good idea Sixer.” Bill said taking Dipper’s hand. “Come on Dipper, let's go
explore the museum.” He didn’t realize Ford had meant to take a break without
his grand nephew.
 
Dipper gave his uncle an apologetic look as Bill drug him away. They had been
mid conversation and Bill was being rude.
 
“So what do you want to look at?” Dipper asked as he was half pulled by the
alpha, whose strides were much too long for him to keep pace with, without
jogging. Not in easy feat in high heels such as he wore. The omega thought
perhaps Bill would want to observe some fine art, as he appreciated the better
things in life, but they walked through an entire wing without stopping.
 
“What I want to see,” Bill said, pushing his omega against a wall once he found
a secluded spot free of any wandering guests. “Is you pinned beneath me,
sweaty, trembling and screaming my name in ecstasy.” One hand caressing up his
femur had already found it’s way to Dipper’s crotch. Bill began massaging the
teenager’s genitals over the lacy panties he wore as his mouth sucked harshly
on his neck.
 
“And you will. You will have all of that, but not until we are married.” Dipper
pushed feebly at Bill’s chest.
 
The alpha’s lips left Dipper’s skin with a wet squelching sound, but his hand
continued to rub the growing bulge between the omega’s legs. “But I need this
Pinetree. I have so much rage and frustration built up in me. I need you to
calm me. I need you to bring me down.” his fingers sneaked their way between
Dipper’s thighs and past the thin lace defences. Ring and middle finger slid in
easy circular motions around the weeping entrance. “You’re so wet. You want
this too. You want me.”
 
“Of course I want you.” the omega reassured the agitated alpha. “Just not yet.
Please, my alpha, I’m not ready.” Dipper may be a virgin but he wasn’t
clueless. He knew that omega’s often used sex as a way to calm their angry
alpha’s. Sex was like an antianxiety drug for them and copulating with the
omega kept them from lashing out on others and/or the omegas themselves
unnecessarily. It was a biological built in fail safe. He needed to come up
with an alternative that the alpha would be happy with and that wouldn’t
compromise his own resolve. “Bill, No.” He squeezed his legs together,
effectively preventing the probing digits from going any further. As he tried
to formulate an idea, two familiar figures came into view.
 
“Cipher.” Stan said, with his twin placed protectively behind him. “I think you
ought to give Dipper some space.”
 
Bill growled but didn’t bother turning away from his fiancee to face his
challenger. “He’s mine. And I’ll do with him as I please. This is none of your
business.” Nonetheless his hand dropped from under his omega’s skirt to fall at
his side; two of the fingers still coated in his fiancee’s lubricant.
 
“Bill, Stan, please.” Dipper called, afraid of the potential havoc.
 
“Seeing as he is my grandnephew he is my business and he’s not yours just yet.
Ya haven’t been hitched and even when you are no means no. And I’m pretty sure
I heard him say no. I may be gettin old but my hearing is just fine.” Stan
cracked his knuckles. “So let’s say you come with me, we’ll get a drink, you’ll
cool down, and we’ll find something to laugh at.”
 
“And if I say no?” Bill turned around slowly to face his opponent, bringing his
hand to his mouth he cleaned Dipper’s lubricant from his own fingers like a
person at a picnic, without a napkin, licking barbecue sauce from their digits.
Dipper paled at the action. He was sure his gruncles had seen Bill’s hand up
his dress and could come to the correct conclusion.
 
“Well then I’m gonna hav to kick yer ass.” Stan winked at Bill and gave him a
friendly smile as he pulled his arm back. His punch never had a chance to hit
home as Dipper placed himself between his alpha and his great uncle.
 
“Stop it.” Dipper cried. “Grunkle Stan, you are not fighting my fiancee.”
 
“But kid, he was going to hurt you.” Stan said worriedly.
 
“No he wasn’t” Dipper replied with false confidence. “I know it looked bad but
Bill is my alpha and I can subdue him.” Or least he hoped he could.
 
Bill gave a cocky, lopsided and fairly drunken grin over his omega’s shoulder
as he wrapped his arms around his omega’s waist. “Yeah, my little pup has it
all in control so go bark up another tree old man.” He let out an “omph” when
Dipper elbowed the blond in the ribs. It was too weak to hurt but it still
surprised the alpha.
 
“Quiet! You are not helping the situation.” Dipper sighed and pinched the
bridge of his nose. “Can we all just be civil? Grunckle Stan, Ford. I know you
are worried about me, but I swear Bill would never hurt me. Was he acting
inappropriate? Yes. But he was agitated and he was just looking for comfort,
like any alpha would do. I rather he try with me than some other omega.”
 
Stan looked back at his twin for advice hoping the omega could offer some
brains over his brawn. As an alpha he didn't feel he could properly judge the
situation his omega nephew was in.

"Dipper could I talk to you privately for a moment please?" Ford pushed the
glasses up his nose as he glared at the CEO.

The teenager chewed his lower lip nervously. "yes" he said carefully, prying
his alpha's fingers off his waist. "You two better not start fighting." Dipper
warned as the two alpha's sized each other up with their eyes and growled lowly
under their breath. He walked with his great uncle Ford out of earshot but but
stayed close enough to keep the bristling men in view should a tussle break
out.

"Dipper what are you doing?" Ford asked

The young brunette shifted his focus from the alphas to his great uncle. "What
do you mean?"

Ford swept his arm dramatically "Why are you marrying that monster?"

Dipper's eyebrows scrunched together. His alpha may be a chauvinistic, pig
headed, bigot, but a monster? Surely he didn't deserve that title. "Gunckle
Ford my alpha may not be perfect but I don't think it fair you label him so
horribly. What has he done that you would speak of him so?"

"I don't know. You tell me." Ford said crossing his arms over his chest. "as
one omega to another I can smell the lingering scent of fear and apprehension
on you when he is around, no matter how you try to hide it. Couple that with
how I see he treats you and I have to wonder what he has done to you or what he
will do to you in the future."

"I..." Dipper had to be careful how he chose his words. Ford was smart and more
like him than his other family members. lying to him would be harder than it
was with anyone else. "Have my reservations about Bill it is true. As an omega
I have a natural fear of an alpha as dominant as he is. However my desire to be
with him is stronger than my fear. He has been good to me and I ask that you
respect my decision."

Ford was quiet for a moment as he stared hard at younger omega. "This doesn't
sound like my nephew. Perhaps your meds need to be adjusted." he said quite
seriously. "I suggest before going through with this you should make an
appointment with your omega reproduction physician. It's possible your
suppression medication is no longer strong enough and some of your heat
hormones are leaking through in a way that is affecting your emotions and
decision making regarding the opposite dominance and mating. It's the only
rational explanation I can come up with for your out of character actions."

"Or maybe I am just in love. Why is that so hard to believe?"

"Because of who you are supposedly in love with and who you are. You want to go
to college and get a doctorates in physics. You want to be equal to your
dominant peers. You don't want someone dictating your life and who you can be.
Do you honestly think Cipher will let you do what you want and let you live
your life the way you see fit? He is an alpha of the oldest order. He will
control you and consume you until you are nothing but the shell of the person
you once wanted to be. Cipher doesn't want an equal or even someone with their
own personality as a mate. He wants a doll. Something he can mold and
manipulate to be the perfect omega. A pretty, perfect, object to hold onto his
arm and show off. Can you tell me that is what to want from life, to be
somebody's toy?"

Dipper felt his eyes burn with the threat of oncoming tears. Ford hit the nail
on the head. The brunette had been trying to avoid all the hard truths that
Ford had called him out on. In the past few weeks he had focused only on the
things that he liked about Cipher, but none of that changed who Bill really
was. Changes would have to be made once they were married but it was likely
that Dipper would be the only one to bend. Still, this had been his choice. He
didn't have to submit to Bill's proposal. "Sometimes the things we want in life
change. Some things take precedence over other things we once thought more
important." Mabel's happiness over his own to be exact, but he couldn't tell
his uncle that no matter how good it would feel to have a confidant.

"Do you hear yourself Dipper?" Ford was exasperated and it was clear from his
tone. "A life with Cipher is not want you want. In fact it's not a life at all,
it's an imprisonment."

"Just because it's not the life you would chose doesn't mean it's not what I
want. Maybe I don't want to fight against the world. Maybe I don't want to be a
loveless omega who lives with his bachelor sibling in the woods whose only
offspring he  produced is his work; whose legacy leaves him alone in bed each
night." it was a low blow and Dipper knew it, but he needed Ford off his back
lest he find the cracks in Dipper's story and reports the truth back to his
family. He continued to hold back tears even through the look of utter hurt in
his idol's expression.

"I see." Ford said softly. Without further words he went to his brother. "Let's
go Stan. Dipper has this. I was wrong to have interfered and mistranslated what
I saw." He made his exit with one last sorrowful look at Dipper when the
sixteen year old joined them.

Stan could tell whatever conversation had happened between Dipper and Ford was
not good. Ford had been crestfallen and Dipper looked like he was ready to
burst into tears. "You ok kid?" He asked, grasping and squeezing his nephew's
thin arm in support.

"Yeah" Dipper nodded weakly. "You can go on ahead, I'm ok. I could use a
private moment with Bill."

"Sure kid. Regardless of whatever happened with Ford you know we've got your
back. If this buffoon" he jerked his thumb in the other alpha's direction which
elicited a growl that he promptly ignored "ever does anything you don't like
you come to us. I don't care if he's my boss or your alpha I have no problem
putting him in his place for disrupting even a hair on your head."

"Thanks Stan" Dipper gave him a watery smile.

"I mean it Cipher." The older alpha said poking Bill in the chest making the
other swat his hand away irritably. "Ya better not hurt my nephew."

No sooner were they alone when Dipper burst into tears. Instantly Bill took
Dipper into his arms and blamed the absent omega for his fiancee's current
state. He hadn't been upset until after his conversation with Ford. "What did
that old man say to you?" the alpha practically growled.

"N-nothing more than the truth." He managed to say between sobs. "It's j-just
been a long day." Dipper got out in shuddering breaths, pressing his face into
Bill's warmth. "First the press, then your sire and your aggressive behavior,
Stan and you almost fighting and then Ford calling out our relationship...I
just feel overwhelmed." Dipper expected some backlash as he did not spare Bill
from blame.

Bill rubbed comforting circles in his omega's back as he held the boy close and
let his words sink in through the haze of alcohol that delayed his responses.
"I'm sorry."

"W-what?" Dipper stuttered out, surprised.

 "I'm sorry." Bill repeated. "I haven't made you feel comfortable nor safe and
that means I failed in my job as your alpha. I didn't hold my ground with my
sire and afterwards I acted inappropriately with you in my frustration. Your
uncles shouldn't have felt the need to protect you from your own alpha." he
rested his chin on Dipper's head, reveling in the scent he so admired. "My sire
just brings out the bad side in me. No matter what I do she is always
disappointed in me, it's been that way ever since I was a child and I don't
know why her opinion holds so much weight over me. She only ever sees what I
didn't do instead of acknowledging what I have accomplished. As if she is so
high and mighty and deserving of her successes more than anyone else. Yes she
offers a global service and is a renowned architect, having designed some of
the most recognized structures around the world but she forgets that she
inherited the global family real estate company and had all the right contacts
through it to take advantage of and expand her existing talents."

Dipper could practically feel the alpha's blood pressure rise as his heart beat
picked up a crashing pace through his ribs. His claws once more threatening to
pop through Dipper's clothes and into his skin. "Yes I have invested some of my
grandfather's money but I earned what I am today unlike her. And then for her
to insult you and treat you like less than the angel you are..." His grip
loosened over his omega. "It's unacceptable." his hands found his way to
Dipper's cheeks, cradling them in his cusp and tilting his head up to look into
his mismatched stare. "I'm sorry I'm such a piss poor alpha to you." He leaned
down and captured the teens lips in a soft kiss.

Bill tasted of liquor but Dipper found he wasn't turned completely off, mixed
with Bill's unique flavor it was better than on it's own. "As your omega I
should have been able to subdue you so that you never got so out of hand. I
guess we both have a lot to learn about making this work." Dipper said, still
feeling his alpha's heightened heart rate. Internally he applauded Bill on the
amount of self control he was exhibiting and felt the alpha deserved a reward
for considering his feelings and comfort. "Come on." He said pulling away from
the older male and taking his hand.

"Where are we going?" He questioned amused while letting Dipper lead.

Dipper merely murmured something inaudible, seemingly wandering without a
destination, until a found an empty exhibition room used for borrowed pieces
that the museum currently did not have to display. Against the wall was a large
bench and it was here he sat. Spreading his legs wide he pulled his alpha down
to sit between them. He placed small demure kisses on the side of Bill's neck
before his mouth found an earlobe to suck on. Bill's low hum of approval gave
Dipper the courage to venture on. Sneaking his trembling hands between the
other's arms Dipper worked on unbuttoning the tux coat. Once accomplished he
pulled it from Bill's form and placed it neatly on the bench beside him.

"Pinetree?" Bill questioned curiously as his omega resumed nibbling on his
neck. The petite hands fumbled blindly as they tasked themselves with opening
his pants. He gripped Dipper's wrists before the omega's small hands could
plunge underneath layers of black fabric. "You don't have to do this yet."

"I know" the brunette said, kissing Bill's clothed shoulder. "But I want to."
he pulled himself from the alpha's loose grip to slip underneath Bill's pants
and underwear. His tentative touch told him that his alpha was already half
aroused. "Just because I'm not ready for sex doesn't mean I can't touch you."
Finding it too difficult to properly hold Bill in the confinement of clothes he
carefully pulled the hardening member from it's soft prison.

Dipper added gentle sucking motions to his kisses along Bill's neck and the
back of his jaw. His mouth left Bill's skin only briefly to whisper hotly in
the blond's ear. "You are so high-strung right now. let be bring you up and
then take you down. let me be a good omega to you."

The warm flesh in his hands began to heat up and swell into stiff hardness as
his fingertips learned how long and thick his lover could become. Dipper traced
over the throbbing vein that traveled Bill's length and circled under the ridge
of the finely shaped head. It felt beautiful against his touch and yet he was
afraid to look at it; to see this part of Bill that would own him so fully in a
little over a month's time. The penis felt so big as he wrapped his hand around
it to begin pumping. Would it hurt when the cock took him? Imagining Bill on
top of him and pushing inside both terrified and excited the teen. His
excitement spiked further when the  alpha moaned out his name and leaned his
back further into Dipper's arms. The omega blushed at the fact that it was his
actions turning the strong man into this blabbering mess. He had never in his
short life seen himself as a sexual creature. Heck he had hardly even
experimented with himself. Starting to become aroused he wondered what else
Bill would make him want to be capable of.

Bill was seeing stars and it surprised him that being jerked off felt so
amazing considering it had been done before and he done many more pleasure
things and often. "Fuck...Dipper." What about this boy made him feel so good?
His omega's free hand went up under his shirt to teasingly toy with one of his
nipples. The extra stimulation had the alpha's insides coiling tightly and in
response he began jerking his hips into his Pinetree's grasp. Leaning his head
back on Dipper's bony shoulder he reached behind him and pulled Dipper's head
down for a messy awkward kiss. The angle was odd but the boy reciprocated the
kiss easily enough, their tongues winding around each other in a fervent need
to taste one another. All too soon and not soon enough the pinpricks of
pleasure became violent stabbing in his pelvic and the alpha growled into his
soon to be mate's mouth as he came. Pulling away from his omega's lips he rode
through his orgasm; Dipper continuing to milk him until he had emptied fully
onto the omega's hand and a bit on his own shirt. luckily his jacket would
cover the stain.

"Feel better?" Dipper asked as Bill reached into his tux coat and pulled out a
handkerchief to wipe Dipper's hand off with. The omega would still need to wash
them but at least he wouldn't be walking around with cum dripping down his
digits.

"Very much so, my good little omega." The alpha replied in a relaxed, quiet,
tone while tucking himself away. Dipper had done so well that he rather wished
he could retire than return to the party. Unfortunately they still had
important people to mingle with and he was sure Dipper wanted to talk to some
the guests he had invited before the night was over. "Is there anything you'd
like me to do for you?" He asked, being able to feel his Pinetree's much
smaller erection against his backside.

Dipper paused as he thought about what his alpha could do for him. A warm mouth
around his cock or fingers sliding in and out of his slick underside. "No,
thank you." Following his alpha's move, he stood up. "I'm not prepared to go
further yet and I'm not at the point where my arousal will be painful while it
recedes." He admired the way the thin fabric of Bill's dress shirt pulled over
his muscles as he slipped back into his jacket. His alpha was very handsome and
it made his resolve crack just slightly.

"Very well." Bill replied before bending down to kiss his omega's warm lips
once more. "Shall we return to the party then?" he offered the teen his arm and
Dipper hooked his own through Bill's

"Yes. But no more alcohol tonight, OK?" he did not need Bill fighting with
anyone else.

"Fine, fine." He really no longer felt the need to drink after being subdued by
Dipper and his orgasm had left him with a pleasant buzz.

 "And let's stop by the bathroom first. I want to wash my hands." And to wipe
away some of the wetness that had collected between his butt cheeks. It would
be uncomfortable to walk around slick the rest of the evening. Bill however did
not need to know that part. The alpha was already gaining too much power over
him.
Chapter End Notes
     I went in really liking this chapter but I just read it before
     posting, for editing purposes (not that it isn't still littered with
     mistakes), and found I don't love it as much as I thought I had.
     However I wanted to get it out so I hope it's enjoyable enough. Maybe
     it's just me being me-you know you're are own worst critic type of
     bullshit thing.
***** Trepidation and Consolation *****
Chapter Summary
     It's only a week before the wedding. Time to tie up loose ends?
Chapter Notes
     Notes: ORS = Omega reproduction specialist. Consider this the
     equivalent of an OB/GYN for omegas. I probably should have noted this
     in the last chapter as Ford brought it up in their argument. Also
     there is a subspecialty for Male ORS.
     Also, not to gross anyone out, but I felt the need to explain that
     omega lubrication is self cleansing. This is especially important for
     males, since their reproduction parts share other body functions, if
     you get what I mean. So it would not be overly dirty if uh...alphas
     wanted to eat it, maybe. Hint. Hint.
     Warnings: Smut.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Dipper's bedroom was a disorganized mess of boxes, trash-bags, and piles of his
belongings. The omega had off from school, for teacher in service, so Bill
decided to take the day off from work and help his fiancee move his stuff being
that it was only, approximately, a week until their wedding.

The omega was sorting out his bookshelf, deciding what tomes should stay and
which ones would make the move with him to his new home, when he looked up to
find his alpha shoving his favorite comfy clothes into a trash bag. "What are
you doing?" Dipper cried, jumping across the bed to rip a pair of sweatpants
from Bill's hands.

The blond looked down at his suddenly empty hands before looking back up at
Dipper's face with a baffled expression. "You have a brand new wardrobe waiting
for you at my place-your new home. You don't need to bring any of your old,
cheap, and dare I say it, ugly clothes with you."

"But I like these. I get that I have to dress like a rich spoiled omega when I
am in public but I will have a need for comfy clothes at home sometimes."
Dipper practically hugged the sweats to his chest.

Bill sighed. "I took that into consideration when telling Pyronica what to
include in your wardrobe. You don't have to worry, your closet is filled with
plenty of comfortable lounge wear." Easily overpowering Dipper he pulled the
pants from the omega's protective custody. "Only they will be high end name
brands and look much more well made than this pair of..." Bill looked at the
tag on the inside of the pants. "Old Navy sweat pants. Whatever cheap brand
that is."

Dipper pouted and crossed his arms over his chest. "But I like Old Navy." he
huffed

"Don't give me that cute little pout, it won't change anything." Bill said as
he opened the mouth of the oversize black trash bag to toss the offending pants
away. "You will wear the casual clothes I so graciously bought you. Of course
if you rather not you could just always walk around the house nude. No need to
undress you means less work for me when I come home from the office."

A rose colored blush flushed Dipper's face. "I suppose I can get used to over
priced stuff you got me." He bit his lips to repress a whine as he watched Bill
throw away most of his clothes. The only things left behind would be the things
the alpha had recently purchased for him. Reluctantly he went back to sorting
the contents of the bookshelf. It was better not to look at what was happening
with his reliable wardrobe.

The two worked in silence for a bit and they had just about finished up when
the alpha’s cell phone buzzed. Dipper watched him read the text. "That time
already, huh."

"Who was that?" Dipper asked curiously as Bill put his phone away.

"Soos. He was reminding me of the time. Get your shoes on kid, before we are
late for your appointment."

"What appointment? You didn't tell me about any appointment?" Without waiting
for an answer Dipper dropped to the floor to search for one of the few pairs of
shoes that hadn't been packed away. Finding a pair of black low heeled boots
under the bed he zipped himself into them.

"Your omega reproduction specialist appointment. You should have one before we
get married and to prepare you for our first mating." Bill pulled his phone out
again when the ringtone went off. His expression fell into that of dismay when
he saw who was calling. "Can't even take a fucking day off. Sorry Dipper, it's
the office, I have to answer this." Taking the call, and starting to walk, he
motioned for his omega to follow him.

Getting up off the floor the brunette silently trailed Bill to the car. He
stopped only for a moment to ask Mabel to look out for the moving van, and to
instruct them on where to go and what to take. After Dipper finished with his
twin he gave Xanthar (one of the two bodyguards employed by Bill to watch over
his house and school since their public engagement) a quick hello and goodbye
to run and catch up with his alpha who was already at the limo.

"Hey little dude." Soos greeted him with a fist bump. "You ready to go?"

"Don't think I have a choice." He told the driver as he climbed into the limo,
behind Bill.

"Yeah, I know what you mean. I get sick to my stomach before every doctor's
visit and usually get terrible gas in the office. Heh. Anyway, doctors, they're
a necessary evil, ya know." Soos gave Dipper a sympathetic look before closing
him in the cab with the pre-occupied alpha.

During the car ride Dipper stared out the window and drowned out Bill's loud
discussion with his own thoughts. Usually he would be interested in
eavesdropping on Bill's work calls, as he got to hear a lot about the
scientific community and it's current affairs, but right now it only sounded
like accounts conversation and Dipper had other concerns. Bill has said this
appointment was about their wedding and mating. Was Bill trying to make sure he
was fertile? If he wasn't would the alpha cancel their wedding? Would Preston
then revoke his daughter's hand from Mabel? Would he forever live a lonely
life; a rejected omega that nobody wanted because he couldn't produce an heir?


 Dipper tried to calm his racing thoughts but his anxiety only grew when they
arrived at a medical facility that his current ORS did not belong too. Bill
didn't notice his omega’s distress as he was off his phone only long enough to
have Dipper checked in for his appointment.
 
The poor omega felt numb with worry as he stripped down and put the gown on,
opening in the back, as directed and climbed up on the exam table. Soon after
the medical assistant left, Bill was finally off his phone and was surprised to
find his fiancee teary eyed and staring blankly off into space.
 
Standing, the alpha went to his omegas side. “Hey, what’s wrong?” Bill asked as
he rubbed Dipper’s back; the bare skin, between the opening of the gown,
momentarily distracting him when his finger tips brushed the smooth flesh.
 
The brunette set his watery gaze on Bill. “What am I doing here?”
 
“I already told you.” He said, wondering about the current wellness of his
future mate.
 
“I know, but is there more to it?” Dipper rolled his lower lip between his
teeth for a moment. “Is this appointment to verify my fertility?”
 
So that was it. His omega was worried. The idea of Dipper fretting over having
to possibly cancel the wedding made Bill smile. Seems the brunette was starting
to like him regardless of how he was manipulated into his future vows.
 "Sweetheart, I already know you're fertile. I read the records from your
previous ORS before l handed them over to this office. Besides even if you
weren't l would still marry you. Infertility is not a deal breaker these days.
With modern medicine there would be several treatment options."  
    
Dipper sniffled, pushing back the tears he had managed to keep at bay. "So we
really are just here for a pre mating appointment?" Bill nodded his head. "Why
couldn't we just use my existing ORS. I've been seeing her since before my
first heat and l really liked her."

"Because she went to a mediocre medical school, has only published a few
articles, and does not belong to any prestigious medical affiliations. I don't
want pups right away, but it's never too soon to get you situated with your
future delivery physician. Dr. Owani sub specializes in male omega reproduction
and comes highly recommended. Not to mention she graduated summa cum laude from
Pennsylvania Perelman School of Medicine. She has participated in several
important studies, has published numerous articles hailed by her peers, and
belongs to many renowned medical societies. When it comes time to you having a
child l want to be assured my mate and pup are in the best care possible."

Dipper wanted to argue that he was comfortable with Dr. Klear and would prefer
to stay under her care but he knew his opinion would end up in the same place
as his old wardrobe; the trash. It was also hard to fight with Bill when the
alpha just had his best interest in mind. To put up a fuss would just make him
appear ungrateful. "I understand." The bright smile Bill gave him helped to
assure himself he had been right in not causing a fight over this.

Both heads turned towards the door when there was a swift knock announcing the
arrival of the physician. Dipper could tell the woman was an alpha, by her
powerful scent, before her strong, short, physique came into view. Her dark
skin appeared almost obsidian against the starched  white of her lab coat, and
her slightly greying hair was kept short to her head. Pearly teeth with sharp
canines flashed from full lips when she offered a smile. It was meant to be
welcoming, but as with most alphas, Dipper found it unsettling.

"Mr. Cipher, a pleasure to meet you." Dr. Owani shook the other alphas hand
before addressing her own patient. "I am pleased you have selected me to care
for your omega."

Dipper could already tell she was the type who saw omegas as possessions. He
found himself instantly mourning the loss of care under Dr. Klear.

"Only the best for my mate will do." Bill stated.

"And l won't let you down." She motioned to a chair before taking her own on a
stool in front of an intake computer. "Mason Pines." she said aloud as she
typed his name into the computer. Within a moment his electronic medical record
populated the screen. "Good, your past records and medical history have already
been loaded. That makes things easier." She noted as she typed some things into
his chart. "All right, what do you say we get this exam started?" Slipping her
hands into purple nitrile gloves she wheeled her stool in front of the exam
table. "Lie back and put your feet in the stirrups."

The Omega did as instructed and tried to make himself relax. The internal exam
was never very comfortable and he had learned from experience that tensing up
only made it worse. He could hear Bill growl quietly when the doctor inserted
her finger. The alpha was probably jealous that the doctor felt inside him when
he wasn't yet allowed.

"It's a treat getting to meet you Mason. You are even lovelier in person then
you are in your photos." Owani was just trying to make small talk while she
performed her exam but Dipper found the conversation topic odd as to what she
was looking at under his gown. "My omega is obsessed with you. I have to buy
him every magazine you appear in and I even bought him a replica of your
engagement party dress after he begged for it. I should really tell him no
sometimes but it’s hard to when my young mate gives me those puppy dog eyes. "


"Oh..." The brunette was still getting used to being in the public eye and
didn't really know what to say about the alpha's mate being an admirer. "I can
always give him my autograph?" Was that a stupid thing to offer? Was he being
conceited to think someone would even want that?

"Really? That would be superb. We have a few magazines, with you on the cover,
out in the waiting room. I'll have medical assistant bring one back before you
leave."

"Sure." The Omega hissed slightly when the doctor's finger caught on something
inside him.

"Sorry." The physician apologized. "Your erogenous rings are rather prominent."
Completing the internal exam she removed the gloves and tossed them in the
trash.

"How many does he have?" Bill asked from his chair, a few feet away. Dipper’s
previous ORS didn’t seem to find it important to have it documented in his
record.

"Seven." Replied the provider, scooting back to the computer to add more
information.

Bill whistled appreciably. "That's alot."

"Yes. The record is nine, but the average amount is four." Her typing filled
the room with quick little clicking sounds.

"Erogenous rings?" Dipper questioned. He knew they were something inside the
reproduction canals of omegas but he never cared to learn about them in detail
as he honesty thought he may have never had a mate. "The ridges that are
supposed to be super sensitive to... Pleasure my alpha..." He blushed Scarlet,
saying the words aloud.

The doctor looked up from the screen. "And for you also. The erogenous rings,
also commonly called pleasure rings, are made up of many sensitive dormant
nerves that only ignite once your body has adjusted to the alpha DNA provided
during a claim. After that your alpha's pheromones will trigger the nerves to
awaken and swell during sex, to make it extremely rapturous for both
partners... depending on sex pairings of the couple, of course. The swelling
and sensitivity peaks during heat. They are a natural born trait to keep our
species monogamous, though obviously it doesn't keep everyone from straying."

"Don't worry." Bill told Dipper "with seven rings around me I'm sure I'll not
cheat."

"Can we not talk about this now." Dipper grumbled out, barely audible. As if
this whole situation wasn't embarrassing enough Bill just had to be his usual
perverted self.

 "So," Owani cut in, wanting to keep the visit on track. "I reviewed Mason's
baseline sonogram from August and everything is coming along fine. His uterus
is a little underdeveloped, which is not unusual for male omegas at his age.
They are often behind their female counterparts in progression. I don't know
how soon you want to have children but l would suggest waiting at least until
he is eighteen or nineteen. Of course if you were looking for heirs sooner we
could always start Mason on a rigorous vitamin and hormone regimen, or
synthetic drugs, to speed his growth along."
 
"I'm not considering impregnating my omega right away. Perhaps in four or five
years. I'd like to enjoy him first." Bill answered easily enough.

"Of course." Replied the doctor  "l see Mason is on a combined contraceptive
and heat suppressing medication. Are we looking to change it to a contraceptive
only?"

"Yes." The blond alpha confirmed.

"I'll have the new order sent to the pharmacy, that you provided, if that's
alright." Next the woman addressed Dipper. It took the omega a moment to
realize he was being conversed to as he was left out of the other decision
making regarding his own body.

"Being that you have been on repressors since you were thirteen it will take
two or three cycles before you experience a full heat." Getting up she grabbed
a few pamphlets from an organizer, on the wall, and then handed them to her
patient before taking her seat again. "Heat can be quite uncomfortable and you
may not know what to fully expect. Inside the booklet that l gave you explains
the full list of symptoms along with what to look out for and how to handle it.
The other booklet is regarding your first mating."

 She watched as Dipper turned the pamphlet over, in his hands, taking a curious
glance at it "I don't want to put a damper on the experience, as l am sure you
have been dreaming and romanticizing about this day your whole life, but post
claiming will be rather uncomfortable as your body adjusts to the changes
caused by your alpha's DNA. You can expect soreness at the site of fang
penetration and a fever for 24-48 hours that will set in a few hours after the
bite. I will also be sending a script for pain medication and an anti nausea
pill to the pharmacy.” There was a moment of silence as she entered the order
into the computer. “And sent. That concludes the visit. Is there any questions
or concerns I can answer before we depart?”
 
Dipper wasn’t necessarily happy with how little information the physician
provided. His previous ORS, Dr. Klear, would have been sure to explain
everything thoroughly instead of giving him only the basics and providing
pamphlets for him to educate himself. How could he even know if he had
questions if he hadn’t gone over all the information yet? Then again the woman
was an alpha and wouldn’t even be able to understand some of his concerns. She
may be a medical professional but she only understood things from a textbook
perspective. “Why did you choose Omega Reproduction as your area of expertise?”
The omega hadn’t really meant to say the words aloud and yet out they tumbled.
 
Bill looked slightly embarrassed that Dipper would ask such a thing and the
physician was clearly surprised by the question but she answered it anyway.
“I’ve always found reproduction fascinating, especially male omega
reproduction. Aside from fish of the Syngnathidae family we are the only
species where males can be impregnated. It’s amazing and yet comes with it’s
own challenges. Historically male omega’s fare worse than their female
counterparts when it comes to childbirth. Because parts of male omega’s
reproduction components share other functions of the body there are more risk
factors for both the carrier and the child. In the past twice as many male
omega’s would die in childbirth than female omegas. However, because of modern
medical advancements that number has been drastically reduced. In short, I
chose my specialty because I enjoy a challenge and I wanted to be able to save
lives.”
 
While there may be a shred of truth to her words but Dipper decided she chose
her specialty based off the number of omega bottoms she would get to see and
touch in a day.
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After stopping for a late lunch the alpha and his omega made their way to the
apartment complex that Bill resided in. Dipper thought it was interesting when
the blond pulled out a key for a small elevator, separate from the complex's
main two, but didn't question it. He received an answer when they were
deposited into the hallway, on the top floor of the structure, that had only
one doorway. The single entrance was made up of two heavy cherry wood panels
and was flanked on either side with matching potted plants and benches
upholstered with white, quilted, canvas. Even though it was a simple hallway
the floors were covered with large black tiles, marbled through with white
veins. The wall facing them had six evenly placed sconce lighting fixtures
dripping with gold bubbles and cut crystal for a chandelier effect. It was all
rather ritzy considering it was just an area of passage.

"Of course you live in the penthouse." Dipper noted as Bill unlocked the
deadbolt.

Bill looked back at Dipper,  "In a week you will too." finishing his task he
swung the doors open wide. "Welcome home sweetheart."

The words were meant to be inviting and yet they held and air of finality and
 filled the omega with a sense of dread. In a little over a week, he was to
leave his family and his old life behind to move in with an alpha that he was
just starting to warm up to. He chewed his lower lip as the anxiety ate at him.
 To battle his fear he followed Bill into the foyer and busied himself with
looking around. There were two simple white doors immediately on either side of
him and another door directly across from him; a chase lounge took up the blank
space and a large black and white photo of the Egyptian pyramids hung on the
wall in a gold frame. A hallway opened up further ahead on the left and
adjacent to that was another set of french doors, framed in white but paneled
through with black glass. The walls were white and his brown packing boxes
stood out easily against them.

The three big boxes, filled with his stuff, had seemed so enormous in his small
room but now that they were placed in such a large residence it seemed like he
had brought so little with him. How could this place ever feel like home to him
when it was only made up with a fraction of himself?

"Let's take a tour before we get unpack your belongings, shall we?" Bill asked.
Not waiting for Dipper to answer he opened the door on the left. "Half bath."
Dipper could see it was black and white. Quickly his attention went to the
other door when Bill swiftly moved on. "Coat room." it was an oblong, fished
walk in closet that looked like it was under a staircase.

Following behind his alpha he was led through the swing door that brought them
into a black, white and chrome kitchen. Bill's personal assistant, Pyronica,
was present along with two elderly women and a man only a few years older than
the omega.

"Hey Bill, Dipper." Pyronica stood, greeting them with her heavy New York
accent that Dipper had come to associate with the safety she provided. "I
brought the house staff, like you requested and picked up the items Dipper
needs." She held up a ring with three keys on it in front of his face. "This
key," she noted pinching a black metal key in her manicured fingers  "is the
elevator key. You can't access the penthouse elevator without it. This gold key
is for the deadbolt to the front door, and this silver key is for the regular
lock on front door. Try not to lose them, but if you do Jesus and I has a set
too."

"Got it." Dipper took the keys from her and stuffed them into the pocket of his
frilly cardigan.

"I might have the old keys changed to an electronic fingerprint system for
extra precaution to keep you safe, but those will do for now." Bill commented.


"Also," Py cut in, pulling something from her purse that sat on the counter.
"here is your creditcard."

"Mason Cipher?" Dipper read the name on the card before pocketing it just like
he did the keys.

"That is who you will be soon. I pulled some strings and got them to print out
your future name on it before we got your legal name change. Granted, most
stores you will shop at have an account on file for you, but you never know
when you might need it. I don't want you to be ever stuck in a situation
without money." feeling an overwhelming need to touch his omega he pulled
Dipper to his hip and leaned down to kiss the top of his head.

"Thanks." Dipper quietly thanked his alpha and leaned into his side. He didn’t
say it aloud but seeing his name in Bill’s possessive only added to his
mounting anxiety. He felt that in becoming a Cipher he was changing who being a
Pines was. That in marrying Bill it was the beginning of losing himself, of
becoming what somebody else wanted him to be.

Bill nodded his head. "Ok. Time for introductions. I thought it would be a good
idea to bring in the house staff so that you are familiar with the faces you
might see around the house." He motioned to the young man first. "This is nate
he takes care of the maintenance for the pool and is the horticulture manager
for the residence."

Dipper shook his lightly tanned hand when he held it out for him. "Nice to meet
you dude." Nate said, reminiscent of a teenaged boy and not a professional
worker.

Pyronica chuckled "Don't let his young age or crude personality fool you, he is
an expert at his job."

Nate rubbed the back of his head sheepishly from the attractive alpha's praise.
"Hard not to be, it's a family business."

"This lovely little woman here," Bill moved on, indicating the shorter of the
older women in a floral print dress. "Is Mrs. Ramirez. She is our cleaning maid
and is here Monday thru Friday from eight to twelve."

She took Dipper's hand and patted her own over his. "You call me Abuelita."
Said the woman with fluent, but choppy English.

"She actually is Soos's Abuelita." Pyronica added.

Dipper's eyes lit up at this. "Oh! Soos talks about you all the time. He says
you are the most amazing woman and that you raised him to become the person he
is today. It's so nice to meet you."

The older woman blushed. "My Jesus is good boy. You are good boy too, and
lucky. Mr Cipher is fine and handsome alpha."

The omega looked up briefly at his alpha as the blond chuckled. "He is very
handsome." Dipper agreed, leaving the second half as something yet to be
completely decided.

Bill then motioned to the woman not yet mentioned. "and last not but not least
is..."

"Susan" the woman cut in, coming from around her spot at the counter, to take
Dipper's hand and shake it vigorously.  "But you can call me Lazy Susan because
of my eye." She laughed boisterously. "I'm the chef here. I may appear messy
and disorganized but my cooking is not." She quickly added before Pyronica
could add her commentary.

"Graduated top of her class in culinary school and has worked for several
prestigious restaurants around the world." Bill commented. “Now that the
introductions are out of the way let's continue the tour."

 “It was nice to meet you all.” Dipper called behind him as his fiancee guided
him across the kitchen and through another swing door on the other end of the
room.
 
“Dining room.” Bill offered, though it was clear what the gold, black, and
white room was by the long black executive table surrounded by heavily padded,
high back, white dining chairs and the black buffet table, with the iridescent
white sliding door, pushed into the perfectly sized alcove of the wall.
 
Dipper found the oblong shaped room interesting with it’s recessed walls and
ceilings, complete with crown molding but he had little time to admire it
before Bill pulled him out the door (there were three of them!) on the left,
towards the back end of the room.
 
In the hall way Bill pointed to the room in front of him. “Guest room, with an
ensuite full bath, off to the right is a half bath that also has an exit to the
pool room. There at the end is my personal gym, it has a glass wall that looks
out into the pool room as well. Feel free to skinny dip, while I work out, and
we admire each other.”
 
“You are such a pervert.” The omega shook his head, his statement making Bill
laugh.
 
Walking down the corridor Bill pointed out the last door that then looped them
back to the apartment entryway. “Master bedroom, but we’ll come back to that at
the end.”
 
“Only to start unpacking.” Dipper warned.
 
The blond only hummed in response as they passed through the french doors. “The
salon.”
 
“Normal people call it a living room.” Though he doubted anyone really ‘lived’
in this space. The ceiling was two stories high and the large double stacked
paneled windows, framed in black, were dressed with sheer white curtains that
ran from ceiling to floor. The floors were hardwood lacquered in an ebony
finish. Off to the right was the staircase that went over the coat room and led
to a loft. Before them was a white seating arrangement of three mod couches
nestled around a large, and low black coffee table, that all sat upon a white
area rug with a light gold design. Off to the left was a white baby grand piano
to take up empty space. The walls were a light cream that could also be
considered a pale gold and were strategically decorated with works of fine art.
The great room was large and Dipper assumed it ran the length of the kitchen
and dining room combined and was likely twice as wide. At the far end of the
salon was a door that presumably led into the dining room and another set of
black, glass doors that led to the pool, if Dipper had the layout down-which he
believed he did.
 
“Come on.” Bill urged as Dipper studied the room. “You will have plenty of time
get used to it after the wedding.” Taking his omega’s hand they climbed the
stairs to the second level.
 
“Why isn’t there a TV in your living room?” Dipper asked, finding it peculiar.
 
“Because the room is used for the reception of guests. It is for mingling, not
mindlessly watching TV. Don’t worry, my middle class omega, there are
televisions in our home. Even the wealthy enjoy dumb entertainment sometimes.”
Dipper wanted to argue that cable also provided news and educational programs
but was to preoccupied with familiarizing himself with his new home and trying
to keep that information, that this was his new home, from further fraying his
frazzled nerves.
 
Reaching the landing Dipper was surprised to see the loft hosted a full bar
with four bar stools. More seating was provided via two mahogany leather sofas
that rested against the half wall, facing the bar. Each couch had it’s own
small, raw metal coffee tables. There was even a pool table with a red felt top
over to the far right of the room. The walls and tile flooring were a darker
shade of the same creamy gold color from the living room and the woodwork was
stained a cherry brown.
 
“This is obviously the bar.” Bill said. “Full service, even has a bathroom over
there with two separate stalls for when we entertain friends or my work
associates and clients.”
 
“Right.” Dipper agreed. Honestly he forgot one of his jobs as an elite omega
was to host dinner parties. It gave him anxiety just thinking about it, but he
wouldn’t worry about it just yet. He had enough on his plate to adjust to as it
was.
 
The bar, while decently sized and looking like it’s own establishment, did not
take up the entire second level. Passing the open lounge they toured through a
hallway with several doors to the left. Entering the first Dipper was pleased
to find it was a study. A large one at that. The walls were lined with built in
bookshelves and the omega couldn't help but run his fingers along the spines
within reach. Unlike the rest of the penthouse’s cold, modern, aesthetics, this
room felt warm and cozy. The color theme was a combination of rich reds, browns
and creams and avoided the black, gold, or white that most of the rooms bleed.
Dipper could picture himself curled up one of the couches, set up in a square
around a recessed fireplace in the middle of the room, with a good book while
Bill worked at the large desk situated at the far end of the study.

"This is my office, though l have a desk and carpenter coming to make room for
you there." Bill pointed to an area across from the comfortable sitting
arrangement. There was an alcove filled with shelves that were emptied of the
books they once housed. "He'll take down the shelving, fix the wall, and fit in
your custom desk. It should be done in two or three days time and it will look
like it belonged there the entire time."

Dipper nodded but said nothing else as his fiancee held him close and took him
back out to the hall.

Bill started pointing at doors as they walked. "Full bathroom, storage closet-
l think it was meant to be a small room, but l needed somewhere to store
seasonal decor and such..." Bill looked down at his omega, the boy was being
fairly quiet and he wondered if something was bothering him or if he was simply
spacing out. He frowned, the latter irritated him to no end. The alpha was used
to omegas being infatuated with him and giving him their undivided attention in
order to serve his needs and earn his praise. Heck he was used to that from
most people, not just omegas. "Last room," he said, leading the brunette
through the final door at the end of the hall. "Is all yours."

The walls were a dark charcoal and the floor was carpeted in a light gray. The
room was empty of much except for a black leather sectional, a large flat
screen TV, a simple sturdy table that could fit four people, and a desk.

"Mine?" Dipper questioned.

"Well yeah. This was just an extra TV room before, and l figured you might want
some space for yourself, to make you feel at home. You can put all your nerd
stuff and videogames in here. Feel free to decorate it however you want. We can
even have the walls repainted and a new carpet put in if you like. There is
another desk in here too if you prefer to do school work in private instead of
in the study with me..."

Bill was surprised when Dipper flung his arms around his neck and pulled him
down for a kiss. No sooner had the alpha rested his hands on his small lover's
hips when the omega pulled away.

"Thanks." Dipper said, already making a mental note of the room and how he
would customize it.

"For what?" Bill asked.

"The room." Dipper said simply "l was starting to feel overwhelmed about moving
in and feeling like a stranger in a place that is supposed to be home. Don't
get me wrong, the place is beautiful but it's not me. I don't want to sound
insulting but l was, am really, afraid of losing myself to this marriage.
Afraid of being forced to become only what my alpha wants me to be.... It
really means a lot to me that you gave me space to be myself and that you don't
expect me to give everything up."

Dipper's genuine smile made Bill's heart stutter. He didn't think the omega
could be more beautiful and yet in this moment he was. His intention with
giving Dipper his own room was to contain the omega’s childish and dorky stuff
to one place  and to keep it from spilling into the rest of the home where it
didn’t belong, but seeing his omega like this now Bill swore to himself that
from then on out Dipper’s happiness would be his main goal in life. Reaching
out he cradled Dipper’s jaw in one hand and caressed his cheek with his thumb.


 The brunette nuzzled his face into the alpha’s large hand. He wasn't sure what
was going on in Bill's head but his look of utter adoration was beginning to
make him blush. He wore a goofy smile that Dipper had never seen and got the
impression that this was a rare expression and just for him. It made him feel
special. It made him want to kiss his alpha again. Raising himself on his toes
he pulled Bill down to meet his lips halfway.

The kiss started out sweet enough; their lips gently pressing together in a
mutual exchange of emotional feelings turned physical. Thankful. Adoring.
Wanting. Very wanting. Things escalated  quickly when Bill's hands found their
way to his omega's butt. Giving the plush cheeks a squeeze caused Dipper to
press himself further against the older man. Tilting his head the brunette
parted his lips, inviting Bill to taste him further. Pushing his tongue past
dry lips, Bill entered the hot wet mouth and coaxed the other's shy tongue to
dance with his. Pushing. Pulling. Entwining. Dipper let out a small whine of
pleasure when his alpha slid his knee between his legs to rub up against the
growing budge in his panties. With some small amount of shame, but unable to
help himself, the teen rutted himself along Bill's leg. The friction made small
pulses of pleasure bloom in his belly and he pulled his mouth away from his
alpha to press his forehead to Bill's dress-shirt and pant into his chest.

Without any effort Bill scooped up his soon to be bride, eliciting a squeak
from the boy. "I've yet to show you our room. Why don't we head down there,
yeah?" he whispered into the brunettes ear as the slender boy wrapped his legs
tightly around his hips, afraid of falling even though Bill held onto him
securely.

"OK." How the blond traversed the house with Dipper in his arms, and while
nibbling on his neck, the omega didn't know. Nor was he sure that he cared as
he whined appreciably when his arousal rubbed against the alpha's abs and when
Bill sucked the sensitive skin of his throat; his fingers tugging into the
blond hair.

Dipper hardly took notice when they made it to the bedroom. At least not until
he was laid atop the soft mattress and was no longer held flush against the hot
blooded alpha. "Bill!" he whined out, rubbing his legs together; missing how
his erection rubbed against the other's body.

"shhh." Bill murmured, climbing over Dipper and straddling his legs. "Let me
look at you on my bed." He Pinned the omega's arms to his side when he tried to
reach out for him. The ruddy blush on the teen's face made Bill's arousal
twitch with lust. "You belong here atop my sheets, flushed, trembling
underneath me and" Dropping his chest down to Dipper's he nosed along the pale
exposed neck, "Smelling of desire." Biting carefully on the pale flesh he
released one of the brunette's hands to trace down the side of his ribs, hip,
and outer thigh. "I can't wait to claim you; make you my omega."

The teen shuddered when bill's warm breath ghosted coolly over the wet flesh
where the other's mouth had just been. "Touch me." He requested quietly.

"Where?" Bill asked, his fingers lightly trailing up his omega's leg, under his
skirt.

"Inside...to g-give me an idea of what it's going to feel like." he was
blushing hard and could barely get the words out.

Rolling onto his side Bill's hand expertly slid underneath Dipper's soft silk
panties. "You're so wet." He noted. "I think you like being talked dirty to."
He said quietly into the teen's ear.

"S-shut up!" The omega stammered out, spreading his legs further as a finger
circled his dripping hole.

Bill didn't respond, rather he licked along the shell of the other's ear and
then took the lobe into his mouth as he continued to tease the entrance. He
waited for Dipper to relax further before he pushed in. The slick hole took his
first finger easily with little more than a soft gasp from its owner. This felt
way different than the physician's probing touch from earlier that day. The
alpha growled, releasing the other's ear. "You're so tight around me I can only
imagine what it feel like to have your wet heat clench my cock for the first
time." Slowly he started to move his finger in and out. Propping himself up on
his elbow he watched Dipper's expressions. He smirked when the shy boy turned
his head to look away from the other's appreciative gaze. When the omega
started to whine lowly he added his middle finger to piston along with the
index. "I can slightly feel your pleasure rings. Just think about how they will
swell with want for me once your body accepts me. How good it will feel when I
fuck you into a moaning mess."

As if on cue, a throaty keen escaped Dipper's lips when Bill brushed along
something amazing inside him. Embarrassed by his own noises Dipper bit his
knuckles trying to keep the volume to a minimum as his prostate was brushed
over and over. He couldn't imagine anything feeling better than this.

The blond salivated at the scene in front of him. His omega rocked his body
slightly as he tried to meet the thrusting fingers and his skirt had rode up to
his hips; his exposed legs twitching with pleasure. The muffled moans, whines,
and wet sounds of Dipper's hole being played with made Bill's erection pulse
with neglected need. removing himself from the omega Bill made his way off the
mattress to kneel on the floor at the closest side of the bed.

"Bill." Dipper called his alpha's name frantically. The man couldn't leave him
like this. The heated teen propped himself up on his elbows only to return on
his back when Bill grabbed him under the knees and pulled Dipper to him. He
cried out in surprise when the blond slid his panties down his legs, past his
boots, and threw them off to the side. "What are you doing?" he was alarmed and
yet made no move to scramble away even when his legs were hooked over Bill's
shoulders and his hips raised into the air.

"Relax." the alpha said, nosing under Dipper's taunt balls as he unzipped his
own pants. His scent was even stronger as it poured from his body in an
abundance of secretions.  "I'm not going to mate you just yet. We are both just
going to have a little fun." His tongue darted out to poke at the slippery
entrance, testing his fiancee's reaction as one hand caressed a pale thigh
before reaching down to play with himself. Dipper stiffed slightly, his legs
jerking, and stuttered out his name brokenly but otherwise appeared willing.
The omega tasted of rain water, sugar, vanilla and slightly of mint. It was
addicting and he proceed to lap at the fluid with the flat of his tongue.

The omega threw an arm over his eyes as if he could hide the embarrassment that
he felt.  If it didn't feel so good he would have begged the blond to stop.
"Ahhh. Oh my god! Bill!" His hips twitched and he fisted the duvet in his
curling fingers when the alpha dived into him with his tongue and grasped his
hard cock at the same time. He was wrong earlier, things could feel better. He
felt amazing when the wet muscle inside him brushed up against his prostate,
and had his arousal pumped in time with each touchdown. Bill was an incredible
kisser but it was now apparent, to the omega, that his long tongue had a talent
all it's own.

Obscene, wet sounds, mixed with the males pleasured moans, whines, and panting.
As practiced as he was Bill was surprised when he came first; his ejaculate
bursting in warm spurts over his own hand. He continued to jerk himself off
until he was spent. Wiping his soiled hand on the black bed covers, he focused
on eating his lover. He had better hurry or he was going to end up hard and
aching all over again. It was unbelievable what this boy did to him. Bill made
sure to make his strides long up and down the omega's length. Each time his
tongue hit its target and the skin scrunched under the head of the penis he
skimmed a thumb over the wet slit.

With a cry of ecstasy Dipper came into the alpha's dark hand; his back arching
and his thighs squeezing Bill's head slightly. The omega had to draw his legs
back and scoot away from the persistent twenty-eight year old as he continued
to touch the over sensitized areas after his orgasm.

Bill relented and chuckled at his omega as he tucked him self back into his
pants, and collected Dipper's panties, before plopping beside him on the bed.
"Too bad we have unpacking to do, I could totally take a nap."

"Y-yeah." Dipper stammered out, embarrassed. Quickly as he could he slipped
back into his underwear and pulled his skirt back to it's proper place. No easy
task to complete with how his hands were shaking.

The alpha looked over at the brunette. The boy's cheeks were still red and his
body was still trembling. "You ok? Did I go too far."

OHMYGOD, Bill wanted to talk about this ? "No. It was really good. I just
never..."  had an orgasm like that . "it took a lot out of me." he fiddled with
his fingers, too embarrassed to face Bill as the man propped himself up and
scratched soft circles into his back. "I'm sorry." he apologized into his hands
as they flew up to cover his face. "I'm so awkward at this. It's so unsexy."

Changing his position Bill sat in front of Dipper and pulled his hands away to
see him properly. "I think you're very sexy, and I really enjoyed myself. Thank
you for letting me do that. I know you are a virgin and everything sex related
is a big step."

"I guess that is why I decided it was ok." Dipper bit his lip. "I don't want to
be completely inexperienced the first time." Even though he had a feeling he
still would be. "Will it hurt, you think?"

Bill had taken several virgins in the past. "The first time? Parts of it. I
promise to make up for it though. I will make sure you feel good and cum a
couple of times."

Dipper nodded, feeling his anxiety start to claw back up his chest. Sex would
hurt, the claiming would hurt, he would be moving away from his family...All
his thoughts flooded away when Bill cradled his face in his hands and gently
kissed his lips. It was weird tasting himself on Bill but not entirely
unpleasant. If anything it turned him on a bit.

"Everything is going to be fine, ok?" The alpha reassured his almost mate.

Dipper agreed, thinking only of the kiss that had just left him "Ok."

 Taking the omega's hand, Bill got off the bed. "Now let's start unpacking,
your parents want you back before dinner time."
Chapter End Notes
     It's almost wedding time-Next Chapter.
     Notes:
     The erogenous rings are just an excuse for Dipper to really like sex
     later. Like, from 0 to 60.
     If anyone is wondering why I went into a lot of detail in the tour of
     Bill’s penthouse it is because I wanted the readers to feel how new
     and unfamiliar it was along with Dipper as he experienced it. Perhaps
     a sense of overwhelmingness.
     P.S. Thanks again for all the kudos comments and love. Rather than
     reply to the comments when I post a chapter I think I am going to
     reply sooner rather than later. Just wanted to give the heads up so
     that nobody is disapointed when I make replys without following up
     with a new chapter right away.
     Love Ya'll.
***** What Becomes Of Us *****
Chapter Summary
     They boys get married and Dipper gets mated and claimed.
Chapter Notes
     Sorry it took so long to get this out. Life, ya know.
     Warnings: smut. Very mild gore/violence.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
December 22nd, the first day of winter break for the students of Gravity Falls
High. It was cold outside and the first grey/blue rays of morning light
filtering through the window of the room promised snow. However, right now,
snuggled into bed and next to warm bodies, Dipper could care less. That is
until the warm body rolled over and took the blanket with them. Curling his
body into a ball, trying to preserve heat, the boy still refused to fully wake.
His naked feet brushed up against radiating warmth and they automatically
burrowed in.

"Dipppurrr." Mabel cried, "your feet are freezing."

Brown eyes opened slowly, still blurry from sleep. "Well quit hogging all the
blanket." he whined out, reaching over his shoulder to tug the cover back over
his body.

"Will you two shut up." Pacifica growled out from Mabel's other side. "Some of
us are trying to sleep."

Coming to senses a little more Dipper wondered why he was in his sister's bed,
not that the queen size mattress couldn't fit them all with a little snuggling.
That's right, after the rehearsal dinner last night Mabel suggested they stay
up late to watch male pairing alpha/omega porn. It was to celebrate Dipper's
last night of freedom and while all they did was make fun of the adult film,
the male omega admitted to himself he may have learned a few things.

"Shit!" the bride to be sat up straight and ran his hands over his smooth
cheeks in distress. "Today is my wedding. What time is it?" He leaned over the
grabbed the alarm clock on the nightstand. Luckily Mabel even had the archaic
thing as most people used their cell phones as alarms. With a sigh of relief he
noted It was only a little after six in the morning. He should have known
better being that the room was still pretty dark, even with the curtains open.


"Seriously Dipper," Pacifica hissed "Either get up or shut up. It is too
fucking early for all your yapping."

"Yeah, what she said." Mabel yawned and turned on her side to fold her body
around the blond omega.

Rolling his eyes the boy got out of bed. The makeup artist, hair stylist, and
photographer would be arriving at nine so he had three hours to get a cup of
coffee, eat some breakfast and shower. Padding down the carpeted stairs he
could already smell a pot of coffee brewing and hear the sounds of muffled
conversation. Upon entering the kitchen he gave a small wave to his parents and
grandfather, who had arrived two days ago, before taking a seat at the table.
He shivered when his exposed legs settled on the cold wood of the chair not yet
heated by the weight of a person. He would have worn warmer pajamas had Bill
not threw out most of his wardrobe last week. Instead he had to settle on
wearing one of the three pairs left behind that had been purchased by his
alpha. The set was little more than fitted light blue shorts, with an absurd
amount of ruffles on the back side, and a light blue cotton camisole with lace
edging. It was actually a little embarrassing to wear something so cute in
front of his family.

Placing a kiss on his cheek in greeting, Helena planted a cup of coffee on the
table in front of her son. "it's loaded with cream and sugar just like you like
it." She smiled warmly. "Now drink up. I know you need it being that you were
up with Mabel and Paz until who knows when."

"I will, thanks mom." The small brunette murmured out, sipping the contents of
the mug tentatively, testing the temperature of the liquid.

"Pancakes will be done soon," Arthur added, as he whisked some batter. "Just
waiting for the griddle to heat up."

"Ok." Honestly Dipper's stomach was too much a mess of knots to eat, but he
knew his parents were making his favorite meal just for him, and it would
likely be awhile before he had a chance to eat again, so it would be wise to
consume the breakfast anyway.

"I still can't believe it." Shermie said from across the table, his own cup of
steaming coffee nestled between his aged hands. "Marrying William Cipher." he
shook his head. "Why I remember when he was born-it was all over the
newspapers. Your grandmother, god rest her soul, followed the stories of the
Cipher family until the day she died. She'd have been so excited to brag to all
her friends about how you walked down the aisle, all dolled up in white, to
take a Cipher's hand. Unreal."

"Tell me about it." If anyone had told the brunette three months ago that he
would be marrying the infamous alpha he wouldn't have believed it either. But
here he was, for better or worse, by the end of the day he would be wed, mated,
and claimed by the devil himself.

Not for the first time, Dipper wished he could slow down time; stall the
inevitable. Instead, against his every wish, it seemed to move faster. After
scarfing down a plate of pancakes, covered in whipped cream and strawberries,
he showered, brushed his teeth, and slipped into a button down sheath dress
that he could easily step out of, without messing up the beauty preparations,
when it came time to get into the wedding dress.

Before he knew it his hair and makeup was done and he was left alone in his
room to change into the wedding underclothes. Sitting on his bed and looking
around Dipper studied his bedroom. Empty of his belongings it looked sad and
bare. This would be the last time it his room. After today his parents would
redecorate it to be for guests. With a sigh he shook his head to displace the
melancholy feelings and focus on present tasks. Taking off his dress he slipped
into the white lacy panties, weaved through with gold threads, with matching
sheer white garter stockings. Bill, of course, had picked out the set. Being
that one could see through the underwear Dipper picked up his discarded pajama
shorts and put them on. He would take them off after he was helped into his
wedding dress, which was hanging on his door and currently taunting him. The
mermaid style gown was fitted to be tight and it was constricting; just like
his new life would be.

Standing in front of the thing he ran a finger over some of beading. The gown
was white with intricately designed, champagne colored, lace appliques over the
bodice, hips, and around the edging of the chapel train. Even in the poor
lighting of the room the cut diamond and champagne colored crystals, and gold
beads, sewn into the lace, sparkled brilliantly. The brunette jumped when
someone banged on the other side of the door.

"Dipper, are you ready for me yet." Pacifica called, her voice muted from the
barrier between them.

Following tradition Dipper had to pick an unwed omega to be his maid for the
day. Being that he didn't have many friends he chose his sister's fiancee as he
had become close to the socialite because of Mabel.

"Yeah, come on in." He said backing away from the door, when it swung open, so
he didn't get hit with it.

Pacifica strode into the room, like Dipper her hair and makeup were already
done but she wasn't yet dressed in her formal gown. It would be easier to help
the bride in comfortable clothing. She would finish getting ready afterwards.
"You clean up good." She said reaching out to touch Dipper's hair, but then
drew back at the last minute, afraid she might mess up the cosmologists hard
work. "Who knew your wild curls could be tamed to look like that." His hair had
been brushed, and reshaped into soft waves reminiscent of a mild 1920's look.
His part was uneven and a gold sparkly barrette pulled back some hair to show
off an ear, likely to display the expensive jewelry that would hang from his
loebs.

"I feel like it's too much." Dipper confessed. He wore fake feathered lashes
and his eyes were heavily outlined in kohl. The lids were smoky and above the
black they were dusted gold.  The rosiness of his cheeks and nose were muted
under the concealer he didn't usually wear and made him look even paler than
usual. His chubby cheeks were contoured to appear high boned and sharp and his
full lips were a dark matte red.

"What are you complaining for? The blond crooked her hip as she looked him
over. "You look gorgeous, like you belong in a beauty magazine. "

"But it not me." Dipper complained as the girl walked around him. He squeaked
and tried to cover himself when his pajama bottoms were pulled to his ankles.
"Pacifica!"

"Relax Dipper, we're both omegas." She rolled her eyes at his prudish behavior.
 "there is no way we would be able to get those off once you are in your dress.
Besides who do you think is going to help you out when you have to go to the
bathroom tonight. Me-the bride's maid. Now step out of them, while I grab your
corset." She demanded as she took the steel ribbed torture device from its box.
"Arms up" She instructed her future brother in law as she then proceeded to fit
the satin corset around him. "Just so you know, you should feel honored to have
me doing this for you. Usually everyone is waiting on me hand and foot and I
had to practice how to lace this thing properly for a week." She gave a good
tug, pulling the said laces tight.

"Oof." Dipper breathed out as the corset closed around him rather
suffocatingly. "I feel like I can barely breath." He said as pacifica finished.


"Then I did my job right." she said flicking her blond, ironed, hair over
shoulder. "Looks good." she stepped back, admiring her work. "Gives you the
appearance of hips, something you want with a mermaid cut like your wedding
dress."

"I'll take your word for it." the male omega muttered as he stepped into the
dress Pacifica held out for him. Once inside it she pulled it up his body and
zipped him in, careful not to catch the lace and flimsy,expensive material. It
was a good thing the garment was so tight as the fit kept it from slipping down
his body. With all it's beading the dress was very heavy and the glittery,
decorative, cap sleeves did nothing to keep the dress in place.

"Alright sit on the bed." the girl ordered. Once he did as he was told pacifica
found what she was looking for and went over to Dipper to place the gold,
pointed toe, t strap heels on his small feet. Being that his dress was floor
length the only time the shoes would show was when the tips would peek out as
he walked; his movements kicking the fabric up slightly. "And done. I am
assuming you can put your jewelry on by yourself?"

"Yes. Go finish getting ready." the bride told his maid. Once she left Dipper
fitted his earnings into his earlobes, placed a heavy necklace around his
slender neck, and slipped a thick bracelet past his gold painted fingernails to
hang from a bony wrist. The jewelry matched his dress as the pieces were
spilling with classic and champagne colored diamonds. He took one last look in
the mirror. Pacifica was right, he looked beautiful. But it wasn't natural. It
didn't feel right. None of it did. "I am as sparkly as a disco ball" he
complained to the empty room. "Mabel will love it."

His assumption was correct. His twin nearly bowled him over when he came down
the stairs in his full attire. "Oh my gawd! Dipper you look beautiful." She
squeezed Dipper tighter than his corset.

"Thanks Mabes." Dipper said, trying to smile fakely for the photoghers that had
been taking pictures since he started getting his hair and make up done earlier
that morning. There were two of them here documenting the whole process and the
omega was sure there was more already at the manor where the wedding and
reception were being held. Not to mention the press with their flashing
cameras.

No sooner had the alpha left his embrace when his beta mother took her place.
"Look at my baby." Helena had already started crying. Instead of drawing away
completely she held him at arm's length. "you look so grown up."

"Please don't cry." Dipper said, feeling his own lower lip being to wobble.
"You are going to make me start."

"I'm sorry." She laughed, wiping away her tears. "I promised myself I wouldn't
cry in front of you, but I just can't believe this day has come already.
Sixteen years sure has gone by fast. It's feels like just yesterday I gave
birth to my baby boy omega, and now, by the end of today, my baby is going to
belong to someone else."

"I'll always be your son." he said, a silent tear slipping down his cheek.
Behind Helena he could see his father trying his best to hold it together as
well. After giving his mother one last squeeze he went to Arthur and gave him a
hug.

"I sure am going to miss you." Arthur said brokenly.

"I'm only going to live across town." Dipper tried to remain positive as he
pulled away from the male beta. "I'm sure Bill will let me visit often. Or you
guys can come visit me. I forgot to tell you that the penthouse has it's own
indoor pool. A hot tub too."

 "A hot tub?" Grandpa Shermie cut in. "I think I'll be bringing my swim trunks
to the after party." he said jokingly, knowing full well the special invitation
he received mentioned use of the natatorium, during the mating ceremony.
 
The family chuckled when one of the photographers sidled up to the group. "I
hate to interrupt, but if we could get started, we need some pictures of Mason
by himself and then after that when everyone is ready we can get the bride’s
family photos."
 
===============================================================================
 
All too soon it was after noon and the Limo came to pick up Dipper and his
immediate family, including Pacifica and grandpa Shermie. Dipper was quiet most
of the ride to the manor, where the wedding and reception would be held, while
his pack chatted amiably. Every once and awhile he would smile or laugh along
with everyone else at a joke he didn't really hear, but he was not at all as
put together as his exterior would have one believe.

 His heart was racing, he felt dizzy, and he wanted to throw up. The omega
wondered if every bride felt this way or if he was the exception. Childhood
fairy tales and popular opinion suggested that he should be excited to walk
down the long, lonely, aisle to his alpha.  That he should feel desire and
longing to lay on another's bed and spread his legs to be invaded by another in
the most personal of ways. That it should be his dream to nakedly submit and
bare his throat willingly to the bite of a savage wolf. Beyond that, if the
press articles about him were true, he should be honored that an old blood
alpha as wealthy and handsome as William Cipher chose him over all others.
Omegas were weak, after all, and they wanted someone who could take care of
them and their future pups. Not only could the alpha keep him safe  but he
could provide for him in a way that he should want for nothing. His only job
was to be the perfect textbook omega; keep a lovely home, entertain parties, be
beautiful, and above all pleasure his alpha. The problem was Dipper knew he
wasn't a perfect omega. He didn't fit the mold and feared the worst when Bill
came to realize how inadequate he was at his assigned role.
 
“Holy macaroni!” Mabel exclaimed pushing past Dipper, ignoring a protest from
one of the betas about not wrecking the wedding dress, to press her face
against the glass window of the limo as the car made it’s way up a long drive.
“Look at this place. It’s  like a small castle. Who knew this place existed in
Gravity Falls.”
 
“Mabel hun.” pacifica laughed airily “It’s the historical Trembley home. It’s
has a gorgeous gold gilded ballroom and the manor supposedly has tons of secret
passageways. It’s open for tours and stuff but it’s not available for rent. I
wonder how Bill managed to obtain it for the night, especially since the
surviving heir is crazy. Well not any more so than his ancestors, apparently
they were all nuts; unhealthy obsession with woodpeckers and other weird
rumors.”
 
“They sound fun.” Mabel laughed excitedly, nearly bouncing with her excitement.
 
Dipper’s interest was slightly piqued. He loved old architecture and the
prospects of ghosts raised his spirits, so to speak. His eyes studied the
manor’s stone facade and manicured cobbled pathway as he exited the limo. Soos
was quick to place the thick hooded white cloak over his shoulders to protect
him from the cold and the flurries that had started falling. The photographers
and an added videographer or two were there in an instant to snap photos and
record footage. The press was also there but they stayed a respectable distance
away, allowing the paid help to perform their services without interference.
 
Shortly after the whole family was out of the limo the Maitre D, a grey haired
alpha in a butler suit, met them. “Mason Pines I am to inform you Mr. Cipher
has already arrived and everything is going to plan. We still have some time to
allow for the arrival of guests. Is your maid present?”
 
Pacifica raised her hand, careful not drop the box she held with Dipper’s veil,
and the grey haired alpha nodded. “Mrs. Northwest, what a pleasure. You may
accompany Mr.Pines in the bride's waiting chamber and the rest of you can take
your seats in the first row on the left, reserved for the bride's immediate
family.” He turned his snooty nose to address Dipper again. “Mr. Pines if you
will so kindly take my arm.”
 
Dipper grasped the Maitre D’s forearm and was helped across the stone path. His
steps were small as hindered by the dress and shoes. It felt like forever when
they finally made it to the room where Dipper would wait to be called for the
wedding ceremony. He waited for Pacifica to take his cloak before  taking a
seat on a chaise lounge as the Maitre’ D uncovered a tray of light refreshments
next to wine glasses and a crystal pitcher filled with lemon water.
 
“Please feel free to enjoy some complimentary refreshments. The ceremony will
begin in about one half hour. If you need anything there will be a server
outside the door. Please do not hesitate to ask for anything.”
 
“Thank you.” Dipper said. He let out a sigh of relief when the man left.
 
Pacifica was oddly quiet and they sat in an awkward silence for some time, both
lost in their thoughts. Eventually she strode across the room and poured the
two glass flutes with water, the ice clinking as they dropped into the
stemware. She took a long sip from the one and then left it on the table
switching it with the one yet to be drunk from. “Something to whet your
palate?” She held out the flute for Dipper.
 
He nodded in thanks “This whole event is so stuffy and formal. I hate it.” the
words rolled off his tongue merely to fill the silence as he took a glass of
water offered by the Northwest heiress.
 
“Get used to it hun, it’s all part of the wealthy socialite life. Didn’t know
you signed up for this when you agreed to marry him did you?” She walked away
and leaned against a wall, idly staring out the closest window. The flurys had
turned to fat snowflakes, but it was just warm enough that it wouldn’t
accumulate, at least not yet.  “I should have said it before, but I am a
selfish, horrible person and didn’t, but you don’t have to do this you know.”
 
“What?” Dipper said, twisting his body to fully see the breathtaking blond. “I
don’t know what you mean.”
 
Pacifica rolled her eyes and shook her head sadly. “I know the truth Dipper. I
overheard my father talking to Bill a few months back. I couldn’t hear
everything because I was eavesdropping, afraid they had come to an agreement
about me, and I couldn’t piece the random information together right away. It
didn’t make sense until it finally hit me a few nights after the dinner at
Lucien’s. I know that you are Marrying Cipher for Mabel’s sake.”  A few tears
fell from her blue eyes like the snow outside the window. “I should have told
Mabel, or your parents, but I didn’t because I am a horrible, horrible person.
I wanted to be happy. I wanted Mabel to be happy. So what if you had to marry a
creep who has been stalking you since you were twelve? What would your misery
be compared to our life of wonder together? I kept lying to myself that it was
ok even after I got the wedding invitation with the VIP slip that also invites
my family to the post claiming presentation. It didn’t matter that we had
talked about how horrible that would be. Still I held the dirty secret when you
asked me to be your maid. Me! The person’s whose fault this is. But I can’t do
it anymore. Not after seeing your hollow expression all day. This is killing
you and it’s all my fault.” The wealthy omega was surprised when Dipper wrapped
his arms around her from behind. She hadn’t heard nor seen her fellow omega
tread over to her as she was still looking out the window; to ashamed to meet
his eye.
 
“Your right. I am terrified at the thought of marrying Bill and entering this
lifestyle; of becoming someone else. I am afraid of submitting to an alpha.
Afraid of the unknown. But you're wrong that this is your fault. This is my
choice and mine alone.” he was crying now too, it was a good thing both of them
had their faces airbrushed on. “I didn’t have to say yes. The funny thing is
that I think some small part of me wanted to say yes even without the
ultimatum... To be loved... To be appreciated.” He rested his chin on her
shoulder and also stared out the fluffy, falling snow. “Who says I’m going to
be miserable anyway? Bill adores me, thinks I’m beautiful and special. He wants
to treat me nice and spoil me. Sure, he is a misogynistic, chauvinist alpha but
maybe that is why I’ll I be good for him. Maybe I will even him out. Maybe
not.” he shrugged his shoulders “The future is a mystery, and I do like a good
mystery.”
 
“I just don’t want you to be unhappy.” She pulled herself away and wiped her
tears with jewel embellished fingers, turning to face Dipper.
 
“How can I be when I know that you and Mabel will live a life together filled
with so much love?”
 
The blond omega gave the bride a small smile and reached out to then wipe away
his remaining tears. “You are too good Mason Pines. Don’t ever let anyone tell
you omegas can't be heroes because you are mine.”
 
Dipper gave a small laugh and covered her hands with his own.  It was at
moments like these when he remembered why he liked her  snobby self. “Promise
you won’t tell my sister?”
 
“Only if you promise me that you’ll be ok.”
 
“Promise.” he told the girl, though he couldn’t be sure if he was lying to her.
 
“We better get your veil on then.” She said, pulling her hands away and walking
over to take the long, multi layered netting from the box. The silk tulle was
soft to the touch and the sheer layers were simple except for the 14k beads
edgings the many yards of fabric. Carefully she pinned it into his hair like
the hairdresser had shown her. Pacifica had Dipper hold it over his shoulder as
she released the train of his bustle to pull it to the floor. Happy with the
arrangement she then took the veil and pulled the top most layers over his
face. Lastly she fluffed the back of the veil so it laid on the floor past the
train of his dress. Circling the boy she decided she was satisfied and stood to
face him. “Last chance, do you want me to help you escape out the back door?”
 
The young male omega took a deep breath as he considered the truth. This was
his last moment of freedom. Was he really going to go through with this? His
heart pounding too quickly in his chest and the nerves on edge told him to run,
run as fast as he could away from this place and the alpha that waited for him.
But as his brown eyes searched the blue ones in front of him, the eyes his
sister loved, the person his sister loved, he felt a sense of calm wash over
him. “No.” Like a dead man walking to the gallows he accepted the consequences
for his past actions. “I’m ready to submit to my fate.” Hopefully it would be
good to him.
 
===============================================================================
 
The Trembley mansion had it’s own chapel, however it was small and could not
accommodate the extensive guest list. Instead, rows of gilded chairs, with
cream cushions, were lined up in the large and lavish foyer of matching cream
and gold. The only splash of color was a long carpeted runner that slit through
the gap of chairs and up the grandiose staircase to where the groom patiently
stood.
 
The orchestra struck up a tune and quelled the dissonance of prattling guests
as all heads turned to watch the omega maid walk the aisle and up the stairway
to wait on the arrival of the bride behind her. The blond teenager was
exquisite with her light gold evening gown and red rose lips, leaving many to
believe her beauty would outshine the bride to come after. Apparently they had
misjudged the demure boy’s allure, or the photos had done him an injustice, for
when the omega presented it was clear his perfection was unrivaled. Admiring
guests were riveted by his winsomeness, shrouded as it was behind layers of
concealing white tulle, as he slowly passed. His movements were small and
graceful. The fitted, glittering, gown displaying his physical assets for
hungry, judging, eyes.
 
Perfection. That is what the the alpha Bill Cipher thought as the boy slowly
walked the red path to him. Though unlike a majority of the guests he knew how
perfect the boy was when he first sented him. Nothing could smell that
delicious and not be perfect. The alpha liked to think that the fates had made
the omega just for him, a perfect combination of his favorite things. Mason’s
beauty on this day was nothing more than illusion. The boy’s true beauty was
underneath the mask of makeup, but Bill wanted to keep that for himself and
also for everyone to see the boy like he saw him, so he was painted to meet
superficial standards. On this day all would yearn for the omega but he would
belong only to one. The blond couldn’t wait to make Pinetree his tonight. Not
just on paper, but physically his; body and soul. He could be patient though,
and it was such a beautiful sight to watch his omega climb the stairs to him;
like a sacrifice to a god.
 
Cresting the elegant stairway the omega pivoted gracefully to face his alpha.
He looked behind him slightly as his maid adjusted his train and fluttering
veil, before she stepped back, out of the line of view. Bill felt his heart
rate pick up when his omega's deep brown eyes peeked up at him from under the
manufactured lashes and layers of netting. The boy appeared calm and collected
but fear and apprehension rolled off him in scented waves causing a pang deep
within the blond that he quickly pushed away. It was normal for an omega to
feel trepidation when presented with the strength of their alpha; to be afraid
of the bedchamber's velvet drapes that would close on their virginity. Surely
it was nothing compared to the desire to be paired with one such as himself,
and it was that faint smell of lust and longing on Dipper that Bill clung to.
 
During the ceremony the omega locked onto Bill’s heterochromatic, soul eating,
gaze to ground himself; to keep him from falling apart. The alpha was strong
and beautiful and he wanted Dipper. He would provide for him and keep him safe
and….happy? Would he though? Did Bill care enough about his wants and desires
to make him happy?
 
“I do.” The alpha said loud and clear, taking the omega’s hand to slip a cold
metal band onto his finger.
 
Dipper looked at the man, confused, until he heard the officiant reading the
vows for him to confirm, in return, to his groom. The omega looked from the
celebrant, to the guests-who looked so far below them, and then finally to
Bill. He remained silent for a moment. Pacifica nudged him and he turned
slightly to take the groom’s ring from her. She gave the male bride a sad smile
and a pointed look reminding him he still had a chance to walk away from this.
He held her hand for a few seconds before twisting forward to fully face the
alpha once more. In a quiet voice he accepted what had been determined three
month ago. “I do.” he said, sliding the band onto Bill’s long,thin, ring
finger. Why did two little words make it hard to breath and have him feel like
he was being buried alive?
 
Like a person touched with sudden mania, the previously stoic officiant threw
his arms in the air and shook them to the heavens like a minister during a
sermon, swearing off the demons that hovered invisibly. “Then I know pronounce
you alpha and omega. Alpha,” The Trembley heir commanded. “You must kiss your
bride.”
 
The omega half expected to be ravished as Bill hooked his claws into his hips,
however he was pulled gently to the alpha and the kiss, while lingering, was
sweet and chaste. He was left blushing as Bill took his hand and they faced
their guests together for the first time as one, for a married omega was
considered not as their own person. His thoughts, feelings and actions should
be a direct reflection of his alpha’s.
 
He was doomed.
 
===============================================================================
 
It was nine in the evening when Dipper found himself in the limo back to Bill’s
penthouse. He laughed at a joke the alpha made and he fell into the broad chest
like he was drunk. And drunk he was, but not on liquor (Bill only let him have
one drink to calm his nerves. He told him no more because the alcohol was a
blood thinner and it could complicate the claiming. However, Dipper was sure it
was because Bill wanted him to be sober for the mating; to be fully aware and
in the moment). No, he was inebriated with tiredness, lost nerves, but mostly
with giddiness. After the relentless onslaught of photos they were finally able
to enjoy the reception that had been in full swing without them.
 
The omega wasn’t usually one for parties but he had to admit it was a lot of
fun. Hanging out with his family and friends, (really Mabel’s friends as he
invited them in lieu of not having many of his own), dancing, and the many
small touches and kisses from Bill released the tension that built up during
the day. Getting lost in the evening he had been able to forget that he now
belonged to someone and that later the same night he would be mated and
claimed. The reception had felt magical and for the moment Dipper wanted to
remain in the fairytale. It was not yet midnight, the witching hour, when
dreams fell apart to display the harsh cold reality of those fairytale
character’s lives. He had time.
 
Bill wrapped his arms around his newly acquired spouse as the boy snuggled into
him and they reminisced for some time about the reception. “Imagine the
surprise the Austrian Von Fundshauser family will have when they find out their
omega son Marius has confessed his love to an uncultured American alpha after
just one night.”
 
“I think Grenda and the Baron will make a fine couple.” his voice pitched
highly when Bill sucked on his ear, pulling the earing between his teeth.
“Their offspring will be the strongest of alpha’s with the most beautiful
flowing hair.” Dipper’s laugh practically came out a wheeze. “Oh, this dress! I
swear. I can’t wait to get out of it.”
 
“Mmmm” Bill hummed nipping Dipper’s neck, under his earlobes, hung heavy with
jewels.  “And I can’t wait to take it off of you..” His hands roamed the
omega’s body with enough firmness for the claws to pop some of the beading off.
 
“You're ruining my dress.” Dipper complained, his lubrication glands waking up
the more the alpha touched him and kissed his skin.
 
“And what do you care? You hated the dress.” He started palming his small
husband’s crotch.
 
“I do, but I was planning on selling it to feed a small third world country.”
Dipper whined under Bill’s administration, unable to even laugh at his own
joke. “Stop, you’re making me hard and this dress is too restricting. It has
nowhere to go.”
 
“Good thing we are home then.” the blond noted as the limo pulled up to the
complex. Bill waited for Soos to open the door before scooping up his omega
into his arms and maneuvering out of the car with his precious bundle.
 
“Bill.” Dipper shrieked, afraid of being dropped until Bill was standing firmly
on his two feet amid a few inches of snow. Not having his cloak the omega clung
to his husband for warmth.
 
Inside the apartment complex the alpha walked freely into the penthouse
elevator. “Eightball, Xanthar.” Bill nodded. Instead of having it locked he had
his friends/employees as bouncers to check the VIP guest lists before letting
anyone up. Once the guests had all arrived the two alphas would join the party.
It wouldn’t be too much longer as most invitees had come before them. They had
stayed after the reception was over for Trembley to give the newlyweds a tour
of the secret passages at Dipper’s request. The man was surely off kilter but
the omega was highly entertained by the stories he wove during the tour and
could see why Mabel had befriended the strange man during the reception.
 
Once more anxiety started to tear at Dipper with sharp teeth, like the monster
it was, as they entered the home. Even in the foyer people were milling about
and the hallway surrounding the master bedroom was lined with gilded chairs.
Some of the seats were already filled, including the one straight across from
the bedroom door way, taken by none other than Willamina Cipher. That’s right!
How could he have forgotten. The pack of close family and friends had been
invited to listen to the mating. Embarrassed, the teen bride buried his face in
crook between his alpha’s neck and shoulder.
 
Bill cleared his throat before he spoke. “I’ll be taking my bride to our bed
for the first time now. For those of you who wish to listen there are plenty of
chairs. For those who don’t the salon, bar, and pool are all open for use as
the invitation informed.” he looked over at Pyronica. “If you would let the
guests in other rooms know it would be appreciated. Also the entertainers (a
violinist, pianist and singer) can start their first set.”
 
There were a couple cat calls (including one from Dipper’s rowdy twin) as the
alpha took his bride into the master bedroom, but they muffled as soon as Bill
closed the door with push from his foot.
 
Dipper was placed gently on his feet by the alpha. His brown eyes looked up at
the golden man as his jaw was cradled between dark hands; thumbs gently
stroking his cheeks. “I almost feel like I’m dreaming” Bill told him. “I have
been longing for this moment for 3 years. Since meeting you, every omega I have
laid with was with you on my mind, and now finally I will replace those
meaningless bodies with the boy who has been swimming in the pools of my
deepest desires.”
 
“You're  my  alpha now, I don’t want to know about the others that have shared
your bed.” the omega hit his husband’s chest with his delicate fists. “When I
am underneath you I don’t want to think about the omegas that have laid in a
spot that now belongs to me.” Dipper said quietly, unnerved that Bill would up
other omegas on their wedding night.
 
Bill laughed, easily encircling the wrists that rested against his breast and
pulled Dipper flush against him. “Don’t worry my Pinetree you are the first
omega to cross the threshhold into my home. You are the only one sleep next to
me in my bed, wrapped in my embrace. I have never brought my trysts here. That
honor belongs only to you.”
 
For some reason, even though Bill had slept with many people, it made Dipper
feel better that he was special enough to be the first and only person allowed
in the alpha’s private space. With no further words he tilted his body up as
Bill leaned down to claim his lips. The first of many things to be claimed
tonight. The kiss was sweet like candy and Dipper licked the liquid sugar taste
from his lips when the alpha moved on to nuzzle his neck.
 
Dipper tilted his head and felt his breath hitch when Bill’s hands found their
way down his sides, rubbing circles in his hips for a moment, before sliding to
his back and roaming up either side of his spine with splayed fingers. Taking
the zipper that enclosed the dress, Bill slowly pulled it down. Opening the
dress was like slowly opening the lid on the omega’s boxed up feelings.
Breathing carefully his chest began to heave with longer inhales and shaky
exhales. His body heated as he felt the larger man’s arousal grow as it pressed
against him.  With the closure undone the alpha collected the delicate sleeves
in his curled fingers to peel the dress from the alpha’s exquisite form. With
the gown halfway down Bill had to slink to his knees to finish unwrapping his
present. With the white heaps of fabric pooled around Dipper’s ankles the alpha
took a moment to admire the exposed body covered only in pristine
undergarments.
 
“So beautiful” Said Bill from the floor as Dipper held onto his shoulders to
balance himself as he stepped out the dress. Curling forward the alpha bit at
his omega’s stocking clad calf. He could just about taste his skin through the
thin nylon, the veiled flavors teasing him, taunting him. It drove Bill wild
and he dove in for more with a growl in his throat. One dark hand meandered the
length of the leg, not being mouthed with ascending bites, while the other
kneaded Dipper’s plush lower cheeks.
 
The omega was already trembling in his gold heels when Bill’s mouth found his
pubic area. He whimpered quietly and dug his fingers into the blond’s hair to
steady himself. Dipper could just barely feel the wet tongue, through his lacy
panties, as it pressed against his sensitive erection. Being able to hear
muffled voices from outside their door, he tried to suppress a moan when Bill
pushed his face further into his crotch and squeezed his butt.
 
Sensing the omegas hesitation, the groom pulled back just slightly with a
regretful whine from Dipper. “Forget about the people outside.” Bill told his
bride as he practically spoke into his crotch.  “They can hear the music from
the salon better than they can hear us.”
 
“I’m sorry.” the omega apologized, the tremor of his voice matching that of his
nervous body. “It’s intimidating enough doing this alone with you let alone
with a dozen or so people listening in.” Bill’s hair felt soft in his grasp and
he played with it as he tried to calm down. Tears, yet to fall, were gathering
in his glassy eyes.
 
Bill kissed Dipper’s erection that was just about ready to pop out of his
panties if it got any heavier. “This is about us, not them. Focus on me, on
what I’m doing to you. Allow yourself to get lost in me and you will forget all
about them when we conjoin”
 
Dipper nodded “I’ll try.” His hands were empty for a moment when Bill stood,
only to be once again claimed  by the alpha who pulled him towards the bed.
 
Sitting on the mattress the groom left his bride standing between the part of
his legs. “Turn around.” Bill instructed. Once dipper did as he was told the
alpha started working on the bindings that held the corset together. Pulling
the thick ribbons through the eyelets, Bill kissed each bony vertebrae  as they
were exposed from the loosening girdle panels. Finally the laces were free and
the metal ribbed, satin,  undergarment fell to the floor.
 
Feeling especially vulnerable Dipper crossed his arms over his chest as if it
could protect him from the wolf waiting just behind him. The grip tugging on
his hips wordlessly commanded he turn to face the predator, and so he did.
 
“Don’t hide yourself from me.” Bill said, letting his touch drift lightly over
the smooth alabaster skin of his omega’s stomach and the hard ridges of a
frail, prominent,  ribcage. Reluctantly Dipper dropped his arms to his side,
but the action was rewarded with the alpha’s thumbs rolling over his pink
nipples; his hands gripping his upper ribs. “You’re perfect.” He kissed the
navel in front of him, earning a shiver from the boy in his grasp as his teeth
scraped the sensitive flesh. “So soft.” he kissed a little higher, and then,
with warning, easily tossed the boy on the bed and climbed atop him.
 
The omega let out a surprised high pitched sound at being displaced so suddenly
but it was cut off by Bill’s hungry mouth on his own. It took him a moment to
respond, but wrapping his arms around the other’s broad shoulders and opening
his mouth, he easily reciprocated. Bill’s kisses were the best and he was
disappointed when Bill pulled away to sit at the edge of the bed. “Bill?”
Dipper whined, scooting up the headboard to sit up.
 
“Hmm” Bill  hummed as he took off his own shoes and socks. “I’ll be back on you
in  a minute sweet heart, can’t have sex with my clothes on.”
 
“Oh. R-right.” Dipper stammered out with a blush, looking away from the alpha
as he stood to take off his tux jacket.  His gaze rested on white bed linens
that he suddenly found to play with. White? “Wasn’t your bed set black before?”
Bill probably had a million sets, but Dipper was nervous and felt like he
needed something to talk about while the alpha undressed.
 
“Yes, but It’s customary to have white bed sheets on the wedding night and to
keep the blood stained bits as a momento.” Bill answered evenly as he rid
himself of his neck tie. “Mason,” He cooed “Watch me undress.” He waited to
continue stripping until the large brown eyes were on him. “You should always
look at your alpha when he presents himself to you.”
 
Doing as he was told, Dipper watched the expanse of gold skin grow with each
button undone. He wanted to look away as Bill’s pectoral muscles expanded to
pull his shirt from his shoulders to let it flutter to the floor. It wasn’t
that he didn’t like watching the subtle movements of working muscle under tan
flesh because he did, but it reminded him of how strong Bill was. As a virgin
he was scared of that strength. Scared of how it  would consume his body and
soul as it overpowered him and made him belong to the alpha. His lip trembled
as the blond worked on undoing the zipper to his pants. Silent tears started to
fall when Bill dropped his fitted pants and underwear in one go; his dark cock
bounding free and large at full attention. Every part of the alpha’s naked body
screamed dominance and it left the omega quaking as Bill made his way to him.
 
He leaned into Bill’s touch when one of the dark hands cradled his jaw.
Carefully Bill removed the jewelry from Dipper’s ears, neck, and wrist to place
them on the nightstand, with the sound of metal clinking against finished wood.
Dipper shimmied off the headboard and flat onto the bed as Bill settled himself
atop of him in a straddle “I’m scared.” the teen whispered out as the blonde
kissed his cheeks; his tongue peeking out to lap up the tears.
 
“Shhh, I already told you I’m going to take care of you.” Slowly Bill kissed
his way once more down Dipper’s torso, his hands teasing the boy’s nipples into
hard peaks before moving on to detach the stockings from the garter clips.
Sitting up,  he removed the panties and garter slip; sliding them both down
past the stockings and gold shoes. Leaving the nylons in place Bill scooted
further down. He rubbed Dipper’s thighs as he admired the naked body of his
fresh spouse. The omega’s pale erection was flushed pink just like his cheeks
and it looked sinful resting hard against his creamy belly. “I’m going to make
you feel good.” He told the teenager before leaning down to lick a hot, wet
stripe up Dipper’s swollen member.
 
Dipper’s body shuddered and he couldn’t help but call his husband’s name with a
high pitched keen. “Bi-ill.” quickly his hands flew up to cover his mouth. He
didn’t want anyone hearing him make these noises. But as Bill’s tongue circled
the ridge of his head and then flicked over his slit he found it hard to muffle
his sounds of pleasure. It was even worse once his head was submerged in the
wet, hot, cavern of the alpha’s mouth. The damn wolf even had the audacity to
hum happily around his dick as he sucked him from head to root with harsh,
hungry motions, causing pleasant vibrations to course through his body. Still
he was mostly able to quiet his sounds of delight by biting his own lip. It
seemed however that Bill was determined to make him cry out uncontrollably. The
omega’s body jerked when an unexpected finger dove into his slick hole and went
right to the prostate it had found last week. It felt good. So, so good.
Rocking his body slightly he matched Bill’s movements and met him halfway. He
whined and keened quietly as his husband continued to suck him and added more
fingers; flexing and pumping inside him. His belly had never felt so warm and
tingly before. Not sure what to do with his hands he fisted the sheets and
arched his back off the bed as the heat boiled over and out of him. With a very
loud moan he came into Bill’s mouth. The orgasm was too great that the teen
forgot about trying to be quiet.
 
The alpha would have loved to drink all of Dipper down as his cum was a
stronger flavor of his lubricant, but he was aroused to the point that it was
almost painful and the smell of orgasm on his bride was so intense it was
calling for him to ravage the boy. Dipper was still shaking and staring blankly
in rapture as Bill hovered over him. Supporting himself on one arm he reached
between them and lined the tip of his engorged penis up to the profusely wet
reproductive hole. With a good shove of his hips and the help from the slippery
lubricant his head popped right in. “Fuck.” Bill moaned, drawing the word out.
The omega was so tight and hot around him. He so badly wanted to push further
in but Dipper’s pained whimper made him pause.
 
“It hurts.” Dipper hissed, his knuckles turning white as he fisted the bed
cover. He pushed his bottom down into the mattress and wiggled his hips to get
away from the painful intrusion but his muscles involuntarily clenched around
the organ, keeping it in place.
 
“I know. I’m sorry sweet heart.” the alpha pet his omega’s brown curls as he
calmed his own ragged breathing and reminded himself to take it slow. “Let go
of the bed sheets and embrace me instead. Give me some of your pain. You have
permission to scratch, gouge, tear and pull at my skin; whatever you have to do
get past this. Once I’m fully settled in it will start to feel better.”
 
Dipper nodded his head and slowly wrapped his arms around his mate. Bill gave
him a few more seconds before he gave another gentle rock of hips, pushing
himself in further. He swallowed his omega’s cry with a kiss as the brunette
gripped his back; the fingers pushing crescent imprints into the flesh. Three
more rounds of this and the alpha was completely buried within his bride.
“You're doing wonderfully.” Bill praised, his voice husky with restrained
pleasure. He hadn’t even started yet and Dipper was already the best to have
taken him in. The alpha had always worn a condom and this was the first time he
had ever entered another completely bare. Sure he always got off but the
protection had always dulled the feeling. Being able to connect with another
like this, in the most sensual of ways, was incredible.
 
Bill caressed Dipper’s available skin as he waited for the omega to adjust and
peppered his neck with kisses.  The administrations helped to sooth the
trembling boy. Feeling relaxed enough he urged his alpha to continue. “I’m r-
ready.”
 
Slowly Bill drew his hips back, until his entire length minus the tip was out,
and then just as carefully slid back in. he let out a sultry moan that had
Dipper blushing. It no longer hurt yet it didn’t exactly feel good. Still his
glands kept him slick. He was an omega and couldn’t help his body's reactions
to the scent of Bill’s heady lust. Regardless of what logic said, his hormones
told him he wanted to be owned by the alpha rocking in and out of him. The
gentle pace was kept for some time before Dipper timidly began to move his hips
to meet the alpha’s thrusts.
 
Bill translated the teen’s movements as a wordless request to pick up the pace.
Undulating his hips in a new rhythm caused his cock to brush pleasantly against
Dipper’s prostate. Letting out a sound of surprise and pleasure the omega also
quickened his pace in hopes of his sweet spot being touched again. Being a
quick learner Dipper soon realized the faster and harder their hips met, the
greater the pressure to his sensitive bundle of nerves.
 
The alpha and omega completely gave themselves over to their primal urges.
Wrapping his high heeled feet around the alpha’s waist and running his hands
through golden hair, Dipper forgot all about the people outside and moaned out
Bill’s name shamelessly. “Harder alpha, f-faster” he begged in breathless
whines.
 
With a growl of pleasure the alpha complied, pumping into his husband with
enough force to leave the omega sore tomorrow. The raw feeling of pending
ecstasy, and  sounds and smells of sex had Dipper’s pulling away from a heated
lip lock to tilt his chin up and away from Bill. He was baring his throat
without even having been aware of doing it. The alpha licked his lips at the
sight and waited for the omega to peak before claiming what was his. “I’m
sorry” Bill choked out, reaching his own orgasm, and plunging his teeth into
the alabaster neck.
 
Dipper didn’t even have time to process Bill’s two little words when blinding
rapture became searing hot pain, his cry of pleasure turning into a broken
scream. He didn’t try to push Bill away or try to escape. The claiming was a
sacred right that Dipper had accepted so instead he sobbed pitifully and tried
to relax his body until the alpha was done. Not an easy accomplishment when
Bill gnashed his teeth, widening the puncture holes.
 
Bill had expected the claiming to be incredible, every alpha before him reveled
in it as the single best moment of their life, but one can never really
understand it until they experience it first hand. It should have grossed Bill
out the moment blood filled his mouth, but it only took a moment for his DNA to
realize he had staked a claim and set to work. Dipper’s life was wet, hot, and
sweet on his tongue. As he swallowed down the liquid his omega became part of
him in a way that not even sex could achieve. For an omega it took a few days
to adjust to the bonding but for the alpha it was painless and instantaneous.
Dipper flooded his every sense in a wave of euphoria like no drug could.
Suddenly the omega’s scent was stronger in his nose, the sound of his heart
beat louder in his ears, the feel of his soft skin even more tantalizing under
his touch, His emotions….Fear and pain...he felt them tenfold.
 
Feeling like a monster, and with blood dripping down his chin, Bill pulled his
half hard cock from Dipper’s warm hole and grabbed the towel he had ready on
the nightstand. Settling quickly next to his omega he helped him sit up and
pressed the white cloth firmly against the boy’s gushing neck. They were both
quiet, aside from Dipper’s subsiding sobs, while they waited for the bleeding
to stop.
 
“I’m sorry.” Bill was the first to speak. “Are you holding up ok?”
 
The omega nodded and then winced at the pain it caused in his neck. “Yeah. the
pain is starting to recede. You don’t have to be sorry, this is just the way it
is. Alpas claim and omegas get claimed, countless others have done it before us
and survived.” Dipper laughed humorlessly  “It sure isn’t as romantic and
amazing as the fairy tales and movies make it out to be.”
 
“They must have been written by alphas.” Bill peeled the towel back but pressed
it tightly back in place when he saw the wounds were still weeping. “Because
amazing and romantic is how it felt for me. I’m sorry it’s not the same way for
you.” He could feel Dipper’s feelings shift as his omega leaned into him. His
curiosity was peaked.
 
“Can you explain it to me?” Dipper asked with a small sniffle. “Did you see
stars and rainbows, go on an acid trip, or something like that?”
 
“I went to heaven and back.” Bill laughed. “I dunno how to put it into words. I
just feel so connected to you. Like you are part of me now. It feels weird, in
a good way, like we are two parts of the same being.”
 
“Interesting.” Dipper said. “Well after my body accepts you in a day or two I
guess I will understand it better. Right now you just sound like a sappy love
sick fool to me.”
 
“Maybe I am.” Bill surmised as he once more looked at the punctures. Satisfied
with the stanch he moved to collect some items.
 
“Don’t say such things.” Dipper said shifting gingerly to remove the shoes and
thigh high stockings he still wore. “It’s not fair to play with my emotions
like that.”
 
The omega wasn’t sure he was going to get a reply from the alpha as he was
silent and then disappeared into the ensuite bathroom. The sound of running
water wafted softly in the background. Dipper released a shuddering sigh and
ran a hand through his messy sex tasseled hair. At least the mating and
claiming were over. The sex had been better than he thought the first time
would be but the claiming was as painful as he had imagined it . He covered his
naked lap with a corner of the bedsheet  before Bill returned to his side.
 
“I didn’t mean to toy with your emotions.” The alpha gently cleaned the wounds
with a wet washcloth and mild soap. “I promise that the next time I speak of
love it will only be if it’s true.” Bill made sure the site was dry before
dabbing antibiotic ointment onto the ragged flesh. “But you are special to me,
please don’t doubt that.”
 
“But it’s not love.” Dipper said sadly. Why did he want the man to love him so
much when he wasn’t even sure if he could reciprocate that level of feeling?
 
“No. It’s not.” Bill returned softly, feeling his omega’s sorrow. He leaned and
kissed the crown of Dipper’s head. This was certainly not how he expected to
feel on his wedding night.
 
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The hallway outside their bedroom had mostly emptied out once Dipper’s pained
howl had signified that the claiming had been completed. Having redressed, it
was time for the omega to be presented; for others to inspect him. The torn
flesh of his throat a testament that he belonged to his alpha in body and not
just ceremony.
 
Dipper’s bare feet were cold on uncarpeted floor and he rubbed the goose flesh
of his naked arms. Already uncomfortable in his short sleeved, off the
shoulder, ruffled, white nightgown he was less than pleased to find Willimena
was one of the few stragglers left in the hallway. Of course she would want to
be the first to scrutinize the bite. The omega could just imagine his sire-in-
law telling Bill to claim him again if it wasn’t up to her standards.
 
Meeting his in-laws half way, Willamina reached out to touch his chin, no doubt
to turn his head for a better view. Dipper was surprised when a low growl
emanated from deep within Bill’s throat, in challenge,  when his Sire’s
fingertips brushed against Dipper’s skin.
 
“Careful with Dipper, he is sore and in a fragile state.” Bill had really
wanted to tell her not to touch his husband. She could see the omega’s wounds
well enough without laying a finger on him. He wore a headband made of flowers
to push his, almost, shoulder length curls away from his face and neck. The
claiming site was in clear view.
 
The older alpha’s golden eyes darted over to her son with a growl of her own.
It had been some years since her offspring had even remotely challenged her.
She could feel her mate’s distress before the curvey omega placed a hand on her
arm, reminding her it was natural for Bill to protect his mate, even against
his pack. “I’ll be gentle then.” She would let Bill’s transgressions go at
least when it pertained to the small brunette. He was correct after all, Mason
Pines was a frail little thing. Not at all like her buxom Tabitha. She applied
a light pressure to Dipper’s chin, suggesting he tilt his head for her to view.
 
Complying the omega did as he was told. The movement was uncomfortable but not
unbearable when done at his own pace. “A solid bite, deep, with a fair amount
of tearing. This is acceptable. You have done well William.”
 
Bill fought from rolling his eyes “So glad you’re happy that I savagely tore
into my omega and ripped him apart with a brutality that was rather excessive
for a claiming.”
 
“We’ve talked about this already William.” The greying, raven haired, alpha
said condescendingly as if she were talking to a child. “A claiming mark speaks
of the alpha who protects the omega. If an alpha is willing to leave such a
wound on their mate then they are willing to do much worse to a challenger.
 Another alpha would think twice amount harming or taking your omega in
anyway.” She dropped her hand from Dipper’s face. “I don’t understand the fuss.
I am sure Mason will be thrilled for the scar that will form and the protection
that it offers. Won’t you?”
 
“Uh….” Dipper wasn’t really sure what to say. Not having looked in a mirror yet
he hadn’t realized the claiming bite was worse than most. The only thing he was
sure of was that it had hurt. Chancing a look at his mother in law he realized
her scar was more ragged and pronounced than what he had usually seen. Clearly
it had been the older Cipher that had suggested the unusually vicious mauling
to Bill. It was obvious his alpha felt remorse for his actions but Dipper
couldn’t help but feel annoyed that he would listen to this woman when it came
to their life. Raised by another, the omega felt that perhaps Bill could have
been someone he would have willingly chose for himself but Willamina had a way
of poisoning the good in him. He could only hope her influence didn’t continue
to spread to their relationship, turning it septic.
 
“Let’s not focus on the severity of the claiming.” Tabitha cut in, taking
Dipper’s hands in hers and pulling in his attention. “But rather celebrate what
the claiming means. You and Bill now share a connection closer to that than you
have with anyone else. Two separate people, with a shared soul, who carry a
piece of the other with you at all times. You will feel each other’s pain,
sorrow, happiness, and love. There is no bond more sacred than this, and
eventually that bond will expand your family, and in a way already has.
Mason...Dipper, welcome to the Cipher family.” Leaning in she kissed either of
her new son’s cheeks. “I am so happy for you both.”
 
“T-thanks.” Dipper said genuinely. At least his mother in law balanced out his
ability to handle Bill’s parents. She was sweet, sincere and the antidote to
Willimina’s toxin.
 
“Well said mom.” Bill cleared his throat and drew his mate closer to his side.
“How about we move into the salon? Dipper is on borrowed time before the fever
sets in and I am sure the other guests would like to take witness to his
claiming mark.”
 
In the next hour Dipper learned what it felt like to be a rare creature at a
zoo. Other alphas, both strangers and kin alike, assessed him like a trophy;
complementing Bill on such a display of dominance.  The omegas either
reminisced about their own past claiming or preened jealously as they awaited
their turn to be taken. The betas were a bit trickier, often looking at him
with sympathy or barely concealed horror when they saw his ravaged throat.
 
“Good lord!” Said Hector, sitting next to his wife Pyronica, being the first to
spot the newlyweds when they made their way to the group at the bar, consisting
of Bill’s best friends and work colleagues, including Arthur and the older
Pines twins.
 
“Jeez kid it looks like you got attacked by a chupacabra.” Stan sputtered out
from his behind his beer after swiveling around in his seat at Hector’s remark.
“Didya have to be so rough Cipher?
 
Xanthar shook his head “I once saw a guy who got in a fight with a pitbull that
took less damage than that.” He said in his quiet but deep and rumbling voice,
gesturing to Dipper’s neck.
 
Arthur looked from his son to Bill in alarm while Ford turned, with a sneer,
back to his cup; ignoring the group. Dipper didn’t know if the slight was meant
for him or his alpha, however he felt a strange urge to defend his husband.
 
“It’s not his fault, I tried to pull away during the claiming.” the omega said,
before Bill had a chance to answer for himself, and sinking further into the
alpha’s side.
 
Bill gave Dipper an odd look as Pyronica jumped in to help. “Yeah, cut the man
a break. There isn’t exactly a ‘how to claim your omega 101’ instruction
manual. Some alphas just get carried away in the heat of the moment.”
 
Teeth gave Dipper an appreciative glance over, taking more note of the fact
that his nightgown stopped at his fingertips, showing off those lovely legs,
than the bite on his neck. “Each claiming is unique and some are bound to be
messier than others. But I think we can all agree that it looks damn good on
Bill’s omega.” He gave Dipper a wink and then clinked glasses with his best
friend Eightball (Eddy) before throwing back shots.
 
Most of the group laughed at Teeth’s antics and they were easily pulled back
into “celebrating” Bill and Dipper’s marriage with more drinks. Of course they
tried to get the groom to join in but the alpha told them they would have to
wait until he put Dipper to bed.
 
Before they moved on Arthur was sure to discuss his son’s state. “Are you ok
Dipper.” He asked, wanting to take him back home; a place he no longer lived
at.
 
“Dad I’m fine.” Dipper replied, gripping onto Bill. He was starting to feel a
little woozy.
 
“Don’t worry Arthur.” Bill said “I will take good care of your son.”
 
Arthur grimaced. It was Bill’s fault Dipper was in his current state. “Are you
sure he shouldn’t see a physician? The punctures look rather deep.” It was true
that the omega’s wounds were ragged and even though the worst of the bleeding
was over they still dripped now and then.
 
“Dad!” Dipper gave his father a warning look.
 
“Sorry.” the beta said apologetically to both of them. He promised himself he
would let go too. “I’m a parent. I worry. It’s what we do, even when our
children grow up or don’t belong to us anymore. I  just...this isn’t easy for
me.”
 
“I know.” It wasn’t easy for Dipper either. “But everything is going to be
fine.” Bill let Dipper go to hug his father before taking him back into his
arms. “I’m going to go find Mom and Mabel now. I haven’t seen them yet and the
venom is starting to set in.”
 
Dipper and Bill made their way to the pool room. It was the last place, set up
for guests, that they hadn’t visited yet and most likely where Mabel and Helena
were. Aside from support structures, and where the room met with the rest of
the apartment, the natatorium was surrounded by glass walls and ceilings.
 Controllable lighting was embedded into the steel framing of the glass and was
set to change colors every few seconds offering a laid back and fun ambience.
 Anyone of age, and some that were not, had an alcoholic beverage in hand.
 
A few older guests, including Shermie, eased their aching joints in the hot tub
while many of the younger ones had converged in the pool. Currently Pacifica
sat atop Mabel’s shoulders in a game of chicken fight against Marius and
Grenda. Pacifica should have been a sure win as she was stronger than the
austrian nobel but grenda’s large meat paws kept the boy’s thighs firmly in
place.
 
Helena was in the middle of a conversation with the Northwests and wore the
fakest smile Dipper had ever seen. Meeting her son’s eyes she made her excuses
to leave.  Luckily,  her companions did not follow. They had already viewed
Cipher’s claim and had their small allotment for the alpha’s time. “Dipper.”
She called out loudly, making her way to her child.
 
Mabel, Marius, and Grenda all looked over at the sound of Dipper’s name, they
had yet to see the omega post claiming. Pacifica took the moment of distraction
to dislodge the royal from his throne atop the alpha’s broad shoulders. “I
win.” the blond said excitedly, throwing up her fists in celebration. Bad move.
Mabel tipped her omega off her back by hoisting her legs in the air. Pacifica
didn’t even have time to shriek before she hit the water and went under for a
quick moment.
 
Dipper and Helena laughed at the scene while Bill just looked on in bewildered
amusement as the four teens made their way out of the pool and over to them-
Pacifica complaining to Mabel about being tossed off her shoulders so rudely.
The alpha considered his teenaged years fun, but was never allowed to be silly
like these kids were. Then again Marius was not really allowed to act so base
but was taking advantage of his limited escort in the absence of his family.
 
“That bite..” Helena started, feeling a bit of anger flare up at the sight of
her son’s claiming wounds. However she kept her emotions in check as she
reminded herself that this is what her son chose; what he wanted. “It’s
uh...how do you feel about it.” she asked Dipper instead, folding her arms over
her chest.
 
“I would be happy to wear such a mark.” Marius interjected batting his
eyelashes up at Grenda.
 
“You would?” Both Pacifica and Grenda said in unison. Pacifica because she
could not imagine anyone would want to be subjected to the pain that would be
involved and Grenda because she thought the foreign omega wanted to be claimed
by Bill.
 
“Yes.” Marius nodded his head. “It would show how strong my alpha was.
Grendabear, I would be honored if you gave me such a mark one day.”
 
“Awe. My Maripuss is so sweet.” Said the large alpha girl in her signature
gravelly and booming voice. leaning down they bumped noses in an eskimo kiss.
 
They have pet names for each other after one day?  “Uh…” Dipper turned his
attention back to his mother. “I haven’t actually taken a good look yet, but It
doesn’t really matter to me what it looks like,  rather what it signifies.” He
was talking out his ass and didn’t help that he was getting dizzy and his
vision was going in and out of focus.
 
“I can tell you what it looks like.” Mabel said “A zombie attack.” Taking her
arms from Pacifica’s form she held them out in front of her with her best
walking dead impression.
 
The beta shook her head at her alpha daughter who found herself so amusing.
“Well, as long as you're happy then that is all that matters.” Helena shrugged
her shoulders, a family habit they all shared. “It looks painful though.”
 
“It is.” Dipper said honestly, feeling like he was swaying on his feet.
Everything went fuzzy. He was sure he heard Pacifica gasp and Mabel calling his
name. Strong arms caught him before he collapsed and he snuggled into the
warmth that was Bill.
 
“Don’t Worry.” Bill said shifting the small omega into the cradle of his arms.
“It’s just the fever setting in. I have medication for him that will help with
the discomfort. Once his body adjusts to mine I will be able to help speed his
recovery and ease the pain of the claiming wounds. Now if you'll excuse us I am
going to get Dipper to bed.
 
Pacifica waited for the newlyweds to be out of view before speaking. “I swear
Mabel if you bite me like that I swear I will divorce you the next day.”
 
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Dipper was so uncomfortable he barely registered being laid in their bed with
fresh linens and drinking down the pills that Bill gave him.  He was cold and
shivering uncontrollably even though his skin felt hot and sweaty. The soft,
cool,  comfortable felt like heaven on his heated skin as he was tucked under
the covers. Luckily the pain medication was also a sedative and he found
himself drifting to sleep easily. The last thing he remembered before giving
into slumber was a hand in his curls and soft, warm, lips pressing a kiss
against his constellation; music and conversations barely audible from the
other rooms.

“Sleep well Dipper.” Bill whispered against the other’s forehead before getting
up and turning out the light. Leaving to join the rest of the party, he paused
in the doorway to look at the sleeping beauty.  “My Omega.
Chapter End Notes
     I hope it read ok. I write for fun and stress relief but lately real
     life has got me so anxious I can't even concentrate when I want to
     write. It sucks. I'm motivated and everything but I can't get my
     brain into imagination mode. I'm afraid this chapter ended up kind of
     all over the place because of it. I left things out and then added
     things that weren't intended, but I really wanted to get this chapter
     out so I salvaged it as best I could and posted it.
     Hopefully the main stresses resolve or I figure out how to adjust so
     that the next chapter will be better.
     Anyway don't forget comments and kudos make me happy and keep me
     motivated.
***** Torn In Two *****
Chapter Summary
     Alpha venom sucks.
Chapter Notes
     I am so sorry it took so long to get this out. Real life has been
     real stressful. Things are on the up and up so hopefully I will be
     able to concentrate enough to write some better shit now. That said I
     don't love this chapter. It's kind of boring but loaded with lots of
     foreshadowing. Regardless I hope everyone enjoys it and a big shout
     out to those who are still with me.
     Warnings: I don't think any are really needed.
 
The room was hot , sticky, stuffy and uncomfortable. At least that is how it
felt to Dipper upon waking. The damp curls that stuck to his forehead and the
nape of his neck made him feel gross, dirty, and in need of a shower. However,
the medication had worn off and he didn't feel well enough to stand for the
time required to complete the task. With the pain throbbing in in his neck and
lower back, not to mention the almost flu like symptoms, he was tempted to stay
in bed all day. His full bladder had other plans though and prompted him to
sneak out from under the alpha's heavy arm, who was snoring softly in his ear.
He wrinkled his nose at the smell of alcohol and minty toothpaste that still
lingered on the other's breath from the night before. it was a dissonant
combination that left his stomach churning. Then again most scents would
probably bother his delicate constitution at this moment, he thought, while
making his way to the bathroom; the room spinning as he swayed and stumbled on
his feet.

Dipper accidentally walked into the bathing room when he remembered it did not
house a toilet. "What kind of dumb home has a separate bath and toilet right
next to each other." grumbling to himself the omega opened the next door that
he originally thought was another closet. Being too dizzy to urinate standing
up he tucked his male parts between his bruised thighs and plopped himself on
the gold-yes gold-toilet, giving new meaning to the word porcelain throne. He
already knew Bill's rationale for the separation was for supposed hygienic
reasons, being that it is gross to remove waste in the same room you bathed,
but the brunette currently found it highly annoying.  It probably had to do
with the fact that he was just irritated with his alpha in general.

 Here he was washing his hands (barely able to stand), awake, sore, and sick
while the person who did this to him was in bed and sleeping like a newborn
pup. Watching his ghastly reflection in the mirror, he lamented the loss of his
parent’s home. When he was ill, either his parents or Mabel was always there to
pamper and take care of him. This responsibility now fell on Bill and the omega
couldn't help but feel bitter resentment as he sneaked past the alpha on his
way out of the room. Not sneaking, he reminded himself, he lived here and was
free to roam the penthouse as he saw fit. Still, he was sure the alpha would
set plenty of rules to make his new home feel like anything but. slipping into
the hallway and closing the door behind him quietly he tried to ignore the
needling pain tattooing his heart with homesickness.

The teen's pink nostrils flared, capturing the scent of fresh baked goodies and
sweet sugar from the air. Following the mouthwatering aroma he walked to the
kitchen, using the wall for support. He had thought Susan didn't work weekends
but perhaps Bill requested her services for an extra day-wanting a fresh
breakfast for his omega to help recover from the claiming. Pushing the swing
door open Dipper smiled to himself, thinking that maybe his alpha was sweet
after all, only to be surprised to find Tabitha, not Susan at all, pulling
something from the oven. Looking up she was just as startled to see her omega-
in law-as he was to see her.

"Dipper, honey, what are you doing up?" the middle aged woman placed the pan of
warm scones on the counter and took off her oven mitt to meet the frail teen
holding himself up on the door frame. "You should be in bed. I was almost done
making breakfast for you and I was going to bring it to you with your
medicine."

"Oh. Well, it was too hot in there and Bill’s snoring sounded like a chainsaw."
Ok, it really didn't but he found he liked complaining about the alpha who
didn't bother waking up to care for him. "it could raise the dead." He fibbed,
leaning into the robust woman's side as she helped him to the nook table that
was nestled against the back of kitchen island. The bench he settled into was
more of a settee; it was plush and comfortable and nothing like the hard chairs
set around his parents eat-in dining table.

"You poor thing." Tabitha clicked her tongue. "but don't you worry, I will be
here all day to help you adjust to the venom." She told Dipper, placing things
on the table for him: a glass of apple juice, a cup of tea, a tray overflowing
with a variety fruit, jams, clotted cream, a basket of steaming scones, and a
small saucer with two pills on it.

Dipper felt his stomach growl and he found he was hungry even through his
sickness. He had barely eaten at his own wedding reception and the food in
front of him was calling his name. "You did all of this for me?" he wiped his
mouth of imaginary drool with the back of his hand.

"It was hardly anything and of course I did it for you. Who better to help you
through your change than someone who went through it themselves? I am sure you
would have liked to have your mother here but she allowed me the honor at my
request. I asked both out of tradition and because an omega's body experiences
a more severe process than that of a claimed beta. Helena agreed being that I
had a better understanding to assist you. I hope that's ok?"

"Honestly I didn't know I would have anyone to help besides Bill. Thank you, I
appreciate it." the boy smiled warmly at the blond woman as she took a seat
next to him with her own cup of tea.

"You're welcome. Please, go ahead and eat now," she said handing him a plate.
"you need something in your belly before you take your medication. None of it
is too heavy and will give you some sustenance to feel a little better. The
herbal tea I gave you is infused with ginger and will help with the nausea as
well."

 The brunette took a bite of the still warm scone and hummed at the mild
flavor. It was light and airy, with just a hint of sweetness, and melted in his
mouth. It wasn't overly rich but tasted good and was perfect for his sour
stomach. "You made this yourself, from scratch?" he asked in between a mouthful
and sip of tea.
 
“Mmmhmm” the woman hummed in acknowledgement, swallowing her drink before
speaking “You seem surprised.”
 
“I guess I am.” He took another bite of the bread like cake and without much
thought talked around the food in his mouth. “Bill has Susan. I assumed that
because of your social status you wouldn’t really do things like bake or cook;
that it was somehow beneath your station or something...” Dipper piled some
fruit on his plate, not really sure what to make of the new information.
 
Tabitha smiled at her new son. His honest and unpretentious attitude and
actions were not at all what she was used to and she found it refreshing.
“Omegas with culinary talents used to be highly coveted as mates. A house with
well prepared and exquisite meals was a point of pride for an alpha and was a
sign of a respectable home, especially since wealthy alpha’s love to peacock.
But you are not wrong. Most modern high-class families now hire renowned chefs
in favor of the omegas pursuing other interests and to brag of their wealth. My
own family had a chef; my omega parent couldn’t cook anything if his life
depended on it. Once and awhile he would try, it was very amusing to see my
sire choke it down with a fake smile on her face as she lied to my bearer about
how good it was.”
 
“How did you learn to cook so well then?” Dipper asked popping a couple grapes
in his mouth.
 
“I was the youngest of nine and of little consequence to my family. My parents
had little time for me, the nanny was overwhelmed, and my siblings:  alpha,
beta, and omega, picked on me constantly for being the youngest and the weakest
of the bunch. If you can’t tell by my extra weight, I’ve always liked food and
I often found myself in the kitchen looking for comfort in calories. Our alpha
chef was very nice to me, perhaps feeling a need to protect a distressed omega,
but whatever the case I spend most of my freetime with him. He always let me
help him and soon became my mentor; taught me everything I know. I am one of
the few omegas whose culinary expertise rivals renowned professionals and I
never even had formal training.” she let out a small chuckle between a sip of
tea. “It’s silly, but as a young girl I used to dream of becoming a famous
chef.” There was a small din as her china cup connected with its equally
delicate saucer.
 
“I don’t think it’s silly at all. I think you would have made a wonderful chef.
Why didn’t you pursue a career?” Done with his food, never really being a big
eater, the teenager took his pills and washed them down with apple juice.
Hopefully he would feel a little better soon. Drawing up his knees, he hugged
his legs and unconsciously leaned into Tabitha’s warmth. She smelled nice,
like: flour, sugar, baked apples, and warm milk. It was a comforting scent that
Dipper liked.
 
Tabitha wrapped an arm over the sick boy’s shoulder and pulled him in so that
he could rest his head on her ample bosom. “I’m from an old aristocratic
family, omegas do not work. We marry, keep a home, and make children.”
 
“Sounds wretched.” Dipper purred out against the woman’s pillow soft chest as
she motherly carded her fingers through his hair. It reminded him of when Mabel
picked through his knots.
 
The blond omega paused in her administrations. Was he joking? “Are...these not
the things you want?”
 
The brunette was quiet as he considered it. “Not really. I’m introverted and
awkward, keeping a home and playing hostess aren’t really my strong suites. I
rather spend my time reading books and scientific articles, or visiting museums
and supposedly haunted places. I do want a child eventually, but not until I
have finished a doctorate in physics and perhaps earned myself a reputation in
the science field. ”
 
“I see.” Tabitha frowned. Did Dipper not realize what he married into? “Those
are some unusual goals you have there. Perhaps you will obtain them or perhaps
what you want and when will change. My dreams of working at an upscale
restaurant, as an executive chef, changed when I married Mina. I became
pregnant and I realized what I wanted more than anything in the world was my
new family. Mina, and especially Bill, became my life and I couldn’t be
happier. Our family was complete, well until Bill married you that is. For with
you it feels even fuller and one day it will be even better when we welcome our
grandchildren. I hope for many strong pups and a large family for you and
Bill.”
 
“If you prefer large families, why didn’t you have more children then?” Dipper
tried to turn the conversation back to his mother in law, hoping it didn’t
sound as rude to her ears as it did his own. He didn’t want Tabitha to rescind
her kindness in offense, but he really didn’t want a discussion about how he
should bear Bill a litter pups when all he really wanted was one, or two, at
most. Being pregnant and giving birth sounded about as pleasant as being
claimed.
 
Taking no ill will, Tabitha continued to smooth through tangled curls and
proceeded to explain her circumstances. “I wanted a large family, much like my
parents and Mina’s parents, but I was only fourteen when I became pregnant with
Bill. I had a very hard pregnancy and an even harder delivery. I went into
labor two and a half months early. Both Bill and I almost died. Halfway through
my labor William’s heart rate dropped drastically and I was given an emergency
cesarian section and then started hemorrhaging. Luckily they were able to save
me, but the trauma I received made it so I could no longer reproduce. But none
of that mattered to me. I just prayed that my infant made it through alright.
Bill, he was so small and not breathing when he was born. The physicians didn’t
expect him to survive but,my baby proved them wrong by not only surviving but
thriving. He was allowed to come home with me just after a month in the
hospital and by one year no one would even know he was born prematurely. My
little alpha walked and talked before babes of the same age and later he
excelled in school and activities as he grew.”
 
Resting as he was against the older omega, he could faintly feel the beat of
her heart and a sense of sadness washed over him thinking about how she and her
baby, his husband, almost died most likely because of her young age and under
developed body at the time of pregnancy. In the past it was not unheard of to
mate omegas as young as twelve, by much older alphas, but many died during
childbirth or even due to complications during the pregnancy. There was a
reason a law was created to prohibit omegas from being wed and mated before the
ripe age of sixteen. Being that such law came into effect some fifty years ago
Tabitha should have been protected. Dipper came to the conclusion that
Willamina must have used her status to bend the rules. It angered him that the
woman not only abused her position but then put the omega, she supposedly loved
and was supposed to protect, in danger. And her parents, how could they let
their daughter go to a monster and at such a young age? “How did you wed at
fourteen? Why did the law not protect you? Willamina couldn’t wait two years
until you were old enough to bed and your body more equipped to carry child?
Realistically, the age should be pushed to Eighteen. Studies have shown many
omegas reproductive structures have not matured at sixteen.”
 
“I understand why you are angry but do not be too mad at my alpha. I don’t want
you to think ill of your alpha-in-law. She is only four years older than me.
Such a small age difference, at the time, was almost unheard of and neither of
us really understood what we were getting ourselves into. All we knew was that
we were in love and wanted to spend our lives together.
 
You see Mina and I met when I was just six and she ten. Her family moved to
America from Egypt, looking to expand the family business. Our families became
quick friends, being that we were both of old blood; Mine originally from Great
Britain and Germany, and Mina’s from Egypt, as I said before. Mina was unlike
anyone I had ever met. She was mysterious and I was instantly enamored with her
dark skin and hair, wiry frame, and golden eyes. I never thought someone as
interesting, dominant, and handsome could adore someone as chubby,
unattractive, and prone to tears as myself but she took to me instantly. Over
the years she made me realize that I was beautiful, and desirable, that I was
more than just the youngest and most forgettable of nine.”
 
Tabitha paused to take another sip of her cooling tea before continuing,
wetting her palate. “Our families supported our relationship as it benefited
both parties. My parents had lost much of their wealth after several bad
business deals and would benefit financially from the pairing as my dowry was
absurdly substantial. Mina’s parents wanted the social acceptance that the
match would bring. The Cipher family may have been some of the oldest and
dominant of blood in the world but they faced many unfair prejudices in coming
to America when they did. A union of their oldest and only alpha child to an
ivory skinned, anglo saxon, descendant would open the social and business doors
that had been shut in their faces and would assure their other five omega
children would also marry well. Our parents were quick to seal the agreement
with marriage before Mina went to university, afraid her affection for me would
wain in separation. Mina and I didn’t care about any of that. Being young and
hormonal we were in a rush to be bonded and to experience our love in a
physical sense. Needless to say I was pregnant only after three months of
matrimony.
 
I know my alpha can come off cold and cruel but she was beside herself when she
faced losing both her omega and infant simultaneously. Against her parents
wishes she even took a semester off of school to care for Bill and I, until she
was sure we were both well. Mina cared for Bill around the clock, when I was
unable, and her love was evident when she held him. Our golden boy was her
pride and joy.”
 
Dipper nearly snorted but managed to pass it off as needing to clear his
throat. “They don’t seem to have the best relationship. What happened?”
Reaching out Dipper snagged a few more grapes. He wasn’t overly hungry but they
were really juicy and felt good as the fever made him feel dehydrated.
 
“Both being alphas happened, I suppose. Mina wasn’t around for much of Bill’s
youth as she was finishing school and then after working hard to build her
professional empire. Her limited time with him was spent on instruction to make
Bill a proper alpha. She never went easy on him, emotionally nor physically,
not even when he was just a toddler. As a child she frightened him and as a
teenager Bill resented her. In high school he challaned her rules and teachings
often, but she made sure she remained supreme at any cost. At times I truly
feared they would kill each other. It was frightening.”
 
“Willamina would hit Bill and as a child no less?” Dipper’s eyes flittered up
to Tabitha’s face. He could hardly believe what he was hearing. His own parents
never laid a hand on him or Mabel. Parents were supposed to protect their
children. Wasn’t it a instinct, something as natural as breathing? “Did she hit
you too?”
 
“Yes.” Tabitha answered slowly. “Although Mina only became physical with me
when I blocked her from hurting Bill to badly. It wasn’t my place to question
or resist her... I sometimes forget both of your parents are betas and of
modern ideals. It is not uncommon for alphas to use corporal punishment with
their children, especially those from high class families with a penchant for
tradition. Alphas have a natural aggressive temperament; and violence, to some
extent, is expected from them.”
 
“That’s horrible.” Dipper exclaimed, though he shouldn’t be surprised
considering some of the stories he had heard about his Gruncle Stan.
 
“In these changing times and with how you were raised I can understand why you
would think that. But time is irrelevant and not so long ago that aggressive
personality was required to protect the pack against outside threats. The
stronger the alpha, the stronger and often larger the pack. Civilizations,
governments, and technology have evolved and we pretend to as well. But in
reality we are nothing more than the dominant and the weak fighting for
survival. We may have replaced the fight for food and territory with money and
social prowess but it is still a dog eat dog world, where only the strong
succeed.
 
Yes, I wasn’t always with how Mina handled Bill, but it it how her alpha parent
raised her and how she then raised Bill. Alphas are seen as dominant forces to
reckoned with, but like anyone else they have weakness, only they aren’t
allowed to show them. Imagine how hard it must be to mask one's feelings
constantly and prove your worth against others vying for the same top spots. It
can’t be easy to live a life in constant battle. It is even harder for those of
old blood. They are expected to be more successful and more powerful than other
alphas and are seen as failures if they cannot achieve or maintain such a
status.
 
Mina, for example, was forced from her home country and told to act ‘American’
when she had no idea what that meant and was unfamiliar with the culture. Her
father expected her lose her accent and when it slipped she was punished for
it. The first time Mina’s family brought her to my home, to befriend my older
alpha siblings, they made fun of her for her dark skin and unusual use of
english grammar. They ended up getting into a brawl, three against one, and she
got in trouble for crying and not instantly assimilating with her new peers. As
punishment they sent her to the kitchen, saying if she was going to act like an
omega then she would occupy their space like one. Of course” here she smiled
fondly. “That was the first time I met Mina. Feeling sorry for the sad and
beautiful alpha I asked the chef to help me whip up a batch of Ghorayebah
cookies to brighten her mood. I was ecstatic when it worked and she graced me
with the most stunning smile. In just an instant she won me over, like she
eventually did my siblings, and the rest of the world...But I’ve gotten off
topic.
 
Mina is no worse than any other alpha and I believe her and Bill’s relationship
will heal within time. For Mina and her father it took Bill’s birth. The
seemingly heartless man became a big softy when around him. He spoiled Bill
rotten and could do no wrong in his eyes, even when he gave us a hard time in
his teenage years, rebelling as they often do. Perhaps the same thing will
happen when you give us a grandchild.”
 
“Perhaps.” Dipper agreed, fiddling with the hem of his nightgown, but he was
not so sure. He may understand his alpha-in-law a little better now but that
didn’t excuse her from hurting her own child and omega. Just because you were
expected to be something didn’t mean you had to be.  Bill himself had told
Dipper he didn’t like to use violence, unless as a last resort, and the omega
respected him for breaking that mold. The brunette hoped that Bill would come
to break many more unsavory alpha stereotypes, especially when it came to their
future children, though he wasn’t holding his breath. “Though even if I birth
some magical pup, I just don’t see how he or she can fix something that appears
so broken. The few times I’ve been around them together Mina hasn’t been very
nice to my husband. And Bill, he acts differently around her, and not in a good
way. She seems to bring out the beast in him.”
 
Tabitha sighed “My alpha is not perfect but Bill paints Mina in a much more
horrible light; my golden boy is no Angel either and I could tell you some
stories about him.” They both looked over to the door just as the blond walked
noisily into the room. “But I’ll have to tell you them some other time.” the
robust woman left Dipper’s side just as Bill sunk into the settee across from
them and rested in forehead on folded arms.
 
“You look awful.” Dipper told his alpha, whom looked like death itself. His
blond hair stuck up at odd angles, his beautiful eyes were bloodshot, and his
tanned skin had a green pallor about it. The omega was equal parts intrigued
and disgusted as he never before seen the man as anything but impeccable; never
even a hair out of place.
 
“I feel terrible.” The dark alpha said as he lifted his chin to look at his
spouse, only to find the teen glaring at him. Bill whistled to himself. “If
looks could kill. What did I do to be a victim of such an expression?”
 
“The victim! You? For starters, you didn’t get up to take care of me when I am
ill because of you. Then you made your poor mother act like a servant to help
me in your place. Finally, you have the nerve to be sick, after drinking too
much, and taking your mother’s comfort straight from my side.”
 
Bill smirked. “I thought all omegas were supposed to be silent sufferers, going
as far as to put their own needs after their alpha’s.”
 
Having put on a pot of coffee to brew, Tabitha placed two advil and a bottle of
coconut water in front of her son with a very motherly disapproving eye. Bill
downed the pills quickly, keeping his eyes on his pretty husband all the while.
 
“I thought my alpha told me I was going to be treated like a prince and that he
was going to pamper me.” Dipper tsked “typical alpha, already breaking his
promises.”
 
Tabitha laughed as she reclaimed her spot next to her omega-in-law. “You’ve got
yourself a feisty one. I would have expected you to marry the meekest of
omegas. What a pleasant surprise.”
 
“Yes, he is just full of surprises.” The alpha tilted a curious head at how his
omega curled into his mother. “Why don’t I make up for my transgressions? Come
sit on my lap Dipper and I will coddle you like you so clearly need to be.”
 
“No thank you.” Dipper replied, snuggling further into Tabitha and purposely
disobeying Bill even as his adjusting body told him to concede.  “I am much
more comfortable here.”
 
“Hmmm. Fine.” Bill drawled, tapping his claws on the table’s surface.  “Suit
yourself. You’ve a lifetime to learn whose arms you belong in. At. All. Times.”
The alpha chuckled but Dipper could feel the timbre of solemness weaved through
the rumbling vibrations disguised as humor.
 
The small omega grumbled to himself and said nothing else, instead closing his
eyes in an attempt to shut out both his husband and his tumultuous sickness. It
didn’t really work.  Deciding to ignore Bill and Tabitha’s casual conversation,
he focused on his breathing, trying to quell his nausea and aching body. Oddly
enough it seemed at war with Bill’s presence, something in his body told him he
would feel better in his alpha’s embrace. Dipper though didn’t want to give in
and fought the blond’s pull even as he trembled uncontrollably.
 
Tabitha held the slight boy closer and rubbed his goose fleshed arm, trying to
comfort him as he whimpered, until her alpha entered the room that is.

Willamina sauntered over to the fridge and grabbed a glass bottle of water and
chugged it down as her mate prepared her a cup of coffee. The older alpha set
the empty bottle on the counter, her chest still heaving a bit from her
previous exertion. Taking a glance, Dipper had to admit the dark woman was
attractive in her tight running leggings and crop top sweat shirt. She may have
only been three years from fifty but her slim waist and toned abdominal muscles
were testament  to the fact that she was in peak physical condition. The sweat
glistening on her skin carried a heavy scent that was all too similar, and yet
just different enough, from her son's causing the claim in Dipper to thrash
about wildly inside him. It didn't like that another alpha was in the room and
It screamed painfully in his head and tore at his muscles telling him to go to
his alpha for protection and comfort, even with no real threat. Stumbling the
few steps to Bill, the brunette submitted to his involuntary desire, and
decided he hated being claimed. He had read in the medical pamphlets that
Bill's essence over him was extra potent right now and that these urges would
subside as his body distributed and absorbed the venom fully but it did little
to make him feel better about how his body betrayed his judgement and logic.

Opening his arms for his omega, Bill took Dipper onto his lap when the teen
practically fell into him. Dipper returned the embrace, wrapping his arms
around Bill, and nuzzled his face into the warm Juncture of his alpha's neck
and shoulder. He inhaled deeply and the claim inside him purred happily at the
blond's scent.

Bill chuckled at the unintentional sounds coming from his omega. "Is my little
kitten happy to be with his big bad wolf?

"No." Dipper lied, his sickness feeling much more subdued in the arms of his
alpha; more like a bad cold than the full on flu. "You reek. I can practically
smell the alcohol trying to escape your pores." He didn't actually find it
unpleasant.

With one arm still holding Dipper close, he ran the fingers of his free hand
through the omega's wild curls. "You're one to talk. You don't smell so fresh
either." like fevered sweat and day old sex-the last part which Bill found
extremely attractive.  "I'll have to give you a bath after breakfast." Reaching
past Dipper, he grabbed a plate and some fruit.

"I can b-bathe myself." The omega stuttered out indignantly with a deepened
blush on his cheeks.

The alpha smirked "Ah, but if I remember correctly you just told me you expect
your alpha to pamper you. So, being washed by mine own hands in a luxurious
bath it is." he looked over at his sire as she took a seat across from them and
picked up a scone to have with her coffee. "How was your run?" he asked out of
habit, knowing she liked to be addressed in some way and he had yet to do so.

"Refreshing. You should have come along." Mina replied casually. "Oh wait, I
forgot you were up late intoxicating yourself and are now, as a result, hung
over." The female alpha gave her son a condescending smile full of teeth and
mirth that was quickly hidden by the mug she sipped from. The woman frowned
upon excessive alcohol consumption. In her opinion anything that muddled the
brain was a weakness not be afforded. She took little pride in the fact that
her son over indulged in the spirits from time to time. She expected him to be
a model alpha and found herself disappointed in her get far too often.

"It's not everyday an alpha gets to celebrate claiming and bonding with their
mate. If I didn't participate in the festivities it might come off that I am
impartial to my omega and I wouldn't want my darling Dipper to feel that I
think so lowly of him when it fact it is quite the opposite. Not to mention
what it could look like to outsiders. You and I both know an impartial alpha is
an open invite to challengers who also have an interest in an omega." Bill ran
a hand from between Dipper's naked thigh and down his femur, the action
soothing his ruffled temper and redirecting his anger into something calmer.
The brunette trilled softly and Bill couldn't help but smile at the adorable
sound. It was impossible to stay mad when he had the cute teen in his hold.
"Besides," the male alpha continued as his mother reclaimed her previous seat.
"Even if I wasn't hung over, I would have hit the gym rather than go for a run
outside; in freezing temperatures and four inches of snow on the ground."

"Physical exercise in such conditions shows of an alpha's endurance and
strength." Mina stated proudly.

"Sure it does," Bill agreed "But while wearing a crop top in the middle of
winter? Come on, now you are just showing off."

Dipper laughed outright at the retort and Tabitha cleared her throat to cover
her abrupt chuckle though the smile that graced her lips was evidence enough
that she found her son's comment amusing. The older omega could tell, by Mina's
expression, that the alpha was ready to retaliate with her sharp tongue however
Tabby quickly cut in to prevent the teasing moment from escalating into
something more serious. "Since we are all together why don't we decide on
dinner. I was thinking chicken noodle soup and a french baguette; something
light enough to not upset Mason's stomach but filling enough so no one is left
hungry."

"Whatever you wish to do is fine with me, luv." Willamina replied rather
tartly, taking a sip of her coffee while glaring at Bill; wordlessly letting
her son know she would get her revenge.

The blond alpha looked away from his sire and restrained himself from rolling
his eyes. "You know I like everything you make mom, so long as it is what
Dipper wants then is sounds good to me."

"Oh." Dipper replied, realizing a response was required of him. He had zoned
out slightly, getting lost in the feel of Bill's wandering hands over his bare
skin. "Chicken noodle soup would be perfect and I have never had it made from
scratch before (as a both parents worked they often took short cuts with their
cooking) so I look forward to trying it."

"Wonderful." Tabitha clapped her hands together. "It's settled then. Bill why
don't you draw a bath for Dipper so he can freshen up. While he bathes I will
ready a spot for him in the salon with plenty of blankets and cushions and you
can pick out a book for him to relax with when he is done."

"But I wanted to wash him." Bill almost whined. Dipper thought it was kind of
cute seeing this playful and almost childish side of Bill. He wondered if he
was only acting this way because his mother was here or if he always acted his
way behind the closed door of his home, without the judging and prying eyes of
others.

"He's sick not an invalid" Tabitha gave her son a look he knew not to fight
with. "Besides, the last thing dipper needs right now is his alpha in a bath
with him when both people are naked and his omega hormones are on overdrive and
looking to please his alpha. He needs to heal, not get more hurt."

"Fine." Bill relented, his mother was right. He knew he would have a hard time
restraining himself with the teen prone and bare before him.

After his bath Dipper was not pleased to find that all the "comfy" clothes Bill
had promised him were form fitting yoga pants and fitness leggings and cotton
booty shorts. His sleep selection didn't fare much better being overly
revealing or flimsy pieces made of silks, satins, laces, and thin cottons. He
felt a surge of annoyance with the blond that his inner omega was not happy
with and made it known by making his head throb anew. whimpering and grumbling
in frustration he settled on a pair of tiny shorts and, walking to Bill's side
of the walk in closet, one of the blond's undershirts. Being so much smaller
than his alpha, Dipper was happy that the soft cotton shirt came to his mid
thigh-longer than of of the nightgowns he now owed.

Fluffing out his damp curls, Dipper carefully made his way to the salon where
he was expected to rest. His sickness was roaring back to life and the brunette
wondered if his medication was already wearing off. By the time he trucked the
short distance to stumble through the salon doors a fire was ravaging his
muscles. His body both burned and hurt. He could see his alpha quickly make his
way to him through his vision that was swimming in and out of focus. The
scorching flames quickly died to a smoldering ache when Bill scooped him up
into his arms.

Dipper wrapped his arms around the other's neck and nuzzled his face into the
strong chest. "Alpha." he purred out in relieved rumble.

Bill preened happily at being addressed as alpha by Dipper. It was the first
time he had done so and it made the golden man's heart swell. Though it was
dampened by the fact that he could sense his omega's intense discomfort. Guilt
pricked at his conscious knowing that it was his fault his omega didn't feel
good, but was quickly smothered when he realized his presence made Dipper feel
better.  "shhh, I'm here, your alpha has you." He couldn't help but notice that
the small omega had dressed in one of his undershirts. the brunette looked
absolutely adorable and Bill's eyes had instantly traveled to the line of
delicate collarbone and slope of shoulder that was exposed from the over-sized
neck hole. When the omega felt better Bill was adamant that they would have sex
with Dipper wearing nothing except that shirt. Those thoughts were best saved
for later though.

Being placed on a couch full of blankets and pillows Dipper grabbed for Bill
with a whimper.

"Relax." the alpha cooed. "I'm not going anywhere." he sat next to his husband
and cradled his face, using his thumbs to wipe away the fresh tears.

Dipper leaned into Bill's touch and wondered idly when he had even started
crying. Why was he acting like this? Sure, he was whiney when he was sick but
this overkill and so not like him. Stupid body flooded with claiming hormones
and alpha venom. The teen found himself being re-positioned so that they were
sitting lengthwise, feet up on the couch, with himself between the blond's log
legs and pressing back against Bill's chest.

"I picked out a book for you." The alpha fluffed a blanket out over their legs
and then reached behind him to grab a book off the side table."It's a
nonfiction book about possible colonization on another planet and how it could
work; the possibilities and pitfalls. It was really interesting and I thought
you might like it."

"Sounds like something right up my alley. Thank you for putting so much thought
into it. That was really sweet of you." He was genuinely surprised how well
Bill already knew him from their short engagement. Dipper leaned his head back
on Bill's shoulder and puckered his lips expectantly.

Happy to oblige, Bill placed a small kiss on those plush lips. "Anything for my
omega."

Tabitha "awwed" at the display of affection, from across the room, where she
and her mate were situation on a loveseat.

Her alpha though did not parrot those sentiments, glancing up from her i-pad,
Willamina instead gave Bill a hard look. "Spoil your omega with items and
services but do not coddle him too much. He is the one who should be serving
you, not the other way around. Too  much softness, even with your mate, will be
viewed as a weakness by your rivals."

Opening his book and committing himself to ignoring the opinionated alpha,
Dipper began to read. He couldn't wait for her to go home so he could properly
learn to adjust to his new home and life. It was stressful enough submitting to
one alpha let alone two.

"I'll keep that in mind for when I'm in public Sire." Bill replied
nonchalantly, caressing Dipper's thin upper arms. "However, what I do with my
omega behind closed doors is my business. If I want to let my mate bind,
blindfold, and gag me in order to whip me and make me beg then so be it."

Dipper knew Bill was just making a point but he couldn't help but blush at the
imagine that came to mind.

Willamina growled lowly "It is your best interest I have in mind, why must you
be so difficult? "

Bill didn't respond knowing the question was rhetorical, but it was on the tip
of his tongue to reply that she was more worried that his unsavory alpha image
would reflect poorly on her. Part of his subconscious, the part that wanted her
approval, nagged that perhaps she was right; that he need to be firm with his
mate. Too much affection and giving into Dipper's every demand and whim could
create an unhealthy dynamic in their relationship. "My apologies sire." He
wasn’t sure if it was because he was relenting or for not agreeing with her.
Regardless, his mate was sick right now and it was his fault. He would damn
well give the boy whatever he asked for, at least until he was better.

The idea of relaxing and resting when sick was very different in a high society
home than it was in the home he had grown up in. At his birth home he would lay
in bed or on the couch, unbathed, and vegetate while watching hours of TV or
playing video games between naps. Here he was expected to still keep his mind
active by reading or working puzzles like Sudoku or  word cross. The only
similarities were the naps. Shifting in and out of sleep he would listen to
languid conversation and drink fluids constantly provided by his mother-in-law.
At one point he was sure Tabitha was playing a slow and calming piece the piano
in the concern of the grand room but he wasn't sure if he had dreamed it up.
Despite the sickness he was kept comfortable in Bill's arms. The only time his
discomfort would spike was when his alpha had to leave for short whiles. In
those moments Tabitha would take care of him, talking to him to keep his mind
off his pain and nausea.

After an exceptionally long nap Bill nudged Dipper awake. "Come one sleeping
beauty, it's time for dinner and your medicine." Dipper mumbled something
indecipherable and nuzzled his face into Bill's crotch, having shifted to lay
face down in the other's lap some point during his recent nap. Bill bit his lip
at the friction and pushed at the omega's shoulders lightly. "You have to get
up sweet heart. It's time to eat and you already skipped lunch. You need
calories to feel better."

Dipper sat up tiredly and arched his back, stretching out his arms to help
crack his spine. "I said, I already feel better. I don't need medicine." And it
was true. The fever, nausea and pain was gone. The only thing that still hurt
was the bite in his neck and his bum from the last night's vigorous sex. His
stomach growled loudly. "But I am hungry."

"Good." Said Tabitha, coming to check on the newlyweds after having set the
dining room table. "Because I made enough soup and bread for an army. How are
you feeling?" She asked Dipper, coming around to feel his forehead. She was
surprised to find him cool to the touch.

"I feel good." the omega repeated.

"Such a short transition." Tabitha smiled warmly. "There is a belief that the
shorter the adjustment period the stronger the bond between the alpha and
omega."

"Why is that?" Dipper asked curiously, while Bill was clearly over the moon
about this.

"Because it means the omega's body easily accepted their alpha. That your body
didn't fight Bill's claiming." Tabitha said simply

 "Oh." Dipper said, trying to hide his frown as something inside him curled
happily. Part of him was ecstatic  to belong to Bill- to feel him inside of him
at all times, but another part abhorred the connection-realizing how it
demanded he submit wholly to the alpha. It appeared his body and mind weren't
in agreement, hopefully a compromise could be reached.
***** Take Me For a Ride *****
Chapter Summary
     Honey Moon.
Chapter Notes
     Hello guys. Sorry I kept everyone waiting so long. Life ugg. Like I'm
     glad to be alive and all but sometimes it's crazy. Anyway without
     further adieu here it is.
     Warnings: Smut.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
The hassle of going through an airport was usually an inconvenience; checking
luggage, long crowded lines, being herded through checkpoints like a pack of
animals and jostled by strangers, an overwhelming smell of too many pheromones
mixed together in an offensive potion of scented emotions, and waiting. Lots
and lots of waiting. However when you traveled with a famous blue blood alpha
it was a whole different experience. No sooner did the pair arrive when an
attendant, who had been waiting for them, ushered the alpha and his omega into
a comfortable and private holding area. Dipper never even saw his luggage but
was assured it would be on their plane, while they snacked on refreshments. It
was their gorgeous omega flight attendant, whom Bill knew by first name and
flirted with shamelessly-much to Dipper's displeasure, whom led them through
the airport and onto the vessel when it was time to depart.

 The teen's Jaw dropped when he entered the belly of the beast and realized
they would be traveling in a private, extravagant, machine. "You have your own
plane?" Dipper exclaimed in awe, following behind bill, past a set of four
pilot seats, to settle into a comfortable leather sofa.

 Bill chuckled at his husband's expressions. The boy looked like a kid in a
candy shop as he took it all in. Adorable. "Technically it's a jet and it's
only borrowed. It belongs to my Sire. Though eventually I would like to
purchase my own, for when the company eventually goes global. Hopefully" He
added in afterthought.

 Dipper eyed the blond omega stewardess with annoyance when she placed a hand,
with perfectly manicured nails, on his husband’s shoulder. "We'll be leaving in
about ten minutes, just waiting for air control to give us the go ahead. Buckle
up and make yourselves comfortable. Once we have leveled out I'll be back out
to serve you."

 "Thank you." The teen cut in abruptly, in an overly sweet voice. His hand,
very obviously, moved to rest on Bill's thigh. Unknowingly, his body released
his alpha's pheromones in tandem with his own-being able to do so by way of the
claim; a natural and wordless warning to the other omega that the Bill was
taken. Dismissing the flight attendant he turned to Bill "I'm so excited to be
on our way to our honeymoon." It sounded fake even to his own ears; high
pitched and honied. Taking the blond's face in his hands he gave Bill a kiss
that was sure to make him forget all about the other beautiful omega. Dipper
was happy to find the female gone when he pulled away from the kiss.

 Having accomplished his goal the brunette was content to sit back and enjoy
the flight. He had never flown first class let alone in a jet and was excited
for the prospect of the trip and the destination beyond. Bill, however, moved
onto kissing Dipper's neck when the lip lock broke apart, his hand finding it's
way under the teen's sundress to rub at the crook between thigh and
unmentionables. It was impossible for the sixteen year old not to blush and
grow firm, the older man's fingers brushing against his advancing arousal.
Dipper whimpered when sharp teeth scraped across his tender wounds.

 "Sorry." Bill whispered into his ear as he moved to suck a soft earlobe, the
diamond earring scrapping teasingly against his tongue. "Does it still hurt
badly."

 "No."Dipper whispered out breathlessly. "Just a little." He lied. The mark was
only three days old after all. "Could you..you know, do your thing do it?" Once
bonded an alpha's saliva held healing and anesthetic properties solely for the
treatment of superficial injuries to their claimed omega. It was a biological
protective ability built in for survival of ages past, before medical
advancements, but was still useful in modern times.

 Dipper shivered when the flat of a wet tongue lapped over the punctures, his
delicate hands grasping the yellow, island print fabric of the blond's shirt.
Like anything coming into contact with a raw wound, the pressure initially
stung but within seconds it melted to a comfortable warmth that dulled his pain
and made his skin tingle pleasantly. "B-bill" the omega moaned out. As the site
healed it was also becoming an unfortunate erogenous zone.

 Bill growled lowly in response to his mates delicious sounds. He so badly
wanted to pull his small spouse onto his lap for a proper make-out session, but
would have to wait until take off was completed. Instead he settled for feeling
up the omega's thighs and kissing along his face and neck. Losing himself in
Dipper, Bill lost all track of time and was startled when Jessica-the
stewardess- cleared her throat.

 The brunette pulled his lips away from Bill's hungry ones with a loud wet
sound and sat back in his seat. Running the back of his hand along his mouth,
he wiped away the remnants of the heated, albeit, messy kiss. He was slightly
embarrassed having been caught making out but was happy to note the blond
attendant's mannerisms were more professional and she now kept an appropriate
distance. Dipper  caught her briefly glancing at the tent Bill had pitched, the
man unabashedly not trying to hide it, before she smiled falsely at the other
omega. Bill's hand never stopped it's task of caressing the teen's femur.

 "Sorry for interrupting, I just wanted to let the two of you know that you can
move freely around the cabin. We have reached the appropriate altitude, the
flying conditions are satisfactory-we should hit little turbulence, and are
scheduled to arrive on time." Jessica kept her voice friendly and her hands
clasped in front of her. "Can I get either of you something to drink?"

 "Thanks for the offer darling, But I can serve myself and my omega. You are
welcome to return to the cockpit with the captain and co-pilot." Bill gave the
girl a wink and waited until she was gone to turn his attention back to the
object of his desires. "Ready to join the mile high club?"

 "Not happening" Dipper scoffed as brushed Bill off of him and made his way to
the cabinet, across from them, where he assumed the refreshments were held.

 "Why not?" the alpha questioned as he came up behind the small brunette to
help him open the secured fridge. He cupped the firm bulge between his omega's
thighs.  "You're clearly aroused and we've got time to kill."

 Dipper chewed his lower lip and tried to keep his attention on what he wanted
to drink verses how his inner omega whispered scandalous thoughts in his head;
things he had never before thought up in in his wildest dreams. It tempted the
teen with how sexually charged his alpha smelled and how he felt pressed up
against him. He felt an urge to get to his knees and worship the dominance that
was currently poking into his back, or to strip off his leggings and panties to
bend over, presenting himself for the taking. "We are not having sex on this
plane." He ignored the disappointed sound from within and from the alpha behind
him.

 "Would you change your mind if I told Jessica not to bother us for the
remainder of the flight?" Bill asked hopefully. He considered taking what he
wanted and forcing Dipper to bow beneath him. Legally, Dipper was his and he
could do whatever he wished to the boy, short of killing him, but he wanted his
husband to want it and enjoy it as much as him.

 "No." Settling on an orange seltzer the omega then opened up the snack
cabinet. "It would still be weird having Jessica and the pilots a few feet
away, and with only a wall separating us, while we have sex. I've had enough of
people listening to our love making to last a lifetime." Not to mention, the
blond woman would probably imagine herself in Dipper's place and fantasize that
it was she who was making Bill moan. The trail mixes, granola bars and other
healthy snacks made Dipper sigh noisily. "Where is all the good stuff like
cookies and candy?" settling on honey roasted peanuts he evaded Bill’s hold
plopped himself back on the sofa.
 
“Cookies and candy hardly constitutes as ‘good stuff’.” Bill pulled down a cup
console from the sofa backing, that his husband wouldn't have known was there
otherwise, so he could place his drink in it. “Your body is the temple that
will house our future children for nine months at a time. No better time than
the present to purify it.” Moving to the bar the alpha poured himself a glass
of bombay sapphire on the rocks. He raised a fine eyebrow at Dipper when the
boy snorted in response. “Don’t make that noise, you sound like a warthog.
You’re supposed to be a refined omega.” Bill placed his drink next to Dipper’s
before easily picking him up and stealing his spot to settle the omega on his
lap.
 
“I never claimed to be any such thing.” Dipper huffed out with a blush as he
wiped some stray peanuts off his dress, bits of the snack falling there after
Bill had so rudely jostled him onto his lap. “I am a middle class, teenaged boy
from some tiny unknown town who talks with his mouth full when he eats.” which
he emphasized by eating a handful of nuts. “Really you shouldn't have expected
much. You’re the one who insisted on marrying me without really knowing me.”
Dipper shrugged his shoulders. “The way I see it you are stuck with me as I am.
Uncultured and uncivilized. Sorry. Not sorry.” He amended.
 
“Is that so.” Bill asked with a deadpan expression.
 
“Yes.” Dipper replied matter of factly a slight smirk tilting up the corners of
his full mouth.
 
“I guess I am going to have to teach you to become a proper omega. I’m afraid I
might have to resort to torture.” Bill gripped Dipper’s waist and dug into the
sensitive spots, tickling him even through the layers of fabric.
 
“Nooooo” Dipper squealed, limbs flailing as he tried to knock Bill’s hands
away. “Anything but tickling. I will seriously pee on you if you keep it up.”
sugar coated peanuts flew everywhere and he laughed so hard he once again
snorted.  
 
Bill laughed along with his young husband. “Forget a boy, cultured or not. What
glamour has been cast on me? I have been married to a piglet.” He only stopped
tickling the child when one of his thin limbs knocked into the glass of gin,
sloshing the expensive alcohol onto the leather console. Dark fingers ceased
their teasing and Bill pulled Dipper to him for a round of breathtaking kisses.
When he pulled away he couldn’t help but lose himself in those half lidded
brown orbs seemingly made of chocolate diamonds and astral stardust.  Such a
common color had no reason to shine and sparkle as they did.
 
“What?” Dipper asked with a small smile, his lips red and swollen from the
shared passion of lips, tongue,and teeth, when Bill had stared at him for
sometime without a word.
 
The blond’s eyebrows knitted together. Surveying himself he felt a mixture of
lust, endearment, passion, and awe as he looked at his spouse. Some time ago,
he had instantly been infatuated with the brunette and wanted him as a child
wants a toy. Bill didn’t care what the toy did only what it looked like all
packaged and pretty. But now that he had him...there were things he didn’t
expect to feel. Things he couldn’t quite pinpoint or understand. “What indeed.”
Bill whispered realizing Dipper was so much more than just pretty face and
perfect body but not entirely happy with this new findings.
 
Bill was an alpha and they did gush about feelings like silly little omegas.
 
===============================================================================

 It was late in the afternoon when the jet touched down on the tropical
mainland. Even then it was another good forty minutes to reach their
destination: twenty five minutes by car and another fifteen minute boat-ride.


 Dipper was amazed to find their honeymoon was to be held  on a 75 acre private
island with a shore front mansion. Apparently the island was accessible by a
road but once the tide came in they were isolated from the mainland by anything
except water vehicle. The estate grounds were impressive with detailed
landscaping that used the natural botany to enhance the exotic ambiance.
Outdoor pools and Jacuzzi's were situated in such a way that they blended in
the the surroundings rather than appear as the man made additions that they
were. The residence, while massive, was also designed to mesh with the island
rather than stick out like a sore thumb. It was comprised of dark wood, native
rock, tempered glass,  and earth toned materials. Several cleverly crafted
enclosures opened up the home to the outdoors that could be securely shut
during inclement weather or during periods of non-use. With eight bedrooms and
12 bathrooms the house could hold over sixteen people and was staffed with at
least ten people at all times. It seemed a shame it was just two of them.
Dipper could have such a fun time here with his family.

 What Dipper was not amazed with was how Bill flirted shamelessly with every
decent looking omega they came into contact with. The brunette realized his
husband had been a complete omeganizer and while he hadn't expected him to
completely change once they were married the claim in him clawed unhappily with
jealousy. The logical part of him tried to rationalize that he hadn't even
wanted to marry Cipher and that he had been persuaded into this. Why should he
care who Bill flirted with? Still the alpha had promised he would be a
tentative and loyal husband and Dipper was a person deserving of respect
regardless of the circumstances regarding their marriage.

 The omega frowned at both his mulling and the 'clothing' he unpacked from his
suitcase. "Is there anything in here besides bathing suits and lingerie?" Bill
had been the one to pack for the brunette.

 Bill looked up from his own task of unpacking. Dipper held up a light blue
strappy bikini top with a strawberry print and an absurd amount of ruffles; the
cups were sewn flat for the male omega. It was an overly cute thing that would
suit his omega perfectly. "What else would you need for a honeymoon on a
tropical island? Most of the time you're just going to be naked beneath me
anyway. If I didn't like undressing you so much I wouldn't even have packed you
any clothes." Bill grinned at his young husband.

 "B-Bill!" Dipper exclaimed with a blush. "It's not like we're alone, there are
a bunch of staff here. I couldn't  just walk around naked."

 The alpha laughed heartily. "I'm kidding. there are some dresses for nightlife
on the mainland, and hiking clothes for excursions. They are packed on the
bottom. You'll find them once you take out all the sexy stuff."

 Dipper dug under some of the skimpier clothing and was happy to find Bill was
correct. His fingers even brushed across a pair of fashionable baby blue hiking
boots that Mabel would have sold a kidney for. The omega smiled coming to the
conclusion that their honey moon would be more than just a ten day sex-a-thon.
"What type of things do you have planned for us?" Dipper asked, unceremoniously
gathering all the bathing suits and dumping them messily into a drawer.

 "Well besides the obvious, like sex and swimming, I was thinking we could go
parasailing, snorkeling, diving with sharks, hiking the island..." Bill paused
after hanging some of his short sleeve button-downs and knitted his eyebrows
together as he checked off the itinerary in his mental list. "Then on the
mainland there is the clubs, marine life conservation, a couple of museums you
might like, the planetary foundation-they have one of world's most powerful
telescopes, the rainforest ancient ruins...oh and some supposedly haunted
caverns that are only accessible during low tide. There are many tales of
people getting stuck there and drowning when the tides come in."

 "Wow! You really thought this out." Most of it sounded like things Dipper
would really like to do. Clubs weren't his thing but he was willing to do what
Bill liked as well since the alpha was being so good to him.

 "Anything and everything for my omega." As they finished unpacking Bill
couldn't help but feel he was once again bowing to the boy like a dog does to
it's master. He had to wonder if his sire had been right about how he gave
Dipper too much control. The omega was quickly wrapping him around his finger
without even trying. The alpha wanted to spoil his husband but he had to make
sure the omega understood his place as well.

===============================================================================


 After unpacking and going for a quick swim in the clear blue ocean the
honeymooners took their place at the dining room table for Dinner. The room was
open to the patio and pool but the soft breeze kept the room a comfortable
temperature even with their damp skin. Bill answered to a few quick business
emails on his phone while Dipper idly watched a pool hand skim out what the
filter didn't grab. It felt almost lonely for the two of them to sit at table
meant for hosting a large party, however they kept to one end, across from each
other, close enough for their feet to breach the distance.

 finishing with work for the moment, Bill turned his attention back to his mate
who was zoned out and looking past him. Peeking over his own shoulder Bill was
relieved to find Dipper looking at Liu, an older gentleman whom had worked the
grounds for over thirty five years. For a moment he had been afraid one of the
younger and newer, alpha staff members had caught the omega's fancy. The
islanders, with their dark smooth skin, black hair, and piercing eyes could be
rather attractive in their prime.

 "What are you thinking about? Liu can't be all that interesting."

 Dipper's shoulders jerked at the sound of his mate's voice cutting through his
daze of inattention "Sorry" He knew it irritated the alpha when he zoned out.
"Guess I got lost in the rhythmic motions of Liu's work...Do you know all of
the employees names?"

 "Only the ones who have been here a while. For a long time it was all the same
people. There is a lot of new blood this year."

 The omega busied himself with removing the silverware from the cloth napkin,
not wanting to see the alpha's reaction when he asked his next question. "Do
you come here alot."  Bring other omega's here  was left unsaid however his
tone said it for him.
 
“I’ve taken a few omegas on nice trips, but not here. This place has been in
the family for three generations and I would never bring some unimportant fling
to a place I vacationed at as a child, often with my grandparents. I have a lot
of good memories here, figured it would be a good place to bring you for our
honeymoon to get you familiar with it. We’ll likely be coming here with our
children in the future for family vacations. Heck we could even invite your
parents and Mabel and the Northwest girl.”
 
“Oh.” Dipper replied simply.
 
“You sound relieved.” Bill rested his chin on his steepled fingers as he eyed
his husband.
 
“I guess I am? Since the claiming I’ve felt irrational jealousy and
possessiveness when it comes to you. Hearing or thinking about the omegas you
have been with in the past, it makes me feel...well or sorts of things and none
of them good.” Dipper fiddled with the cloth napkin, twisting it nervously
between his fingers.
 
A smug smile tugged at Bill’s lips. “Now you know I feel about you.”
 
Dipper’s eyes shot up from his fingers to his husband's face. “Except your
Jealously kept me from being with any other alphas before we were even
together. Not quite the same.” Unlike before however Dipper couldn’t find it in
himself to care. Some new part of him purred happily that Bill was so
possessive over him; that it was charming. “It’s not healthy either.” Dipper
said to himself just as much as to Bill.
 
“Maybe not, but it’s natural for mates to feel that way about each other.”
 
Dipper murmured a noncommittal sound and tried to change the subject. “So, does
this place belong to your sire? It’s beautiful.” He said genuinely, looking
around the dining room as if seeing it for the first time.
 
“Nope it’s mine, but my Sire did design the place after a hurricane wrecked the
old mansion beyond repair. The island belonged to my paternal grandfather and
he left it to me after he passed. I’m happy you like it.”
 
“I know you’re super wealthy, but how can you afford the upkeep and to keep
this place fully staffed. I imagine it’s expensive.” Dipper was a practical
person and his brain considered practical things.
 
“It wouldn’t be an investment if I let the place sit here collecting dust. I
actually rent the island and estate out, same a my grandfather did. He was a
real estate mogul, though. It’s 30,000 a day or 200,000 per week to rent.
Sometimes I offer it for free for charitable functions; helps me with tax
breaks. After overhead I usually profit about two and a half million dollars
each year.” Bill didn’t consider it a large amount, but it was better than
nothing.
 
“Do you do anything that doesn’t make money? And your sire makes it like you’re
not successful.”
 
Their conversation paused as a female omega came up to the table. The girl was
beautiful in a non conventional way with a strong lithe body, wide but warm
facial features, dark skin, and long black wavy hair. “Sorry to have kept you
waiting.” She apologized with a slight bow, her voice heavy with the local
accent. “I’ve only been here a few weeks and am still learning the ropes.”
 
Dipper bristled when Bill visibly assessed the girl appreciatively. “Usually I
would find the tardiness inexcusable but  it is difficult to be irate with
someone so sweet and lovely.” The alpha gave the server a toothy grin and the
girl giggled uncomfortably.
 
“Thank you for your forgiveness. I will try my best to do better during your
stay. Please let me know if there is anything I can do for your pleasure.” She
also looked at Dipper as she said this and the male omega was sure the wording
was a translation thing but it still didn’t make him feel any better about his
husband’s wandering eyes.
 
“Well since you’re offering,” Bill’s next words were cut off when Dipper kicked
him hard in the shin. He glared at his young husband but the brunette had the
audacity to smile and wink at him.
 
“I was only going to ask what was on the menu.” Bill finished, reaching down to
rub the sore spot.
 
With a smile the omega server listed several things; all of them seeming to be
complex recipes, and made with local ingredients. The alpha was quick to decide
on a dish, but Dipper hesitated, taking his time to consider which one he would
dislike least. The boy had simple tastes. Noting his delay the islander offered
another option “We also always have chicken, we could fix you up something by
request.”
 
“Like chicken fingers?” Dipper asked hopefully.
 
“Yes, they are always an off menu option for child guests.” The girl smiled.
 
“He means grilled chicken breast.” Bill cut in, wanting to keep his omega’s
diet healthy.
 
“No,” Replied Dipper “I mean fried chicken fingers.” He looked back at the
server “and french fries if you have them.”
 
The girl bit her lip not wanting to get between an alpha and his omega. “...We
do, if it’s ok with the alpha.”
 
Dipper wanted to spit out that he made his own decisions but the claim was
telling him to bend to his master. “Please.” He whimpered out. “I’ll eat better
at home, but this vacation. Nobody does good on vacation.”
 
Bill sighed. How was he supposed to say no to that voice, those pleading eyes
and that pouty mouth. “Fine.” He relented. “But only because you barely ate
anything today. Unhealthy food is better than no food, I guess.”
 
“Perfect.” The server said. “I will give the order to the chef. I will be in
the work room, just next door, please call me for further needs.”
 
“Don’t worry, I will. I have many needs after all.”
 
“Very well.” Not understanding, the woman smiled and bowed before making her
exit.
 
“Really?” Dipper huffed, crossing his arms over the strawberry print bikini top
covering his delicate chest.
 
“What?” Bill asked innocently.
 
“What do you mean what? Did you not realize you’ve been flirting with every
omega we’ve come across?”
 
“Not every omega.” The alpha replied nonchalantly. “Just the good looking
ones.”
 
“Why are you flirting at all? It’s disrespectful.”
 
“I’m flirting not fucking. Who gives a shit?”
 
“I do, your omega. I don’t like it and you should care about your mate’s
feelings.”
 
Bill rolled his eyes. “I do, when it matters. Just because I flirt or hit on
other omegas doesn’t mean I am going to take them to bed. You are getting your
panties in a twist over trivial matters. We’ve only been married a couple of
days and you are already complaining about everything like a whiny bitch. It’s
annoying. Why don’t you try using your mouth for productive things, like
pleasuring your alpha.” He genuinely felt bad seeing the hurt flit over his
omega’s soft round features and could feel his sadness through their shared
connection, but he had to put his foot down. It’s not like Bill was doing
anything. He had no intention of cheating on his omega. Dipper needed to
understand his place.
 
The teen’s lips trembled as he held back tears. He should have expected this
from Bill. The alpha didn’t see him as a person, he was nothing more than a
possession. He had made that very clear on the day they met. His thoughts and
feelings didn’t matter. All Bill wanted was a pretty omega to please and
worship him. Dipper hated feeling like this and he hated the alpha for making
him feel like this.
 
Tapping his foot to expel some of his frustrated energy, as Bill ignored him by
going back to his phone, Dipper made a decision. Bill wanted him to act like a
perfect omega? fine. He could act like a mindless sex doll just there for
pleasure. Act, being the key word. He was not mindless. He had a brain, an
exceptional one. Omegas weren’t helpless. No. There were tons of omegas
throughout history and literature who controlled alphas with their wiles and
bodies. Sex wasn’t just about giving themselves to be used by a dominant force,
it was a way to get what they wanted. Sex gave the weak the control. Dipper was
new to this but he was sure he could figure it out.
 
Slipping to the floor, Dipper crawled under the table to Bill.
 
“Dipper, what are you doing.” Bill asked curiously when the boy’s hands
traveled up his bare feet, and legs, to the bathing suit over his thighs.
 
The omega dipped his fingers into the waistband of his alpha’s fitted bathing
suit. “Using my mouth for more productive things, like you suggested.” Dipper’s
voice came from under the table. Understanding, Bill lifted his hips so the
omega could drop the shorts to his ankles.
 
Bill’s aroused pheromones were on full blast and it was quickly making Dipper
feel drunk as they invaded his senses. The fuzzy haze muted is inhibitions and
taking Bill’s semi hard cock in his hand he began pumping it. Once the length
in his hand was fully engorged Dipper tried to remember the things Bill did to
him before and what he had seen from the porn he recently watched with Mabes
and Paz. First he decided to carefully mouth Bill’s taunt balls; kissing them
and delicately taking them into his mouth, one at a time, to gently suck.
 
Releasing a small noise of pleasure, Bill shifted a hand to Dipper’s brown
curls. Flexing his fingers through the hair he shuddered when the warm mouth
left his balls to trail a wet stripe up the underside of his throbbing shaft.
As the omega took the head of his  cock into his mouth, Bill could only marvel
at the incredible job Dipper was doing at performing his first blowjob. It was
a little messy but what he lacked in skill he made up for with enthusiasm. He
wasn’t about to complain at how incredible the wet saliva felt as it trickled
down his shaft from the warm mouth tugging at his tip. An involuntary moan left
his lips when the omega suddenly plummeted down, taking him about half way.
Dipper wasn’t yet able to deepthroat but he managed to time his hand movements
to stimulate what his mouth couldn’t reach.
 
Dipper could feel Bill's body tense and he assumed, by the way the fluid
movements of hips in his face became erratic, that the alpha was close to
orgasm. The brunette took this opportunity to withdraw from his mate and
reclaim his seat.

 "What are you doing?" Bill growled as Dipper's head popped up back over the
table. "get back here and finish what you started."

 The omega tried to reply as nonchalant as possible, but it was hard with how
his body begged him to please and obey his alpha. "No." Dipper gave himself a
mental high-five as the word left his mouth with out his voice cracking.

 "Dipper," Bill warned "I don't like it when my omega doesn't listen."

 Dipper leveled the blond with a calculated gaze. "And I don't like it when my
mated alpha hits on other people and blatantly disregards my feelings."

 Bill could feel his spouse's determination rolling of him in waves. He could
almost appreciate the boy's defiance. It must be hard with his claim biting at
him from the inside. However the alpha was in no mood for the omega's antics
when he was still hard and throbbing with his swim wear around his ankles.
"This isn't a game sweet heart. I want to be a good alpha to you but keep
toying with me this way and I will take what I want from you." He spoke low and
guttural, a warning to his omega.

 The brunette couldn't help the whimper that escaped him when blatantly
disregarding his internal claim. "You could. Or," here Dipper got up and walked
slowly over to his alpha, making sure to sway his hips to catch the dark man's
lust heavy eyes. "you could entertain my wishes and make me happy." He took a
seat on his mates naked lap and ran a long, thin, finger down the narrow, yet
muscled, chest. "A happy omega means a happy alpha." Taking the erect penis in
his hand, Dipper started to stroke the shaft, teasing it with painfully slow
motions.

 "What are you proposing?" Bill's hands kneaded Dipper's soft, bare sides. He
knew he shouldn't give into the omega but with how aroused the boy had him he
was about damn ready to give him anything he asked for.

 Leaning in, Dipper replied. His lips brushed against the other's as he spoke.
"Give me the respect as I deserve as your mate. Stop flirting with other omegas
and I will let you have me willingly. Any time any place you wish. No questions
asked." The boy blushed at his own suggestion. He had never been very
flirtatious and yet here he was filling the role of a seductive vixen; using
his body to get when he wanted.

 "On the plane ride back home?" Bill asked, questioning his young mate's
resolve.

 Dipper hesitated but nodded. Really he should have seen that one coming. He
whined when Bill's lips kissed the corner of his lips and then bit along his
jaw; a hand simultaneously skirting up his thigh.

 "Right now, bent over this table?"

 The teen bit his lip and tilted his head to allow the alpha to nip at his
neck. The groundsman at the pool only had to look their way to see them
screwing (though hopefully the tall chair back would hide most of the view) and
the omega server was only the next room over and could come out any time.
However he had told the alpha whenever and where ever he wished. He couldn't
already go back on his word if he wanted the alpha to keep his. "I swear you
will be the death of me."

 "Is that a yes?" Bill breathed out, his breath warm and moist on Dipper's
neck.

 "Yes" Dipper whispered, yelping out when Bill pushed him off his lap and spun
him around to lean over the mahogany wood of the table top. So much for
foreplay. His heart was nearly drumming out of his chest with fear and
excitement. This was only the second time they would be having sex and he was
scared but his member was still rock hard in response to his alpha's heavy,
heated scent.

 Moving Dipper's bathing suit bottom out of the way for access to his puckered
hole, Bill slowly inserted two fingers inside to make sure the slender boy was
wet enough to take him without stretching first. "I think somebody wants this
as much as I do. You're practically dripping."

 Dipper wanted to smack the smugness out of Bill's voice, but the only sound to
leave him were small breathless whimpers. Why did just two fingers feel so
amazing? Oh right, the pleasure rings. They were alive and inflamed from his
alpha's sexual enblazed scent. His mate continued to finger fuck him until he
was mewling loudly and his legs were trembling. He nearly cried when he
suddenly found himself empty, his insides throbbing with need. "B-bill" he
looked over his shoulder at his husband, pushing his chest to the table and
lifting his ass into the air to entice the blond.

 The alpha growled at the sight of beautiful submission before him. His heavy
arousal pressed against his lover but he didn't push himself in just yet. "Look
at you, all quaking and spread for me. Are you so eager?" Bill asked, running
his claws down the other's back hard enough to leave red welts, but gentle
enough not to break the skin.

 "Y-Yes." Dipper whined. "I w-want you. Take me alpha. P-please." Dipper
pressed back, rubbing his ass against Bill's engorged cock. "Fill me up, own
me." The teen cried out when Bill plunged himself deep with one thrust. It hurt
a little, not being properly stretched, but with each pleasure ring being
stimulated by the large dick the pain didn't hold a flame next to the
immeasurable pleasure. Even with the alpha unmoving inside him, letting him
adjust, the throbbing cock against so many erroneous zones made his body thrum
pleasantly. Feeling like this,  the omega couldn't remember why he had ever
been afraid of sex.

 "You feel incredible." Bill told the brunette a little breathlessly as he
began moving in and out of his mate at a leisurely pace, reveling in tight hold
around him. Pushing his head through each ring sent extra jolts through his
body and it was even more euphoric on the pull. "Fuck, Dipper." he groaned out
quickly becoming addicted to the feeling only this boy could grant him by way
of the claim. "So good." Bill drawled out, his pace still slow and exploratory.
"I'm going to fuck you several times a day." Reaching his hand around he
slipped his hand into the front of Dipper's bathing suit and pulled out his
dick from the fabric to stoke it skillfully. His omega's sounds of pleasure
only served to fuel him further. Folding his body over the smaller one he
whispered in his ear. "You like it when I touch you. I alone make you feel this
good."

 "YES! Y-YES." Dipper cried out, cumming with only a few strokes of his
hardness. The multiple simulation was just too much. Bill wasn't near done
though and the omega found himself sobbing with how over worked his nerves
were. His cock didn't even have time to grow flaccid as he wasn't able to come
down from his high. He had already been pushed past heaven. How far could one
person's rapture go? "I-Ive cum." he hiccuped out, wanting to collapse.

 "Good." Bill growled out, nipping at the earlobe peeking out from beneath wild
brown curls. "I'm going to make you cum again and again. You're orgasms will be
so good you will forget all other alphas exist."

 Dipper's blunt nails scratched at the wooden table top, looking for purchase
as his body was rocked unforgivingly against the hard surface. Tears streamed
down his cheeks and a puddle of drool collected beneath his chin as he moaned
and spoke out incoherently. At some point after cumming a second time the omega
found two of Bill's fingers in his mouth and he greedily sucked them, swirling
his tongue over the long appendages.

 Pinpricks of ink began to invade the corners of Bill's vision. Even with
thrusting as leisurely as he was, he was nearing orgasm. The alpha prided
himself in being able to control his body and time his release but with his
omega clenched so tightly around him and the extra friction the rings provided
he was being pushed over the edge regardless. The wet mouth on his fingers
didn't help either, tasting him like the teen could get enough of his flavor.
With a growl of arousal Bill began to pick up the pace, slamming into the body
beneath him with so much force that the one side of the table was being moved
forward an inch at a time; the wood legs making an obnoxious noise as it
scraped against the stone floor. His free hand once more worked his lover's
throbbing length while his mouth sucked dark hickies  into the uninjured side
of Dipper's neck. Any possible words were replaced with low grunts and sinful
moans as the alpha lost himself in sex. He barely registered that his mate came
a final time right before emptying himself into the small boy, his hips
stuttering to a stop as electric currents of pleasure racked through his body.


 Pulling out of Dipper with a wet sound, Bill dropped back into his chair
exhausted. With slightly trembling fingers he reached down and pulled his
bathing suit back up over his hips. No sooner had he accomplished the task when
his omega took a seat on his lap.

 "So no more flirting with other omegas, right"  Dipper asked a bit
breathlessly, wrapping his arms around his alpha's neck.

 Reaching around his husband Bill hooked his fingers under the lip of the table
and pulled it back into it's proper place. Once happy with the alignment he
took the other male into his embrace. "No, not when you've seduced me so
spectacularly." He tried his fingers over  Dipper's ribs. "I didn't think you
had it in you to be so manipulative."

 "Neither did I." Dipper said honestly, tilting his head up and leaning forward
to erase the space between their lips. The kiss was slow and easy, neither of
them having much energy after their exercise. "I guess you bring out the hidden
pieces of me."  He was undecided if it was for the better or worse.

 "Sorry to interrupt." The island girl padded into the room holding a tray on
her shoulders with both their plates and some fruity looking cocktails in a
hurricane glasses. She placed Bill's plate in front of him and hesitated with
Dipper's, her eyes flittering between both sides of the table.

 "You can put it next to mine. He'll be eating dinner while sitting on my lap."


 The girl nodded, emptying the rest of her tray. "Of course." Clear relief was
written on her face when she realized she was no longer inadvertently becoming
between the new mates. Bowing, she took her leave after promising to check on
them soon.

 "How's your happy meal?" Bill asked after they ate in silence for a bit. "I'm
sorry it didn't come with a toy, but if you're a good boy we can break out the
ones I brought later."

 Dipper nearly choked on his chicken fingers "Oh My God! I just lost my
virginity three days ago. Let me get used to having sex before you introduce
toys into the mix."

 Finishing off his cocktail, Bill was already feeling a pleasant buzz. He was
pleased the staff remembered he likes his drinks strong. "You are so vanilla."
he smirked into Dipper's neck when his lips, cold from the frosty liquor, made
the teen shiver deliciously from his kiss. "Don't worry, a few months with me
and I will have you so twisted up that nothing will be off limits."

 "I'm not. Worried, that is." He was. terrified, in fact, of becoming nothing
more than a glorified sex doll that begged for his alpha's cock like a pathetic
smitten omega. Dipper could already feel himself growing hard and wet in
response to Bill's mouth on his sensitive throat. "I am willing try whatever
you want, I am just asking that you ease me into new things. Let me test the
waters."

 His food forgotten about in favor of nibbling on Dipper's shoulder, Bill
rubbed circles over sharp hip bones with teasing fingers. "mmm, but isn't it
best to just dive right in to get used to the water's temperature? Besides,
with us things will be hot. I promise it will feel good, you will be
comfortable in no time."

 If their tryst earlier was any indication then Dipper was sure his alpha was
correct. One positive about the claim was that it made sex with his mate
incredible. Even now his body yearned to have the man inside him. Pushing his
plate away, he turned around in his husbands lap and kissed Bill's lips like he
tasted better than the food he just ate.  Dipper didn't want to be subservient
nor be a sex toy for his alpha but right now he wanted  sex and lots of it.
This was his honeymoon after all. Fuck it.
Chapter End Notes
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***** Burning *****
Chapter Summary
     Dipper experiences his first heat off of his suppressors.
Chapter Notes
     Oh look, a chapter.
     Warnings: smut.
     Also I am sorry, but this isn't overly edited so mistakes might be
     abundant. I just really wanted to get a chapter out.
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The school library smelled like fresh paper and ink layered atop the mustier
smell of older and slowly decaying books, and a hint of the chemical used to
keep the room clean from the germs of teenagers; some of which had less than
better hygiene habits. Dipper, however, loved the smell. For someone whom
enjoyed reading and learning It was familiar and comforting and it wrapped
around him like a warm blanket on a cold winter’s night. Inhaling slowly and
deeply the omega rummaged through his backpack trying to decide on what subject
to use his study period for. He paused when he heard his name called and looked
up to find two popular omegas whose names he couldn’t remember.
 
“Hey Mason.” The ginger, female omega cooed as she took a seat at his table. “I
just love your outfit. You’ve been so fashionable lately.”
 
“Yeah.” The pretty and tall male omega chimed, also sliding into a chair to sit
with his friend and Dipper. “Where did you get your dress?”
 
“Uh.” Dipper stared at the two for a second, not sure why these two were given
him their attention when in the past they wouldn’t have even given him the time
of day. “I don’t know. My husband picked out my wardrobe for me.” A red, form
fitting, knee length, pencil dress with matching red stiletto heels was not
something the omega would have chosen to wear himself, especially for school,
but seeing as his closet was filled with only similar items he didn’t have much
of a choice. Not to mention the cosmetics he wore now almost every day at
Bill’s request.
 
“What a thoughtful alpha” The female cooed, resting her chin upon her steepled
fingers while her friend nodded in agreement. “You’re so lucky to have such a
generous husband. I bet your closets are filled with tons of name brand
clothes. I would love to see it sometime.”
 
Dipper was saved from having to answer as Pacifica and Mabel reached the table.
“I’m sure you would Clara.” Answered Pacifica with a glare and a hand on her
hip. “Any way to weasel your way into the Cipher house hold.”
 
“Rude.” Responded Clara. “I’m just trying to make friends with Mason.”
 
“So that he can introduce you to other rich alphas I’m sure. I can appreciate
the need for a good mate but not at the expense of my future brother in law.
You had no desire to be friends with him before he married Cipher and even made
fun of him behind his back before so don’t even try to pretend you have any
real interest in his wellbeing.” Pacifica nudged Clara’s seat with her foot.
“Now move it so that Dipper’s real friends can sit with him.”
 
“Whatever. Come on Taylor.” The ginger motioned to her friend. “Mason, we’ll
see you later.”
 
“Not if I can help it.” Pacifica called after the two omega’s as they left,
taking her spot in one of the vacated seats.
 
Mabel chuckled at her fiancée. “Harsh.” She said plopping down into a chair.
 
“Someone has to protect Dipper from all these users and fakes. Lord knows
Dipper is too socially awkward to tell them to get lost on his own.” Pacifica
explained as she pulled out her math textbook and note paper.
 
“You’re not wrong.” Mabel agreed.
 
“Ok.” Said Dipper. “You can stop talking about me like I’m not here.”
 
“Sorry.” Apologized the blond omega. “How are you holding up with married life
in the fast lane.” What she really wanted to ask was how Dipper was handling
being in a marriage he didn’t want with a husband he didn’t love.
 
The male teen shrugged his shoulders. “It’s…different. Home doesn’t feel like
home yet and I feel more like a guest than a member of the household. The house
staff are nice but they nor Bill let me do anything for myself. It’s weird not
being able to leave the house without a driver and a bodyguard, who waits for
me even outside of the school.  Paparazzi are always snagging pictures of me
and I even catch fellow schoolmates sneaking photos from time to time with
their phones, not to mention the attention from other students like you just
saw. I don’t know who is trying to be sincere and who is trying to use me for
my new status. I’m not used to being in the spot light and its kind of
overwhelming.”
 
Pacifica nodded sympathetically while Mabel frowned. “It sounds like you’re
unhappy Dipp-dot.com.” The alpha said softly.
 
“No, No, not at all.” Dipper spit out, trying to appease his sister. He wanted
her to believe he was ok. That he was content with his marriage. “It’s just a
lot of change at one time. Bill is great and supper attentive to my needs. He
works a lot, like a super lot more than I thought he would, but he still makes
time for me in his busy schedule. Like he watches sci-fi movies with me even
though he has no real interest in them, and we have in-depth conversations
about everything from food to physics, and he listens to me ramble on about
cryptids and doesn’t make fun of me for believing in aliens or ghosts. And he
is really, really good in bed…I’m rambling now. I didn’t mean to say that last
part out loud.”
 
Pacifica nodded sympathetically while Mabel frowned. “It sounds like you’re
unhappy Dipp-dot.com.” The alpha said softly.
 
“No, No, not at all.” Dipper spit out, trying to appease his sister. He wanted
her to believe he was ok. That he was content with his marriage. “it’s just a
lot of change at one time. Bill is great and supper attentive to my needs. He
works a lot, like a super lot more than I thought he would, but he still makes
time for me in his busy schedule. Like, he watches sci-fi movies and paranormal
documentaries with me even though he has no real interest in them, and we have
in-depth conversations about everything from food to physics, and he listens to
me ramble on about cryptids and doesn’t make fun of me for believing in aliens
or ghosts. And he is really, really, good in bed…I’m rambling now. I didn’t
mean to say that last part out loud.”
 
Mabel laughed out loud at her brother’s prudish behavior. “It’s ok to like sex
Dipper, besides successful relationships usually depend upon it.”
 
“Yeah.” The brunette omega replied with a blush. “I just wish it usually
happened when I was more awake and that it wasn’t so rushed. More often than
not Bill is pushing up on me after midnight when he gets home from the office.
He is already naked and I’m awoken to my clothes being roughly removed.
Sometimes it’s over before I can even process what happened. Next thing I know
he is snoring in my ear and I’m wide awake.”
 
“Dipper that’s not cool, how is he even getting your consent if you are waking
up to a dick already in your ass.”
 
“Pacifica!” Mabel squealed. “How uncouth. Though It’s nice to know my quality
manners are rubbing off on you.”
 
It didn’t really matter if and when Dipper wanted to have sex. As a mated omega
it was his responsibility to please his alpha. Luckily for him he didn’t ever
feel the need to refuse Bill. His alpha was gorgeous and did make him feel good
but the circumstances could be better. “I don’t mind and I think if I told him
no that he would respect my wishes. I just…Sometimes…it just feels like we are
fucking instead of making love. He works so much and even though he tries to
make at least a few hours a week just for me it’s not enough. Before we were
married he told me he would be home every night around five or six and now it’s
early if he comes in before 10:00. I try to wait up for him, doing homework and
playing video games and whatnot, but usually I fall asleep before he gets in. I
still wouldn’t mind it if the weekends were ours but on Saturday he is in the
office until the afternoon and then it’s off to dinner parties or events with
potential clients, and those just stress me out because I am afraid of
embarrassing Bill because I am clearly not high class. Sundays, he tries to
make that just about me but he still takes calls and works on reports if we are
watching movies. I just feel…neglected… not as important as his work or
status.”
 
“Dipper…” Mabel said her brother’s name sadly. “have you told him how you
felt?”
 
The boy shook his head negatively, his curls bouncing softly as he did so. “He
is working so hard and I know he is doing it for me and our future family. It
would be selfish and childish of me to bother him with my petty feelings. I
don’t want him to think I am ungrateful, especially when he is doing so much. I
appreciate everything he does for me. I just wish he would let me help. I’ve
looked through his stuff and there is plenty of reports, data compilation,
other tasks I could do to help him and it would be good experience for when I
go to college. With me helping there would be more time for us to spend
together. When I brought it up he just pat my head and told me it wasn’t
anything I needed to bother myself with.”
 
Pacifica flipped through a couple pages in her text book, lying to herself that
she was going to get some homework done during study period. “Regardless, your
feelings are important and Cipher needs to listen to them. I don’t want to hear
you talk about your desires like they don’t matter. You are not a typical omega
so don’t act like one just because you married some old school alpha. When he
bares his teeth, making demands or whatnot, you bare your teeth right back. Do
you hear me?”
 
Dipper gave a small nod and offered a shy smile. “I’ll try.” He wasn’t as
strong an omega as Pacifica and didn’t have an alpha as liberal as Mabel. Of
course he wanted to be in control of his own life but in marrying Cipher he had
accepted the fact that he was likely to bend to Bill’s whims. It was the nature
of the beast whether he liked it or not.
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Not but a week or two later found Dipper once again in school. As a model
student he listened attentively to his professors and took detailed notes of
their lectures even though, as intelligent as he was, it was all information he
already knew. There was something enjoyable in the methodic task of filtering
though information and transcribing it into organized formats in his notebook.
Today though, he found himself distracted and uncomfortable, often pausing in
his work to zone out in indiscernible amounts of time only to come to with
confusion about what he had been doing. He thought that perhaps he was coming
down with something but he didn’t feel overly sick. Perhaps a little feverish,
and too tight in his own skin, but nothing else really. Something was wrong
though. He just didn’t feel himself.
 
“Omega Cipher, are you all right?” Apparently his teacher also noticed his
discomfort.
 
“I…I’m not sure.” He said honestly, his earth colored eyes settling on the
professors concerned expression.
 
“Perhaps you should go to the nurse, just to be safe. Let me write you up a
slip.” The last thing she needed to be held accountable for was Alpha Cipher’s
mate getting sick in her class. Perhaps the teen was pregnant. Frankly, the
beta woman wasn’t sure why Mason continued to attend school now that he was
married to such an influential and financially well off alpha. The odd quirks
off the rich, she supposed.
 
Taking the bright green slip to the nurse’s office Dipper relayed his symptoms
to the young man-an omega like himself. He found himself adding to his list in
just the time it took to get there. The office was on the other side of the
school but not far enough that he should feel this much worse. His slight fever
had become a raging inferno and it felt like his entire body was on fire. His
groin felt like it was twisting itself into knots and his skin felt overly
sensitive. The omega Nurse-Peter it read on his staff ID badge-nodded
sympathetically until Dipper finished talking.
 
“I just don’t know what’s wrong with me.” The student concluded.
 
“Luckily I don’t think you have anything to worry about, but just to confirm
are you currently on heat suppressers?”
 
“No.” Dipper responded cautiously coming to the correct conclusion before Peter
confirmed it.
 
“Then I can safely say you are entering your heat cycle. I am going to write
you out for the next two or three days and you can come back to school once
your symptoms have subsided. Should I call your Alpha to come get you?”
 
“No, he’s at work. I’ll have my driver take me to him. Thanks.”
 
Class was just letting out as Dipper made his way out of the building. The
halls weren’t overly busy yet, but almost every alpha and beta turned to Dipper
with hungry eyes, their lust evident. As a Cipher he knew he was safe but
regardless he picked up his pace. Once outside his bodyguard, Eightball, was at
his side like a shadow. The omega didn’t miss how the tall Latino drew in a
sharp breath and how his body stiffened.
 
“That time in your cycle, huh?” Eightball asked with a grimace.
 
Dipper responded with a simple “Yeah.”
 
“Best to get you to your mate then.” Eightball pulled Dipper along with a
strong grip on his bony bicep making the small brunette have to run to keep up
with his longer strides. The bodyguard didn’t mean to be rough but the omega’s
heat enhanced scent smelled delectable. If he wasn’t a civilized creature and
Dipper didn’t belong to Cipher, he would most certainly have his way with the
slender boy. It wasn’t that he couldn’t control himself but Dipper’s beauty and
heat scent were a dangerous combination. Eightball was sure he had never
smelled something so perfect and addictive before. It invaded his senses like a
drug, forcing arousal on him and clouding his judgement. His instincts were
screaming at him to challenge Cipher and impregnate the omega. Eightball
breathed out a sigh of relief when they made it to the limo.
 
Soos, whom had been leaning on the car and reading a comic book, quickly
discarded it in favor of running up to Dipper and taking over for Eightball,
who didn’t look any better than Dipper. Relieved of his duty the bodyguard made
his way to the passenger side of the limo where the partition would luckily
block out the brunette’s scent.
 
“You ok there buddy?” asked Soos, concerned with Dipper’s heated skin, flushed
cheeks, and trembling body.
 
“Yeah.” Dipper nodded his head and leaned into Soos’ side as the chauffeur
helped him the rest of the way to the car. The large man brought him comfort
and he felt a safety he didn’t feel with many other betas and alphas. “I’m just
entering my heat.”
 
“Gotcha dude. You know s’is funny,” Soos chuckled. “I can smell heats like any
other person but they don’t affect me like everyone else. At first it made me
feel self-conscious, like I was broken or something, but then I met Melody and
she made me feel better bout it.” The rotund man paused only to open the limo
door for his charge and helped him climb in. “She said she liked it because I
wouldn’t accidently cheat on her if confronted with an unmasked potent heat
perfume.” Shrugging his shoulders, he gave a one last “Weird.” Before shutting
Dipper into the automobile.
 
Dipper tried to think about what an enigma the beta was but he was too
uncomfortable to do anything other than focus on his heat. Pulling out his
phone he dialed Bill’s cell.
 
“Dipper, sweetheart, is this an emergency? I’m about to go into a meeting.”
 
“Alpha.” Dipper whined, pawing at his erection, through the soft fabric of his
red dress, that sprang up after thinking of Bill. “I’m so uncomfortable. I need
you.”
 
There was a pause on the other end and Dipper whimpered, adjusting his bottom
against the seat as his lubrication glands jumped into overdrive.
 
“Are…are you in heat?” Bill finally spoke.
 
“Yes alpha.” Dipper cried out miserably. “Everything is too hot and too tight
and I need your cooling touch. I need you inside me; to calm the fire.” The boy
was near tears and if he was in a normal frame of mind would laugh at himself
for how he was acting. As it was hormones were flooding his brain and body and
all he could think about was his alpha releasing him from this pain.
 
“Shhhh” Bill cooed over the line. “Are you being brought here or home?”
 
“Your work. I can’t wait for you to get home. It hurts. I need you.” The wanton
omega repeated, touching himself but unable to find enough pleasure in it. “I
need you.”
 
“I know baby. Come right up when you get here. I’ll have Hector reschedule my
meetings for the next few days. I’ll mate you once in the office it should be
enough to hold you off until we make it home. OK? I’ll take good care of you
during your heat. It will be just us, no work. I promise.”
 
“Ok.”
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Bill looked up from the paperwork on his desk when his assistant, Thomas,
opened one of the double doors to his office.
 
“You have a guest here to see you.” Thomas said with his signature smile, full
of large white teeth and fat canines 
 
Dipper ducked under the man’s outstretched arms, managing to kick off his high
heels and unzipper his dress as he made his way to his alpha across the room.
Thomas licked his lips as he watched the young omega bare his smooth back,
pulling his arms from his dress.
 
Bill cleared his throat loudly, grabbing his assistant’s attention. “Thank you
Teeth, please take your leave now and see that no one bother’s us.”
 
“Right.” The shorter alpha replied with a pout. “I’ma gonna take my lunch break
now. Have fun.” Thomas finished before closing the door.
 
“Alpha.” The brunette whined, stumbling completely out of his dress just before
making it to the large desk and leaving him only in black lacy panties
decorated with red frills and tiny red bows.
 
The older man pushed his chair back and held his arms out for his sweet scented
mate. “Come, my little pup, let me take care of you.” Bill was surprised when
instead of walking around the wooden obstacle, Dipper climbed atop the desk and
settled his rump on the edge, closest to his target; papers crinkling under his
weight or falling to the floor with a flutter. Reaching forward he grabbed Bill
by his silk tie and pulled the man to stand between his spread legs for a
hurried kiss. The omega hummed happily at the taste of his alpha upon his
tongue. Wrapping his slender legs around Bill’s waist he pulled them closer
together. Bill moaned into his mouth at the friction, delighting Dipper with
the sound and vibrations.
 
One dark hand was planted firmly on the desk for support while the other roamed
the omega’s flawless back. His lips moved from Dipper’s mouth to nip at his jaw
and over his claim mark, making the teenager keen and further bare his neck.
Into things are they were neither hardly startled when there was a short
rapping on the door and Arthur let himself in with his eyes glued to a
financial report.
 
“Mr. Cipher, I have those financial analysis reports you were looking for.”
 
“Leave it on the side table there, as you can see I am a bit disposed at the
moment.” Bill had the respect to try and pull away from the heat intoxicated
omega, but Dipper was having none of it and clung tighter as he began to loosen
Bill’s tie to start working on the buttons of the white dress shirt. In any
other state Dipper would have been embarrassed that his father had walked in on
him, only in his underwear and seducing his husband, but currently the only
thing he could think about was getting Bill naked and sitting on his dick.
“First heat.” The alpha replied with an apologetic smile.
 
Arthur looked akin to a fish out of water, wide eyed and mouth sputtering
without a sound, and had to stop himself from grabbing Dipper and removing him
from the wolf’s embrace. Bill was his son’s husband, he had to remind himself,
and Dipper clearly wanted this as was evidence by his lips pressing kisses to a
freshly exposed dark chest. “O-of course.” Arthur stuttered. “Sorry to have
intruded.” Quickly the man let himself out, closing the door behind him and
wondering if he would end up with a grandchild soon. He was too young for this,
he thought with a shake of his head.
 
Alone again, Dipper pushed Bill off of him to shove him down in his chair. The
Omega hopped into his alpha’s lap and messed his hands through the styled
undercut, while kissing Bill roughly. Tongues danced and teeth scraped in wet,
hot, need. His hips ground down with fevered urgency and Dipper tore his mouth
away to sink to his knees, nipping a trail down Bill’s hard cut chest and
abdomen, stopping every once and awhile to lave at the skin with his tongue
after a hard bite. Once at the waist of black dress pants Dipper was over
foreplay and quickly undid the garment, sinking his fingers in to pull them off
Bill in such a way it was as if they personally offended him. Standing, Dipper
looked over Bill’s perfectly sculpted body, his golden chest-partially hidden
by his open dress shirt- heaved with desire for his mate. The brunette felt a
swell of pride that this Adonis belonged to him and him alone. Maybe it was his
heat speaking but he found himself thinking he was the luckiest omega in the
world to have such an alpha as Bill Cipher.
 
“Alpha” he cooed breathlessly as Bill gipped his hips and placed open mouth
kisses on his slightly concaved belly. “I need more” Dipper whined. Climbing
once more onto the alpha’s lap Dipper moved aside his underwear, not bothering
to remove them.
 
“Don’t you want me to prepare you firs—nngh” Bill’s question was answered when
Dipper slid his slick, and dripping, hole over the swollen, throbbing cock. If
possible, inside Dipper was hotter than usual and his rings were swollen to
fullness making him tighter than anything Bill had ever experienced with anyone
before. Not to mention the moan of pleasure that was ripped from Dipper’s
throat just from sinking onto him; it was such a turn on. Dipper was always
vocal, but these animalistic noises, needy and euphoric, where something else.
Bill felt like he had left earth and had entered heaven.
 
Bill could hardly catch his breath with the way his mate was riding him. 
Dipper was usually receptive to him but he was still shy when it came to sex.
The teenager was eager to please when Bill requested his services and it clear
by the way he moaned and his body shivered at his alpha's touch but Dipper did
not initiate it.  The omega's enthusiasm was overwhelming and the blond had to
admit it was hot. Heat inflicted Dipper was something Bill could get used to.
 
With his hands roaming his mate's smooth body, mouth's on each other's skin,
the tugging at his hair from thin fingers, and the suffocating heat on Bill's
member, the alpha found himself reaching orgasm much sooner than usual.
 
"No, no,no,no." Dipper muttered when he felt hot ejaculate splash against his
inner walls. He was so close. He needed release, how could he do that if Bill
had cum before him?
 
Sensing his distress through their bond, the alpha reached between them and
gripped Dipper's swollen cock. Slamming himself down on Bill, before he had a
chance to deflate, and the blond’ s tight hold around him was enough to push
Dipper over the edge. His hips stuttered to a stop and his vision went white
while his body jerked with each spurt of cum that painted his and his mate’s
abdomen and heaving chests. Momentary relief from the heat flooded him as he
experienced the most potent orgasm of his short sexual life.
 
"Alpha" Dipper whispered out between sloppy kisses to his alpha's lips. "You
are amazing" He kissed Bill's cheek. " You make me feel so good." He nipped
along his chin. "I am so lucky to have you." He sucked a red mark on Bill's
neck, feeling the warm tingling in his belly already starting to return. He had
a half hour at most before the heat hit him full blast again. "I want to please
you, for you to use my body and wreck me thoroughly, to make it so the only
name I can remember is yours."
 
The alpha chuckled lowly "Let's get you home first and then I promise to
utterly destroy you." Bill was already getting hard from Dipper's kisses and
the feeling of this damp skin on his fingertips as he leisurely traced along a
prominent spine.   "Though you might come to regret it when you can't walk
properly."
 
"I won't" Dipper sighed as he ran his hands up and down his alpha's strong
chest, his finger nails brushing over dark nipples and teasing them into
firmness.
 
He did. Three days later, after his heat was exhausted, he was sore and tired.
It hurt to walk and his body was covered in bruised hickey's and scratches.
Even his dick hurt from how often it had been sucked and how many times his
muscles had convulsed in orgasm. Bill of course didn't fare much better but he
wore it like an award, proud of the marks Dipper had left on him, whereas the
omega just wanted to lay in bed and hide until he felt better. Unfortunately,
he had to get up. Stupid school. Stupid post heat. Stupid Alpha.
Chapter End Notes
     I am so sorry it took me so long to get a chapter out. It's probably
     going to be slow going from here but I promise as long as people keep
     commenting and telling me they want this to continue then I will
     finish it.
     I wish I had more time and energy to write, but as my daughters get
     older life gets more complicated, especially when the one is having
     psychiatric problems. It's heartbreaking when your (barley) seven
     year old physically harms them self in fits of rage and says they
     want to kill themselves. We are to have her treated by behavioral
     health so hopefully things will get better. She exhibits many signs
     of bipolar disorder but health professionals are very wary of
     diagnosing psychiatric disorders at such a young age.
     I do love writing but I have to be able to get myself into an
     "writer's zone" and it's hard to do when I have so many other things
     crowding my mind. That being said, thank you so much to everyone who
     has stuck with me, commenting and leaving kudos. It means the world
     to me and gives me motivation. I can't believe this thing has gotten
     over 1000 kudos. It's so awesome. You guys, the readers, are the
     bomb.com.
     I would like to say I'll have the next chapter out soon, but I need
     to get another chapter out for "Addicted" and then I'll come back to
     this and ping pong back and forth between them, until they are
     finished.
     Love you all.
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