Gravity Falls Fic: Wendip, skin(nydipping)
Jan. 7th, 2019 07:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
anysinFor a prompt at Tumblr. Wendip, ambiguous ages, sleazy Wendy, slight NSFW.
Going skinny-dipping with Wendy is either the worst or the best idea Dipper has ever had.
“Come on, Dipper!”
He never thought she’d actually agree to it, but there she is, stripping down to her underwear without a second thought right under Dipper’s eyes. Of course, he is taking his clothes off too because that’s just fair; yet, he can’t help but take it slow, folding his clothing neatly before setting it to the ground. Well, he would probably be folding it anyway, but now he takes extra care to do so.
“Man, I hope those stories about gnomes stealing your clothes aren’t true! It would suck if we’d have to walk home naked all the way from here.”
“What? Don’t say stuff like that!”
“Heh, sorry!”
He also can’t help but turn his back on Wendy when it’s time to take his boxers off, which he sort of regrets one he senses her eyes on his ass. On one hand, it’s flattering; she could easily think he’s gross and never look in his direction again. On the other hand, she’s looking at his ass.
“You’re such a gentleman, Dipper,” Wendy says, which makes Dipper feel ashamed; he wouldn’t have minded looking at her body if he only hadn’t been so embarrassed of his own. But now that he knows she appreciates it, his gentlemanliness, he keeps his back turned to her until she has walked into the water, and only then does he turn around.
It doesn’t occur to him she’ll get a perfect view to his groin until he sees her staring at it, and smiling.
“Not bad, Dipper!” She grins, splashing water in his direction. “Come on, now, it’s not too cold!”
“I’m coming!”
He is so glad he’s not speaking in double entendres.
Going skinny-dipping with Wendy is either the worst or the best idea Dipper has ever had.
“Come on, Dipper!”
He never thought she’d actually agree to it, but there she is, stripping down to her underwear without a second thought right under Dipper’s eyes. Of course, he is taking his clothes off too because that’s just fair; yet, he can’t help but take it slow, folding his clothing neatly before setting it to the ground. Well, he would probably be folding it anyway, but now he takes extra care to do so.
“Man, I hope those stories about gnomes stealing your clothes aren’t true! It would suck if we’d have to walk home naked all the way from here.”
“What? Don’t say stuff like that!”
“Heh, sorry!”
He also can’t help but turn his back on Wendy when it’s time to take his boxers off, which he sort of regrets one he senses her eyes on his ass. On one hand, it’s flattering; she could easily think he’s gross and never look in his direction again. On the other hand, she’s looking at his ass.
“You’re such a gentleman, Dipper,” Wendy says, which makes Dipper feel ashamed; he wouldn’t have minded looking at her body if he only hadn’t been so embarrassed of his own. But now that he knows she appreciates it, his gentlemanliness, he keeps his back turned to her until she has walked into the water, and only then does he turn around.
It doesn’t occur to him she’ll get a perfect view to his groin until he sees her staring at it, and smiling.
“Not bad, Dipper!” She grins, splashing water in his direction. “Come on, now, it’s not too cold!”
“I’m coming!”
He is so glad he’s not speaking in double entendres.
