knock you down a peg

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[After the dust settles, after her own business is resolved, Leia finally gets to come and visit Gravity Falls. It's a quaint place, and different from how she'd imagined it, but she's surprised, come evening time, how much it reminds her of Endor. Tall trees framing the night sky, the late summer moon hung low in the sky. Mabel and Dipper left not two days ago, and the house is alarmingly quiet in their absence. But after everything, Leia's not complaining about silence. About being alone in a house with Stan, the crickets and frogs singing through the open windows.

She stretches out next to Stan in bed, the lamp next to them turned down low. One hand smooths through his hair, pushing it away from his forehead, and she kisses him on the nose.]

You know, I've been thinking.

[It's not hard, judging by the tone of her voice, exactly what topic she's been thinking about.]

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I can't believe Leia gets horny thinking about Endor

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[To say that Stan was happy to get to show Leia around the town that had, at some point, become his home was an understatement. He showed her the shack, and took her out into the forests (he'd had to punt a gnome that started trying to get a little too curious about her). The kids did most of the showing her around town, but he tagged along for that, too.

But now the kids had headed back to Piedmont, and this was starting to feel more like a honeymoon than a family gathering. Which was definitely not unwelcome.

He has an arm wrapped around her shoulders, fingers stroking idle patterns up and down her upper arm where she stretches out next to him.]

Oh yeah? [He raises an eyebrow curiously, a sly grin curling over his face.] What's on your mind, Starshine?

can you really not

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[She nods, slowly, eyes bright with a mischief he ought to recognize by now, and she spans a hand over his chest, fingers pushing through the thick carpet of hair that covers his torso. She's been thinking of a good way to broach this, but past experience has taught her that there's a very good way to Stan's heart.]

Well, you and I have had an awful lot of fun together, haven't we?

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[Not only does he recognize that look, but it hasn't led him astray yet. Her fingers pushing through his chest hair earns her a gravelly sigh that's halfway to a purr.]

You know it. [He chuckles, giving her a mischievous look right back.] You sound like you're up to something...

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Me? [She props herself up on one elbow, letting her palm slide lower, over the softness of his stomach, warm and familiar.]

Never. It's just...

[Here, she bends a little closer, lips brushing his earlobe in a kiss before she pulls back.]

You always make me feel so good. [Leia gives Stan a fond look.] With your big, strong hands...your mouth...

[That hand strays lower, gives him a quick squeeze through his boxers.]

I had an idea of how I could return the favor.

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[The comfortable, lazy sort of warmth that's settled over them as they lay there turns up a couple notches when her palm slides down his stomach, when she stretches out along his side and kisses at his earlobe.

The praise sends a sweet throb through him that concentrates under her squeezing hand.]

You always return the favor, sweetheart.

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Not like this.

[That hand doesn't move, but starts to stroke and caress him through his boxers. She's excited, but anxious as to how he'll respond when she eventually proposes what she's about to propose. She's tiptoeing around it for now so she doesn't spook him.]

What I'm thinking of would make us both happy, I think.

[Her eyes meet him, dark and liquid and full of want.]

But I need you to trust me.

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[He shifts his weight with a bitten-off sound when her hand wraps around his cock through his boxers. If he weren’t interested before, the look in her eyes would have been enough. His cock stirs in what feels like no time, punching a gasp out of him when their eyes meet.]

Always, Starshine, you know you ain’t gotta ask me that.

[She could take him by the cock and lead him off a cliff and he’d trust her.]

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[She gives him an approving smile, hearing him say that, and lets her fingers curl around him through the fabric of his boxers.]

Good. It makes me happy to hear you say that, honey.

[She makes a soft, happy sound, letting her head rest against his broad shoulder now, nuzzling into his neck.]

Have you ever been fucked, Stan?

[She asks it so casually, in a low purr of a voice, but really it's the most important question she needs to ask before they proceed.]

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[His hips shift toward her hand when she curls her fingers around him, and his cock throbs agonizingly, like liquid heat pooling in his groin. Slow and steady is always the best way to rile him up, he's not a frisky teenager anymore no matter how much she makes him feel like one sometimes.

He closes his eyes with an answering sound, settling into the rhythm of her hand stroking him. He can tell she's buttering him up for something, but if this is what he gets for it he'll wait and see how this goes.

And then she drops that bombshell of a question and his eyes snap back open.]

Uh... You mean through the... back door? Can't- can't say I have, sweetheart. Why you asking?

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[She's more than prepared for that reaction, and her free hand rubs over his cheek comfortingly, reassuring him. A light laugh comes from her throat.]

Yes, that's exactly what I mean. I know it's...unconventional.

[Her hand dips lower, cupping his balls, a gentle squeeze.]

But I wouldn't suggest it if I didn't think you'd like it.

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[A muscle in his thigh jumps when her hand gives his balls a gentle squeeze. It's not fair that she can somehow make the idea of putting something up his ass sound in any way appealing just because it's coming from her.]

What do you get out of it?

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[She lifts her head enough to fix him with a steady look.]

I get the satisfaction of watching you enjoy it, sweetheart. What more could I ask for than to show my honey a good time?

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[A shiver runs down his spine at the look she gives him, and he reaches up to push her hair from her face, then runs his hand down her back, his touch teasingly light.]

Alright, ya got me curious. You got a plan, kitten?

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[Leia hums softly, enjoying his touch, squirming a little into his fingertips, and nods.]

I was a general, honey. I've always got a plan.

[She sits up, reaching down to tug at the hem of her nightgown.]

And the first step is getting you out of those boxers.

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[That earns her a grin, same as Bossy Leia does.]

Yes Ma’am!

[He doesn’t know what he expected, still doesn’t imagine that she’s ready to go right this minute.

But he sheds his underwear, and then moves to help her shed her nightgown, which is really just an excuse to run his hands over her body as it’s revealed.]

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[Leia hums softly, approvingly, feeling his big hands slide up her sides, skim over the softest parts of her. Their clothes discarded, she stretches out again, half-atop him, and winds her arms around him. She's not about to go straight into it; he might have agreed to give it a try, but that doesn't give her license to dive right in. Instead, she curls her hand over his hip, rubbing gently, and kisses him, a slow and gentle thing that ramps up in intensity before very long.]

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[When she stretches out again half on top of him, his hands settle on her back, one trailing up and down her spine in response to her gentle hand rubbing at his hip. He pulls one leg up, spreading them for her while they kiss. As the kiss grows in intensity, he makes a rough, satisfied sound, one hand sliding down to get a handful of her behind and arch up to grind their hips together lazily.

Slow-paced but intense making out is probably one of his favorite ways to kill time, and he's definitely enjoying it plenty right now.]

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[This pace works just fine for her; easing into things never hurt anyone, and it's nice besides. She gasps, feeling his hand grab at her bottom, pulling her into him, and when she exhales it's with a low moan. The hand on his hip drifts down to his inner thigh, skimming over the skin there teasingly before it settles on his groin, palming over his cock, gentle but firm.]

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[Much as he doesn’t want to stop kissing her, the little gasp and soft moan makes him answer with a satisfied chuckle.

One that cuts off into a moan of his own when her hand settles over his cock. His cock twitches under her hand, and his hips press up into her touch, and he cups the back of her neck to bring her into a searing kiss.]

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[His reaction is exactly as she'd hoped; Leia kisses back eagerly, running her tongue across his lower lip, feeling the edges of his stubble on its tip before she tilts her head to deepen the kiss. Meanwhile, her free hand reaches off to the side, digging in the bedside drawer for the little bottle of lube that's taken up residence there.

Leia pulls back for only a moment, long enough to grin mischievously down at him as she squirts some of it onto her hand behind her back, and then leans back down to kiss into his jawline as her now slicked-up hand takes up residence on his cock again, stroking slowly.]

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[He fully immerses himself in the kiss, missing when her hand reaches off to the nightstand. And then she pulls back and he looks up at her, arching an eyebrow at that mischievous grin on her face.

When her slick hand closes around him, he gasps, head tilting back to expose more of his jaw to her kisses. His heart pounds, knowing what her slick hand has in store for him, nerves and the pleasure of her slick hand on his cock at war with one another.]

Hah... Y'really knew I couldn't say no to you, huh.

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[She grins into his pulse, thumb sliding over the head of Stan's cock, and huffs a laugh into his skin.]

You can still say no, Stan.

[Her fingers work lower, massaging the underside of his shaft, cupping his balls, all the while sucking a mark out on his skin, He can tell her to stop whenever he wants, but she's very much hoping he won't have cause to do so.]

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[His pulse is racing underneath her kisses, but when the kisses turn to determined sucking he makes a ragged noise like he’s just been stabbed, fidgeting underneath her with need.]

Do your worst, kitten.

[*He may regret that.]

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[That sound is all the encouragement she needs; his verbal encouragement is only the icing on the cake. Emboldened, she lets her fingers slip down to his taint, pressing gently, massaging into that spot, seeing if she can't stimulate his prostate while she's down there.]

That's my brave man. [Her voice is low and a little breathy with excitement as she offers him some encouragement.

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[He shifts under her to get comfortable as her fingers slide down past his balls and press and-

He sucks in a breath, back arching and a shiver running down his spine, the praise and the tone of her voice getting to him just as much as the fingers pressing against his taint.]