knock you down a peg

[hasit]

[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.]

Comments

[hasit]

[She grins, chuckling, and then pulls his legs up so his thighs are resting on hers, putting him in the perfect position for the taking.]

All in good time, honey.

[Just as promised, she reaches down and takes her cock by the base, nudging the glistening head of it against Stan's entrance.]

Just as long as you ask nicely.

[stanbyme]

[Every time she manhandles him, it catches him off guard in the best possible way. His skinny chicken legs are pretty easy to maneuver, but he hooks his ankles behind her when she puts them where she wants them.

Her cock nudges up against his hole, and a shiver runs down his spine.]

Fffuhh-- [He sucks in a breath and holds it, tipping his head back.] Ain't that a little backward, sweetheart, making me beg for something that was your idea?

[hasit]

[His reaction, his question, make her smile. A real smile, showing off her pearly whites, one that takes half her years off her just for a moment. Her hand presses the head of the dildo forward just enough that it begins to press into him, shallow and light, before she pulls back again.]

That was before I saw how eager you were for it. Besides, nothing wrong with good manners.

[stanbyme]

[...God, that smile is gorgeous. When he sees it, the heat of the moment fades and he indulges her with a sappy smile of his own.

And then she presses the head of the dildo into him, teasing, and pulls back again.]

Nnn! I'm eager for you to quit teasing an'-- [His face heats up, and the "fuck me" comes out mumbled.]

[hasit]

And—what was that, sweetheart? My hearing's not like it used to be.

[She's absolutely fucking with him at this point, but seeing him get so worked up is incredibly arousing in turn. She leans over him, still teasing at his entrance, under the pretense of hearing him better.]

[stanbyme]

[He covers his face with his hands with a groan. He can feel when she leans over him, warm and close to him, and it nudges her cock against his hole again.]

Fuck me. Fuck me already, alright?

[hasit]

[Oh, look at him, covering his face like an embarrassed teenager. She reaches up and gently pries his hands away so she can look him in the eye, whispers:]

Say please.

[stanbyme]

[He doubts she knows how much power she really has over him, how few people can bend him at a touch like she can. But when her hands cover his, he lets her pull them from his face without a fuss. His eyes can't help but meet hers, and her whisper sends a shiver down his spine.]

Make me.

[hasit]

[She could easily just give him what he wants, end his suffering (however brief it's been). But that would be far too easy, that would negate that she's trying to make a point. So instead, she pulls her hips back, far enough that the pressure at his entrance eases up and then disappears completely.]

I can wait. We have all night.

[stanbyme]

[He reaches up over his head, crossing his hands at the wrist.]

You don't do something with it, it's gonna go away. This circus tent don't stay up all night without some kind of attraction.

[being old means making bad jokes about what's not technically ED because he's been able to get it up just fine when needed, knock on wood.

Hehe. Wood.]

[hasit]

That's fine.

[It's not fine. She won't be having any of that. But she can't let that show. She smiles down at him, and reaches down to slip her index finger back into him, just up to the first knuckle.]

But I don't think you'll be happy leaving it at that.

[stanbyme]

[He's baiting a bear and he knows it. But when has he ever acted with self preservation ever, in his life.

He swallows hard when she slips her index finger back into him, enough to remind him she's there but not enough for him to get anything out of it.]

This was your idea, sweetheart.

[hasit]

You'll forgive me if I've grown used to getting what I want.

[She twinkles down at him, sliding that finger just a little deeper before she takes it away again.]

When you're a princess, people tend to tell you what you want to hear.

[stanbyme]

[He sucks in a breath when her finger slides deeper, tensing and then relaxing again when she takes it away.]

That- that so? I've never had the pleasure.

[hasit]

Of being a princess?

[She tilts her head, rakes her eyes over him admiringly.]

It's not all it's cracked up to be. I'd rather be a general any day. [Leia's hand runs up and down the inside of Stan's thigh.] Though it didn't exactly do wonders for my patience.

[stanbyme]

[He practically purrs at the admiring weight of her gaze, sucking in a breath to puff out his chest and preen for her like a very large, very hairy bird.]

Yeah? And what happens when you get impatient, sweetcheeks?

[hasit]

[God, he's adorable. She loves this man so, so much.]

Once upon a time, there might be yelling, or I might find myself with a blaster in hand. Now, though...

[She heaves a small sigh.]

I'm more liable to manhandle you a little.

[stanbyme]

[He doesn't need to say anything. The creeping grin and slow, sly eyebrow raise really say it all.

...But he's gonna say something because it's Stan.]

Yeah? Gonna manhandle me onto that pretty cock of yours?

[hasit]

You'd like that.

[A little thrill goes through her, hearing him talk like that. Time to switch strategies. She re-aligns herself, lines herself up, and starts to tease him with the head of her cock again.]

But first you have to say the magic word. Just one little word, Stanley.

[stanbyme]

[His breath hitches when her cock presses against his hole again.

But he's more stubborn than that.]

"Gimmee." [He holds up two fingers.] Two e's.

[hasit]

[She's visibly holding back laughter.]

Not quite, honey. You're so close, and then you can have all of me.

[stanbyme]

[No! Now he has a new trail to go haring down. He's off to get her to giggle.]

One e.

[hasit]

[She presses her lips together but there’s definitely a smile there.]

No, it’s definitely six letters.

[stanbyme]

“Fuckme.” All one word.

[hasit]

[That does it; she can't control the giggle that bubbles up from her throat; her laugh has the unintended effect of her hips jerking forward just a tiny bit.]

I admire your creativity, but not quite.