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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[It's worth it, in the end, worth all the coaxing, all the convincing, certainly worth the exertion and the soreness creeping into her hips and her lower back. It's worth every moment of it, to see Stan arch underneath her, to hear him cry out her name in that strangled voices that's near-unintelligible. To feel his cock throbbing under her stomach with the waves of his orgasm. She murmurs praise in his ear, stilling inside him for now, until he's come down enough that she can move again.]

You did so good, honey. [She presses a kiss to his jawline.] I love you.

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[At some point his arms give out and flop to either side of him. His vision comes back slowly, spots fading as he finally breathes consciously. It takes him a long moment to realize she still has the dildo inside him, and he shudders when he flexes around it and sends another shock up his spine. It’s a long moment before he’s come back enough to speak, but he gives her a dopey smile at her praise.]

I love you too, Lei’.

[At least that’s become easy to say.]

Slide on up here, it’s your turn.

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[When he comes back to himself, Leia slowly eases her hips back, pulls out of him, returns his dopey smile with one of her own—until he tells her it's her turn, and her eyebrows shoot up in amusement.]

This was supposed to be about you, y'know.

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[He shivers when he feels the dildo slide slowly out of him, oversensitive already.

His eyes are already closed, and he's pretty sure he can't move.]

It'd make me real happy to get you off too.

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[There's a soft jingling of hardware as she unbuckles the harness and tosses the whole rig off the side of the bed, before stretching back out and snuggling up next to Stan.]

Later. You look like you're about to pass out.

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[He huffs.]

Not passing out just... Sleepy.

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Either way. I can't have you—

[she snorts.]

Accidentally drowning.

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[That gets a sleepy snort of laughter out of him. He rolls onto his side to properly snuggle her, one arm flopping over her waist and his big nose snuffling into her hair.]

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[She smiles, letting her eyes drift shut as she feels Stan turn to snuggle closer to her. She's tired, too, from all that exertion; sleep sounds damn good right now. Head pillowed in her arm, she murmurs:]

Night, honey.

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Mmmn night sweetheart. Love you.