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Another day at the shack, same old same old. Stanley gives a tour of the mystery shack, Ivy with her fortune telling, for with his science experiments and the kids getting into trouble with the weirdness of gravity falls. Yeah life is pretty good.
“Hi Stanley”
"Heya doll~"
*Stan grinned as he placed a hand on Ivy’s waist and pulled her closer to him, looking down at her with that same charming smirk of his.*
Another slow day at the shack in the mid afternoon and no customer insight or some poor sucker to scam. He sighed as he nodded in agreement, his expression turning a bit bored
"Yeah...slow as usual. Ain't a single person out here besides you, me, Sixer and the brats."
“Brats? You means the kids that you secretly care deeply about”
"Ugh, you and your damn perception."
Stan grumbled under his breath, though a smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he looked away. Ivyknew he secretly loved those two kids as if they were his own.
“Well things are slow with me. The tourist are either too scared to read there fortune by me or they think I’m a vampire”
He chuckled at that, giving her hip a gentle squeeze.
"Still playing into that whole 'I'm a vampire' gimmick, huh?"
He teased, looking back at her with a smirk.
“Just because I dress a little dark doesn’t mean I’m a vampire. Although it would be nice to give that neck of yours a little bite.~” (wink)
Stan snorted at that, shaking his head with a smirk as he rolled his eyes playfully.
"Oh yeah? You wanna bite my neck, huh? I'd like to see you try, doll."
He teased right back, leaning down a bit so that he was whispering in Ivy’s ear, his breath warm against her skin. She stared at him and gave him her usual grins and nibble at his neck. Stan let out a small noise, a mix of surprise and a slight gasp, as he wasn't expecting her to actually nibble his neck. A shiver went down his spine as he tried to keep his composure, but it was clear that it caught him off guard.
"You're playin' a dangerous game, sweetheart."
He warned, his voice low and rough as he tried to ignore the heat slowly building up in his gut.
“At least this shows I’m not a vampire.”
He let out a breathless chuckle, his hand on her hip tightening slightly as he pulled her closer, his other hand gently grabbing her chin and tilting her head up so she was looking at him.
"Mhm, definitely not a vampire..."
He agreed, his eyes dark with lust as he looked down at Ivy, his thumb tracing her bottom lip.
“You know….. if the shack will be this slow for a while, we can close the shack early and go on a date. Been a while since we did one.”
Stan raised an eyebrow, a smirk slowly appearing on his face as he thought about her suggestion. He loved the idea of going on a date with Ivy, it'd been a while since he took her out, and his heart fluttered at the thought.
"That's not a bad idea, doll...you want me all to yourself for the night?"
He asked, his voice low and teasing, his grip on her chin still firm as he leaned in a bit closer.
“Well beside the shack and looking after the kids because of summer vacation.”
Stan let out a small groan, his head falling forward so that his forehead rested against Ivy's forehead.
"Damn, I keep forgettin' about the kids..."
He muttered, his hand on her hip moving to gently rub your lower back. He hated the idea of leaving the kids alone for the night, but a part of him really wanted to spend some alone time with her...
“Mmm I heard from the tourist that greasy’s is having a shindig, Couples only.”
Stan perked up at that, a sly grin appearing on his face as he looked down at her.
"A shindig, huh? Just for couples, huh?"
He chuckled, his grip tightening a bit more as he slowly started to get excited about the idea of going out with her to a place that was just for couples. It was a perfect opportunity for him to spend time with Ivy, without any distractions.
“Yes, you, me and no kids or Ford there. I’m hoping you still have those dance moves.~”
Stan let out a scoff, pretending to be offended by her words.
"Of course I still have my dance moves! You think I'd forget how to waltz or swing?"
He teased, gently spinning her around so that her back was against his chest, his hands resting on her hips as he started to sway with her a bit.
“Hahaha save that for tonight!”
Stan chuckled, his chest rumbling against her back as he continued to sway with her. He nuzzled his face into her neck, gently nipping at the sensitive skin there as he spoke in a low voice.
"You got it, doll. I'll save my moves for tonight...just for you~"
Being with Stan always makes Ivy feel relaxed when dealing with a stupid customers. When was the last time she went dancing with him? She hopes she still remembers some moves. Yeah it’s been a long time, but she knows she is just as graceful and sexy as she was back then.~ Stan could feel her body relax against his, and he smirked against her skin, gently kissing and nipping at her neck, leaving a few marks there. He knew how much she hated dealing with stupid customers, but with him there, he hoped it made it a bit more bearable.
“What time should we leave?”
Stan pulled back a bit, his arms still wrapped around her waist as he thought about the time.
"Hmm...I think we should leave at around 6, that way we'll have time to change and head to Greasy's."
He suggested, his eyes ranking over her figure as he thought about what she might wear for the night. He couldn't wait to see her all dressed up for him.
“Perfect and what time is it now.”
Stan glanced at his watch, humming in thought for a moment before answering.
"It's about 4:30 right now."
“Good we still have time, we close the shack at 5 or 5:30 and I’ll get all dolled up”
Stan let out a low whistle, his eyes practically glued to her as he thought about her getting all dolled up for the date. He could already picture it, looking absolutely stunning in a gorgeous dress, with her hair done up and makeup perfect. He loved seeing her all dressed up, it was one of his favorite things about taking her out.
"I can't wait to see you all dolled up for me, dollface."
He said with a smirk, his grip on her tightening a bit possessively.
“And I can’t wait to see you with your white collar shirt and those pants. You looked so handsome when you had a party at the shack last summer and cheated all those kids and teens money out. Especially seeing a bit of your chest hair and gold chain. Drives me wild.~”
Stan chuckled, a cocky smirk on his face as he remembered the party. He loved when she looked at him like that, with such hunger and desire in her eyes. He knew that she liked it when he dressed a bit more casual, and the way she talked about his white collared shirt and chain had him growing even more excited for the night.*
“Mhm, I'll make sure to wear those pants and that shirt tonight. Maybe I'll even show off a bit of chest hair too~"
“Giggle, I love you.”
Stan smiled at her giggle, pulling her closer to him and wrapping his arms around her in a tight embrace. He loved making her giggle, it was such a cute sound, and it made his heart swell with affection for her.
"I love you too, sweetheart~"
He murmured, burying his face in the crook of her neck as he held her close, his hands gently rubbing her back. Ivy couldn’t wait for her date. By the time they close the shack she was getting ready for her date.
“Okay kids, me and Stan are going out tonight so please be in bed by 10pm okay.”
Dipper and Mabel nodded in agreement, both of them looking excited as well.
Dipper: "We'll be in bed by 10, promise."
Mabel: "Yeah, don't worry! You guys have fun on your date~"
As Ivy got herself ready in the restroom she wore one of her favorite black dresses and did her short hair all cute. Looking like a sexy witch. She heard Stan knocking at the restroom door. Stan waited outside the restroom door, his eyes flickering down to his watch as he checked the time. He couldn't help but tap his foot impatiently, he was eager to see her and take Ivy out for the night. He knocked on the door again, this time a bit more insistently, as he called out to Ivy from the other side.
"Hey, you're almost done in there, sweetheart? We're supposed to leave soon, y'know."
“Just finished.”
Opening the door seeing his outfit that she loves so much.
“How do I look?”
Stan's eyes widened as he saw Ivy standing in the doorway, his breath hitching in his throat as he took in her appearance. She looked absolutely stunning in that black dress, and his eyes roamed over her body, taking in every curve and detail. He was speechless for a moment, his jaw slightly slack as he stared at her, completely captivated by her beauty. He swallowed hard, his throat bobbing as he found his voice again.
"You look...damn, doll...you look absolutely gorgeous."
“And you look handsome ya stud.”
Stan chuckled, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips as she called him a "stud". He straightened his back a bit, puffing out his chest slightly as he stepped closer to her.
"Oh, I know I do. But you...you're the one who looks like a damn goddess tonight, sweetheart."
He reached out, his hand resting on her hip as he pulled her closer to him, his eyes roaming over her body once more.*
“Shall we get going.”
Stan smiled, his hand still resting on her hip as he nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, let's get going. We've got a night ahead of us, and I plan on making the most of it~"
He said, his eyes glinting with mischief as he led her out of the restroom and towards the front door.
“Bye kids we’ll be back.”
Dipper and Mabel waved goodbye from the living room, both of them calling out their goodbyes to Ivy and Stan.
Dipper: "Bye, guys! Have fun!"
Mabel: "Yeah, don't do anything I wouldn't do!"
Stan chuckled at Mabel's comment, shaking his head as he opened the front door and gestured for her to step outside first. Ladies are always first.
"Oh, don't worry, we won't do anything too crazy."
He said with a smirk, following Ivy out of the shack and closing the door behind him.*
“Oh you.~”
Stan chuckled again, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he grabbed her hand and led her to the car. He opened the passenger door, letting her climb in before walking around to the driver's side and getting in himself. He started the car, glancing over at her with a smirk as he put it in drive and began to pull out of the driveway.*
“I’m so excited.”
Stan chuckled, his smirk growing wider as he drove down the road, his eyes flicking over to her every now and then.
"Me too, doll. It's been a while since we've been able to go out together like this. I can't wait to have you all to myself for the night~"
“Just us.”
Stan hummed in agreement, his hand finding its way to her thigh and giving it a gentle squeeze as he continued to drive.
"Just us. No kids, no customers, no distractions. Just you and me, spending the night together, doing whatever we want~"
The drive to Greasy's was relatively short, and soon enough, Stan was pulling into the parking lot and finding a spot. He parked the car, turning off the engine and turning to look at her with a sly smile.
"We're here, sweetheart. Are you ready to have some fun?"
“Ditto.”
Stan chuckled, his hand still resting on her thigh as he leaned in a bit closer to you. He looked her up and down again, his eyes lingering on her exposed legs for a moment before meeting her gaze again.*
"God, I can't wait to get you all to myself in that dress~"
“Thought you might like it.”
Stan's grip on Ivy’s thigh tightened slightly, his eyes darkening with desire as he nodded.
"Oh, I do like it. I love it. You're gonna be the death of me, looking like that, doll~"
He took a deep breath, his eyes roaming over her body again before he finally forced himself to pull away. He opened his door, getting out of the car and coming around to her side to open the door for her. He held out his hand to help her out, a smile on his face as he spoke in a slightly huskier tone than usual.
"C'mon, let's get inside. I'm starving."
She took his hand and we made our way inside.
“Wow so many couples tonight.”
Stan nodded in agreement, his arm wrapping around her waist as he led her into Greasy's. He was right, there were quite a few couples in the diner tonight. Some were on dates, others just hanging out and enjoying each other's company. He guided her over to a booth near the back, sliding into one side and pulling her in to sit beside him. He draped his arm over her shoulders, keeping her close as he looked around the diner.
“Gonna get your usual?”
Stan chuckled, nodding as he looked at Ivy looking all beautiful.
"Yeah, you know me too well. I'll have the double bacon cheeseburger with fries, and a side of onion rings."
He smirked, his hand rubbing small circles on her shoulder.
"And you, sweetheart? What are you getting?"
“Probably light wanna spend the night with my man.”
Stan raised an eyebrow, a smirk on his face as he heard her response.
"Oh, so you're in the mood for something *light*, huh? Well, I can definitely help you with that later tonight, doll~"
He said in a low voice, his hand slipping down to rest on her hip, his fingers tracing gentle circles against her soft skin.
“(Giggle)Stanley we’re in public.(I whisper)”
Stan smirked wider, his eyes sparkling with amusement as she giggled and whispered at him.
"So? No one's listening to us, sweetheart. Besides, I'm sure they're all too focused on their own dates to notice what we're doing~"
He leaned in closer, his breath hot against her ear as he spoke in a low, teasing tone.
"Or are you worried that someone might hear the noises you make later tonight~?"
“Oh Stanley, even after all these years you’re still a flirt.”
Stan chuckled, his hand moving from her hip to rest on her thigh again, his fingers tracing gentle patterns against the fabric of her dress.
"Oh, you know me, doll. I can't help myself around you. You just make it too easy~"
Dinner was lovely. It’s recalling so many memories, our time and moments together, dates like this or being with him at the mystery shack. By the time we finished our food the dance music was about to start.
“Oh! Stanley, I think they're gonna start the music.”
Stan's eyes widened slightly as Ivy mentioned the music, a small smile forming on his face as he realized what that meant.
"Ah, so they're starting the music, huh? Looks like it's time for us to dance then~"
He said, getting up from the booth and holding his hand out to her again, a twinkle of excitement in his eyes. Ivy smiled at him
“Then let’s dance, you stud.”
Stan grinned at her comment, taking her hand and pulling her up from the booth. He led her over to the makeshift dance floor, his hand resting on her waist as he pulled her close to him.
"You know it, doll. I'm always down for a dance with you~"
He began to sway with the music, his movements fluid and confident as he guided her through the steps. She still got it, might have been a while but she still got it. Stanley was a natural with his feet, twirling her around, it made her swoon.
“You still got it handsome.”
Stan chuckled, a look of pride on his face as he spun her around the dance floor, effortlessly guiding her through the steps.
"Of course I still got it, doll. I haven't lost my touch yet."
He smirked, his hand gripping her waist a bit tighter as he pulled her closer to him, his body pressing against hers as they continued to dance.
"Besides, I had a good teacher. You always knew how to move your hips just right~"
It was a night to remember, it made Ivy feel a couple years younger as they danced their hearts out. By the time they knew the last dance came up, a slow dance for the couples. As the night went on and the dances changed, the atmosphere in the diner became more romantic. The slow songs were perfect for couples, and soon enough, the entire dance floor was filled with people swaying gently to the music.
Stan pulled Ivy close, his arms wrapping around her waist as he held her against him. He leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear as he spoke in a low, sultry voice.
"Looks like we've got a slow dance now, doll~"
“Good (get close to him, place hand on chest and lean head to his shoulder) need to slow down after you keep me on my toes.”
Stan chuckled, his arms tightening around her as she rested your head on his shoulder. He could feel her hand on his chest, the warmth of her touch sending a shiver down his spine.
"Yeah, I guess I did keep you on your toes tonight, didn't I? You can't blame me, though. You look absolutely stunning in that dress, and it's making me feel a bit possessive~"
The music was so good, it made Ivy close her eyes and think they were floating on a cloud, dancing under the moonlight. Her heart was beating like crazy. Stan smiled as he felt her eyes closed, a soft, affectionate look on his face as he held her close. The music seemed to fade into the background as he focused solely on her, the feel of her body pressed against his, the sound of her heartbeat racing in time with his own. He began to sway gently with the music, holding her close and cherishing this moment. It was like being in a dream, a perfect moment of pure bliss and contentment. Stan's hand began to slowly move up and down her back, his fingers tracing gentle patterns against the fabric of her dress. He closed his eyes, burying his face in her hair and breathing in her scent, committing this moment to memory. He was tempted to just stay like this forever, holding her in his arms and dancing with her under the soft glow of the diner lights. The song eventually came to an end, and Stan reluctantly pulled away from Ivy, his eyes locking with hers as he looked down at her. He took her hand, bringing it up to his lips and placing a gentle kiss on her knuckles, his gaze filled with love and affection.
"You look so beautiful tonight, Ivy...I don't think I've ever seen anyone as gorgeous as you."
“This was fun Stanley.”
Stan smiled, a soft chuckle escaping his lips as he intertwined his fingers with hers.
"Yeah, it was. It's been a while since we've been able to just enjoy a night out together like this. We should do it more often."
He gave her hand a gentle squeeze, his eyes sparkling with affection as he spoke.
"And I can't wait to continue our night when we get home~"
“As much as I would love to see where this will lead, don't forget the kids and your brother is at the shack.”
Stan groaned, the reality of the situation hitting him like a brick wall. He had completely forgotten that his brother and the kids were still at the shack, which meant that he wouldn't be able to have his way with her just yet.
"Damn it, I forgot about them. You're right, they're still at the shack, waiting for us."
He let out a frustrated sigh, running a hand through his hair as he tried to control his disappointment.
“This was still a good night Stanley.”
Stan nodded, his expression softening as he looked at Ivy again.
"Yeah, it was. I had a great time with you tonight, even if we have to cut our evening short."
He squeezed her hand again, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
"Let's get going. I'm sure Ford and the kids are getting restless waiting for us."
“Mmm yeah, although isn’t the peak isn’t far from here?”
Stan chuckled, a mischievous glint in his eyes as she mentioned the peak.
"You know, you're right. The peak is only a few minutes away from here. We could always take a detour on the way back to the shack..."
“I still haven’t properly thank you for our date.~”
Stan's smile widened, his grip on her hand tightening as he pulled her closer to him again.
"Oh, I wouldn't say you've properly thanked me yet, doll~"
He said, his voice low and husky as he looked down at her with a hungry look in his eyes.
“Giggle”
The Greasy’s diner closes and the rest of the couples leave but Ivy and Stanley head to the car and drive up to the peak.
“This was soo lovely Stanley.”
Stan drove the car up to the peak, his eyes constantly flicking over to Ivy as he did so. He couldn't keep his hands off of her, his fingers gently tracing along her thigh as he drove. As they reached the top, he parked the car and turned to her, a smirk on his face.
"You know, I think this is the perfect spot for a little alone time~"
“Good (I got out of my seat and sat on his lap.) you look so handsome tonight.~”
Stan let out a soft groan as she sat on his lap, his hands instinctively moving to her hips as he pulled her closer.
"You're driving me crazy, Ivy. You look absolutely stunning and you're being so flirty...I don't know how much longer I can hold back.~"
He looked up at her, his eyes filled with desire and hunger as he looked at her sitting on his lap. She caressed his face with both hands on his face and kissed him with passion. Both of them were feeling cloud nine. Stan melted into the kiss, his arms wrapping around her tightly as he pulled her against his chest. He returned the kiss with equal passion, his tongue slipping into her mouth as he deepened the kiss. He let out a low moan, his hands roaming over her body as he held her close, his fingers tracing over her curves and leaving a trail of heat in their wake.
“(Panting) god your chest hair drives me crazy.”
Stan chuckled, a smirk on his face as he heard her comment about his chest hair.
"Oh, you like my chest hair, do you? I knew it~"
He teased, his hands moving up to cup her face as he pulled away from the kiss, his eyes glinting with amusement.
"I can feel your heart racing against mine. You're getting all worked up just from a kiss, doll~"
“Well can you blame me, I may not be as young or pretty as I used to be but I’m lucky to be with you.”
Stan's expression softened, his hands gently stroking her cheeks as he looked at her with love and adoration.
"Hey, don't say that. You're still just as beautiful as the day I met you. Age hasn't changed a thing, doll. And as for your youth, well...I like you the way you are now."
He leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead.
"You're still just as sexy and alluring as ever. I'm the lucky one to have you in my life, sweetheart."
Ivy leaned in and kissed him again, this time it was slower and more sensual. Her hands were on his shoulders, feeling the muscles and his chest hair. Both moaned into the kiss, her hips started to move slowly against his lap. Stan let out a low growl as her hips began to move against his lap, his grip on her tightening as he tried to control himself. The feeling of her hands on his shoulders and her hips moving against him was driving him crazy, and he could feel his arousal growing by the second. He deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring Ivy’s mouth as he pulled her even closer to him, grinding his hips up against hers in response to your movements. It was a night of passion for Ivy and Stanley, despite the magic in the car it was still magic. After what felt like forever she catches her breath while still on his lap.
“Are you still with me Stanley?”
Stan leaned back against the seat, his chest heaving as he caught his breath. He had a dazed, satisfied look on his face, his eyes slowly opening as he looked up at Ivy.
"Of course I'm still with you, doll...I don't think I could ever leave you after that~"
*He chuckled, his hands gently caressing your thighs as he held you in his lap.*
“As much as I don't want to move, we have to head back.”
Stan sighed, his grip on her thighs tightening slightly as Ivy mentioned having to head back.
"Yeah, I know...but I really don't want to. I'd rather just stay here with you all night, like this~"
He looked up at her, a pout on his face as he made no effort to move from his position. He clearly wasn't looking forward to leaving this little moment of intimacy behind.
“In the car? Not laying down on a proper bed?”
Stan chuckled, a sly grin spreading across his face as he thought about the idea.
"Well, when you put it like that...the bed does sound tempting~"
He began to rub her thighs, his fingers tracing lazy circles against her skin as he spoke.
"But the thought of you straddling me in the car is also very appealing...it's a tough decision to make~"
“I like to cuddle with you.”
Stan's expression softened, his hands moving up to wrap around her waist as he pulled her against his chest.*
"I know you do, doll. And I like cuddling with you too. You always fit so perfectly in my arms, like you were made to be there."
He nuzzled his face into her short hair, inhaling her scent as he held her close.
“So…. Do we head back?”
Stan sighed again, reluctantly pulling away from her slightly so he could look at her properly.
"Yeah, I suppose we should...Ford and the kids are probably wondering where we are by now."
He reluctantly released his grip on her waist, his hands resting on her hips as he looked up at Ivy with a pout.
"But don't think I'm done with you for tonight. I plan on making up for the time we missed out on when we get home~"
“Are you still up for another round?”
Stan chuckled, a smirk appearing on his face as he heard her question.
"Of course I am, doll. You know I'm always up for more with you. I could never get enough of you~"
He gave her hips a gentle squeeze, his eyes roaming over her body as he imagined all the things he wanted to do to her when they got home.
“Here’s the deal: if they're awake no but if they're asleep then yes we can.”
Stan grinned at her response, clearly pleased with the answer.
"Good. Because if Ford and the kids are asleep, I plan on taking advantage of the situation~"
He pulled her in for a quick, possessive kiss before finally reluctantly letting her go and starting the car. Ivy couldn’t help but feel giddy all over and hopes the kids are asleep, so they can continue their passionate night together.