Disclaimer: I don't own Gravity Falls nor The Owl House.
Note: I hope everyone have a good Christmas I know I did.
WARNING SMUT AHEAD! My sister wrote it for me.
Chapter 2
The slight hesitation in Lilith returning the kiss was noticed by Stanford, hesitant and light. The grazes against his lips that melted him, a slight brush of teeth on his bottom lip ignited a desire that Stanford did not knot he had. The salt and pepper haired male began to kiss even more passionately, a need rising in him. Burning in his veins. Stanford's large hands cupped the back of Lilith's neck while his fingers skimmed the delicate flesh of its long elegance. The witch moaned into the human's mouth, and her long tongue slipped out to trace the opening of his mouth to beg entrance. Stanford opened slightly, and his own tongue greeted hers in return.
Lilith pulled back from the kiss a few moments later panting; she has never experienced anything like this before in her life! Is this what others experience with intimacy? Pleasure boiling in every vein, every nerve? It is so amazing? She can't seem to get enough of the feeling, can't get enough of the man giving this experience to her.
"My Titan ... you are quite the man, Stanford." Lilith whispered
Stanford looked at her, his pupils blown with lust. His lips crash on Lilith's again, moving to her cheeks, then to her neck. When it came to her neck, he took exceptional care to nibble and suck, leaving a trail down its beautiful length. Stanford's hands roamed Lilith's back, he nodded to feel, and the security that was real... closing he eye to envelope himself fully in the low moans that came from the witch's throat. As Stanford's hands roamed her back, Lilith though that she could feel something a bit different about them, but couldn't tell ... was just the amount of alcohol she drunk playing tricks on her? Nonetheless, she was going to enjoy the pleasure she was experiencing, she didn't want to possibly ruin it by saying something.
Instead, Lilith clasped her hands around Stanford's chiseled jaw, scratchy with thick gray stubble, and brought his lips to hers again. Her kiss was desperate and needy, she withered on the bed as she kissed him, palming him gently through his jeans.
"Oh God..." Stanford groaned
Lilith found herself smirking, what she was touching was proof that this handsome, rugged man finds her attractive enough to gain arousal. Not only odd that make her feel powerful, but it also made her feel beautiful and desirable. She could feel the pool of slick below due to this knowledge. Stanford gently took Lilith's wrist, moving her hand away from his clothed groin and pushed up the skirt of her dress. The witch's legs were pale, long and shapely ... simply divine in Stanford's opinion. She wore navy blue underwear that accentuated her plump ass; Lilith was a breathtaking sight ... a true goddess in a solid form! Stanford unbuckled his belt, unzipped his fly of his jeans, and discarded the article of clothing by dropping them to the floor.
Lilith blinked when she saw the numerus scars along Stanford's muscular legs, all the stories this man's body could tell! Her mint green eyes then moved up to Stanford's mahogany red boxers and the undeniable bulge in them, granted she touched his groin a few moments ago ... but it appeared bigger and thicker that she thought! Stanford guided Lilith onto the bed into a laying position and kissed her again. Stanford curled into the bed next to Lilith, and started to trail kisses down her neck hungrily, while his hands roamed to her navy blue panties. The man blinked, shocked to find how soaked they were when he grazed Lilith's mound with a feather light touch. He was rewarded with a low drown-out moan from the witch at the action.
Intrigued, Stanford repeated the action, even softer, another desperate moan came from Lilith. He traced his fingers lightly over her inner thighs, barely contacting the soaked material of her underwear. Lilith panted for breath as Stanford teased her, everything felt like to little and too much all at once. Her earlier thoughts about hands has some merit now, there was something different about them, but she was too lost in pleasure to voice it.
"Doing so well, my dear." Ford praised "So wet..."
Stanford moved the material of Lilith's underwear aside and ran a thick calloused finger through her folds. Lilith gasped, her back arching off the bed, every nerve was in overdrive from the teasing, the sudden stimulation felt like too much. She cried, out begging for more.
"Oh my, Titan ... Stanford!" Lilith moaned
Ford chuckled softly to himself as he took the waistband of Lilith's underwear and slowly slid it down her legs and off her. Now fully exposed, Stanford marveled at the beauty of Lilith's glistening pussy.
"My God, you're gorgeous." Stanford rumbled as moved a bit
Lilith watches as Stanford moves away just long enough to finally remove his boxers, freeing his erect cock. The long thick organ throbbed in the air violently, the tip blood red and dripping with pre-cum onto Lilith's stomach. Gradually, Stanford lowered his hand and let his fingers slip into Lilith, her vaginal walls tight and hot around him. Stanford groaned at the feeling of her as her began to pump in and out of her dripping wet pussy, and the witch withered and moaned in pleasure. Before long Stanford slowly added digit. Lilith's head flew back as she cried out at the stretch, bucking into his uncontrollably. Stanford grinned as he continued to watch the splendor of Lilith unraveling, moving a thumb to continue to work her clit.
"S-Stanford!" Lilith moaned
Lilith's moaned became sobbing pleas as she reached her peak. Stanford could her tightening around his digits, so he curled his fingers slightly, to reach the bundle of nerves inside of her, guaranteed to set her off. Lilith's back arched violently off the bed; chest as she sook. He watched, enthralled, as wave after wave of ecstasy visibly coursed through her. Stanford helped Lilith ride her orgasm, making sure not to overwhelm her too much, and slowly removed his fingers when Lilith's breaths evened out slightly.
"Are you ready for more, my dear?" Stanford asked, his voice rough
Lilith nodded "Yes, please! I'm ready!"
Stanford slowly began to enter Lilith, and immediately his stomach spasmed in pleasure. The witch was hot and unbearably tight around the head of his cock. He slid himself in gradually, using firm pressure to get past the resistance of Lilith's walls ... she has been stretched, but not enough to accommodate his girth. Lilith let out a cry as felt the delicious white-hot pain of Stanford's cock stretching her out. The human took his time, and once he was fully sheathed, Lilith was left gasping for breath.
"My ... Titan ... so full!" Lilith moaned out
Stanford kissed her neck "Just take deep breaths, it'll get better."
"It feels so good ... do whatever you want with me." Lilith panted
"Are you sure?" Stanford asked as he began to grind his hips into her "It's been quite a long time since I've done something like this ... it could get rough."
Lilith nodded "I'm sure! Make me feel it!"
"Very well, my dear." Stanford said
Stanford starts thrusting, a deep and even rhythm that has Lilith crying out in pleasure ... not really caring if anyone in the neighboring rooms can hear her or not. She's experiencing a level of pleasure she never thought she would ever get to, due to her being the head of a Coven, and she's going to enjoy every single moment! Stanford lifted Lilith's hips for a moment and began to finally fuck her in earnest. His peace became fast and punishing, mesmerized the way Lilith tried to meet his thrusts and voiced her pleasure. Stanford felt a noise rumble from his throat as he lifted her legs more, propping them up on his shoulders, burying his cock all the way inside of Lilith until he has nothing more to give.
"Stanford!" Lilith moaned "Oh ... so good!"
The human's short thrusts quicken, and he looks down, watching Lilith wither and moan in bliss. He is doing this, he is making this enchanting woman experience pleasure, she chose him to share this moment with! And he is certainly not going to waste it! Stanford could feel Lilith tightening even more, contracting around his cock and knew she would soon reach her second orgasm. The knowledge was enough to begin to send him over the edge as well. The look of frantic lust on Lilith's face fueled him, as Stanford growled as he pumped harder slowly reaching his peak. Lilith panted "Titan ... yes, yes! I'm ...OH!"
Stanford could feel Lilith's walls contracting around his cock and a thicker wetness coat him, her legs quaking on his shoulders. Stanford growls, low in his throat, trying to focus on the pleasure of Lilith's walls clenching around him, looking for his edge, he is slowly losing his grip on everything, on himself, on his pleasure ... everything is becoming fuzzy.
"Oh Stanford ... you're an animal!" Lilith moaned
Stanford shouts his pleasure right into Lilith's ear, straitening his back and throwing his head back. Stanford's thrusts are just quick twitches of his hips, desperate and violent as his mind abandons all reason to keep itself clear, letting himself go dizzy as his climax take over his body, flooding Lilith's insides with hot, heavy pumps of cum. Stanford's body becomes stiff and tense, his orgasm ligers as his cock keeps shooting cum like a hose. Stanford's exposed legs are covered in goosebumps, and he is trembling visibly. Lilith take notice of this and rubs the human's back to help soothe him and get him back into a stable mental state.
Riding out their respective highs, the last waves of euphoria finally receded, leaving Stanford and Lilith gasping for air. Ford carefully let Lilith's from his shoulders, still inside of her. The man appreciated Lilith helping him calm down a bit. He did not want his brain venturing any further into 'feral territy'.
"I um ... well, I should have asked, but I came inside of you. I am so sorry." Stanford
Lilith smiled as Stanford pulled out with a wet pop, few droplets of Stanford's release following.
"Do not apologize ... I enjoyed every minute." assure Lilith
Before Stanford could move to help clean up a bit, Lilith grabbed a hold of the man's arm and pulled him close. Stanford blinked with wide eyes, but allowed it, finding himself too tired to argue and enjoying the feeling of being cuddled up with someone after being alone for so long.
