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Gravity Falls Dipper x Mabel Fanfic

The moonlight shines over her delicate face as the crystal-clear tears continued to flow from her shut eyes. He immediately cradled her into his arms, hoping that by his tight embrace he could somehow lessen even the least bit of her pain, and probably transfer some of it to himself.

Because he would rather feel her agony, than to see her in such state. It killed him to see her like this. So, broken and vulnerable. It was as if he was seeing his world slowly crumbling down into pieces. And she is—he would admit that; she is his world. His light. His courage. His strength. His everything.

But now she’s shattered and hurt. By someone who’d sworn to protect her, to love and care for her.

He clenched his fist as cursed under his breath. He was supposed to protect her, to keep her from getting hurt. He was supposed to be her hero, and yet this time, he couldn’t do anything to save her.

She continued to weep, with her faced buried in his chest, clinging to him with the same amount of intensity as his embrace.

He wasn’t sure how long they sat there in each other’s arms on the carpeted floor. He never even realized that they’d fallen asleep, not until he opens his eyes and sees her beside him, with her head resting on his numbed arm and her hand gripping his shirt as if she was afraid that he’d leave if she let go.

With his free hand, he swept the strand of hair falling on her peaceful sleeping face and kept it behind her ear. A warm smile crept on his face. He observed her, watching as her body rose and fell at a slow pace. With the side of his index finger, he lightly touched her lashes, admiring how long they were. He poked her nose and held a chuckle when it twitched.

But then his smile immediately turn into a frown as his eyes landed on the blackening mark on Mabel’s neck.

Nineteen years. For nineteen years, they’ve shared almost everything and witnessed every significant event in each other’s lives. They were together through all the ups and downs life had to offer them. Clearly he wasn’t joking when he said that she wouldn’t face the world alone.

And for nineteen years he watched as several men entered Mabel’s life, leaving scars and bruises with every departure. Breaking her once pure and innocent heart little by little. Through the years he desperately tried to protect her, so much that he forgot to care for his own romantic life. He’s never had a girlfriend, and for that reason people would make up stories about him being homosexual and such, but he didn’t care. He had his priorities set straight, and it was to make Mabel Happy.

And so, he tried to search for the perfect guy for her, one who would never wrong her like the previous ones. Someone who would love her like he does.

He scared and threatened (or at least he tried to) every boy she brings home. He never trusted any of them. He always tries to find a flaw in their seemingly perfect façade and expose them, sending them away for good. And then, one august night as He, Mabel, and his best friend Steven were watching movies in the Pines’ household living room, he noticed a certain look his best friend shared with Mabel. He shrugged it away, thinking that he was only imagining things. Steven had known Mabel since the seventh grade, and he doesn’t seem to like her in a romantic kind of way.

But alas, he wasn’t mistaken. The budding romance Mabel and Steven shared now grew into solid relationship, and Dipper was happy to finally see Mabel in the arms of a man who would never hurt her.

Or so he’d thought.

If only he’d seen through his best friend’s tactics; if only he’d suspected him more and didn’t give him his full trust just because they’re best friends; if only he’d been more careful.

Then Mabel wouldn’t suffer like this.

“Why…” He murmured as he held back the tears that were forming on the edge of his eyes. “Why is it that no matter how much I try, It’s just not enough?” A short hic escaped his mouth, causing Mabel to awoken.

Her eyes fluttered open, and his heart ached even more as he saw how red and puffy her eyes were. A concerned look was immediately strewn across her face. “D-dipper? What’s wrong?” her soft hand reached out to cup his cheek.

Dipper shut his eyes closed as he pictured the image of his best friend and every other guy who had broken Mabel’s heart, lying on the cold hard ground, all beaten up with bruises marked their bodies. He was growing mad with anger.

“I-I’m sorry…” He whispered. “I’m so sorry” he whispered again, his voice cracking as he finally burst into tears. He quickly pulled Mabel into an embrace, muttering sorry over and over again.

“Dipper…” Tears began edging her eyes as she ran her hand across his back, attempting to calm him.

“I should’ve protected you,” He muffled. “I should’ve protected you but I…I wasn’t there. I’m so, so sorry,”

“Shh,” By this time, tears flowed freely down her cheeks. But she tried to calm herself, she needs to be strong for him, for them. “It’s not your fault. It’s not…” she tries to continue, but the lump on her throat made it hard for her to speak. Instead, her cries said the words that she could no longer utter.

The Fisherman

My Dear, If I am the sea Then you are my fisherman. Selfishly taking all that you need And mindlessly destroying everything that makes me beautiful.

Only there whenever your mind and heart is in chaos. You would sit on my sand and stare listlessly onto my vastness. And sometimes I would wonder, what is it that you really see? Is it me you really see?

My cool wind would embrace and give you the warmth of another one's presence. My waves would sing melodies into your ear all the things I adore in you. I would provide you all the things I could give, Until none is left.

Once your tears have dried and your soul is mended, I would watch as your footsteps grow further and further away from me. Then I would pick up the broken pieces you left behind Wait til you decide to come back once more, Only just to leave me again.

Some days I would wish for you not to visit me again, And some days I would wish that despite your fear you would dare swim in my ocean and discover the deepest parts of me that I've kept hidden.

When How to Train Your Dragon 3 comes out and Hiccup and Toothless are separated, someone is probably going to make one of those “Don’t go where I can’t follow” gifsets and I will probably yell at them and proceed to cry.

Saudade (A RAURA FANFIC) Part 3/6

Ross hoped that if Laura finds love with someone else, this could be their chance to rekindle their friendship. And it did, now Laura was back to being her old cheery self even in his presence, and Ross was very much delighted with this. That's what he keeps on telling himself. But he can't deny the disappointment every time Laura would turn him down because she already made plans with Riker, or when she makes him feel as if he was put in second place. He can't even help but roll his eyes every time she suddenly mentions Riker's name during one of their conversations. It was obvious that Laura had fallen for the blond bassist. And Ross was sure Riker felt the same way too. He admits that he became sort of a cupid for the two, and sometimes he wonders if letting her fall for his brother was such a good idea. ###### Kissing your co-star for a show wasn't too bad. Kissing your best friend was slightly awkward. But kissing your best friend in front of her lover? Now that was something. The whole set seemed to be enwrapped by the scene being played out before them. Everyone was still (except for the camera men of course) as the main characters of the show sang along to the duet that they had previously recorded and was now being used for an episode in season three. 'Austin' and ally were reenacting how their relationship progressed for 'Dez's' documentary. As they finished the song, 'You can come to me' and spoke their lines. 'Ally' wrapped her arms around 'Austin' and 'Dez' blocked the audience's view just in time for the couple's lips to connect. Earlier, Ross and Laura decided that even though it was blocked, they would still do the kiss. Because "It was less awkward that way" as what Ross had said. The kiss wasn't anything like he expected. Probably because he expected to either feel weird or nothing at all. Just a plain, simple kiss. They were best friends for pete's sake. Plus, Riker's presence didn't really make things easier for him. But as they did it, Ross felt no remorse. Instead, he could only relate himself to the cliche descriptions in romance movies that he's watched. It wasn't exactly like fireworks, but he did feel his mind blacken for a split seconds and found himself deepening the kiss, slightly getting addicted to the taste of her sweet strawberry flavoured lips. It wasn't disgusting, if anything, the kiss felt right. And Laura was becoming responsive every second. Ross was torn between wanting for the director to yell cut and not wanting to pry himself away from her. As soon as Laura's mouth lightly parted, Ross took this as an opportunity to slid his tongue right in, earning a soft, almost, inaudible sound from her which almost sent himself over the edge. Laura's half lidded eyes caught glance of Riker's unreadable stare at them, which sent her sanity coming back to her in full force and she pushed Ross away, breaking the kiss. Heath yelled cut. Laura immediately apologized. They let it slide, it wasn't as if he was expecting that scene to be perfect in one take. Though he did remind her that she cannot make the same mistake twice and Laura nodded in agreement. Afterwards, they we're given a five minute break. Ross watched as Laura immediately ran towards Riker with a worried look on her face. He could tell that she was apologizing and probably blurting out a series of explanation. But after she was done, Riker just gave her a smile and wrapped his arms around her gesturing that he wasn't mad or anything of the sort. But Ross knew Riker, and he can tell that brother was fuming with jealousy, just like how any other normal person would feel if they see the person they like kissing someone else. Though he did also know for a fact that his brother wasn't one to let his feelings get the best of him, he would always think through the situation rationally. That's the kind of person he is. And Ross looks up to him because of this. Besides, it wasn't like Riker didn't know about the upcoming kiss. Oh right he didn't. He thought. Because Ross and Laura only made a decision on this at the very last minute. "What was that about?" A female voice suddenly asks. Ross turns to see Calum and Raini standing behind him. He shrugs, "things got too awkward I guess," "More like heated," Calum scoffed. "You two were getting so into it." He adds. "We just wanted to make it as believable as possible," Ross defended. "Oh really?" Raini cocks a brow, a smile forming on her lips. "Really," Ross states with a tone that ended the conversation. After their talk, Laura and Riker walked towards them, with his arm around her shoulder, looking straight at his brother with an incomprehensible expression. Laura only gave Ross an awkward smile when her eyes met his. Sensing the tension, Raini suddenly speaks. "You know what? I think we should probably get our make-up redone," she then pulls the petite brunette away before she could even react. "I should probably, er, you know, uh, I'll just... yeah" Calum stammered before walking away giving privacy to the siblings. Ross stood awkwardly, slipping his hands into his jeans and scratching the back of his neck, finding the right words to say. He didn't know whether he should feel guilty for kissing the girl that his brother likes, or not because everyone knows that the kiss was just for show. But a part of him felt as if he'd done wrong. Because somewhere deep inside him, something sparked because of that one kiss. Riker let out a heavy breath, pulling the younger lynch from his trance. Wow, that was... pretty intense, huh?" He chuckles. "Look, Riker. I'm sorry-" "Hey," Riker stops him with a calm voice. Like when Ross would tell him that he wanted to give up, feeling so down. And Riker would remind him why he shouldn't and say such encouraging words that would always cheer him up. "What're you apologizing for? I know it's just part of the scene. So no need to feel bad bro. It's okay. We good we cool." He smiles. That's right, this is Riker. He would totally understand. He's always been a good brother. He muses. And for a while Ross felt at ease as they shared a brotherly hug. "Actually, I'm really glad that you're his partner for this kind of scene and not some complete stranger who might try and steal her away from me afterwards," The blond bassist lets out a short laugh. "I mean, You wouldn't do that, right?" And just like that, guilt and anxiety came rushing back to him and began eating him on the inside. "Of course," was all Ross could say. A crew calls out for Ross after a few seconds. Riker patted him on the shoulder. "Well, I guess you guys are on again," Ross nods with a smile and turns to make his leave. But stops as he heard his brother's next words. "I trust you, Ross" He couldn't exactly make out his brother's tone. So he turns only to see Riker smiling at him. As soon as Ross and Laura were back on the make shift stage, and they linked arms to re-do the kissing scene, he closed his eyes and rid his thoughts as their lips connected once more. It wasn't like he was betraying his brother. It's not like anyone would know how he purposely fails to do the kiss properly in order to taste her lips again. Beside's a few retakes wouldn't hurt, right? ####### Laura Marano is beautiful. Ross already knew that, it was one of the many characteristics that he liked about her. He'd known that since the first time he met her, when he was minding his own business and she suddenly approached him, with her perky voice. Her being physically attractive might've not been the first thing that came into his mind, but it was a close second. Yet that never seemed to affect him. At least not this much. Now every time she walks into the room and flashes her bright smile, he would find himself grinning and a warmth would emit from his chest sending his body into an inexplicable heat. And her laughter became music to his ears, just a different kind that what he usually listen to. Yet equally addicting. Sometimes he would find an excuse to let their hands touch, or 'accidentally' bump into her, just so he could feel the smoothness of skin. And during their sweet 'moments' as a couple in Austin & Ally, he would often wish that those moments would last forever. Everything was becoming too cliché, as if his life had become his very own romance movie, like the ones he loved to watch. Although this time, he wasn't sure how it would end. All he knows is at the moment, little by little, he was falling for her too.

I want out

The pinnacle of giving everything up,

was not something that I thought I would ever reach.

The pain and frustration had exceeded its threshold that the thought of my efforts be put into waste

I no longer deemed regretful.

It was a mistake to have you know that the limit of my patience was non existent

For it gave you the sense of security that I would always take you back.

And so, it became an endless cycle.

Our happiness fluctuated ever so often.

Eventually it started to wear me out.

The fire within me started to fade.

So you began to ruin yourself again.

You made the rain and thunder of your storms much stronger

The noise you had inside your head became louder and intolerable

You cut yourself bleeding just because you know were going to lose me.

And by doing so, you know I would come back.

For I have always been drawn to those broken souls.

And I have always saved you from all the chaos you started

But love, I hope you know that each time you lose me,

I’m not the same person who comes back.

And time will come when all the love in me

would become nothing but pity.

When you’re thirsty for new fandom content but find none: 

Déjà vu

Fandom: Gravity Falls

Pairing: Dipper x Mabel

Rating: T

Summary: They say that when two lovers commit suicide together, they’re reborn as twins.

Author’s Note: Wow I’ve been gone for like forever, sorry about that. Technically I should be studying for finals but haha whatever. Anyways, just a little thing I’ve had on my mind for a while.

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Lace inserted into jeans. Totally cool if you have any with holes in them!

Yellow Paint

I’ve treaded these waters before

And I’ve learned how to swim after drowning—countless of times.

I know not to ask for more than what I am given.

To be satisfied with scraps that you are willing to share.

I need not to hear your heart

I just want to feel your skin against mine.

Take everything you want, use me to your hearts content

And afterwards, I need you to leave me.

Each time we move forwards I need you to pull back away.

I will not dedicate these poems to you,

The same way I wrote my love for him.

And I refuse to think of you when I hear the word “beloved”

But oh, so help me god, I think I’m starting to.

Reverse Pinecest Smut

A/N: Okay so I did this on a whim. An idea came into mind and woosh! i decided to type it down at once. I haven’t re-read this thoroughly so mind you, there might be a lot of spelling or grammar mistakes here and there and perhaps some parts that wouldn’t make sense. *sighs* sorry.

________________________________________________________________________________________________________________Mabel didn't like being ignored. Especially by her twin.

For weeks Dipper had been fixated into reading his beloved Journal, rereading every page word by word, making sure not to miss even one clue on where or how they might find the other journal. Frustratingly for Mabel, he'd only put it down when a show would be held or when it is really, immensely necessary.

And she tried everything, even so much as to blatantly seduce him, even in public or in broad daylight. After one of their shows she pulled him aside and practically jumped on him, kissing and sucking on every skin that was exposed. He responded beautifully, a low groan that eventually turned into moans. Mabel smiled and she bit on his neck earning a sweet sound from him, before she went down on her knees and pulled down his pants.

She devoured him with much gusto, sucking so intently that in a matter of minutes Dipper gripped her hair and bucked his hips onto her, filling her mouth with his fluids.

And she happily swallowed every last drop.

Feeling her own wetness from her core, she stood up, hoping to finally get her reward for doing such a good job on him. But as his arousness subdued, his mind was preoccupied once again with the thought of finally getting his hands on the other journal, and off he went. Leaving Mabel with only a peck on the kiss and a promise of making it up to her.

But he never did.

It's been almost two crucial weeks for Mabel and her need could not be satisfied with just her own hands. She needed someone.

And then an idea came into mind.

Wearing her most provocative lingerie underneath her usual clothes, she snuck her way towards a certain house, to a certain boy that she knew would somehow, if not definitely, quench even a bit of her increasing thirst for a companion.

It wasn't like her to do this kind of thing. Sneaking into a boy's room late at night was definitely not usual for her. She was Mabel freaking Gleeful, the girl everyone adores. The girl who has almost all the bachelors of gravity falls trailing behind her, wanting to earn even the slightest of her attention which she never gave to anyone whom she believed was not worth it.

But then, there was Gideon Pines. The boy who never spared her a second glance.

And is now the boy moaning underneath her as she rode him.

Controlling him had never been easy, adding the fact that she was not at all adept in using her power unlike her brother. But today had been suffice enough to have him respond just accordingly with her every touch and feather like kisses.

With a few short, yet intense thrusts, Mabel had brought them both to their sweet release.

Once she had slipped back to her clothes she blew him a mocking kiss, earning an "I hate you," from Gideon who, after pleasure that had engulfed him diminished, had the look of utter dread as the previous events finally dawned to him.

Feeling quite pleased with the success of her plan, she hums a made up tune as she struts her way back towards the tent of telepathy. Her craving for her own brothers was still lingering, but the sex she just had with Gideon sufficed enough for the time being.

With a pleased smirk on her face she turns the knob and halts as she meets the glare of her brother. If she were to be honest, the look he sent her frightened her a bit if it weren't for the assurance that her brother wouldn't go as far as to kill her.

Dipper was seated on the far end of the bed with his arms folded across his chest and his leg over the other, staring at her with much intensity which gave her an unexpected—though not entirely unwelcomed—feeling of satisfaction.

'Well, looks like it's going to be rough night' She mused.

Regaining her composure, Mabel stepped inside the room, intently swaying her hips a bit more enticingly as she approaches him and reaches out to give him a sweet kiss on the forehead where his birthmark was beautifully imprinted on for the world to see.

She smiled warmly and said, "It's quite late my dear brother, why have you not gone to bed?" When he didn't answer nor move a single inch from where he sat. Mabel walked towards her closet to change into a set of clean nightgown and an underwear which she knew was Dipper's favorite and hoped it would push him closer to his limits. She mindlessly threw her used garments into the chair by her mirror closet that would probably earn her a solid half hour of lecture from him if he weren't already too infuriated at her for being out so late, doing who—knows—what. Or doing 'who' exactly.

Finally, with a condescending tone he spoke up, "Where have you been?"

Mabel had the urge to let out a giggle, but decided to hold it in as to not ruin the intensity of the atmosphere that was building up between them.

"There was nothing to do here. So I went out to play," She casually replies. Smirking, she puts her hand on her hip she playfully adds. "Why? Did my brother miss me?"

"I asked you a question, Mabel. Do not make me repeat it again." He stared directly into her eyes making her body tense, though not with fear.

Mustering up a bravado, she crossed her arms. "Fine. I was out with Gideon Pines." She stated.

And it was as a trigger had been pulled, in a swift motion a hand was slam beside her head that caused her to startle and then dipper was right in front of her.

"And what were you doing with Gideon exactly?" The words came out one at a time with equal amount of intensity.

This had been her master plan all along, getting him jealous and eventually gaining all of his attention. Seeing him all riled up gave her a certain pleasure that she craved so much. Doing it with Gideon, and it actually being quite enjoyable, was just a lucky bonus.

Feeling a bit more daring and wanting to see how far he would let his emotions overcome him, she looked at him square in the eyes and answered, "I fucked him,"

Mabel first heard the sound and only after a few seconds did the burning feeling on her right cheek registered in her mind. Dipper had slapped her.

Before she could open her mouth, Dipper had both hands wrapped around her neck. She scratched and punched, trying to pry his grip on her neck as she gasped for whatever little air she could intake. She figured he was using his own power to counter her attempts in using hers as his eyes glowed, a sure sign that his amulet was in use.

"You little slut, how dare you let another man touch you—to think that that lowlife creature had laid his hands on what is mine"

Perhaps she was truly corrupted, for even if she was feeling lightheaded and was on the precipice of fainting—or worse—actually dying. She still reveled in his act of possessiveness and was actually feeling pleasure from was happening.

And then suddenly he released her, letting her drop to floor coughing as she held her neck trying to ease the pain he had caused. He snatched her headband and threw it far from where they were. She felt her body weakened even more as her powers gradually diminished. She tried to stand up on her own feet but was too weak to do so.

Mabel's coughing had reduced and she was well enough to look up and saw Dipper fumbling with his pants. Soon it drops down to his feet with his member out in the open. Mabel felt a little disappointed at seeing that apparently unlike her, he not at all aroused from what he was doing. Dipper took steps closer to her, almost shoving his dick to her face. He yanked her up by the hair, earning a yelp from his twin.

"You know what to do,"

Comprehending his statement, she tried her best to push herself up, kneeling before her half naked brother and grabbed his dick, slowly stroking as she rolled her tongue on the tip of it until he it was fully erect. She continued to switch between licking his now erect shaft and pumping it with increased speed.

Suck it," Dipper breathed, looking down at his sister who immediately obeyed. He groaned at the sight of his dick entering and coming out of Mabel's dainty mouth, her pink supple lips wrapped around his member was truly an exquisite sight that he would never tire of. He leaned his head back and grabbed a handful of her hair once more before bucking his hips and closing his eyes, indulging himself in the pleasure of fucking her face as Mabel tried to keep up with his speed without gagging.

He opens his eyes and looks down at her, "Look at me, Mabel." And she did, feeling her own satisfaction in what she was doing. She lets out a moan that send vibrations to Dipper's member and he almost came.

Dipper halts and pulls out his dick from her mouth, leaving a trail of saliva dripping from her mouth. He smirks and pulls her up by the shoulder. He carried her weight with his arms as he proceeds in kissing her, inserting his tongue at once inside her mouth, tasting every inch of it making sure none was left unclaimed. Mabel felt her knees wobble and almost fell back to the floor it weren't for dipper's arms supporting her. He pulled away, feeling triumphant as he observes her randy face. Her lecherous eyes were half lidded and her tongue out as panted heavily.

Dragging her by her arm, he threw her roughly on the bed, with her face landing flat on its sheets. She turn her head lightly to see her brother crawling towards her.

He pulled her from her waist and forced her to lie on her back. Kneeling before her as he spread her legs with his. He continued to devour her lips, nibbling and sucking every now and then. He then moved to her ears and bit her earlobe—hard—until it bled and Mabel yelped in the sudden jolt of pain. He licked the blood clean before leaving wet kisses down to where her neck and shoulders met and bit hard once more, sucking the skin until he was definite that it would leave a mark.

He leaned back to remove his shirt and grabbed a knife from his pocket. He slashed through her nightgown and threw the knife aside.

He marveled at the sight before him. His sister sprawled out beneath him, her face flushed as she looks up at him. Every bit of her skin completely exposed with the only exception of her remaining undergarments which he plans of removing perhaps some time later. Her nipples perked up waiting and wanting to be touched—to be sucked, which is was exactly what he was planning on doing.

He leaned down to kiss the center of her breast. He fondled one while he pinched the nipple with his free hand, glancing up at her as she continues to gasp and moan his name ever so softly. Her hands eventually snakes their way down to his hair and he swiftly pins them up above her head, causing him to stop and earning a soft whimper from Mabel from the sudden feeling of emptiness.

"Uh-uh," he snapped his finger and Mabel felt a force holding her hands together and she realized that he had used his powers to tie her hands up.

Dipper resumed his previous ministrations. He bit on her right nipple and Mabel yelped both from pain and pleasure. He ripped her remaining undergarments and reached down to insert a finger inside her, slowly fingering her as he continued to suck and fondle her breasts. He added another finger, letting it be completely surrounded by her juices before pulling it out and holding it close to her lips and instructed her to suck.

Mabel felt the familiar sensation building up in her abdomen and she sped up in sucking his brother's finger, rolling her tongue around it like she had done with his dick.

Sensing that she was about to cum, he abruptly leaned back up. Mabel groans, "What the heck?"

Dipper snickered, "I can't have you cumming before me, now can I?" He flipped her over so that her ass was exposed to him and slapped her cheeks alternatively, once, twice, thrice. Mabel could only whimper from the stinging feeling it gave her but was soon turned into pleasure as Dipper entered her with one quick thrust, completely filling her inside.

She buried her face onto the pillows to muffle her moans. But Dipper pulled on her hair causing her to arch back with a load groan.

"Can he fuck you like this?" He says and starts to pump in and out of her with slow yet forceful thrusts. Mabel's mind was much too filled with the thought of him pounding her that she was incapable of producing a coherent answer. Dipper yanked on her hair once more and she shrieks. "Answer me!"

"No!" Mabel screams.

Dipper sped up, holding her hair with one hand while his other held her waist in place as he continued to thrust in and out of her, building up his pace but slows down every time he could sense her nearing her release.

He slaps her bum once without halting his thrusts. "This will teach you not to screw around with other guys." He pounds himself into her. "You belong to me. Do you understand?"

He slaps her once more when she didn't answer. Mabel nods. "Yes! Oh god I'm so close,"

Dipper smirks, pulling himself out of her, but letting the tip of his cock linger on her entrance. He push her when he felt her trying to get him to enter her again. "Don't think that I'll make this easy for you my dear sister. You did betray me by involving yourself with another man. Don't you think I deserve an apology for that?" He said as he stroked her ass.

"Fine! I'm sorry! Just hurry up already!" Mabel whined.

"I'm afraid that won't do." Dipper shook his head. "I guess I should just stop this," he says. Moving back away from her, making a show of zipping back his throbbing dick inside.

"Oh for fuck sake—I'm sorry for going out with Gideon and having sex with him! It was stupid I know, but what else was I supposed to do when you're always busy reading that goddamn book! You've completely neglected me and in case you're not aware, I have needs too Dipper! So if you don't hurry up and finish me off then I might as well go back to Gideon!" Mabel said in a huff and begins to move when Dipper grabs her by the arm.

"And what makes you think I'd let you go back to him?" He pulls her back to his arms and lays her down on the bed, positioning himself back in her entrance, he looks at her in the eye and said, "You're mine, Mabel. Only mine"

Mabel snaked her arms around his neck and smiled, "Then take me,"

In one swift motion he was inside her again, pounding furiously as he too was desperate for his own release. Mabel wrapped her legs around his waist giving him deeper access inside of her. He buries his face onto her neck giving her more love bites that he was certain would make everyone who sees it know that she already belongs to someone else.

Mabel loved the feeling of being in control, especially when she is given the chance to over power her brother, which does not often occur due to him being the alpha twin (though she refuses to admit that). That kind of scenario most likely happens when they're on the bed with Mabel on top of him. With Dipper's mind too fogged with lust, Mabel could dominate him and he completely submits himself to his sister.

But sometimes she wants to be the one dominated by him, especially getting him infuriated before sex. Because a perverted side of her enjoys the glare he sent her as he drills himself into her with much passion.

He leans back and stares into her eyes. "Let me hear you scream, sis." He says with a devilish grin and "I want you to scream my name, Mabel. I want Gravity Falls to know who's the only one capable of making you feel this good." Picking up his pace, he knew they were both reaching their limit and Mabel was meeting his thrusts with her own as she moaned his name like a prayer.

As hard and as fast as he could, he rammed into her, "Scream for me,"

"Dipper!" And with a few more thrusts Mabel body shuddered her insides contracted, squeezing Dipper's cock and causing him to spill his seed inside her.

They both panted as dipper laid beside Mabel, both sweaty and still high from sex. He turns to look at her, her eyes closed as she breathed heavily. He reached for a strand of hair stuck to her forehead and tucked in behind her ear. Mabel opens her eyes and smiles.

"I'm sorry," he muttered

Mabel's eyebrows arched. "For what?"

"You wouldn't have felt the need to find some other guy if I was paying more attention to you." Dipper explained.

She shrugs. "It was worth it though, I mean, Dominant Dipper? Totally worth it. Bro-bro," she giggles.

Dipper lets out a chuckle "Well I think we can arrange that, if that's what fit your needs. We don't need a third party, sis. All you need is ask"

Mabel smiles. "I'll be sure to remember that next time,"

Dipper wraps an arm around her and pulled her closer to kiss her forehead. "I love you, Mabel"

Mabel looks up to kiss him on the cheek. "I love you too, Dipper"

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"And for the record. Gideon's dick is no bigger than yours,"