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hanasnx · 5 months
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work dad
MINORS DNI 18+ PART ONE ✩ PART TWO ✩ PART THREE
“‘Work-dad,’ huh?” your co-star, HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN, goads while he relentlessly bullies your poor cunt. Battered and abused, your puffy folds swell around his fat cock digging into you. You’re breathing is labored because his big hands are palming the back of your neck in a nelson hold. “‘Work-dad...’” he repeats in awe, winded from effort. Your back lays against his chest, legs tucked up as you strain to watch every inch of his length piston into you. For an old man, he sure knows how to give it to you, his experience showing through in his endurance as he keeps you pinned against him. “You think that interviewer knows what we’ve been up to? You and your work-dad?”
You cry out, a sharp pang of pleasure shooting up your spine as your arms remain arrested above your head. His hot breath washes over you, talking into you while he’s fucking you. “Please, Hayden, fuck—“ your broken words earn you a deep snicker in your ear. Voice weighed down by his years of smoking them out reverberates, and he pecks the shell of your ear affectionately.
“‘Hayden?’” he questions, amused. “So you call me my name here,” The squelching sounds of your conjoined sexes grows louder, filling the room. “but tell strangers you think of me as what? You’re not getting shy, are you?” It’s true, the first time you called him your work-dad was a joke in front of an interviewer, he had no idea that’s even remotely what you thought of him. You’re not even sure why you said it other than his age and experience, far surpassing your own. Your legs are falling asleep being stuck in this hold, but your eyes are rolling into the back of your head, limp and lulling. As if every time he pulls out he pulls your spine along with it.
“M’not! No!” you yelp, desperate to please him.
“Alright, so say it. Tell me it again.” he pants, husky and hot. You squirm to the best of your ability, and you feel him flex around you, keeping where he wants you on top of him. “Uh-uh. Use those words, pretty girl. My daughter uses her fucking words.”
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st4rfckerz · 2 months
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mdni 18+
hayden's warm arms wrapped around your body tightly. his lips grazed the side of your neck, teasing your skin with his warm breath, causing you to shiver. "you're driving me crazy," he whispered huskily, as he gently nibbled on your earlobe. his hand slid down your back, gripping your ass tightly. your soft curves press against his firm muscles. he couldn't help but grin, his excitement palpable as he felt your body heat against his. he, too, allowed himself to relax into you, wrapping a strong arm around your waist to pull you closer.
"hold on, just-" hayden pulls back slightly to look at you again. his eyes, filled with years of wisdom and experience, held a hint of concern as he looked at you. he brushes a stray lock of hair from your face as his gaze lingers. "i'm too old for you sweetheart," he sighs, his voice tinged with regret.
"you make me feel things i haven't felt in years, things i thought i'd never feel again," he admitted, his voice sounded soft yet gruff as a result of his long smoking history. "but what will everyone say?"
yours and hayden's significant age gap has been weighing on his mind lately. especially considering that the media has been publicly releasing photos of you two being seen together frequently, which naturally caused fans to start raving about the possibility of you and hayden becoming romantically involved right away.
"i don't care, and i know you don't too." your hands traced along his muscular arms, feeling the warmth radiating from his body. you leaned in closer, your lips brushing against his neck, leaving a trail of wetness behind. "just need you hay, please? who cares what they think?" your hips accidentally rock sweetly against his own, a low groan erupts in his throat. your words were filled with conviction and determination, punctuated by a soft moan as you felt his hand squeeze your ass.
"you really want this don't you?" he says, his voice low and intense. you nod your head slightly as you trace his jaw, admiring the wrinkled crows feet near his eyes.
with a smirk, he runs large palms along your exposed thighs, his fingers just barely touching your most sensitive area. he pulled away for a moment, his eyes locked on your face as he brought his thumb to trace across your bottom lip. "my sweet little girl," he whispered, his voice thick with lust. his eyes never left your face as he pushed his thumb into your mouth.
he whispered, his breath warm against your skin. you can feel the pad of his big thumb gently massaging the wet muscle as he speaks. "just can't get enough of you," he mumbles, his voice rough with need. his thumb slipped away from your mouth, leaving you craving more. hayden grasps your hand and brings it down to cup his very obvious erection. "see what you do to me?"
your hand squeezed him gently, feeling his hardness pulsing in your palm. his hips bucked slightly, pushing against your hand, seeking more friction as you stroked him through his pants. his fingers fumble slightly as he undid the buttons of his pants, his cock finally springing free.
"let me show you how much you mean to me."
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weixuldo · 3 months
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mdni! NSFW
“Slow down, slow down baby” Hayden Christensen pleads through clenched teeth as he attempts to halt the fluid roll of your hips.
The corners of you mouth turned upwards as you watched him struggle under you- he was on his second orgasm of the night- but you stopped (for now).
“t’s the matter? Though you said we could follow my lead tonight” you laugh as you press your forehead against his.
His beautiful blue eyes clenched shut as you slowly rutted you hips again- usually Hayden set the pace; being the older one in the relationship- he often tended to take the lead with things.
But tonight…ohhh tonight was your night to shine.
you painstakingly dragged your hips along his; your tight pussy clenching around his throbbing cock. His breath faulted as you began to kiss down his neck while his dick sunk deeper and deeper into you.
Once you were satisfied with the depth, you quickened your pace, filling the bedroom with filthy sounds.
“Oh baby, you’re solid- are you already about to cum again?” you teased as the man under you frantically nodded his head.
He groaned and pawed at her fat of your ass as you bounced on him.
“Fuck! Slow down sweetheart” he exclaimed.
You laughed and ignored his pleas until his strong grasp held you firmly in place. You frowned at his strength (you weren’t done).
He rested his head against the headboard with his eyes shut to catch his breath. He looked perfect.
“Hayden… why’d you stop me?” you asked as you dragged your polished nails down his chest.
Still breathless he responded “didn’t wanna cum yet- wasn’t ready”.
You scoffed and swiveled your hips quickly once his grip loosened, “well i can feel your dick twitching babe- i think you’re ready” you smiled before lightly smacking his hands off of you.
“plus you said this was my night, remember?” you added as you began to ride him again.
His chest rose and fell as his synapses fired, “Fuck! Fuck please” he begged.
You quickened your pace and soon he felt his thighs begin to tremble; he was close.
With a smirk you bent down to his ear and gently nibbled on the lobe before whispering “it’s alright baby, you can let go”.
The man whimpered desperately before you sunk down on him particularly hard and he bursted inside of you. Happily you welcomed his warm seed as he emptied his drawn up balls into your tight pussy.
Once you are satisfied you slowly slid off of him, making him groan. He was breathing heavily and his brows were upturned in the most beautiful manner. You smiled and gently took his tired and blushing member into your delicate hands; he gasped at the sudden touch- he was so sensitive.
Slowly, but meticulously, you began pumping his still semi hard dick. Hayden’s body tenses up as he tried to understand what was happening.
“B-Baby, I can’t-“
You shook your head, “but you can” you responded, lining up your hole with his shiny tip.
“Oh God…baby… oh God!” he cried as you sunk back down onto him.
You kissed him tenderly as your cunt gripped into his cock; “just give me two more Hay- jus’ two more” you repeated as you clawed at his toned back
*sub hayden? ummm yes pls… over stimmed too?!
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bunnie-online · 2 months
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hayden coming home from a shoot, needing to relieve stress so ofc he uses you. i’m dizzy.
warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI. established relationship, free use kink if you squint.
you’re laying on your stomach, watching a show on your laptop on your shared bed. you’re so enthralled in your show, you haven’t touched your phone for almost two hours. you had no idea that your fiancé was home, let alone coming up the stairs.
he opens the door to your bedroom, you jolt in surprise. “oh! hi baby!” you turn your head to beam at him, still lying on your stomach. “hi, princess.” he says curtly, unbuttoning his pants with a stern expression. “are you okay, lovey?” you ask concerned. “mhm. long day.” he yanks his pants and boxers down, his cock already standing at attention.
before you know it, he’s pulling you up by your hips, raising your ass into the air. “hayden!” you squeal as he practically rips your sweats off.
“shh, pretty thing. let me use you.”
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aggressive hayden >>>
~ bunnie
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rafesslxt · 7 days
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Road head | Stephen Glass
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summary: you say sorry with your mouth around him
warnings: blowjob, whimpering stephen, driving without seatbelt on
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Imagine having an argument with Stephen in the car but after a few minutes of silence you sigh and realize that you overreacted when in reality he just meant good.
You drove on a country road with no other car‘s or people in sigh so you smirk to yourself and take your hair up into a ponytail.
He looks over to you for a second and then back to the road. I unbuckle my seatbelt and and lean over the console to him. "B-babe what are you doing?" he stutters while pushing his glasses back up his nose.
"I‘m showing you how sorry I am for arguing and how much I appreciate you." i say while pulling down the zipper of his jeans. "Y/N i - i have to concentrate .. the road i -" "shhh just look at the road baby." I pull his pants down and palm him through his boxershorts.
I look up through my lashes and see him biting his lip. I slip my hand into them and pull him out, already standing up hard and throbbing.
I see a few drops of pre-cum on his tip that I lick away slowly, kissing it afterwards. "Mh baby I - I don‘t think that‘s a good – oohhhh" while he started talking and took him in my mouth, wrapping my soft lips around him and letting my head go up and down.
"Sh-shit b-ba-by.." he whimpers, gripping the wheel even harder than before.
I wrap my hand around the rest that doesn‘t fit into my mouth and start moving it up and down in the same rythm my mouth does.
His hips buckle up and I feel the car slighty moving from left to right. I hear him whimper and moan above me, i can only imagine him rolling his eyes back while he bites down on his lip.
"I-I‘m gonna c-cum y/n ngh god yes" him moaning like that aaah
I take him even deeper now, moving my hand faster and sucking harder until he steps on the brakes stopping the car before he grips my hair, pushing my head down. I gag around him when suddenly he moans out my name and bucks up his hips again, pumping his cum down my throat.
When he calms down he lets go of my head and helps me up. "Oh baby.. here wait - " he looks for a tissue but before be can find one I open my mouth and show him proudly that I swallowed everything.
He breathes out "fuck.." "Yeah we can do that at home, so start driving." I say grinning, sitting back down into the passanger seat.
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my first Hayden/Stephen One Shot so let me know what you think 🫶🏻
xoxo sarah <3
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erosmutt · 23 days
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☆ thinkin' bout . . .
. . . hayden and reader with an oral fixation
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you both were laying on the couch, your back against his chest. his pretty, slender middle finger was in your mouth as you suckled calmly, reading on your phone. hayden on the other hand was lazily pressing the 'down' button on the remote, searching for something to watch. it was all so boring. the news, the bachelor, the news again, infomercials, then he finally settled on QVC.
"don't we need a springform pan?" he asks, tossing the remote onto the coffee table. you look up and watch as the host talks about the non-stick pan. pulling off his fingers, you smile, eyes heavy with sleep. "yeah, i do actually. i've been wanting to make a cheesecake."
hayden smiles and strokes your cheek with his thumb. "raspberry?" you shake your head. "blackberry." he nods. "sounds interesting. i think it'd be good." you part your lips. getting the memo, he slips his middle and ring fingers into your mouth to the first knuckle. "relax sweets, i'll be here when you wake up."
ᝰ.ᐟ @102hannah
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stars4ani · 2 months
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nsfw 18+
based on this ask
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it wasn’t unusual to have james kelly spend the night at your house, he’s known your dad since they were in college, which means he’s known you all your life. ofcourse, you’d grown up a lot, yet remaining oblivious to his prying eyes. you tried to convince yourself you’d gotten over your harmless little crush on him, but it was so hard when he was always around. trying to work that in your favor, your sweatpants and sweatshirts quickly turned to skirts and low-cut tops.
under the assumption that both your father and james had drifted off on the couch, you tiptoe into the kitchen for a glass of water. just as youre about to go back up to your room, you feel a presence behind you.
“can’t just avoid me forever y’know. it’s rude.” his voice, raspy due to his years of smoking, send shivers straight to your core.
“shit- i mean sorry i- i didn’t see you” you blurt out, mouth moving faster than your mind. god, he made you so nervous.
“don’t be sorry kid,” he chuckles, bringing his beer can to his lips and taking a sip, “what, mommy and daddy don’t like you cursing?” he teases.
“don’t call me kid” you pout, the nickname has always been annoying, but a sick part of you got turned on by it.
“not a kid huh? what are you then?” his teasing tone remains as his eyes linger on your chest.
it’s not long until he has you pressed against the wall, hungry mouth exploring your innocent one. you taste the booze and you smell the weed on him, he’s going to regret this. but you don’t care right now, what you do care about is the fact that his cold hands are creeping up your skirt as he deepens the kiss, tongue invading your mouth. you shiver at the feeling of his rings against your soft skin, “james”, you whine, pulling away slightly. “we can’t” you warn, looking up at him with lust filled eyes.
he laughs, raising an eyebrow at you
“yeah? this isn’t what you have in mind when you walk around in those skimpy fuckin skirts?”
your eyes go wide and your cheeks turn red.
“don’t go all shy on me now” he rasps, not giving you time to respond as he puts a hand to the back of your neck and bends you over the counter. he’s quick to pull down your soaked panties, your skirt rides up and you reach back to take it off but he grabs your wrist, stopping you.
“you wore it cus’ you wanted to get fucked so you’re keeping it on” he says, pulling out his cock and teasing the tip between your folds. “ever done this before?” he asks, not knowing if he could be rough with you or not.
“yes” you answer breathlessly, arching your back in hopes of some friction.
he chuckles, “knew you weren’t the good girl you act like you are.”
your hair is bunched up in his hand so he can kiss along your neck and shoulders as he thrusts himself into your tight cunt. you’ve never felt this full before, moans becoming broken and turning into begs. his composure is breaking too, with the way your walls flutter around him how could he not? his quiet groans grow whinier, you swear you hear him whimper, and that’s enough to send you both over the edge. you stay like that for a bit, both catching your breaths, you still can’t wrap your head around what happened. you turn around and leave a chaste kiss on his cheek, “please don’t regret this in the morning” you whisper softly, looking up at him with a hinge of guilt in your expression.
“i won’t, kid.”
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aemvnd · 20 days
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𝒶.skywalker. ┆ belonging.
◟ ㅤᡣ𐭩ㅤㅤ ݁.﹒ first time writing for anakin in a min …n yes it's a modern au . <3 be kind, pls. !!!
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anakin skywalker is a naturally dominant man, and we all know that, but, when you're sitting in his lap, like just now, all pretty and your glossy lips all pouty and kissable, doe-like eyes all innocent and dreamy, anakin cannot help but want to have you, to possess you, to own you in every way possible—completely.
he craves you, desperately, day and night, every second of every waking moment, and his dreams, they're so vivid—they're of you, because of course they are, and you're so beautiful, so perfect, the most beautiful creature he'd ever seen, or will ever know.
anakin knows he must have you, giving the sweet-smelling skin of your pulse point a soft, tender kiss, knowing you're a sensitive little thing, but he doesn't care, doesn't care that you whine and playfully swat at his thick, muscular arm, and he just wants you to understand, to understand that you belong to him—that you've always belonged to him.
"anakin," you mewl girlishly, so soft and sweet and naïvely beautifully, he cannot stand it, and he gives you a small, lazy smirk, his blue eyes sparkling as they slightly gaze down at you, watching you, watching your expressions as he wraps his strong, masculine arms around your waist, tugging you closer against himself on his lap, wanting to see how you'd react.
anakin loves your little reactions, always so shy and sweet, it makes him smile, how bashful you become around him, how you try to act as if your little cunt isn't quivering at just the mere sight of him, knowing your panties were already soaked with your sweetness, just waiting for him to lick you clean, happily and eagerly.
and anakin is more than happy to help you, to help relieve you, to relieve that ache you feel, and he wonders if you ever touched your sweet little pussy—good girl that you're, he doubts it, but he wouldn't know, you don't like talking about such 'naughty things' as you like to say, always too bashful around him to speak such lewd words aloud.
anakin has no such qualms, he enjoys discussing how he wishes to devour your sweet little pussy, to fuck you until you're numb and too dumb to speak, your limbs weak and needing his help to do basic things, like bring you snacks or bathe you—he'd do anything for you if you'd only ask, and even more.
"what's wrong, baby?" anakin croons lovingly, raising a large, tan-skinned hand and gently curling two long, calloused fingers under your chin, forcing your eyes to look up at him, making your belly flutter with a swarm of butterflies—and anakin cannot help but smile wolfishly, chuckling softly as he can feel the way your body trembles in his lap, needy and wanting, and if you'd only ask, he'd give you what you so desperately crave, what you need.
all you need to do is ask, and anakin skywalker is more than willing to provide that relief for you, in any way you desire—he is yours, yours to command, just as you belong to him.
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hopesworlld · 28 days
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smoking with sam monroe !
( weed, forced smoking, teasing, mean!sam, use of good girl )
“sammy,” you whimpered, lips twisted into a pouty little frown as you looked up at your boyfriend, who had spent the past hour teasing you was now hovering over you, a cocky smirk twisted on his pale petal lips, a joint hanging from them.
“yea, babe?” he asked, words slurred as he brought a light up to his mouth, burning the end of the joint and inhaling deeply, you watched as his eyes fluttered shut, tendrils of smoke spilling the corners of his mouth and nose as he let the smoke settle in his lungs.
“you… you said you were gonna…” you trailed off, rolling your hips with a pout, sam snickered, pulling the blunt from his lips and cocking a brow at you. your panties were tugged down around your ankles, vest top tugged down leaving your tits bare and marred with red and purple marks.
“gonna what?” sam asked, taking another drag, you watched his adam’s apple bob before he exhaled, blowing the smoke directly in your face, you spluttered, little coughs dragging from your throat.
“sam,” you gasped, voice tight as you blinked rapidly, tears stinging your waterline.
“sweet girl,” he grinned, “so innocent, was that too much for you?” he asked, your face pulled into a scowl, reaching between the two of you to grab his cock and guide into your sopping heat but sam smacked you hand away from him. “the fuck you think you doing?” he spat, eyes burning.
“i’m… want you to fuck me,” you cried, “you said you would!” but sam shook his head, tapping his blunt over you, you hissed when the ash scolded your skin.
“i said after i smoked,” sam said, “can’t fucking wait can you, so fucking desperate,” he said with a roll of his eyes.
“you’re so mean,” you whined, glaring up at him with big doe eyes and sam scoffed, leaning down and grabbing your face, pinching your cheeks tightly so that your lips parted, he then took another drag of his joint and blew it directly between your parted lips and then he quickly covered your mouth, using his thumb and forefinger to pinch your nose giving you no choice but to inhale the smoke in your mouth, eyes streaming.
“that’s me being mean, babe,” sam told you, pulling his hand away so that you could cough roughly, smoke pouring from your lips as you gasped for air. “now be a good girl and wait,” he told you, dragging his cock along your weeping slit.
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it’s not a lot but mean!sam, i love it 🫶🏻
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zapernz · 22 days
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was thinking about sleeping with sam in his bed with ur back turned to him on ur side
sam wakes u up in the middle of the night with smth like ”im so horny help me plss” and u say that u are too tired so he starts to fuck ur thighs…
and u would thumb his dick lightly when it goes through ur thighs…
sam would whimper and moan right next to ur ear ab how hes gonna cum :)
nsfw; thigh fucking
use of; “baby”
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his breath on your neck wakes you up as you groan and turn your head to look at him “what sam? i wanna sleep” you complain groggily. he nuzzles his head into your neck peppering kisses there, “baby please-need you” he borderline whines.
you sigh, “no sam use something else, your hand is fine”
“it doesn’t feel like you do..” he complains, “can i use your thighs please, please can i?” he says with another kiss to your neck.
“fine” you say and roll back over. you hear the noise of him pushing down his pants and boxers, and feel him positioning your thighs in the right way, before slowly pushing his dick in-between the plush of your thighs. he hugs you from behind and shoves his face in your neck, “fuck ohmy” he says shakily, your thighs feel so good, he’s trying to not blow his load right then are there, but fuck its hard.
you drop your head to see his dick poking through your thighs, slowly you reach your hand downward, and softly stroke the tip with your thumb, he shudders, “oh fuck- fuck” he bites your shoulder to shut himself up and stabilise himself.
he slowly starts thrusting, moaning into your neck, and whining when the tip collides with the soft pad of your thumb.
“please- please keep doing that” he stutters out, you nod. his thrusts become more sloppy and erratic along with the blissful sounds he’s letting out, you know he’s close.
“fuck- baby please im- im gonna cum- please” he whines, as he shoves his head further into your neck and is holding onto you for dear life, like you would disappear if he let go. “you can do it baby” you grunt out.
the moment he got your ‘permission’ he lets go, the coil snaps, and he’s cumming on your thighs and hand.
“feel better?” you ask.
“mhm” he grumbled.
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coryosbaby · 3 months
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18+, MDNI !! specific hair type mentioned
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Js thinkin’ about Drug dealer! Trailer trash! Anakin…
I can imagine you’re outside smoking a cigarette in your pretty pink nightgown, curlers all pinned up, your fluffy house shoes pressing against the damp summer ground. You’re sitting down on the front steps of your trailer as you listen to Anakin and Padmē argue over and over. So much for a smoke break.
But then, with one last mean remark, Anakin is slamming his screen door and barreling down the steps in anger. Tattoos all over his arms, wearing jeans and no shirt or shoes…nipple piercings on full display. He stands in the grass and tries to calm himself down.
Your face flushes with heat as you see him, and you turn your head as if you hadn’t noticed him there. But his eyes lock on you, and he calms a bit. Hes always had a soft spot for you, his pretty young neighbor. Always chasing away creeps and helping you carry in your groceries, selling you pot that isn’t laced (‘you can’t trust the crackheads in this fuckin’ trailer park. Come to me if you ever need any shit like that, okay?’). You can’t deny the crush you’ve had on him for the longest time. You guess you’re just like your momma in that way— always going after men old enough to be your dad, men that you shouldn’t ever associate with. Men that are bad news.
Anakin sighs, jeans hanging low on his hips, and you try not to drool.
“Did you hear all of that?”
You give him a shy, timid smile. You awkwardly shuffle on your feet.
“A little. I’ve only been out here for five minutes, though.”
He hums, his eyes moving down to the cigarette in your manicured hand.
“Can I bum one?”
You nod, and the man walks over the short distance between your houses and sits down beside you. He smells like cologne, sweat, and a little bit of alcohol. Not in a bad way, though. It makes you practically dizzy with want, your thighs prsssing together as he lets out a small “thanks, dollface” as he reaches into your nightgown pocket and pulls out your half empty pack of Marlboros. He lights up, smoke billowing out of his nostrils as he exhales and leans back against your screen door.
“I’m sorry,” he says. “I try not to yell, but..”
He shakes his head, as if it isn’t worth discussing. You knee bumps against his, and you shrug.
“It’s okay. I get it.”
His shoulders relax, his ring clad fingers skimming your thigh. He give you an amused smile as he sees the curlers in your hair.
“About to go to bed, grandma?”
You roll your eyes at his teasing, taking a long drag.
“Yeah, actually.”
“Mmm..” His hand comes up to your face, stroking the soft skin of your cheek. Your eyes widen, a flush coating your cheeks. “It’s cute, y’know. The way you always wear your hair like this at night.”
You struggle to find words, your lips parting with every breath. Anakin’s eyes light up, as if remembering something, and he reaches into his pocket.
“You still smoke?” He asks, a baggy of weed now in his palm. You say yes because it’s true, and invite him inside your house.
And of course, it isn’t long before he’s got you whining for him. A joint and a half later, your pussy is spread out on his cock as he takes you against your bedroom wall. He doesn’t fuck you on your bed— he says it’s hotter this way, taking you so desperately. He fills you up damn near perfectly, his face buried into your neck as he holds you up with his strong arms.
All the while, your curlers are falling out, house shoes halfway off your toes, your nightgown lifted up and slightly ripped from his roughness. Your loose, unfinished curls stick against your forehead as he pummels you, and he practically laughs in your face.
“Oh, baby,” he says. “Hair’s so messy, ‘s fuckin’ adorable.”
You cry from embarrassment, drooling all over his lips when he pulls you into a wet ‘n messy kiss. Your fingers card through his dyed black locks, lashes fluttering when he thumbs your clit.
“Oh!” You let manage to let out, slick pooling as you cream on his cock. “Ani, ani, feel s’ good…”
“Yeah?” He breathes, with jagged thrusts into your weeping cunt. “Cmon, dollface. Let the whole trailer park hear you. That’s my fuckin’ girl.”
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:: @mysticpenguincreation @nightmare-niko @iheartinkonpaper @claireyberryy @becauseseaotters @emmalandry
creds to @fuckmyskywalker for this amazing idea 🩷🩷
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hanasnx · 3 months
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MINORS DNI 18+
“You did what?” HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN questions in amused disbelief, picking himself up off the bed a centimeter when his abdomen flexed from his powerful scoff.
Nestled into his side, a thick arm wound around you, you’re playfully incredulous when you animate inquiring gestures at him, frowning over his obvious skepticism. “Why would I lie about that?”
“No, baby, it’s not that you would lie, I just-“ He squeezes you tighter, and jostles you gently. Once he glances at your pout, he softens his delivery, “I’m saying, it’s hard to wrap my head around. I never thought that a fan could… you know,” he trails off, gesticulating vaguely to finish his sentence by drawing attention to your naked and tangled bodies underneath the covers.
You squeak a noise of offense, sitting up and out of his embrace clutching the sheets to your bare chest. He doesn’t deserve to see them right now. “Oh, my god.” you exclaim, and when you swing your legs out to land your feet on the cold floor, you draw the sheet with you.
“Now wait, c’mon, I didn’t mean that. Come back, you’re taking the warm with you.” he scrambles to find an excuse to keep you close, but you’re already walking away as he’s reaching for you.
“I’m going to find the picture. I know I have it somewhere.” you insist, more to yourself than him as he settles back into bed. The way your hips sway catch the thin material between your ass, and he rolls his tongue between his lips as he watches. You bend down over a box next to your bedroom desk, sifting through its contents hastily until you move onto the next one. Hayden adjusts in his seat, picking at his halfie that’s perking up at the memory of what you look like under that sheet, underneath him. “Ugh, it was right here!”
“If you don’t have it, sweetheart, don’t worry, I believe you. Come back to bed,” he coaxes, eyes hooded as he keeps them glued to you. You reach behind you, wagging a shaming finger at him to which he chuckles at.
“No, no. I’ll find it.” you scold him for his attempts to derail you from your quest, striding to the other side to check a drawer. “Ah-ha!” you interject victoriously, smug in your success as you flick the photo out of its place.
“Is that it?” he asks, craning his neck to see past you, but he sounds nonchalant, as if he’s still skeptical of your claim.
“You are gonna eat those fuckin’ words, baby,” you muse as you march right back to him, the paper flipping in air from your rush. “Take a look at this.”
You shove the photo into his view, and gingerly he takes it, his thumb at the very edge of the white line so as to not soil the quality with his fingerprints. Quietly, he observes it through the bottoms of his eyes, tipping his head back, demonstrating his aging sight as he takes a gander at it much like an old man might. Uneasily, you glance between them. “Oh.” he finally says with knowing. “You changed your hair.” he notes, tilting his head at the picture of you and him. Years ago, you’d gone to a con with the sole purpose of meeting Hayden to take a photo with him. The day you bought that photo op ticket was one of your happiest, replaced as soon as you first laid eyes on him in that booth.
“See? You believe me now.” you tell him cockily, popping your hip out.
“I remember you.” he muses in a tune, scratching at the scruff off his cheek with a pensive parted smile. “You had the cutest little ass—“
Promptly, you go to pluck the picture from his grasp. “Okay, that’s enough.” but he’s much too quick for you, jerking it away to continue ogling it.
Keeping it from you, his voice raises in volume and glee as you continue to fail to retrieve it from him. “No, no, it’s coming back to me. You tripped on the way in. Sweet little thing. Couldn’t even say anything to me, you were so nervous. Held eye contact like a champ though,”
You reach fully over him, stretching out over his lap as you struggle to grab it from him. “Hayden! Give it back!”
“Your little hand was shaking when you offered it to me. Asking for that pose. Still the same naughty girl.”
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st4rfckerz · 2 months
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“do you guys think that if hayden saw me mysteriously riding my horse with my hair wisping in the wind he would fall in love with me”
Of fucking course bb! Imagine this:
Hayden works on your grandpa’s farm, he’s doing something your grandpa told him to do when he saw you riding Vinny
He was aware that you were gonna be at the farm but he didn’t expect you to be THAT beautiful, all he can think is “Is this the love of my life?”
Other workers bring him back to reality while mocking him. Hayden asks them if you go there often in hope the answer is yes so he can see you every time you go
An hour later or so he can finally meet you face to face and he’s in awe cause of how nice you are even when he’s kinda shy to talk to you And he tries to stay close to you as long as he can       
🦝
this is only fueling my delusions thank you raccoon anon
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bunnie-online · 6 months
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hello hello~! just wanted to give y'all a little update
thanks for 100 followers! i appreciate it sm!! i haven't written in a while and i'm so glad you guys are enjoying it!!
heres what i'm currently working on!
anakin:
kiss land (modern!anakin takes you on a joy ride. it's also pt.2 to this ask hehe)
nobody's son, nobody's daughter (hurt/comfort, arguing with anakin after a rough day)
ride, cowgirl. (no plot just horny)
stuffies (ani gifting you a stuffie awww! fluffy fluff fluff)
sunday morning. (even more fluff! waking up with ani is sooo sweet.)
sam monroe:
sensitive (pt. 2 to this ask i got)
clay beresford
• last one standing (VERY ooc!clay. half plot half porn, halloween special)
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thanks so much for your patience y'all!
~bunnie
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rafesslxt · 14 days
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imagine him looking at you like that. Imagine him not being able to look away from your lips.
thats it.thats the post.
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anisbaby · 18 days
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anakin skywalker who comes home from a mission completely worn out and agitated to find you lounging on the bed with a book.
he says nothing as he shrugs off his robe before crawling onto the bed and taking a hold of your legs. You squeak slightly looking down at him with wide eyes as he settles between your spread legs.
He meets your gaze for a moment before manoeuvring your shorts down your legs. "good girl." he mumbles as you lift your hips allowing him to pull your panties down.
Hooking his arms under your legs he blew out a breath on your core. A small sound of surprise escaped your lips as he tightened his grip around you.
"Stay still." he grits out before attaching his lips to your clit. You gasp, your hands flying to his hair.
He's quick in working you to your first climax, only tightening his grip more as you begin to squirm from overstimulation. "anakin. too much." you gasped pushing against his head.
a low growl escaped his throat as his hand came down against your thigh. "We're done when I say we're done."
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