#Hayden is hot—

[nanowatzophina]

Sketch dump and good night

[godsleastwanted]

girls who look like they want to cut you open😋

[anissweetheart]

ive never gotten over this and i dont think i ever will tbh

[weixuldo]

Who's your Daddy?

Older!James Kelly x f!reader

(SORRY FOR BEING GONE SO LONG OMLLLL- i’ve never written anything other than starwars lol- but I hope this is enjoyable. I also havent ever written fauxscest and I wouldn't say i'm really into it, but I feel like it fits the character lowkey)

One of James' customer mistakes you for his daughter and you actually play along...James isnt thrilled

warnings: dead dove do not eat?, Fauxscest, age gap, orgasm denial, just regular schmegular smex, name calling,

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 “Fuck Jamie!” you squealed as DILF!James Kelly harshly bent you over the old camaro that had been sitting in his shop for the past two weeks. 

His strong tattooed hand had your nicely curled hair in a strong grip as he smacked your ass with the other. “You wanna act like a child so bad, then I’ll treat you like one” he said as he continued to spank you. 

Earlier, James had been finishing up a job on an old Ford pickup and was negotiating payment with the owner when you skipped out from inside the shop wearing shorts and a tank top.

In James’ “office”- really just a room with a chair and desk that he’d toss papers on (or eat you out on)- he had a bowl of candy just in case a client brought around their kids. James never really knew what to do with kids, but you told him having a candy jar would make him seem less scary.

Of course he had one the next day.

But clients never really brought their kids around the shop so you got to enjoy the majority of the candy. Today you were feeling the cherry lollipop and twirled it around your mouth as you scampered out to see what James was up to. 

As you walked out you saw James broad back facing you as he stood with his arms crossed towards a gruff man with gray hair. They looked like they were talking shop- how boring.

You sighed and were about to go back inside when the gray haired man noticed you. 

“Kelly, you never mentioned ya had kids?”. 

James was taken aback- kids? 

He turned to see what the man was looking at when his icy eyes landed on your tantalizing form; it was nearly 97 degrees and humid as fuck- why the hell did you look so good?

He subconsciously licked his bottom lip before remembering the man’s comment; he turned back just about to protest when you skipped up to him and threw your arms around him. 

“He’s never mentioned me?” you said with a fake pout. 

“But dad- I thought you were proud of me? Why don’t you tell your friends about me?” 

James was too stunned to speak- sure, you’d occasionally call him “daddy” in bed but he never thought that act would leave the bedroom. His left eye twitched as he looked down at your doe eyed expression. 

“Haha- I’m sure yer Dad’s proud of ya kiddo- probably just wanted to hide you away cause you’d have all the boys riled up” the gray haired man chuckled as James fought to keep his frustration at bay. 

“Is that why daddy?” you asked innocently. 

James was pissed

…

and extremely turned on.

But he was really bothered that his client was obviously checking you out right in front of him. He clenched his jaw once more before straining out an answer. 

“Yea thats why, sweetheart. I’d hate to have to get the shotgun out of the shed for something other than hunting” he falsely smiled. 

You hugged him once more before heading back inside “Well I’ll let you two keep talking- Thanks for choosing my dad’s shop” you smiled at the man before your boyfriend. 

He shot back a bright grin “Not a problem darlin’, I’ll be sure to come to yer Dad’s shop from now on haha”. 

James clenched his fists at his sides, he could feel himself losing his composure.

The man finally paid James and added a little extra and told him to “buy somethin’ nice for that daughter of yer’s”. 

Oh- James would definitely not be buying you something nice after the little stunt you just pulled. 

“She's a looker Kelly, better keep an eye on her'' the man commented once more before hopping into his newly fixed truck. 

James just nodded as he counted the money the man paid him, “Yea, i’m always lookin at her- especially when she's bouncing on my cock”. 

The old man’s eyes almost popped out of his sockets; “Pardon?!”. 

James finally met his eye once more with a smug look, “Yea, she’s not my daughter- that’s my girlfriend”. 

The man just sat with the truck held in reverse as he tried to replay the whole interaction. 

“And I’m gonna fuck her raw for that shit she just pulled- Thanks for the tip and have a nice day” he said before shoving the cash into his pocket and shutting the garage gate. 

You had taken a seat at James’ desk as you mindlessly scrolled on your phone. You thought it was funny to play with him like that but you didn’t think it would get him too worked up- so when you heard him call for you to come out to the garage your body buzzed with nervous excitement. 

He had called your name harsher than he normally would so you could tell he was feeling some type of way but you couldn’t quite put your finger on what… were you about to be lectured, yelled at, or fucked? 

Maybe all three heh

James was standing domineeringly with his feet slightly parted and arms crossed tight as you entered the garage. 

“Yesss? What’s wrong Jamie” you answered innocently. 

He clicked his tongue and cut his eyes, “you know damn well what you were doing”. 

You pouted your pretty lips and shook your head, “I don’t really see anything wrong with joking” you said smugly. 

Annnd now you’re here, bent over his camaro with him ruthlessly plunging his thick cock in and out of you.

James’ veins popped as he tugged at your hair with one hand and angled your hips up with the other. He was panting like an animal as he forcefully thrusted into you, heavy balls slapping against your swollen clit. 

“Fuck, please! Jamie- Slow down!” you cried as you grounded yourself on the hood of the old car as your boyfriend hit it from the back. 

“Jamie?” he questioned, squeezing your ass harder.

“James!” you managed.

He let out a low chuckle that made you even wetter than before, “you wanted to call me dad so bad earlier, what happened, doll?”. 

You could hear his stupid smirk in the way he spoke, you wanted to say something but all that was coming out were pathetic whimpers and moans.

You felt him shudder as you clenched your gummy walls around his throbbing cock- “s-shit” he cursed under his breath as he slowly pulled out until just his tip was left in you. 

Your eyes were already brimming with tears-but when he stopped his movements, the tears started to flow. Your poor pussy ached for him to slide between your folds- once he started, you needed him to finish. 

It was almost criminal how empty you felt without your boyfriend’s dick inside of you. You began to whine the longer he held still. 

“You think you’re so slick, little brat” he growled as his rough palm made contact with your bright red ass cheek for the umpteenth time. 

He leaned down to whisper in your ear and you felt the cool silver of his cross chain as it slid down your arched spine. 

“Who am I” he asked with a dangerous lilt to his voice. 

“James” you cried again, you knew that was the wrong answer but you needed him to keep going.

Without warning he plunged into you and bottomed out as your eyes rolled back in pleasure. But just as fast as he was in, he had resumed the previous position. 

“Incorrect” he said before pulling completely out. 

You whimpered before he flipped you around so that you were staring at his flushed face; God he was perfect. Looking down between the two of you- his hard cock was completely coated in your combined juices and twitched as he stood over you. 

He grabbed your hips and lined himself up with your aching core once more before shoving himself in with an abrupt snap of his hips. You gripped onto his forearms as you yelped. 

“Who am I” he asked once more, his voice low with lust. 

“D-Daddy” you cried in humiliation as you shied away from James’ watchful eyes. 

He halted his movements and leaned closer to your ear, “Almost. What did you call me earlier, doll?” he said with a devious smirk. 

You took a deep breath and closed your eyes, “...dad”. 

“What was that baby? Didn’t hear ya” James taunted. 

“DAD!” you wailed as you dug your nails into your older man’s forearms. 

“That’s it, Sweetheart” he smiled as he quickened his pace. 

You moaned as his sloppy thrusts jiggled your breasts around for Jame’s viewing pleasure. You felt your high approaching fast. 

“Fuck- I”m close- I” you cried as James continued diving deeper and deeper into your sopping cunt. 

James bit his bottom lip and pulled out as fast as he had been fucking you; leaving you with a disappointingly empty feeling. You gasped at the loss of his massive member and your eyes shot open to see why your boyfriend felt the need to pull out. 

There he was in all of his glory; brow adorned with sweat , face flushed, brows drawn together, and lips parted. Soon you felt his warm ropes of cum spilling onto your stomach, you whimpered at the wasted seed and your lost orgasm. 

He finished stroking himself with a shudder and squeezed out the rest of his spend onto you with a low groan. 

“W-why?” you almost cried as your boyfriend began to clean himself off. 

“Good girls wouldn’t cum from their dad’s dick-” he tossed you a towel from the hanger on the wall, “I hope you’ve learned your lesson, little one”. 

“Once you’ve had time to think about your actions and clean up- maybe I’ll consider letting you cum” he said before leaving you alone and empty in his dim office. 

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lol I hope you enjoyed :)

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Hayden Christensen + Natalie Portman

Star Wars Episode II Love Featurette

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[lacebird]

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[lunarnightt]

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[ainasobsession]

HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN as ANAKIN SKYWALKER in STAR WARS: EPISODE III — REVENGE OF THE SITH

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[roseyskywalker]

anakin skywalker is a beautiful man <3

[some-celebrity-stuffs]

Hayden Panettiere

[honeydollz]

Real ones watch bad movies because their favourite dilf is in them

[anakinstwinklebunny]

heyy idk if ur doing requests but id love if u could write a vibrator bondage fic w sugar daddy anakin or just any anakin 🫣

TW: stuff in the ask

Author's note: I do take requests, I just do them longer. Why does everyone think I don't take request? 😭 Ily because you've mentioned sugar daddy and I love me some sugar daddy. PLEASE GIVE ME MORE DILF!ANI OR SUGAR DADDY REQUESTS hope you like it :/

The city lights twinkled below the high-rise penthouse as you sat on the velvet couch, legs crossed, your back arched just right, trying to maintain some sense of composure. The sleek, backless dress clung to your skin, the silky fabric teasing the curve of your body—just like the soft buzz between your thighs that drove you absolutely crazy. You were being teased, used and yet you still felt empty..even after those two orgasms you just had

You bit your lip, eyes fixed on Anakin, who sat across from you in a perfectly tailored suit, his eyes dark and full of mischief. He knew exactly what he was doing, and he seemed to be very proud of it

"You like this dress, don't you?" His voice was smooth, low, almost a purr as he lazily twirled the vibrator in his hand.

The dearest God

His gaze flicked from the hem of your dress to your face, watching every twitch of your body. "The one you’ve been eyeing for weeks…"

You shifted, trying to find some relief from the relentless teasing of the vibrator Anakin had strategically placed inside you earlier. It hummed softly, a constant reminder of his control. The silk cuffs binding your wrists to the armrests of the couch made it impossible to do anything about it. You were at his mercy—exactly where he wanted you. It felt incredible, yet you needed more

"Y-Yes," you managed to whisper, feeling the heat rise in your cheeks. "I want it."

Anakin leaned back, smirking, his eyes gleaming under the dim light. "Oh, I know you do, sweetheart. And you know I always give you what you want… but you have to earn it this time"

He clicked the small remote in his hand, and the vibrator's intensity increased slightly, sending a delicious shockwave through your core. Your breath hitched, and your thighs clenched instinctively, but you couldn't close them—he had tied your ankles to the legs of the couch, leaving you open, vulnerable, exposed. The sensation was almost unbearable.

"Anakin, please," you whimpered, feeling the wetness pooling between your legs, your body aching for yet another release.

"Please what?" he asked, raising a brow as if he didn’t know exactly what you needed. He took a slow sip of whiskey from his glass, savoring your desperation, enjoying the power he held over you. "Do you want the dress? Or do you want me?" He emphasized the word

Your hips shifted involuntarily, the relentless pressure building between your legs and everything that was happening around you was making it impossible to think straight. The way he looked at you—so calm, so composed, while you were a trembling mess—only made the heat inside you burn hotter.

"Both," you moaned, voice shaking. "I want both."

Anakin chuckled, the sound dark and sinful, his fingertips brushed against your thigh - the touch light as air, making you shiver. He leaned closer you, his lips grazing the shell of your ear as he whispered in this awfully hot tone, "You have to be good, then. You know how this works."

His hand trailed down your body, fingers dancing over your skin, not quite touching where you needed him the most. He toyed with the hem of the dress, lifting it slightly, exposing more of your trembling hips.

You were so desperate for more—more pressure, more contact, more of him.

"You look so pretty all tied up like this," he murmured, his voice dripping with amusement as he slid his hand over the sensitive spot between your legs. "But I don’t think you deserve that dress yet. Do you?" He raised his brow, twisting the vibrator deeper

You whimpered in response, your back arching involuntarily as his thumb brushed against your already swollen clit. "Please, ani… I’ll be good. I promise."

His lips curled into a wicked smile, and he gave the remote another click (a teasing excuse of a man). The vibrator surged to a higher setting, sending shockwaves of pleasure through you. Your body bucked against the restraints, and a moan escaped your lips. You were on the edge, so close, but still so far.

"You’ll only come when I say so. Understand?"

You nodded, biting down on your lip again, harder this time to stop the building orgasm

"Good girl," he murmured, leaning down to press a slow, deliberate kiss to your collarbone. His hand finally moved, fingers sliding down to stroke you in rhythm with the vibrator, building you up, driving you wild.

Your moans grew louder, your body trembling in his grasp. You could feel the tension in your body reaching its breaking point, your thighs shaking, heart racing. You were so close—just a little more, and you’d—

But then, with one swift motion, Anakin clicked the remote, turning off the vibrator completely. The sudden loss of sensation made you whine, your body still throbbing, desperate for release. And so sore of denied release

"Not yet," he whispered against your skin, his breath warm and teasing. "You haven’t earned it."

Tears of frustration welled in your eyes as you looked up at him, but all you saw was that smug, satisfied smirk on his lips. He loved seeing you like this—completely at his mercy, every nerve in your body begging for his touch.

"But," he continued, his fingers tracing slow circles around your clit, teasing, "if you’re very, very good, maybe I’ll give you what you want."

His hand moved with agonizing slowness, and you could barely think through the haze of desire clouding your mind. "Please, Ani," you whimpered again, willing to do anything to feel him inside you, to come apart under his hands. "I’ll be good, I’ll be so good—"

"That’s what I like to hear," he murmured, his voice soft but filled with authority. And with that, he clicked the remote again, the vibrator roaring back to life, this time at its highest setting.

Your entire body jolted with pleasure, and Anakin’s fingers began to work in tandem with the pulsations, pushing you over the edge. "Now," he whispered, "come for me."

And you did. With a cry, your body shattered beneath his touch, waves of pleasure crashing through you as your muscles tensed and trembled, bound and helpless under his touch, control and affiliation.

As you rode out the aftershocks, Anakin’s hand slowed, his touch softening. He pressed a tender kiss to your hot cheek, his voice low and soothing in your ear. "That’s my good girl."

In the afterglow, as you lay there, limbs trembling and breath ragged, Anakin stood up, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips. "You’ve earned that dress," he said, his eyes gleaming with approval. "And anything else you want."

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[lacebird]

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