#hayden christensen characters

[anakinstwinklebunny]

PAIRING: sugar daddy!anakin x f!reader

FLUFF ❦

"Ani, please," you pouted, clutching your phone in both hands, before out stretching them to practically shove the screen in his face. There it was, a picture of the fluffiest, most ridiculous little guinea pig staring back at him with those little black eyes.

Anakin didn't even blink. "No."

"What do you mean, no?"

"I mean no, sweetheart," he muttered, gaze moving down to the file, hand already flipping a page in the obnoxiously thick contract he has been reviewing at the kitchen table since breakfast. He didn't even gave you a further glance.

But you’re known for being relentless. You won't back down so easily. So, you moved closer to him before sliding onto his lap with grace. Your arms looped around his neck, expression twisting into a pout like the manipulative little minx you were. "But look at her, Ani," you whispered, tilting the phone so he had no choice but to look. "She’s just a baby."

He barely spared a glance at it before his eyes flicked back to his paperwork. "She’s a rodent."

"She’s a soft, sweet, helpless little baby," you corrected dramatically. "Like me."

His lips twitched—but he refused to let that take over , let that make him smile. Refused to let you win.

"Baby, they stink," he said painly, adjusting the gold cufflink on his sleeve. "I’m not keeping a tiny, smelly furball in my penthouse."

"They don’t stink!" you argued, of course, trying to pout even harder. "And I’d clean up after her, I swear! You’d never even notice she’s here."

Anakin snorted. "Oh, really? Because every time I get you a plant, you forget to water it. I don’t think a living, breathing animal is a great idea."

"Wait, Ani! It's different! Plants are boring. A guinea pig is—"

"No."

You huffed. Fine. Time for plan B.

With a slow, sweet smile, you nuzzled against his neck, before pressing soft kisses to his pulse point.

"Baby," he sighed, but it was weaker now.

You only hummed innocently, dragging your lips up his jaw, then lower, pressing a slow, open-mouthed kiss to his throat.

"Not gonna work," he muttered, but the voice got already deeper.

"You sure?"

His breath hitches when your fingers trail down his chest, toying with the buttons of his silk dress shirt. "Y/N—"

"You’re so good to me, Ani," you whispered against his lips, rolling your hips just slightly against his lap.

And damn—

Anakin grabbed your waist, yanking you closer, groaning softly when your lips finally collided. It was slow, deep - just like everytime he kissed you, with passion, actual love and worship - his hand cradled your jaw, tilting your head just how he wants.

He surrendered so easily

You whimpered, pressing closer, letting him take full control. Letting his large, calloused hands roam up under your shirt, squeeze your waist, tease your ribs, go higher and higher, fingertips finally meeting the--

You pulled away.

He tried to chase your lips, but to no use. You shoved his hands away, leaving him breathing heavy, eyes hazy. "The hell was that?"

You grinned innocently. "So… about the guinea pig?"

Anakin blinked. Then groaned in annoyance, kind of betrayal (he should have known better), head tipping back against the chair, hands tightening on your waist.

"You’re fucking impossible."

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[anakinsdove]

𝐘𝐞𝐬, 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 | 𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐤𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫

pairing: anakin skywalker x fem!padawan!reader

summary: Your master is horny and frustrated, he looks for release at a nasty gloryhole in coruscant… only to find out that that perfect pussy he’s fucking belongs to his padawan.

c/w: gloryhole, p in v, masturbation, power imbalance (very nasty idgf im sorry im horny)

discord - twitter: anakinsdove. -PART 2-

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧! ｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ。Love you

𝘄/𝗰: 1,838

He’s frustrated, Anakin won’t hide it anymore, he even yelled at you this morning, but as soon as he saw your pretty eyes pout at him he regretted it, it’s not even your fault, you’re learning, he’s your master, he’s supposed to teach you, it’s just… you jumping around and swinging your lightsaber does something to him… and he knows it shouldn’t.

It doesn’t matter anymore, how hard and fast he fucks his fleshlight, how hard he grinds against his mattress trying to chase an unsatisfactory high that leaves him as soon as it arrives, the painful dry orgasms he craves and hates, how painfully hard he grips his cock, nothing is enough, not anymore, he craves something else.

someone else

Someone’s pussy he knows he shouldn’t even think about, but he wonders… he wonders if someday he’ll be able to fuck it… how tight and wet you must feel around his cock… could you even take it? Could his sunshine of padawan handle him? He’ll be gentle, he’ll be rough, he’ll be anything you want him to be

Anakin sits on his bed late at night, however this is coruscant, theres always some sort of party going on somewhere, bars, loud noises and music, flashing lights, even nasty gloryholes, this planet is wild… the Jedi temple is luxurious and quiet on the surface…. But in the lower levels of coruscant there are… some interesting things happening, but he’s a Jedi, he knows it’s not right, he’s not sure what part isn’t right, but there’s something that doesn’t click.. maybe it’s the fact that paying for some services are just not what he wants, he wants your stupid creamy fucking pussy wrapped around his cock… what would you call him? Master? Anakin? And there’s the other fact that it’s avoid being recognized with his Jedi robes and his lightsaber… he must go undercover if he wants to get what he wants.

As anakin prepares himself for an adventure he takes a peek of the empty hallways at the Jedi temple, everyone asleep, everyone doesn’t have the same problem as him… it’s quiet and peaceful… he remembers that place, Obi wan and him tracked a criminal a few alleys away, the discrete yet inviting place hiding beneath the shadows… *is that?* *Don’t even say it Anakin….* Obi wan said with an unamused expression… of course it fucking is.

And now his feet has finally led him here….

The first thing her sees is lady.. well only her hands.. her face is covered by a piece of wood, completely anonymous… great, like this he’ll just have to imagine it’s you… he hope it does the trick, he hands her some credits without saying much… then he takes a deep breathe *Focus Anakin… focus* he tells himself… but the loud slapping noises and moans keep distracting him, he feels some sort of sense of guilt, he knows he’s better than this, but again he’s not… and the last thing he thinks before opening that stained curtain is… Obi wan should never know this… Y/N should never know this….

And finally he sees legs spread and in display… the wood creaks beneath his feet, the loud moans Turing of his brain, men acting like animals as they fuck a pussy, they’re in heat, just like him… he even sees some men on their knees eating out some women… interesting… who said chivalry doesn’t exist anymore?

He stops in front a pair of legs… all pretty and spread wide, inviting, a puffy clit that begs to be touched and rubbed nicely, fuck… those pretty legs look just like yours… just like yours… when you swirl around and he takes a small glance of that set of thighs under your skirt…

But he’s nervous… the consent has been already given right? He doesn’t have to talk to her or even know her name… it doesn’t fucking matter because she’s not you… he holds onto her thighs squeezing softly as the girl adjusts slightly feeling that she’s about to have some company, and just as his touch arrived is gone again as they leave goosebumps, he unbuttons his pants slower that he should’ve, he grasps his cock over his boxers and releases it giving himself a few strokes to get himself rock hard, fuck he’s about to get it… he needs it so so so so so fucking bad, he needs her, he…

He rubs his cock against her clit, slapping his tip against it gently as he hears a small gasp behind… *cute* he thinks to himself… fuck it he deserves this.

He pushes himself all the way in

Grabbing onto her ankles and starting with a relentless peace, the girl cries out, he should’ve given her some time to adjusts but he just couldn’t control himself… he pushes his hips forward trying to get his dick as deep as possible as he throws his head back… “fucking- he’ll…” he hopes he’s not fucking a virgin but this girl feels like one, she feels the way you would’ve feel wrapped around him, you’re so… you’re completely devoted to him, your life is Jedi training with your master anakin, missions with Anakin, free time with Anakin… you’re his, you’re his you’re his and only his… then why is he fucking this random girl? Why won’t you love him the way he loves you so he could be fucking you instead… this infuriates him as he pistons her harder… faster, his fingers digging into her skin leaving marks, he doesn’t know if it’s allowed or not.

He huffs and growls trying to control his anger… sweet moans filling his ears and emptying his thoughts… fuck she sounds just like you

He feels a deep connection to this girl he’s fucking, the force, something? Or it’s just her tight pussy? Gummy walls massaging him so fucking nice, his balls pounding agains her cute asshole, he chuckles as he watches her hips struggle against the hardwood, struggling to stay still, he licks his fingers and starts massaging her puffy clit, rubbing nice and slow… nice and slow, contrasting with his brutal pace

Y/n, Y/n, Y/n… One day he’s going to take you…. One fucking day…

A bead of sweat falls from his forehead, he ignores the noisy looks from people as they see the young hot man fucking the young hot woman like an animal, his hips move expertly against yours, he knows what he’s doing and it shows, and there’s not much to do than to trust roughly to fuck his frustration out, he loves this, the feeling but he wants more, a deeper connection, to look into your eyes as he fucks you, your nails digging in his back as he fucks you so hard it hurts…

He pushes herself deeper as the girl cries out because his tip is kissing her cervix a painful kiss.

This girl is wet… and she’s getting wetter every seconds, he feels the little splashes her pussy is making against his thighs… cute.. she’s squirting, anakin rubs her clit faster, you would arch your back right now wouldn’t you? If it were you obviously… he sees the girls hips raise a little and he knows she’s arching, her pretty feet shake over his shoulders as he keeps pounding her

His hips falteres as he nears his release, cock twitching and pulsating nice inside her velvety pussy

“Keep going!”

Shit, her voice even sounds like yours and he knows he’s imagining it because he’s whipped but this only enhances his experience… he’s breathing heavily, he’s panting as he tries to keeps some noises from escaping but they do.. and finally he cums… she squirts and it’s all fireworks and aftershocks, spasms and pure pleasure, his legs wobble, he put on quite a show….

He pants and pants until his breathing finally even, he feels at peace, what every orgasm should be like, not like those painful and dry ones he gives himself, he sees his cum dripping from the girls pussy, fuck, he didn’t even pull out… his head is pounding and he holds the girls thighs tighter… he feels… he feels a connection…. A big one… a deep one… a nice one… he buttons up his pants and gets on his knees, like an spell has been casted on him, he spread her legs even wider and dives in, he moans at the taste as he gives her a long lick, his lips instantly wrapping around her clit… he licks his cum out of her, he’s possessed, eyes rolling back into his head as he feels the girls fingers tangling on his hair…. Cute little whines can be heard, he’s obviously overstimulating her but… he doesn’t care, he doesn’t care, he doesn’t care, he doesn’t care.

He forced his eyes to open and he looks up and sees her fingers now resting over her stomach

And he sees the delicate bracelet around her wrist….

One that he happens to share with you

His eyes widen as he stands up immediately

“Y/n” he says loud enough for you to hear as his words get drowned into the loud sex noises…. The humid air and the smell of sex are prominent.

“Im sorry master” you say apologetic with that little voice of yours, one that indicates that you know you did something wrong but you’re not sorry for it

Now everything makes sense, he told you about this place a few months ago when Obi wan and him found it… the urge the intense craving and the way his legs lead him here, the connection that he felt to this person… why he was drawer to this pretty set of thighs.

It was all you, you lead him here, taking advantage of your connection through the force…

And he fucking loves it

He dives back in savoring your pussy, biting your button delicate and tongue fucking your hole as he tastes himself, his tongue exploring your folds… your fingers tangle around his locks as you cry out again, your legs close around his head and your back arches… perfect perfect, so fucking perfect.

He feels your back arch again and your moans get louder

You’re so close… so so close.

And he’s going to drag you to the edge

And he’s going to make you cum again

Your master Anakin Skywalker is devouring you like a mad man

And it’s okay

“Master master!” You cry out

An hour later you come out of the place as Anakin waits for you in a dark alley, he sees your with your coat and your wobbly legs… the walk back home is quiet, too quiet… no words exchanged, the aura is heavy yet not uncomfortable.. he leads you inside the Jedi temple and you walk to his quarters… a punishment, not in a sexual way, a lecture… something awaits… he pushes you inside and the door locks….

Your heels echoe in the darkness as his arms wrap around your torso… and you breathe in relief.

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[citysuk]

i don't know why but i find the fact that hayden smokes SO HOT, he looks so good doing it

I'm a casual smoker and i can tell for a fact that he doesn’t smell like smoke AT ALL

anyone else can relate? 🫦

[haribo-haydenchristensen]

What would I be without this scene?

[anakinsluvrr]

happy birthday to my husband ! 😽 .

( yes ik his birthday isn’t till april 19th !! this was in my drafts! )

[maleyearner]

our good moment

cw intoxication, stalking including b&e, sexual fantasizing, perverted behavior, smut (dub-con, drunken sex, p in v sex, rough sex) pair stalker!james kelly + female!reader sum james stalks you at the club getting too close to your friends and follows you home to make it clear who you belong to. a/n haven't written in a good while, but i got some love on this idea!!

music blared around the large room as you shuffled onto the dance floor with your friends. they looked at you a certain way, ropes of desire in their minds wanting to pull you in.

the amount of drinks you had alone were enough to make a rich man broke and your legs wobbled across the floor as you bumped hips with others. one of your closer friends, damien, came up behind you and pressed his hips into your ass, holding your waist and swaying with you. the music settled and transitioned as you sipped down another shot and leaned your head back into damien's chest.

"good?" he asked you, slurred from his own drinks. his smile grew as you moved with the music and eventually bent down to tease him. your drunken state wasn't an excuse to do what you did, but you were single and he was behind you. before entering the club, you knew of the boundaries between you and damien as friends. after his second drink and your third, the lines blurred worse than your vision.

across the room was james kelly; he wasn't too close, but he wouldn't let his eyes wander if it meant you were in any danger. part of him followed you as a cautionary detail and the other part of him couldn't let the sight of your new dress go to waste. his phone dinged with a notification that yours was close to dead. "shit," he pressed his tongue behind his teeth and snapped a quick photo of you before dialing a cab.

when he saw damien escorting you out, he trailed the two of you promptly outside. james left the music behind and watched you get into a cab and luckily your friend stayed outside. the companion pocketed his hands and turned, but kelly made himself busy on his phone in a matter of seconds.

he got into his own car and drove to your place, a content condo in the decent part of new orleans. james parked further down the street and tugged up his dark hood, tucking away his phone close to his pocketknife. it didn't take long for him to walk closer to your front door. you let out a small burp and unlocked your door after a few tries. the keypad almost got sick of you until your third try. he swiftly made his way by your front bush and allowed you the safety of hearing your door close, assuming you weren't too disoriented.

he stood and watched a distant kitchen light flicker on. james' hand tapped the code in softly, the only one he knew by heart other than his own passwords. his muscular hand twisted the handle open and he slipped inside, walking the opposite way you did and waiting behind the wall until you were ready to go upstairs.

the only other time he had gotten this close to you was when you brought a date home. he couldn't help it, he's a protector. your protector.

kelly's breath hitched slightly as you undressed your way up the stairs and in only your panties in bra, you flopped on your bed. the comfy cushioning made you groan and feel every dance move coming back to bite you in the ass. he was lucky your stairs didn't creak and even luckier that he counted your drinks.

with swift movements, he was at the top of the stairs and by your doorframe, watching you take off your left shoe and struggle with the right one. he waited a few moments for you to get it until a heavy sigh left your intoxicated lips, causing you to lay back and huff in frustration.

he stepped closer and quietly, kneeling down to where you couldn't see him. his hands reached around your ankle and worked your heel off until you felt the relief.

"better?" he asked quietly, practically talking to himself.

your eyes were shut and opened at his voice, nowhere near alarmed. "huh?"

he didn't stand, but instead trailed his nose up from your leg to your waist. the scent of you made him crazy, he couldn't take it anymore. he never got this close. but again, he has never done this at all.

"it's james," he mumbled against you skin. you looked down at him and smiled drunkenly, "mhm?"

you shook your head and furrowed your brows, "did the cab get me?" you dropped your head back tiredly and felt his hand on your side.

james hummed as he kissed your stomach and slipped his hand behind your back and lifted you to unhook your bra and take it off.

he didn't drop it immediately, but felt it in his hands before setting it aside gently. although he was upset with you and your actions, he couldn't help but have his first time with you be so gentle. it would change when he felt a buzz beside you. your phone flashed and rang slightly under your pillow; damien was calling.

james answered your phone and let it lay for the other man to speak. it was mostly slurred words, but he caught a few babys and sweethearts. he hung up abruptly and turned his attention back at you, looking up at him as his hefty body hovered over your figure.

"damien?" you questioned, recognizing the drunk words of your close friend.

kelly shook his head and grabbed your chin to deny your eyes from your phone, "no, just me. just jamie."

you felt his knee slip between your legs and his face closed in on yours. his little kisses were softer than his grasp.

"you're mad at me?" you questioned in a quiet mumble, muffled by his large hand.

he tilted his head and slipped a finger in your panties, scoffing at how wet you were. he didn't have to answer you. the knuckles of his middle finger bent as he curled it inside of you, pumping slowly and watching your face to make sure you felt it.

james released your face and slipped his hood off, revealing his messy hair and more of his expression. you blinked hard and moaned softly. he fingered faster and added a finger when you got too calm.

you uttered small praises at his actions and smiled lazily when he hissed as how tight you were around his fingers.

"saw you getting slutty with other guys, honey," he retracted his fingers and pulled your panties off, pocketing them quickly. "it's like you forgot about me-"

he hurriedly unbuckled his jeans and pulled his boxers down, pressing his tip against your thigh.

"did you forget our good moment?"

you shook your head and looked down at his cock, sliding down on the edge of the bed a bit and widening your legs. he pushed himself inside of your pussy and groaned at the instant heat. "fuck, those drinks worked you up good, didn't they?" he chuckled softly and held your hips down to fuck into you. he didn't keep a slow pace for long.

the image of you bending down for someone else urged him to speed up. he didn't care if this was a quickie, it was more than a photo of you or scrolling on your social pages. james held your legs up and took in all of your moans, groaning lowly and grunting as he got more aggressive. "can he do this, hm? fuck you like you're not just a piece of ass, but a fuckin' doll?"

you shook your head and held his tatted arm, squinting and trying to put the image of his face together.

"c'mon, c'mon," james groaned, fucking you faster and vigorously. he leaned his head back and then looked back down at you, enjoying every inch of him. his abs hardened as he throbbed inside you and pulled out before he came, releasing it on your sheets with a whiny moan. you felt your own cum leak out and down your thigh; a small whimper left your lips as you caught your breath.

he bent down to grab his jeans up and took out your panties, wiping your cum off your leg and then any remainder of his. james would think of himself as crazy if he didn't pocket it again.

once his clothes were back on, he looked down at you. your mind couldn't tell the difference between harsh dancing and him fucking you senseless out of jealousy. james closed your legs and carried them to the side for you to lay in the best right. he pushed off your bra and set away your phone and helped your comforter over you.

his eyes lingered on you as you stretched and glanced at him before letting the need for sleep overcome you.

your mind let his words wash over you. "did you forget our good moment?" he had asked.

james slowly left the room and shut your door, looked down at the stairs as he rushed down them and put his hood up. you knew it or at least the logo on it.

you knew james from when you needed a quick car fix, nothing more. he recognized you every day since then.

[skyguys-princess]

AJ seems like the type to call you ‘his Queen.’ Or maybe ‘goddess’ if he’s in the mood. He certainly worships you like one. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, he would spoil you. Through and through, worshipping you and the ground you walk on.

He gives me switch energy, I don’t think he’s necessary always submissive or dominant. I feel like it would depend on his mood and he’s comfortable enough in his masculinity to not care. Which is why he’s definitely into pda and not just to show you off, he also just doesn’t care about anybody else. If he wants to kiss you and you want him too, then he will. No matter the place or the time.

He’s devoted, similar to Anakin like that. It’s you. Only you, only ever you. No one could ever catch his eye the way you do. No one could ever understand him the way you do. So why would he so much as even look at another woman.

As far as he’s concerned he belongs to you. You own his heart and his very soul.

[biggestsimponhere]

Ghostface Sam! x reader fluff using the prompt "Stay with me" Please and thank you!!

Stay? - Ghostface!Sam x reader

The news had spread through the town fast. A masked killer. People were scared to leave their houses, scared to go to the school, scared to even be in their houses. You however had to go to school, you needed to keep your grades up and besides your best friend, Sam, he’s not afraid of anything and if he’s going then so are you. You smile as you notice him approaching your locker. People have always looked at him weird due to his blue hair and unusual sense of style but you loved it. “How are you?” He asks as he stops beside you. “Honestly?,” You question, he nods “I’m terrified, there’s a killer out there and he seems to be targeting people from our school” You say seriously.

“I would never let anything happen to you” He assures you. “You know I love you but how are you going to fight off a killer?” You ask, he looks as if you just asked him an insane question before he smirks. “I’ve got some skills” He says, before you can question him he tugs you into your history classroom. The two of you sit at your desks. You continue to think about the killer and what you’re meant to do considering your parents are going out tonight. “Sammy?” You whisper over to him. He turns his head in your direction. “After the party tonight, would you walk me home?” You ask quietly. He nods immediately before turning back to his work.

After school you get ready for the party and head to Liliana’s house, meeting sam there. Unfortunately it was a costume party and what better costume than your towns own killer, so it appears most people were dressed like him. You startle as a pair of hands wraps around your waist. “What’re you doing here alone angel?” A voice questions behind you. “Waiting for a friend” You say stepping out of his hands. He holds firm. A silence grows between the two of you before he shouts boo at you. He slides the mask off revealing it’s just Sam. “You’re an asshole you know that?” You say covering your face with your hands. “Oh i’m sorry angel” He says mockingly as he flicks your angel wings.

The two of you join the rest of your peers on the dance floor. You dance for about an hour before Sam tells you that he needs to head to the bathroom. He walks off leaving you alone, dancing with no one. After a strange amount of time you’re confused by his absence. You head to the bathroom in search of him, upon the realization that it’s empty you assume he left you. Heading outside you stand on the porch. A scream sounds from inside as someone says that rick is dead. You didn’t know rick well though he did have a tendency to flirt with you. Everyone sprints away from the house but you still can’t find Sam.

You turn and start to head back into the house before a hand grabs your wrist and pulls you away. You sigh in relief at the realization that it’s Sam. “Where have you been?” You practically yell. He shushes you, and leads you down the street towards your house. Once the two of you settle into your living room you take the time to look him over, admiring him, your best friends always been pretty. You notice a slight hint of red on the fabric of his costume but assume it was just something stupid from the party. “Can you believe ricks dead?” You say, pulling your legs up under you.

He joins you on the couch after taking his costume off. “that’s crazy” He says in a tone that suggests he doesn’t really care. “Let’s get you to bed yeah?” He adds. The two of you head up to your bedroom, you head into the bathroom and change before settling on your bed. “Sam? Will you stay with me?” You ask quietly. “My parents are gone and I don’t want to be alone” You add hoping it’ll convince him, not that he needed any convincing. He nods “Of course” He says sliding into the bed with you. You close your eyes and begin to drift off. “Sweet dreams angel” He whispers at the top of your head. He then smiles knowing rick or any other guy will never be able to talk to you again without meeting… well the sharp edge of a knife.

[xhunnybeeex]

going to buy hayden christensen photo opp tickets and then not having the money to buy them after thinking you had enough is not for the weak. i’m literally trying not to cry about not meeting a 40 year old man. send help.

[anakinstwinklebunny]

omg need more hockey player ani pairing 😭💗 they are too cute ! ur a great writer hehe

PAIRING: popular!hockey player!anakin x nerd!reader

FLUFF ❦

You were just trying to enjoy your lunch. That’s all you wanted. All you needed. A peaceful, quiet break from the exhausting day, just curled up at your usual spot in the cafeteria with your notes spread out and your favorite chocolate pudding waiting for you—

Except the pudding wasn’t there.

You blinked at the empty space where your dessert should be, only to feel a sudden presence beside you. A familiar one. Way familiar one. The scent of fresh cologne, that mix of sweet vanilla and something distinctly him. Then—

Plop.

A pudding cup appeared in front of you, placed by a hand you knew all too well. Big, warm, calloused fingers that had traced over every inch of your skin, now casually sliding your favorite dessert toward you like it was the most natural thing in the world.

You didn’t even have to look up.

“Hi, sweetheart.” ANAKIN SKYWALKER’s voice was too smug, too soft, too teasing, and before you could even react, he was already sitting down across from you, legs sprawled like a confident guy he was. He didn’t care that the entire cafeteria was staring. Watching. Whispering.

Because of course they were.

Let's make it clear, he was the golden boy, the effortlessly cool hockey captain and straight-A student who never really seemed to work for his grades. And that kind of guy had just casually sat himself down at your table. The nerdy, book-loving, keeps-to-herself girl who was currently gripping her fork like it might save her from the sheer amount of attention suffocating the air around her.

Oh God.

The murmurs were turned on an instant. Hushed voices, shameless glances, side eyes (to you, of course. Anakin was too hot for that). You could feel the stares digging it nails into your back, dragging down, drawing blood. The questions running to your ears, swallowed by your mind, fighting against one another

«Are they really dating?»

«How the hell did she pull him?»

«No way, she must be doing his homework or something—»

Yet, Anakin ignored all of it. Acted completely unbothered. If anything, he thrived on it, grinning as he propped his chin up on his palm, blue eyes twinkling with something mischievous.

“You gonna eat that, sunshine?” he teased, nodding towards the pudding cup he’d oh so generously gifted you. “Or are you too busy blushing for me?”

Your face burned. “I—I was not blushing for you.”

“Oh?” Anakin’s smirk only grew wider and he leaned closer, voice dropping to that low, teasing octave that made your stomach flip. “So you always turn that shade of pink when you see me?”

Your glare covered your face instantly “Shut up.”

“Make me.” he punctured each word with slow pronouns cation

You hated how effortlessly he said it. How easy it was for him to fluster you. How well he known you, after..well, three months only. How easily he got under your skin. And he knew it all, too—the way you were gripping your spoon too tightly, the way you avoided meeting his gaze, how your whole body was practically screaming in embarrassment.

Then he did the worst thing possible.

He reached across the table, hooking his fingers into the front pocket of your hoodie—the one he stole from your closet and refused to give back—before tugging you slightly forward. Just enough to send your heart into a frenzy. Just enough for his voice to go soft, affectionate, sweet.

“You know I like you, right?”

Your breath stopped in your throat. Because that wasn’t teasing. That wasn’t for show. That was just him being..him

“…Yeah,” you mumbled, biting your lip, heat rushing to your cheeks. “I know.”

Anakin grinned, proud of..well, himself. “Good, good” then, because he couldn’t help himself, he stole your pudding and took a bite before mumbling how sharing is caring..

Cocky bastard.

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[anakinsdove]

𝐘𝐞𝐬, 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 | 𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐤𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫 «𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐»

pairing: anakin skywalker x fem!padawan!reader

summary: Your master is horny and frustrated, he looks for release at a nasty gloryhole in coruscant... only to find out that that perfect pussy he's fucking belongs to his padawan.

c/w: gloryhole mentions, p in v, masturbation, power imbalance, blowjobs, good pounding (very nasty idgf im sorry im horny)

discord - twitter: anakinsdove. -PART 1-

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧! ｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ。Love you

𝘄/𝗰: 3,231

1 week ago

He does look lovely standing there, he’s talking to master mundi and master kenobi, broad shoulders and a serious expression on his face, but you know it’s all a facade, the minute you two are alone again he’ll go for a round of twister and maybe if you’re lucky pizza and movie night… he’s like no other Jedi, and you wouldn’t want it any other way, he’s unorthodox, impulsive and he can get under people’s skin easily.

He has a charm you haven’t seen anywhere else in the galaxy in your entire life, but you don’t know many things, he added a little bit of color in your life, he has thaught you things and to see life in a different way, he’s naturally good at everything he does… it’s insane.

“Whatcha thinking about?” You were so caught up in your own thoughts that you didn’t see him move next to you

“You” you say simply and he chuckles

“You’re still impressed by that move? I told you Y/N it all about the wrist” your eyes sparkle at the memory of him tearing droids apart in your previous mission, only a few hours ago

“No, not that-” “Be right back, I have to give the council a report of our mission” he ruffles your hair and leaves

Your eyes follow him until he dissapears in a crowd and you sigh, attachment is forbidden, but how can you not get attached to Anakin Skywalker? there are many rules you’d break for him, he’s your master and it’s wrong, but still… you can’t help but think of him late at night when you touch yourself, your fingers rub tight little circles on your clit as you try not to give in sleep and you can’t help but mutter “Anakin…”

You’d ruin everything for him, You’d give him everything you are, everything you have… and it kills yourself to think he might not want it.

But you’re wrong

Because Anakin Skywalker is utterly and obsessed with you, he wants nothing more than to bend you over and stuff you so good with his cock, that’s his ultimate fantasy, but he must not give into his instincts, Until…

Present day

His arms wrap around your waist in the darkness… you shouldn’t have done that, does he hate you now? Is he disappointed? Does he not love you anymore? That thought is unbearable.

“Calm down, I can feel the anxiety dripping from you” “I’m sorry….” “No, You’re not” And he’s right, why should you be sorry for? For him filling you up tonight? For giving him the best orgasm of his life… you, his padawan.

“I don’t want you to be sorry Y/n” you turn around and your pretty eyes look up at his silhouette, even his shadow is beautiful “Why not?”

His fingers squeeze your waist experimentally and you can’t help but sigh, his touch relives a deep ache in your heart and possibly between your legs.

“Was I the first man to fuck you tonight?” His voice is low and dangerous and you nod stupid “Because I saw you with your legs spread and in display for everyone, If I arrived 2 minutes later someone else would’ve ended up fucking you, didn’t you think of that when you chose to fuck up with my mind?”

You feel like crying and he sees your eyes water, you’ve humiliated yourself and he doesn’t want you, you have betrayed his trust…. “No master… p-please I’m sorry…” he wipes your tears away with his thumbs “I said I don’t want you to be sorry… I want to fuck you again and this time I want you to watch” your breathe heaves and he kisses your forehead reassuringly “I’m just surprised that’s all… I didn’t know you had it in you…” his fingers unbuttoned your shirt swiftly and he removes it, the sight of your cleave is doing more for him than it should “Can I fuck you? Can I do it again this time because I want to?” You nod desperately and he turns you around pushing you against your clothing drawer… he turns on your pretty table lamp and your eyes fixate on the picture over the drawer, it’s a picture from last summer, anakin and you smiling as he carries you… an innocent moment so far of what you’re doing right now.

He spreads your legs and pushes into your lower back signaling to arch your back deeper, you hear fabric breaking and you know your panties are gone forever “Holy shit…” you look over your shoulder to see his expression lust and hungriness written all over his face “My cum is still dripping out of you… it’s dripping down your thighs” you look down and confirm what he says, his cum has been dripping down your thighs since the walk back to the temple… he spits over his fingers and you scrunched your eyes shut when he wraps his arm over your front and rubs your clit deliciously “And so fucking wet” “Master!” You cry out louder than intended and you hear him smirk, his hips move with abandon against your ass, he grinds his painfully hard cock over you bare skin, you don’t understand why his pants are still on…

“All you needed to do was ask… I would’ve fucked you so long ago if I knew you wanted me as much as I wanted you” his fingers move faster and your brain turns off “What-“ “Fucking brat- you dont even want to know how many times I had to stroke my cock to the most unsatisfactory orgasm, when all I had to do was going to your quarters late at night and take you, don’t you want your master to feel good?” He moans against your ear, his confession fueling your desire as it drags you closer to the edge, you move your hips back against him and he growls, he wants to be the one in control.

“Fuck me please- fuck me I can’t take it anymore” you practically mewl when his fingers dip inside your creamy cunt, come hitter motion hitting your spongy spot deliciously, this is worth every consequence this could have in the future. “You’re going to take what I fucking give you, nothing less and nothing more my padawan, understand?” He says with a condescending tone and gives a kiss to your ear

Anakin underestimated his own arousal because he feels like cumming in his pants right now, his breathing is heavy and his eyes close… then he removes his fingers from your cunt leaving you empty.

“No!” You cry out and he has to shut you up, he dips his fingers inside your mouth making you taste yourself “I know it tastes heavenly love, I fucking know it” your eyes roll back into your head at his dirty words, you’re soaked by now.

He pulls away and sits on the edge of your bed pulling you into his lap, his fingers squeezing your breasts over your bra when he says “What do you know about sucking cock sweetheart?” Is he serious right now? He took your virginity only a couple hours ago! it also makes you giggle because of his vulgar words.

“Nothing” you say honestly and he nods “Good” already pushing you to the ground and on your knees, his fingers unzip his pants desperately tugging them down with his boxers too, his cock slapped against his lower stomach… it looks painfully hard and begging for your touch.. you practically zone out looking at it and you can’t help but be amazed that it even fitted inside you, this is your first time seeing it, ironically.

“I’ve dreamt about fucking this little mouth” he says breathlessly and his thumb traces your lower lip as you look at him with a pouty look… “I’ll guide you through it okay?” “Please…” he smirks at this, he knows how whiny you can be, so having you under control brings him satisfaction as your master.

“Spit on it- good good… now w-wrap your hand around my- Fuck!” He hissed as you stroke him inexpertly but still feels so good, it’s probably because it’s you, everything feels good with you, it makes him curl his toes “I thought you didn’t know anything about this.. Ah fuck…” he closes his eyes as he gives into the pleasure for a brief moment and opening them again when you mutter an unexpected confession “I gave a handjob once…” “To whom?!” He says offended but has to close his eyes again as you milk him his own precum and your spit making the nicest lube, you look at his cock with some sorry of fascination at the slimy sounds its making “L-“ “Don’t fucking tell me” he hisses and pushes your head down “Now suck on it sweetheart nice and slow…” you give the head a little kiss and kitten lick the shaft slowly… nice and slow and you can clearly see his abs constricting due the pleasure “It’s only right im the one who teaches you this” his voice is husky and it holds so much lust and you roll your eyes at his cockiness “Your master had to be the one to teach you how to blow someone Y/n… but most important I’m teaching you how to please me” his words are doing something to you and you can’t help yourself but to grind against his boot that he previously angled for you to rub yourself against it… you moan around him and he needs more.

“Just a little bit more sweetness, you kitten licking my tip feels amazing but your master needs you to take a little bit more okay?” You nod clumsily and his fingers tangle in your locks pushing you a little lower so you can take him deeper, your inexperience shows when you choke around his cock… if you only knew how good that felt, his breath heaved as he mutters a strangled “Good girl- good girl, you’re making your master feel so good” his praise sends shivers down your spine and he carefully thrusts up, hips moving up slowly as you furrow your eyebrows in concentration but you choke again “Ah.. fuck, nice and slow love… nice and slow take your time, I’m don’t going to hurt you”

He moans and groans as your lips wrap around him nice and tight, you’re mouth is warm and it feels perfect, just like everything about you, his thrusts speed only a little bit “Do- do you remember that time where I let you skip training because you wanted to go out to the mall?” You nod… that’s the only thing you can do when you’re this cock drunk… your eyes close and you let him move your head up and down as he pleases “I was a good master, I did a favor for you yeah?” Your eyes water as his cock hits the back of your throat “Now I need you to be a good padawan and let me fuck your mouth, okay?” You whimper around him and he groans… nodding desperately he smirks “tap my leg if it gets too much and breathe through your nose” he holds your hair in a ponytail and starts thrusting nice and hard up your mouth, his tip bruising the back of your throat, your whimpers and moans are muffled by his cock as it makes you choke, you look up at him and his eyes are closed mouth agape as he moans… your own desires can’t be ignored as you keep grinding against his boot… the best way to describe this feeling is euphoria, you can’t even hear your own thoughts because they’re overpowered by the pleasure sounds your master is making and the disgusting sounds your mouth is making… your bringing him close to ecstasy.

“Shit!” He cries out and you realize breathing is no longer important in this situation, you want to please him and that the only thing that matters, he holds your head down as your nose rubs against his pubes, your own eyes rolling back “Yes yes yes yes yes” anakin is too far gone in the pleasure, his eyes roll back as a bead of sweat falls from his forehead, he growls and pushes his boot harder onto you clit “I’m gonna- Fuck im sorry I can’t help it!” You want to protest but it’s too late, his hot cum is already filling your throat. “That’s a g-good g-good… f-fucking girl- ah! My padawan” he spasms and finally lets go of your head… his cock pulsates inside your mouth and your release him and you see him shake… his breathing is heavy and he sees the tears streaming down your cheeks… he smiles, like a genuine smile that shows love and appreciation

“Thank you Y/n… oh shit that was amazing” you beam at his praise as usual, he really knows how to push your buttons.

“Master I want to cum” you pout at him, he has been teasing you but not actually giving you what you need and crave “What have I taught you about patience?” “That is overrated” he curses himself and takes you into his arms laying you down on the bed. “Fine… I’m going to fuck you” he rolls his eyes as if it was annoyed to do such task and you tickle his ribs at his teasing… he laughs and loses strength as he falls on top of you… you look up at him, you’ve never been this close before, his eyes are piercing into your soul… Anakin closes the gap and for the first time he kisses you… he moans into the kiss, it feels so right and your lips don’t move for half a second… he holds your cheek delicately and you kiss him back with as much love and desire as him.

“I can’t believe it took me so long to do that” he whispers and you give him your brightest smile “alright ass up” you giggle and he bops your nose and slides a pillow under your hips for a better angle “How do you want it love? Nice and slow or… master I can’t walk I might need to skip training today?” He mocks your voice and you give him an unamused look, if he can tease you you can also tease him.

Your legs wrap around his waist and you pull him closer “alright I get it… spread your legs for me” you do as he says and he taps his cock over your clit repeatedly, you can’t help but throw your head back, it’s so sensitive by all his previous teasing it makes you whine “I know you want it sweetheart, its just, you look so good when you’re needy” “if I knew my master was this cruel if would’ve gone to master kenobi instead” his eyes widen and his brows furrows “No” you expected him to laugh but it angers him “You’re mine, no one else’s” he positions your legs over his shoulders and slides in… your soaked cunt is pulling him in and your tightness pushes him out.. he chuckles when you shudder under him “So- fucking big” your eyes furrow prettily and your eyes roll back as he fills you up for the second time tonight “Yeah? You’re so fucking tight” his hips moves against you nice and slow, you feel every bit of him, your gummy walls massage his tip, he moans and hides his face on the crook of your neck…

Your gasps and moans are music to his ears, the prettiest a sound in the galaxy, unfortunately his noises are muffled by your skin but you want to hear him cry out… maybe another time… he groans and nips at your skin sucking and marking you “You feel so good inside me master… you fill me up so good, no one could make me feel like you do” his eyes shut tight as your words struck a nerve, you feel his hips falter as he loses his rhythm… you giggle but soon his thrusts become forceful as he hits your g spot with precision

“Shit!” “language” he teases and chuckles against your skin, you pull his locks painfully tight as he hisses “You like it? You like how deep I’m inside you? This time I’m able to look at your pretty face” he kisses you once again, your legs hold him tightly not giving him much space to move and fuck you harder, it’s your fault he has to be harsher and manhandle you

Your velvety walls constrict around his cock and he pulsates and pulsates, he feels his balls tighten… his cock kisses you cervix again and you cry out as you attempt to push him away “I know it hurts… don’t worry I’m going to take care of you” your arms tangle over his neck as your nails dig into his back and scratch, leaving little moon shaped marks all over his skin, he changes the angle and pounds you deeper, you didn’t know it was possible… this time his pubes rub deliciously over your clit “you’re not fooling anyone love, you like it rough, you like it nasty and even dangerous, showing yourself to everyone in a nasty gloryhole in coruscant, why would you put yourself in that situation baby? Huh? You liked the smell of sex and everyone having sex around you? Is that it? You’re as much of a pervert as I am, because if you’d come to me sooner I would’ve fucked you in your comfy bed like the pillow princess you are”

“Master!” You near your release and he’s been holding his for about 5 minutes now, he trembles over you but he can’t stop, he needs to please you “You’re gonna cum sweetheart? I need you to cum, you been milking your master’s cock the entire night it’s only right I make you cum too”

Your cries fill the room and your eyes roll back, it’s a sight for sore eyes “Thank your master Y/n, thank your master for fucking this creamy pussy”

“Thankyouthankyou-“ you moan incoherently “I’m going to fill you up sweetheart- what a good little p-padawan” your climax hits the both of you like a bus… making you grind against each other tiredly as your moans die down eventually, only heavy breathing is heard…

When you both grow quiet and only the sounds of an average late night at coruscant fill the atmosphere you wrap your arms around him, you’ve never seen anakin this tired before, he always has enough energy for a battle but seems like pussy is his weakness, you clench around him involuntarily and he whimpers

“Thank your Y/n this was… fuck it was”

“Me? Thank you for being a pervert” you beam and kiss his forehead “it was truly amazing… thank you master” he chuckles

“Me? A pervert? You’re a nympho princess, after everything I’ve taught you in all these years the only thing it stuck you was my cock” you roll your eyes at his comment

“Now you know how Master Kenobi feels” but then you think a little bit more about your comparison and you cringe anakin laughs against your skin

“You’re lucky you’re beautiful”

You smile brightly at him “youre pretty”

“Only pretty? C’mon sweetheart I want to be beautiful”

“Fine.. you’re beautiful” he gives your neck a little kiss

“Can you sleep here tonight?” You nod “Great because you leaving means I’d have to pull out”

“Don’t mention it, you’re my best friend!” Anakin gives you an angry look even though he knows he’s joking, he wants to be more than that, and actually he already is… And with a kiss he shuts you up…

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dividers - @i92-93

(Hello! I want to credit @anakinsbbgirl for inspiring this stories, she’s insane and I love her)

[skyguys-princess]

I’d spoil him 😂

please please please 𐙚 scott barringer

❝i beg you don't embarrass me, mother fucker.❞

𐙚

warnings: whiny scott, established relationship, no use of pronouns, no use of y/n, scott calls you baby.

wc: 0.5k

SCOTT BARRINGER is by far the clingiest boy you've dated. and the whiniest. he was constantly asking for you. saying stuff like 'baby please stay here.' or 'i don't want you going out today.'

but you put up with it for whatever reason. so you already knew when the girls at horizons planned a secret sleepover, scott would insist he had to go with. to ensure you didn't miss him too much. obviously.

you had to go get scott, of course. he refused to leave his room by himself. it was dark outside, and you already in your pajama shorts, the pink ones with the tiny bow obviously, and a cliffhanger sweatshirt.

you walked towards the girls room, scott's hand in yours. "baby, why are you mad at me?" scott whined, feeling you tug on his hand, very clearly irritated. you stopped walking to turn around and face him. "i swear to god, scott. do not embarrass me."

scott whined the whole rest of the way there, obviously. it took every ounce in you to let him stay. he sat down on your bed while you sat on the floor with everyone else.

everything was going well for a while. you, shelby, jules, and daisy sat on the floor of the room, talking about random things. you thought scott had fallen asleep because he hadn't complained the whole time. until a groan was heard from your bed.

you rolled your eyes, standing up. "what is it, scott?" you looked at him, slightly irritated. the one thing you'd asked was for him to not embarrass you. and look where you were.

scott held one of your pillows to his chest. "i'm bored." he whined. and why wouldn't he be? you're attention was not on him. he was pouting. fucking pouting. you rolled your eyes, walking over to the little stand next to your bed. you handed him a magazine, then sat back on the ground.

that kept him occupied for a solid eight minutes. a record. "baby i'm bored." scott whined from your bed again. "get another magazine." you told him, not looking at him.

scott groaned at your words. "i don't wanna read a fuckin magazine." he complained. of course he was complaining. you chewed the inside of your mouth, clearly irritated with your boyfriend. "m'kay. 'scuse me." you mumbled, standing up.

you grabbed scott's arm, dragging him outside. scott's hands went to your hips, but you so rudely swatted his hands away. "bab-" he started to whine but you cut him off.

"scott, i asked you for one thing. one tiny thing. why are you being difficult?" you called him out, waiting for him to say something. he didn't. he just pouted. you sighed. "if i let you lay your head in my lap will you stop bitching?" you did not have to offer that to scott twice.

so that's how you ended up back on the floor. scott laid on his back, staring up while you played with his hair, still talking to your friends. and that's what scott wanted.

and scott barringer, being as spoiled as he is, got whatever he wanted.

[haribo-haydenchristensen]

No one does it like he does 😍😍😩

[getooine]

Chosen One || Fallen Angel

Detail shots:

[maleyearner]

lowkey dub-con stalker!james kelly smut where he fucks you angrily after seeing you getting close and grinding on your guy friends at the club.

[intermundia]

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