Ch: Hayden Christensen - Tumblr Posts

note: I thought I’d give you guys at least a LITTLE something since I haven’t been really active lately. Again, I’m so sorry for being inactive!

WARNINGS: smut smut smut (READ AT YOUR OWN RISK, female s/o, breeding kink, spitting, mentions of praise/degradation/punishing, lmk if I missed any!

WC: 200 words

HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN never thought he’d be dirty. He was sappy and romantic, but the thought of being a lil freaky never crossed his mind. Until he met his partner.

He was a completely different person when it came to their sex life now. He still loved to be soft and passionate, but he was dominant, commanding… it was as if something awakened in him.

He was absolutely dirty. He loved spitting, for no particular reason. He loved watching it drip down his partner’s wet folds, her breasts, basically anything he could spit on, he would.

He also found out that he had a breeding kink. And it was bad.

-> “Yeah? You want me to fill you up, give you a baby? Huh? Yeah, your pussy wants it, she’s begging me for it.”

He loved blabbering how he was going to fill her up or something related to her in general. He praised, degraded, rewarded and punished. He had sex, he made love. He liked sticking to things that he liked, but he was open to experiment a little every once in a while.

However, without a doubt, there was nothing that he loved more than his partner, no matter what.

note: another blurb for you all since I’m slacking so bad on my writing (kind of a part two to the other blurb?)

part one (ish)

WARNINGS: smut (READ AT YOUR OWN RISK), female s/o, facesitting/humping/riding, brief fingering, implication of riding, mentions of worship, a little bit of praise, lmk if I missed any!

WC: 587 words

HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN is freaky. He has sort of a routine, dragging orgasm after orgasm out of his partner and overstimulating them until they can’t take it anymore. One of his favorite things, undoubtedly, is having her sit on his face.

He slowly moves his hands up and down her thighs as he gets comfortable, lying on his back on their shared bed. He tilted his head back a bit more, finding what’s comfortable for him against the pillows. He pulls her towards his face until she’s hovering over him, her wet pussy glistening with her arousal. He looks up at her and smirks, “C’mon, honey. You know you can do better than that. C’mon, bury me in that pussy.”

She listens to his coaxing after taking in a sharp breath, and lets herself pretty much sit on his face. She didn’t put all her weight down, but he forced her to, pushing her legs away so she was forced to fully sit on him. He got right to work, lapping at her folds and sucking on her clit, eating her out like a man starved. Lana Del Rey played softly in the background, songs like “In My Feelings,” “Cherry” and “Freak” only getting the couple more into it. She let out noises of pleasure as Hayden devoured her for everything she could offer him, her hands gripping the headboard so much her knuckles turned white.

“You always taste so fucking divine,” he whispered to himself as he ravaged her, worshipping her most vulnerable parts like she were a goddess. She was, to him, and all he could wonder was how he got so lucky.

Her left hand moved to entangle her fingers in his curls, looking down at him and moaning at the sight. He looked up at her through his lashes, their eyes locking, and he smirked into her pussy, humming and letting the vibration course through her. Her hips bucked against his face, a testament to the overwhelming pleasure taking over her, the knot in her stomach tightening fast.

He knew how to pleasure her, he knew how to push her over the edge without breaking a sweat. He knew her body, and he could tell she was close. “C’mon, princess, cum for me,” he encouraged against her pussy, his words muffled.

She understood what he was saying and whimpered in response, grinding her eager cunt against his nose gently. He chuckled, the vibrations getting to her once more, and he thrust his tongue in and out of her entrance. He replaced the muscle with his fingers, plunging two fingers inside her and curling them against her G-spot as he moved to suck her clit simultaneously. It was just enough to get her on the brink of orgasm and over the edge, her vision blurring out as she got the orgasm she had so desperately needed.

She cried out his name as she came, her back arching and forcing her pussy on him even more. He milked her orgasm for every drop, helping her come down from her high and slowing his ministrations as her breath steadied, eventually stopping. “You’re so fucking hot,” he murmurs in praise, helping her off his face and sitting up, keeping her on his lap, “such a good girl. My good girl.”

Her arms instinctively wrapped around his neck, and he smirked. “Look at you, so good for me. Knowin’ just what to do,” he says teasingly, lifting her up a little and positioning his painfully hard cock at her entrance. “My turn.”

Kinktober Day 7 (10/07): Spanking starring Hayden Christensen

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WARNINGS: smut (READ AT YOUR OWN RISK), female s/o, dom Hayden/sub s/o, spanking, fingering, degradation/dirty talk, praise, lmk if I missed anything!

synopsis: Hayden’s patience slips after many hours of his girlfriend constantly begging for his attention at a con.

WC: 749 words

It was so unfair. He had barely given attention to her the entire day, since they were at a con in L.A. She understood, since he wanted to give all his fans the attention they deserved and all that, and he also wanted to have fun himself. However, that’s one thing. Paying little to no attention to her afterwards was a completely different story.

So, she had been practically begging him for attention, for his touch. Even if it was just a simple caress or holding hands, she didn’t care. But she barely got anything, no matter how hard she tried.

The car ride home was dead silent, too, besides the low volume music that played. She tried to reach over to touch him, but he moved her hand away. His expression was neutral, fixated on the road, but she couldn’t help but feel guilty. Did she do something wrong? Was she asking too much?

They arrived home, and again, it was silent. Then, he spoke up, his voice almost a growl, “Bedroom. Now.”

A shockwave of arousal coursed through her veins and down to her core, and she quickly obeyed orders. She went into their bedroom, going to strip down, but his hand stops her. “I didn’t tell you to undress yourself.”

She swallows hard, letting go of her clothing, and his eyes narrow on her frame, looking her up and down as if he was judging how appetizing she was to him. “God, what am I gonna do with you…” he curses under his breath, tutting a bit before sitting down on the edge of the bed. He guides her, finally holding her hand, over his lap. Her brows furrow for just a moment before she hesitates with the realization.

His hand comes up and caresses her ass ever so gently, before taking off her pants, revealing her lacy thong he picked out for her today. A rumble seemed to emit from his throat at the sight, but she didn’t get the chance to revel in her current situation before his hand came down hard on one of her cheeks.

She cried out at the pain mixed with pleasure, her body jolting instinctively. He keeps her where he wants her, though, using his other arm to hold her in place. “I think we’ll do twenty,” he says, not asking for a response or any argument. “Because my girlfriend is such a good slut for me.”

It’s only been three or four, or was it five? No, no. Definitely four. But three sounds more right…

She could barely even comprehend anything after such a small amount, all the attention she was receiving, the pain and pleasure, mixed with Hayden’s dirty talk and praise all combined into one.

It didn’t take too long for the twenty, and she tried her hardest to be good for him. Maybe there were a few things that occurred at the con that she just happened to miss, maybe that’s why he’s like this. But she didn’t mind, not one bit.

“Such a good girl…” Hayden muses as he rubs her globes soothingly, occasionally giving a little squeeze. “My poor baby just wanted my attention, huh?”

She nodded quickly, a small whimper escaping her, making him smile. “Awh, my poor thing…” He kissed her on the cheek, “Well, gotta take care o’ you for bein’ so perfect for me.”

She wiggled her ass a bit excitedly, teasing him a little, and he simply chuckled before hooking his fingers into the waistband of her panties and pulling them down. She was absolutely soaked, that much was definite by just the mere sight.

“So wet for me,” he murmurs, running his thumb over her slit before rubbing her clit in ways he knew drove her mad. Not long after, he inserted two fingers, pumping in and out of her as he whispered dirty words and praises.

She came pretty quickly, for which he praised her for. “There you go, good girl. Right on command…” he whispered, riding her through her intense orgasm. “Such a good girl. My perfect girl.”

After she came down from her high, she went to lazily move off him, but he stopped her, swiftly bringing himself off the bed and in between her legs, since she was now on her back on the bed. “No, no, princess. I’m not even close to bein’ done with you.”

Kinktober Day 13 (10/13): Daddy Kink starring Hayden Christensen

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WARNINGS: smut (READ AT YOUR OWN RISK), female s/o, dom Hayden/sub s/o, daddy kink, piv sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), mating press, degradation, ass slapping/spanking, pet names/name calling (lovie, slut, whore, pretty girl), creampie, quickie (kinda?), lmk if I missed any!

synopsis: It was completely accidental, but Hayden's girlfriend couldn't help the word that came out of her mouth when she saw him come out in his suit for Ewan's Walk of Fame ceremony. So, of course, they were fashionably late... Or right on time?

-> note: featuring the outfit above <3

WC: 485 words

He looked so damn good. She was in complete awe when he stepped out of their master bathroom, wearing a nice blue blazer and dress pants and a white collared dress shirt underneath. He looked so sexy, so unbelievably sexy. She couldn't even understand how she got with such a god of a man.

But then she was deprived of all the control she had over her body, specifically her mouth. Her thoughts were accidentally said out loud, and all that she could hear herself say was "...Daddy?"

She immediately realized what escaped her lips and her face flushed with embarrassment, quickly turning and burying her face in a pillow and screaming into it, the noise muffling. He simply stood there, smirking with a raised eyebrow.

"Y' like it that much, lovie?" he coos tauntingly, ignoring her quick, shaky apologies after getting her face out of the pillows.

"I-I didn't mean to say that, I'm so sorry, I-"

He cuts her off by kissing her tenderly, grabbing her hips and pulling her up. She couldn't help but melt into his touch, kissing back softly and wrapping her arms around his neck.

It soon turned into a heated makeout session, and eventually, he had her ankles almost to her ears as he pounded into her.

"Such a fuckin' slut f'me," he grunts, his head tilting back in pleasure, all the stimulation combining. "such a perfect whore for daddy."

She whimpers at his dirty words, gripping his shoulders tightly as he roughly abuses her cunt and rearranges her insides. She really couldn't help what had come out of her mouth, but she got a feeling he was into it.

"What's my name?" he growled, and when she only replied with a noise of pleasure, he swatted her ass forcefully making her cry out. "What's my name?"

"Daddy!" she breathed out, and he slapped her ass again.

"I didn't hear you. Say it again!"

"Daddy!"

Her orgasm came over her like a freight train, her back arching and body convulsing. He rode out her orgasm with her, quickly cumming along with her as her pussy throbbed around his length.

As they both came down from their highs, panting and entwined in each other's arms, he couldn't help but smile as he looked down at her. She was in his arms, where she belonged, all nice and cozy in the blankets.

But then he realized: The ceremony.

"Shit," he panted, "C'mon, baby. We gotta go."

She nodded, quickly grabbing the dress that was now thrown somewhere on the floor and hastily putting it on, making sure her appearance was presentable. She wouldn't want to humiliate herself, let alone her boyfriend.

He also put on his clothes, and then came up from behind her as she stood in front of the mirror. He kissed her neck, smiling as he did. "So is daddy gonna be a new name, pretty girl?"