Fom Hayden X Farmer - Tumblr Posts
— sugarplum (hayden x f!reader)
masterlist | ao3
summary: you had a long day. hayden helps you unwind.
“You know I’m not done with you, right, baby doll?” His voice was rough, breath tickling your cheek as he ground up into you. You nodded, knowing how ruined he’d have you by the time the night was over.
notes: explicit, f!farmer, soft dom!hayden, light punishment, light spanking (extremely light, it's basically a pat on the boob), oral sex (m and f receiving), vaginal fingering, unprotected p in v, creampie
word count: 1,645
Hayden could always tell when you needed to unwind. That’s how you ended up feeling the warmth of the fireplace and the plush cushions beneath your bare thighs as he ate you out on his couch. His tongue lapped at your core, dripping with his saliva and your own arousal. His nose teased at your swollen clit as he worked you towards your climax, the vibrations of his animalistic grunts against your pussy spurring you on.
Hayden hadn’t even taken his pants off yet, and you were naked beneath him, vulgar whimpers escaping your lips. He loved how you tasted, how you went boneless the moment he took your chin between his fingers and asked if you needed to let go for a little while. And your man was more than happy to give you exactly what you wanted.
“Hayden, Hayden, Please-” You cried, fingers gripping hard at his hair.
He looked up to respond, and you moaned at the loss of his sweet lips and tongue. He pushed two fingers into your aching hole in consolation.
“You gonna come for me, pretty girl?”
You moaned your assent, his finger hitting that spot inside that made you see stars. The tension in your belly coiled and coiled and when he returned his mouth to your center, kissing and sucking at your clit, the thread snapped and you cried out.
“That’s right sweetheart, so good for me, ain’t that right?”
When you tried to say yes, all that came out was a warbled keen. His fingers kept working you past your orgasm, delightfully overwhelming. Hayden’s lips ghosted sweet kisses across your inner thighs as you came down from your peak.
His hands found your ass as he flipped you around to straddle him, your cunt moistening his worn denim. He captured your lips, and you could taste yourself on him, salty and warm.
“You know I’m not done with you, right, baby doll?” His voice was rough, breath tickling your cheek as he ground up into you. You nodded, knowing how ruined he’d have you by the time the night was over.
His fingers found your pussy again, pumping in and out of you in a way he knew would have you clenching around him in just a few minutes. One hand cupped your breast, his mouth finding your taut nipple, teeth biting, then tongue soothing. Your eyes rolled back in your head as you felt him fill you with those large fingers, aching delightfully from the impact.
Hayden tutted, “Eyes open, sugarplum.” The command in his voice was so juxtaposed with the pet name. “Want you to look me in the eye when I make you come. Can’t have you forgettin’ those manners, can we darlin’?”
He slapped your tit lightly in reprimand, barely more than a pat, and you moaned.
“‘M sorry, Hade.”
The hand fingering you sped up to a punishing pace, and you had to fight to keep your eyes open and locked on his.
“Now come on and lemme feel that pretty pussy come on my fingers, alright, honey?”
You whined, already bordering on overstimulated even though this would only be your second climax. He could play you like a fiddle.
“I know you can do it, love bug. Just one more. Then I’ll let you feel my cock, hmm? That’s what you want, ain’t it?”
Nodding, every filthy word shooting lightning down your belly, you couldn’t help but let your eyes falter for just a moment too long as you tumbled over the edge of your orgasm. You felt rough hands grab either side of your cheek, startling your eyes open.
“Now that’s not very polite, is it, baby doll?” He looked at you with eyes filled not with disappointment, but with mirth. You liked when he had to punish you.
“‘M sorry, ‘m sorry, didn’t mean to-”
He smiled up at where you sat; his fingers stilled to a stop inside you. “I know, sweet girl, but a rule’s a rule, ain’t it?”
You nodded, ready for whatever penance he had in mind. His discipline was never very unpleasant. You liked rules, guidelines to follow, feeling lost without the tenets of the adventurer’s guild. And he liked to wring each last drop of pleasure from your body until every thought left that pretty little head and all you remembered was his name.
Hayden splayed his arms out over the back of the couch, a smirk playing at his lips.
“On your knees, baby doll.”
You eagerly complied. He always spent so long overstimulating, fingering, eating you out before he put his cock inside. It wasn’t often that you got to feel your mouth get thoroughly used by your man.
“Keep those hands behind your back, darlin’. Unless you want me to tie ‘em up.”
Hayden unzipped his pants and roughly pushed them down to his ankles while you waited patiently, hands behind your back, eyes angled up towards him sweetly. His cock sprung up to his belly, speckled with dark hair. His hands found your hair and pulled your lips roughly around his hard length, the tip flushed and leaking.
Hayden was a large man, tall and broad. He was well endowed, to say the least. His cock was a stretch even in your pussy, and your jaw had to work to fit him in your mouth. He eased your lips onto him until the head bumped against your throat. Tears welled in your eyes, his grip easing you back and forth. As you teased him with your lips and tongue, you could feel Hayden’s self control faltering, until he finally started rutting into your mouth. You took him like that for minutes, hands never moving, him letting you pause just enough to catch your breath before using your mouth for his own pleasure. You knew this was meant to be a punishment, but it had you soaking his carpet with your arousal. When he was finally getting close, he forced you off his cock with a slick pop.
“Mmm, you made it up so good to me, sugarplum.”
His hands laced through your hair so gently. You knew gentle wasn’t how he was about to fuck you. He knelt down before you on the floor, breath hot on your ear.
“But you know I couldn’t finish in that pretty mouth of yours. I’m gonna come in that sweet little pussy.”
You let out a ragged breath. Hayden pushed you both down to lie on the floor, the fireplace crackling like your desire. He crawled atop you, cock pressed against your navel.
“P- please-”
“Mmm, you want it, baby?”
You nodded frantically, “Please, Hayden, please-” Your voice trembled with raw need, cunt throbbing while your plea hung in the air.
Sometimes he made you beg for it, made you say exactly what you wanted. But today he was aching to be inside you. He hooked one of your legs over his shoulder so he’d be able to angle himself real deep, just how you liked it.
Hayden aligned himself at your entrance, using your hips to hold himself steady, making you whine when his tip slid against your clit. You were so wet for him, desperate to feel him filling you up, desperate to find even more of your own pleasure. When he finally thrusted into you, it was agonizingly slow. If you asked him to go any faster, he’d say he didn’t wanna hurt you. But you knew he just liked to tease you, elongating this moment of taking you. Since begging would do you no good, you whined.
When Hayden pushed at your walls, it was always snug. Today was no different; tears welling in your eyes from the white-hot pleasure.
Hayden’s thumb gently wiped away your tears as he started moving roughly within you.
“Don’t cry, baby doll. Does it feel good?”
He knew the damn answer.
Your response was breathless. “Y-yes! Mmm, Hayden, feels s-” you whimpered as his length found the sweet spot inside you before continuing. “F- feels so good!”
Your mind was filled with the sounds of your wetness squelching as he moved within you, the bolt of pleasure when he hit that perfect spot inside, the slap of his balls against your ass as his hips met yours. His thumb circled your swollen clit, milking your climax out of you with a cry. You felt your walls spasm against his cock, buried deep. Your eyes never left Hayden’s as he fucked you through your orgasm. He gently cupped your jaw as he rammed into your aching cunt.
“That’s right, sweet girl, feels so good coming on my cock. That’s my girl, that’s it.” His praise was sweet as honey. His words turned to moans and his hips stuttered out, his cock buried deep within you, when he finally came with a cry. You felt his hot seed deep inside, marking you, claiming you.
Hayden sighed and laid down on his back, pulling you on top of him while he slid from your pussy. You wrapped your arms around him and rested your head in the crook of his neck. The aroma of wood-smoke and soil filled your nostrils, his hands drawing slow circles on your back.
“You take my cock so good, baby. So good for me.”
You smiled, boneless atop him, and thoroughly blissed out.
When you didn’t respond, you felt Hayden’s fingers worry at your hair.
“You alright, darlin’?”
You nodded into his shoulder. “Yeah, Hayden. More than alright.”
All the tension from your day, the ache in your shoulders from weeding your fields, the scrape on your knee from your trip to the mines, it all melted away when Hayden took care of you like this.
“Thank you, baby. I feel a lot better.”
Hayden smiled into the top of your head, kissing softly.
“Anything for my girl.”
a/n: omg i couldn't get dom!hayden out of my head!! i had so much fun writing this!! i would be remiss if i didn't mention that soo much inspiration for their dynamic came from @eupheme's delicious logan fics! i'm stuck with covid right now, so i binged them HARD. i soo wanted to indulge myself and see what hayden might be like in this sort of dynamic. if there is one thing i know about hayden, it is that he can FUCK!!!
