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[polkadotloser]

Hi i luvluvluv your fics!💕 i SERIOUSLY need more padawan!anakin x master!reader smut, i just know anakin would be a brat but still do everything hes told 🩷

Listen .•*

🏷️: anakin skywalker x master!reader • brat!anakin • subby!ani • cow girl position • cream pie • unprotected p in v sex

📝: I’m very new to sub ani fics so I hope you like!

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anakin has always been a brat. he complains every training session and during any difficult mission. he pouts, crosses his arms and whines pitifully. you’ve learnt how to shut him up. you swat his arm, roll your eyes and ride him till he’s a whimpering mess.

anakin whines under you, babbling on incoherently as you ride his girthy dick. “m-master…” he whimpers, his fingers dig into your hips, beginning to move you at a pace that suits him best. so selfish. “ah ah, no anakin.” you scold. he huffs, throwing his head back against his pillow. after a few seconds he eventually lets go of your hips, allowing you to control the pacing of your grinds.

his face is scrunched up adorably, it almost makes you pity him. Anakin manages to open his eyes, looking up at you and watching as you take his dick. “I’m.. gonna…” he gasps. “please, let me inside you?” he asks in a boyish whine.

you bite your lip, debating if he deserves to cum in you. Anakins grows impatient and complains. “please? I just wanna…” he whimpers. “wanna cum in your pretty pussy, please?” he begs.

after another moment of consideration you finally give in. “okay, only this once.” you allow. his hips begin to buck up messily, losing all pattern and pace. his lips part and he lets out the prettiest noises. it’s cute.

despite your wishes he grabs onto your hips, his hands keep you still ontop of him as he fucks up into you widely. finally with a loud cry he reaches his climax, bucking almost painfully into you. “So good… oh master” he groans, shaking under you as his trusts come to a halt.

so cute.

[polkadotloser]

can i please ask for some padawan anakin dry humping and reader pulls on his braid maybe please

Mimic .•*

🏷️: Anakin Skywalker x reader • princess!reader • dry humping • m orgasm • braid tugging • slight dirty talk • reader doesn’t cum • implied teen!Anakin and reader (legal age) • silly ani

📝: I love love love dry humping fics! I got lazy and write a short story but thanks for the ask :-)

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ANAKIN SKYWALKER has you pinned to your mattress, his hips work messily against yours. you and anakin both agreed you weren’t ready for sex, both too young and stupid for it. your a princess, virginity keep safe and anakin is a padawan, it would be bad for his Jedi training. so this was the next best thing. clothes on, bodies against each other, mimicking sex perfectly.

he pants into your neck and your hand tugs at his braid, earning a throaty grunt from Anakin. his hands grip your hips like the galaxy depends on it. his hips grind and move as if mimicking ‘the real thing’, your body responds, it squirms and wiggles under him.

his length throbs and aches against his trousers and his eyes shut closed, imagining his dick sliding in and out of your wet snatch over and over again. he’s a teenage boy - his imagination is suprisingly vivid. he imagines how warm and wet it might feel, he whimpers at the thought and his hips jerk, pressing his erection against your core through your clothing. thank the stars for the thin material of your nightgown.

“kriff… angel” he groans into your neck. you whimper back, your delicate fingers tug and pull at his long, thin braid. the sensation drives him absolutely insane. “Ani!” you gasp, you swear you can feel every inch of his length against your puss. you find yourself wishing you didn’t care for your ‘purity’.

suddenly Anakins grinds grow sloppy and uneven, having no set rhythm anymore. with a loud whine he spills in his pants, painting his boxers with thick ropes of sticky seed. his arms grow weak and he collapses on you. “stars…” he pants. you lay under him, core weeping and begging for your own release. Anakin pulls his face from your neck and he looks at with with a sheepish smile.

“your turn?”

[polkadotloser]

hiii!!!

teen!reader x teen!stephen glass (of age, ofc) smut?? and at first reader thought stephen was innocent & very inexperienced from his appearance but he actually turns out to be a mega freak 👅👅👅. maybe degrading,, sort of fucking reader in front of a mirror so she can ‘watch herself fall apart’ and ‘see how pretty she is like that’.

thank you !

sweet boy.•*

🏷️: Stephen glass x reader • teen!stephen • slight degradation • unprotected p in v sex • dom!stephen • sub!reader • fem orgasm • infront of a mirror sex • Stevie is a dom?? • not proof read test srry loved

📝: love this! it’s pretty short but I hope you like!

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you had always thought that Stevie was the sweetest thing. he blushed at small kisses or compliments — it’s cute, honestly. you both held off having sex at first, both two busy with senior year finals and he always seemed too shy to ‘make a move’. now he has you infront of your bedroom mirror.

his hand squeezing the back of his neck and his cock pistoning in and out of your puss. “look at you” he practically purrs, his voice full of smugness, he’s forever smug that he can turn you into this. turning you into a moaning mess. his hand slides to your jaw before pushing your face up to watch him fuck you in the mirror’s reflection.

“see how pretty you look?” he grunts. “m-mm” you hum, trying not too completely fall apart. his hand grips your jaw tightly, making you gasp and cry out softly in pain.

in this moment you remember your first date, you both got ice cream from the local ice cream parlour and the night ended in a soft kiss. Stephen was blushing like a fool, stammering and smiling sheepishly. now his cock is stretching you out deliciously and is whispering nasty things into your ear.

“you gonna cum?” he almost teases. you whine, nodding your head and hands clawing at your bedroom mirror. “then cum, princess” he coaxes. you don’t need to be told twice. “Mmm!” you cry out, the sound coming from deep in the throat. your wet snatch holds tightly onto his shaft. showing no sign of letting him pull out.

“atta girl.”

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xoxo polka

[polkadotloser]

Sam convincing ur family ur like a sister to him, just so he can sleep in the same bed to fuck you

Liar Liar .•*

🏷️: Sam Monroe x reader • dom!sam • sub!reader • lieing to Sam’s parents • secret sex • unprotected p in v sex • rough intimacy • thumb in mouth • pinning • over stimulation?? • naught sammy • not proof read yet srrry loves

📝: I love this ask!! thank you for the idea sweet!

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SAM MONROE hand pins your hip to his mattress, stopping you from squirming under him. his hips snap back and forth, each moment driving his length in and out of your slick snatch. his thumb is hooked into the right side of your mouth, making your lips stretch under the pressure. he can’t risk you moaning out his name — can’t risk his stupid step father and crazy mom know he’s fucking you into his navy sheets.

only yesterday he was convincing his parents that your his girl friend, purely platonic. Sam’s parents where just happy he had made a half decent friend so they allowed you two to have a sleep over and better yet sleep in the same bed.

“want me to rub that clit?” he grunts. you nod your head, barely holding out a cry of pleasure. “words?” he huffs, trying to sound stern despite how my numbingly good you feel wrapped around his dick. “y-yes” you whine.

he unhooks his thumb from your mouth and runs it down your chest, stomach and finally to your swollen clit. he begins to rub the sensitive bud in quick circles. “you getting close?” he asks, pushing his cock to the hilt in you. “yes!” you beg softly. his free hand grabs your hip roughly as he pounds into you relentlessly until you moan his name.

“Sam! oh christ!” you cry out. with one more thrust he climaxes, shooting strings of hot cum into your throbbing puss. your hole weeps and sobs around his dick, dancing on the line between pleasure and overstimulation.

“Shit.” he collapses onto you, praying his parents couldn’t hear your needy moan.

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xoxo polka!

[polkadotloser]

Scott fucking into your blankets/sheets while you’re gone doing activities with the other cliffhangers😛

miss you .•*

🏷️: Scott Barringer x reader • male masterbation • scott grinding against readers blanket • unsuspecting reader • momentary uses of photo of reader • use of Scott’s imagination • 18+ only • not proof read yet sorryyy

📝: I looooove this request (male grinding is mwah!)

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SCOTT BARRINGER said something stupid to one of the councillors, effectively banning him from kayaking with the rest of the cliffhangers. he’s been told to stay at the cabins and ‘think about what he’s done’.

he hasn’t been able to see you all day, he misses you, not that he would admit it to anyone. he slowly walks over to your bed. pink floral blanket and a few family photos stuck to the bed post. he reaches out and plucks a photo from the bed post. it’s a photo from last summer, your with your little brother at the beach; wearing a bikini. he squints slightly and brings the photo closer to his face, trying to get a better look at your tits.

shit.

he slowly sits on your bed, his free hand slides down to his crotch. he feels a little like a pervert — grabbing at his dick through his jeans at the sight of you in a bikini, but he doesn’t stop. he momentarily glances at your pink blanket he’s sat under, he gets an idea. a dirty idea.

slowly he unbuttons his jeans and pulls out his dick, it’s already hard. typical teenage guy. he rolls onto his stomach and presses his cock against the soft blanket. slowly, he grinds experimentally. ”Mmph, fuck” he grunts. that feels nice.

he continues his low hip thrusts, fucking his dick into your blanket. his hand let’s go of the photo, he’s committed it to memory anyways. he pants out your name and his hips begin to move fast, they grow a rapid pace quickly. he imagines you laying in your bed, your sleep shorts tugged down and pajama shirt pushed up — your body looks so good, even in his imagination.

his climax is building rapidly, his imagination is going wild. your legs are spread, your making the dirtiest noises while he pounds into your wet snatch. Scott’s eyes squeeze shuts as he suddenly cums onto your pretty blanket, white seed spilling and smudging on both the blanket and his lower stomach. he collapses, panting and gasping for air.

“shit.” he groans, pushing himself up to look at the mess. how is he gonna explain this one away?

[polkadotloser]

hii there can i please ask for a anakin skywalker smut where they get caught or they get walked in in and have to swiftly play it off (either anakin aotc or rots i feel like works)

Play it off .•*

🏷️: Anakin Skywalker x reader • princess!user • kinda softdom!anakin • aotc Anakin • public sex • standing position • light encouragement (f receiving) • caught by royal guards • padawan braid tugging • uh oh • not proof read sryy

📝: I love this ask! my story is short but sweet so I hope you like it!

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ANAKIN SKYWALKER has you pinned against the palaces vine covered wall, it’s late, the shadows and lack of sun save the two of you from being caught. the princess and a padawan caught fooling around would be devastating.

you both started your secret romance after he had been assigned to be your personal protector. he was a sucker for you the second you were introduced to each other, ever since you both snuck out to the royal gardens or in landspeeders, spending nights giggling and touching, acting like a bunch of stupid teens. which, you weren’t far from.

his calloused fingers dig into your waist, straining with effort as he buries himself into you over and over again. you always tell him to take better care of his hands but his lightsaber isn’t kind on his palms. your night gown is pushed up and bundled around your hips, his hands make sure to keep it there.

“your so good, angel” he grunts, head bowing as he clenches his teeth. his lengths head hit that’s sweet spot in in your spongey snatch repeatedly “ani!” you moan, trying to keep your voice down so non of the royal guards can hear your dirty secret, no one can know. as much as you wish you could gossip with your handmaids about how dreamy Anakin is, you know damn well it would be suicide.

“it’s okay baby, just hold me tight” he whispers, trying to sound steady. your nails dig into his back and dug at his padawan braid, holding him tight. “That’s it my angel” Anakin manages to coo between strained grunts.

heavy footsteps begin to thud around the corner. Anakins eyes widen and you shove back down your dress. “who’s there?” a guard calls out gruffly. he slips out of you, mentally groaning at the lack of warmth and tightness on his dick.

“it’s just me! I wanted to have a… uhm… late night garden walk” you smile as if Anakins length wasn’t just burried deep in you.

“yeah, I was keeping her safe.”

sure.

[polkadotloser]

Whine .•*

🏷️: Stephen glass x reader • sub!stephen • soft dom!reader • suprise kink • fleshlight usage • dub-con • overstimulation • male whimpering/crying • slight power play • poor Stevie • 18+ only • not proof read yet!

📝: someone sent an ask asking for a fic along the lines of “reader pulls out a flashlight and goes crazy on Stephen” but I lost it, so hopefully she sees this!

💌 : Keep reading below ↓↓↓

You sit on the living room couch, tapping your food against the floor boards as you wait for STEPHEN GLASS to return home. you glance over at the small fleshlight box, chewing on your bottom lip as you contemplate whether this is a good idea or not. before you can ultimately decide the front door clicks open and Stephen walks in, looking all tired from work. you slide the box out of view and behind the couch cushion.

“hey hon, work was — Christ” he sighs, tossing his keys on the coffee table and kicking off his shoes before slumping down on the couch next to you. you’re immediately on him, hands on his chest and lips on his jaw and neck. he gasps softly. “hold on baby, there a uh… special occasion” but you don’t stop. you slide your hand down to his belt, tugging at it. his face is already bright red and his glasses on the tip of his nose.

“No, I just missed my baby” you fake innocence. he nods and lets you slide your hand into his slacks. “slow? work was so stressful” he sinks into the couch, expecting one of your soothingly good handjobs.

you slowly pull out his dick, stroking it until it’s hard and long. he smiles contently — you almost feel bad for him. your free hand slides behind the couch cushion and you grab the clear, pussy shaped toy. before he can let out another hum of pleasure you slip the sight, slippery flashlight onto his dick.

he gasps loudly, his eyes fly open. “BABY!” he chokes. he looks down at his dick, well, what his dick is buried in. “stop, stop! be slow!” he whines but his hips are bucking and he’s a moaning mess. “shh Stevie” you coo. he throws his head back against the couch cushion. you move the fleshlight up and down his dick rapidly, no mercy on him or his dick. “it’s too much” he cries out. he’s close to tears, blubbering incoherently.

“b-baby… I’m gonna, oh please no” tears well up in his eyes, his hips buck up into the clear, slick fleshlight. with a loud whine he spills all over his button up and the toy that’s causing him so much trouble. you slow down your hand to a halt, finally giving him some mercy.

“w-what was that?” he pants

“an experiment.” 

[polkadotloser]

Thank you all for the request. I will get to them! I did write for one of the request but then it got accidentally deleted so I need a break because I am pissed </3 give me a day or so and I will start writing again!!

[polkadotloser]

idk if you do this but i’m literally DESPERATE for sub anakin, scott, or sam fics💔

i don’t have an idea in mind rn (lmk if you need a plot and ill send one) but i will take anything you’ll give bruh i have scraps🙏

YESS!! I do subs stories, I would love a plot

I’m out of plots at the moment and I need some inspiration!! :-)

[polkadotloser]

Can you make Scott fanfic?? I don't have a specific topic in mind but i want some obsession and jealousy... Maybe there might be something silent but his shadow is constantly chasing her

jealous boy .•*

🏷️: Scott Barringer x Reader • college/highschool party • possessive behavior • jealousy • rough intimacy • dominance kink, implied dub-con (non-verbal consent) • semi-public setting (bathroom) • oral (m receiving) • obsession/toxic dynamics.

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SCOTT BARRINGER watches from across the loud party. your far too friendly, a trait he both loves and hates about you. he watches as you chat away with some guy by the drink table, you giggle and sip away at your solo cup full of beer. the douche bag says something ‘funny’ and you laugh loudly. something in him snaps, with a few long steps he’s across the party and his arm is grabbing your wrist.

“we’re gonna chat.” he tells the guy, there’s no question in his tone. “w-what? what are you doing Scot—“ he interrupts you by dragging you upstairs and to the parties bathroom. he slams the door behind you and you stumble into the tile covered room, spilling some of your beer.

“what was that?” he asks, demanding an answer. you scrunch your nose and look rather offended by his sudden appearance and attitude. “what was what, Scott?” you scoff. “you and that dick.” he clarifies. you look even more confused and you defend yourself. “it was nothing, your acting insane.” you shake your head and turn to the bathroom door. before you can leave his hand flies out and he grabs your wrist, tugging you back.

“scott! what has gotten into—MMPH!” you begins to scold before he suddenly pulls you into a harsh kiss. his arms wrap around your waist and grab at the shirt on your back. you resist at first, letting out muffled protests against his lips before you slowly give in. he walks you back until your back hits the bathrooms sink.

“your mine.” he grunts against the kiss before moving his kisses to your jaw and neck. “this pretty neck, mine. everything.” he mumbles messily. he pulls away and looks at you with pure obsession — he drinks on your body. all his. those perfect tits, his, those thighs, his. all his, and you know it.

he reaches a hand up and places it on the back of your head, tugging your head down. you understand what he wants immediately and you begin to lower onto your knees. you look up at him with your big, pretty eyes. “you want this, yeah?” he asks, hooking a thumb into the side of your mouth. you nod your head and reach your hands up to unbuckle his jeans belt.

“mhm” you mumble around his thumb. he grins. “my girl wants to suck my dick?” he asks, clearly getting off on having such a pretty thing want him. you nod your head again. he pulls his thumb out of your mouth and reaches your hand into his jeans then boxers. he pulls out his semi, letting it twitch and bob in your face. “get it nice and hard” he orders.

you lean in and press open mouth kisses on his length, making it grow rapidly. he groans, rolling his head to the right to get a better look at your lips on his cock. once fully hard he orders again. “Suck.” He grabs the pace of his dick and pressing his head against your full lips. you part your lips and take him into your warm mouth, beginning to suck his tip.

“mhmm, yeah babe, that’s it.” he moans, pushing more of himself into your hot little mouth. you struggle slightly, making him slow down slightly. “take what you want baby” he murmurs, punching more into your mouth before starting to pick up a steady pace. you feel warmth and wetness grow between your thighs, an ache that you ease by grinding yourself against the bathroom tile.

scott loves seeing you like this. his girl taking him into her mouth, grinding herself and drooling. his eyes darken with almost obsession. “my girl.” he grunts between thrusts. he feels himself getting closer to his climax. his finger dig into your soft locks as you holds your head still, fucking your mouth until he bursts.

he shoots strings of sticky, white seed into your mouth. making you choke slightly. he pulls out with a pop, giving you room to swallow down to load. “better than that jerk, huh?” he asks. you whimper, nodding your head as you gulp down the last of his seed.

“good.”

[polkadotloser]

FIC IDEAS NEEDED!!

I have nooo ideas!! please give me some anakin/scott/stephen fanfics ideas im desperate. I’m begging for some dirty dirty requests (please and thank you 🥲)

[polkadotloser]

I JUST SAW UR INTRODUCTION POST AND U ALSO LIKE OCEAN ASMR??????? ☺️ I LOVE LOVE HERR ASWELL SHE HAS THE BEST AMSR RPS!! (sorry if i sound a bit weird lol i just like seeing others liking the same thing that i like!!)

I know!! I just watched her Safari one and it was so funny and tingly

[polkadotloser]

ur literally godsend w these fics.. 🤭

oooh thank you bb ;-)

[polkadotloser]

I love to goon at ur fics!!! (im not a weird gooner I SWEAR) but I NEED more of whiny sub!anakin.. 😔

Mdni .•*

Anakin Skywalker x reader • Sub!Anakin • Kinda dom!Reader • Morning sex • Ani has morning wood • Whiny Anakin • Story not canon accurate • Secret relationship • Obi-Wan would be so disappointed hehe • Not proofread yet sryyy

“Ani, you have training in like 5 minutes” you snort-giggle, getting out of his bed to dress yourself. he sits up, reacting a large hand out quickly to grab your wrist to pull you back in bed before you can put on anymore clothes.

“We have five whole minutes” he whispers, beginning to kiss your neck as if to tempt you into staying. You resist, gently pushing him away. If he’s late to one more session his master or the council might catch onto his little secret. “Anakin, come on” you try to sound serious but a giggle slips.

he whines dramatically before shoving down his sheets revealing the tent in his boxers. “Don’t be cruel?” He half whispers, half whines. Stars he knows how to manipulate you. He chew on your bottom lip, considering how much time you both have left before you eventually give in.

“Okay” You roll you eyes before finally reaching a hand down to his boxers. His face lites up, the sad-puppy expression magically disappearing. you slide a hand into his boxers, finding his morning wood with practiced ease. he sighs softly, burring his face into your neck as you begin to stroke him. “That’s so nice” he shutters, a shiver running down his bare spine. you giggle, reaching your free hand up to pat his sandy brown hair.

you slide your hand up and down his length in a painfully slow strike. “Oh stars… I-… f-faster?” he whines softly, hips bucking. his hands dig into the bare skin on your back.

You grin slightly, speeding up the pace. Not out of mercy, but out of wanting to get his ass out of bed and to training. He whimpers, closing his eyes shut tightly, burying his nose deep into your neck — inhaling the herbal lotion you use.

His body tenses slightly and he begins to babble, a clear sign he’s close. “That’s s’good… keep going, Mmph!” he whimpers, the words barely audible. his hand slides up your sheer gown, hand grabbing your breast and squeezing almost roughly. He practically cries out your names before his orgasm hits him. he gasps, hips thrusting up and his sticky seed spilling all over your hands and his lower stomach. after a few seconds of gasping and panting he eventually whispers.

“Thank you, thank you” he repeats, brain momentarily useless for everything but the soft ‘thank you’s’

Polka xoxo

hii, this is a short but sweet story! I’m still learning how to write subby men in stories so it’s a lil rough. hope you like! thanks for the ask :) (also the beginning of the request, too real)

[polkadotloser]

Could you do a part 2 of your college Stevie fic please? Where reader is waiting to use the bathroom or something and realises what he is doing in there AND THEN THEY GET IT ON AND HES ALL SHY AND EMBARRASSED!!! I WOULD MELT!!!!

mdni .•*

College!Stephen • Stephen glass x reader • p in v • hand job (m receiving) • semi public sex • no protection sex • possible dub con • whiny Stephen • frat party • not proofread yet sry!

you tap your foot on the wooden floor boards, trying to kill time while you wait for whoever is inside of the bathroom to get out ASAP. you groan in fustration as another minute passes, you don’t like to be nosey but your a little tipsy so it admittedly shifts your moral compass. you shift closer to the wooden door, pressing your pierced ear against the door. “Man…” you hear followed by a panting. you raise any eyebrow, listening closer.

Stephen, completely unaware of your snooping frowns at his remaining hard-on. “go away” he practically whines, not willing to make even more of a mess on the bathroom floor. he reaches a hand down and lightly grazes his sensitive dick—earning another whimper.

on the other side of the door you listen wide eyed, curious as ever. you would usually never do this… ever, but your drunk and looking for fun. you wrap your hand around the door handle and open the door.

Your met with the sight of a lanky guy, dick out and face bright red. he gasps, hands flying down to cover himself but he’s far too large. “Shit! what… what the f-fuck!” he shrieks, “sorry! I- I-!” voice cracking like he’s a dorky 13 year old all over again. your eyes widen before a small smirk spreads across your glossy, pink lips.

he stares at you, looked mortified and confused as ever. “what- what are you doing?” he asks, pressing himself tightly against the frat bathrooms sink. you close the bathroom door behind you and giggle. you step closer and closer, he gets redder and redder. “What are you doing?” you whisper between soft, cheeky giggle.

his eyes widen into plates, he shifts and his cock aches pathetically against his hands. “I’m sorry—Christ” he whispers. “I didn’t mean to… I was just—your so pretty” he continues, sounds a second away from bursting into tears. cute. you decide to shut up his nervous babbles by yanking his wrist, pulling it away from his dick. not that it was doing much to hide him and his issue.

without thinking you wrap your soft hand around his dick, he gasps loudly. “Sto- ah!” he begins to protest before breaking out in a string of whimpers. he practically melts, both from your touch and pure embarrassment. “Relax, cutie” you almost tease causing his ears to turn pink. he gulps, nodding his head shakily. you start to slowly stroke his sensitive shaft causing more pitiful noises to bubble in the back of his throat.

You look up at him, flashing him a cheeky smile. his hands finally reach out to touch you. placing a large palm on your bare waist, his thumb brushes against your twinkling belly ring. “It’s—really sensitive” he whines. you place a hand on his chest, grabbing a fist pull of his sweater and practically dragging him, cock in hand over to the edge of the bathtub. he stumbles, sitting down on the edge of the bathtub with a thud. you let go of his aching length and reach your hands up under your mini skirt, shoving down your panties.

his eyes double in size behind his glasses, he chokes out a question. “Are you… with me?” He squeaks. you giggle at his question and nod your head. he stares in pure awe as you toss aside your thong and straddle his lap. “I’ve only ever uh… I’m not good at this” he whispers, absolutely terrified he’s going to stuff this up.

you smile and pat his sandy brown waves. “Shh, just sit and stay still” you instruct with an almost sweet smile. he nods his head a little too quickly. you reach your hand back down and grab his cock again before guiding it to your slick entrance. he clenches his jaw to prevent anymore whimpers but it’s no use. “Condom?” he asks. “I’m on the pill” you whisper before pressing your soft lips against his, shutting him up. he kisses you back, body tensing as you slowly lower yourself on his dick.

he whimpers, the sound embarrassingly high pitch. he burys his face in your neck, hoping to hide his red face and muffle any further noises. you just laugh, patting his hair again as you start to slowly take more of him. his hands clutch your hips, trying his hardest not to buck his hips or control your bounces. “Mmpf… s’good” he groans against your soft neck, beginning to kiss to distract himself from cumming.

his head starts to hit that delicious spongy spot in you, making you moan and clutch his once neat hair. his hands dig into your bare back tighter like he might float away or you might disappear if he lets go. you start to move fast, chasing your own orgasm. “I’m gonna cum” you moan. he quickly reaches a hand down, he runs a hand up your skirt and to your pussy, rubbing your clit clumsily. your drunk and horny so it’s good enough.

“Me too! oh—Christ!” he practically cries out as his orgasm hits him, he gasps, his sticky seed fills you in hot strings. you scrunch your brows and squeeze your eyes shut as you hit your own orgasm. you cum hard on his dick, milking every last drop. his hand continues to hold you close, his other hand stilling on your clit.

“D-Did I do good?” he asks.

“Mhm”

Polka xoxo

I will proof read and fix later! this request is soo good, sorry if i didn’t do it justice (wrote this in the car during a long car ride and I had car sickness) thank you for the ask :-)

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mdni .•*

college!stephen • stephen glass x reader?? • masterbation (m receiving) • fantasy • college party • belly ring supremacy (ofc) • pathetic stephen • sloppy writing but it’s okie :p

STEPHEN GLASS had been watching you all night. your gorgeous—far out of his league. your belly ring winked at him from across the frat party, your throat worked as you gulped down beer. he knew deep down that all he could do was stare, unfortunately all that staring at his body reacting.

he groans internally as he glances down at his crotch, pathetic. he sits up and shuffles awkwardly upstairs to the frats bathroom. he locks the door behind him and locks the door with a click. he leans against the sink and huffs, tilting his head back as he unbuckles his belt before slipping his hand into his khakis. with a little struggle he pulls his leaking length out of his boxers.

his length springs up and slaps against his sweaters hem. he sighs and groans at the sight of his dick, clearly disappointed that it’s him again and not the pretty girl down stairs. not disappointed enough to go away, of course. he closes his eyes and wraps his hand around his base. “God.” he mutters.

“Stevie?” a pretty voice whispers in his ear. “let me take care of that for you baby…” you whisper sweetly.

Christ, he wishes.

he starts to stroke himself with his large hand, keeping a strong grip. his eyes shut tighter as he imagines your hand replacing his—better, your mouth. his brows scrunch in concentration. “Mmpf…” he half whimpers, half groans. he imagines you slowly kneeling down in-front of him and parting your lips. taking his heavy length into your wet, warm mouth. “Thank you baby… your so… so—ah!”

“You’re doing a good job Stephen” he imagines you whispering into his ear. he suddenly spills with a grunt all over his fist and the floor below him.

his eyes finally open and his internally cringes at the mess he’s made all over this poor frat houses bathroom floor. he pushes him off of the sink. “great.”

xoxo polka!

I’ve been trying to add photos to my stories, I hope it’s something you guys enjoy! :-)

[polkadotloser]

can you make more Hayden Christensen x f reader smut? like modern day?

and make it super long? also hayden alphabet?

Modern day as in 44yr old Hayden? Or younger Hayden in 2025? Sry for asking :’) also is there anything else you want in the story?