#haydenchristensen smut

[banakinbabygirl]

licking canines

(gif not mine)

pairing: sam monroe x fem!reader (both 18 !)

synopsis: sammy’s embarrassing makeout sesh turns into something more with the girl next door. just teenager tings innit

warning: smut without plot (jumping right in), dryhumping, premature ejaculation, lowkey filth, humiliation? oral (m receiving), using the name in vain, lots of kisses, general teenage angst/hormones

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his lips were swollen pink and ridden with spit. it had been all tongue and teeth, jaws working hard as you savoured each other. you could almost taste the lust dripping from his tongue, licking up all the pheromones he was secreting.

sam’s labret continuously slipped into your mouth; you shamelessly rolled your tongue over it, sucking on the piercing. his mouth would drop as you’d do so, breaths bordering moans that you so desperately wanted to hear.

writhing beneath him as he supported himself on his arms, he encased you below his frame. there was a decent gap between your bodies - a gap that needed suppressing - although sam had managed to slot himself between your legs, his groin dangerously close to your own. your arms remained securely wrapped around the back of his neck, fingers toying with his box-dyed hair. you knew he liked it- his eyes screwed shut and his brows twisting into a euphoric frown, but he was holding back. you wanted to hear how good you could make him feel.

your want need was growing larger with every passing second, every swipe of his tongue. the kisses somehow became sloppier as you sucked face; the accompanying wet noises of smacking saliva drowning out the cd’s sam had brought over for your stereo.

the insatiable carnal desire burning in your mound got the better of you, bucking your hips up lasciviously. the sound that escaped his throat was borderline pornographic, an unintentional response to your bad deed. he pulled away, wide-eyes and cheeks impossibly flushed. you had embarrassed him, but little did he know his temperament only added more fuel to the fire in your aching cavern, which was now pulsing uncontrollably.

your lips twisted into a grin, a comforting chuckle eluding before you brought his mouth back down to meet yours once again. he hummed as you kissed him with more fervour, and rolled your hips against his once more. this time, the contact lingering long enough to feel the effects of your ardour. his knee-length shorts did little to contain his growing erection, which twitched against your touch.

he sighed into your mouth, something like your name slipping out too. when your pelvis lowered, sam had caught onto your drift. you were finally met with a gratifying jolt of pleasure as sam rode his crotch against yours, cheekily pressing his bump against the fabric of your jean shorts. it was your turn to moan; sam took advantage of your open mouth to slip his tongue back inside. slowly, he lowered his weight onto you, rocking against where you needed him most.

one of his hands had come to cup your jaw, a ballsy move for the boy who’s confidence always seemed to falter when it came to you. you weren’t complaining though. it felt good like this, him holding you ever so slightly as he brushed against you over and over - but it wasn’t enough.

your arms roamed down his back, fingers smoothing over his graphic tee as your grasp neared his hips. you added some pressure, guiding him harder against your core.

“mmmm, shit…” he whined against your lips as you helped him hump you, his boner so incredibly prominent in his pants that you thought he might be in pain. he subconsciously brought his free hand down, grazing over your side until his ringed-fingers slipped under the hem of your top. you shifted slightly, wanting his hands to drag across your skin, settle on your chest. you brought your own hand to his and aided him; his hands palming over your breasts.

he moaned as he massaged the meat of your tits, cold rings glossing over your peaks. you bit down on your lip as he knead and squeezed your boobs under your shirt, enjoying himself. he was unrelenting in his thrusts, slow and systematic, like he was scared to do more - but you needed more.

“sam…” you cooed, breath heavy.

“yeah?” he slowed to a stop.

“more…” you whined, lips barely parted. a shy smile adorned his features as he pushed harder, drawing out another salacious moan from you. “fuck, just like that…” you coaxed hum further, hand returning to his hips to force him harder.

he picked up the pace, hips thrusting forward at your centre. he sighed constant little moans as his cock pulsed from inside his briefs. you pulled him down so that you could kiss up on his neck, licking and sucking the sweat off his tendons; a spot you knew would drive him crazy.

“fuck… you’re killing me here,” he dropped his head to your shoulder, revelling in your exploitation. he groaned in your ear, followed by a string of curses. he drilled against you, his thrusts doing so much but so little at the same time. your garments were rubbing against your clit deliciously and your panties were soaking through. your pussy throbbed around nothing, endlessly aroused, but not met with the appropriate course of action. instead, clothes hindered the exigent craving of fucking.

sam lifted himself up, steadying on his knees as he held his chest up high. you looked up at him like feeble prey as his eyes went impossibly dark. the beautiful cerulean in his irises were overwhelmed by the abyss of dilated pupils as he eyed you from his new position. he gripped your thighs, tugging you down, bringing forth a surprised yelp, and wrapped your legs around his waist. he secured his hands over the bones of your hips and thrusted forward.

the way his cock rubbed against your core had you both moaning. He bucked against you over, and over - as if he were fucking you. You arched your back as he pulled your pelvis closer against his, arms sprawling across your sides. The bed continuously creaked because of your provocation.

his moans were becoming more apparent, higher in octave, and more persistent. his half-lidded eyes looked down at you as you contorted beneath him, feeling overstimulated. your restrictive jeans had caused your panties to ride up in all the right places, tugging at your bits. you considered that maybe it wouldn't be so shameful to come undone just like this; it was seeming like sam was beating you at that game.

"ohh, fuckkk..." he threw his head back, jaw slacked as he kept imposing himself. you witnessed him loose himself, getting lost in the sensation of your outercourse. he groaned loudly, his hips stuttering. when his eyes finally opened, they were cloudy and far away, lost in the ecstasy of his orgasm. you blinked at him as he slowly faded back into reality.

"you alright there?" you couldn't help but chuckle as he took his time coming down from his high. peering down, a wet spot had started to form on his shorts, his load seeping through. finally finding his bearings, he swore and looked over himself.

"oh shit! i... heh..." he awkwardly scrambled off you and grabbed a pillow, covering himself with it. if you thought his cheeks were red before, you were sorely wrong. you had no clue he could burn up this much. you sat up on your elbows, amused.

"come here," you motioned him towards you with your head and he observed you cautiously. walking on his knees, he came next to you, still keeping the pillow over him. "give me this-" you giggled, taking the pillow from him and throwing it across the room.

"hey!" he quickly replaced the pillow with his hands, covering his mess. you grabbed his hands and peeled them off his shorts. "oh, would just- stop, c'mon now.." he looked away from you as you held his hands. you bit your lip as you watched little dribbles of cum seep through his shorts. "this isn't funny, y/n..."

"do you see me laughing?" you smirked at him.

"well you're clearly enjoying yourself," he huffed, crossing his arms over his chest. "are you amused by my humiliation? is that it?" he raised his voice a little, unsure how to react in this situation. he had been too busy avoiding eye-contact that he hadn't noticed you move your head next to his crotch. he gasped as he felt you lick his cum-stain. "wh-what are you doing?" he lifted his arms up, dumbfounded.

"do you want me to stop?" your eyelashes fluttered against your cheeks.

"i... um," he tensed up as you did it again, your eyes fixed on his this time around. "ohhh..." his mouth fell open as he watched you with furrowed brows. you licked your lips as you reached for the buckle on his shorts, undoing it slowly. he held his breath as you peeled off his shorts, his briefs coming down with them.

"oh my..." you marvelled at the creamy mess he had made inside his clothes. you were further shocked by his cock springing up, meeting his belly button, standing tall. "sam, you never told me you were..." you giggled, unable to finish your sentence.

"what?" a curious grin crept onto his face.

"you're... really big." you laughed, subconsciously bringing your finger to your lip. he raised his brows, gladdened; he didn't deny it. he kicked off his bottoms and stood on his knees next to you. you rested your hand on his quad to bring him closer to you. lifting his shirt above his abs, he kept the flimsy material from getting in your way. you closed your eyes as you licked the underside of his cock, cleaning him of his load.

"jesus, fuck!" he threw his hands up to cover his face and run them through his hair, the raw contact proving much more satisfying. you kissed along the side of his shaft, tongue swiping over the excess secretions on him. holding him at his base, you opened your mouth, tongue prodding out as you tapped his tip against it. it was a wonder how he was still hard, yet alone already oozing pre-cum - or is it post-cum? either way, you tasted the transparent liquid, popping his head into your mouth.

"god, y/n, you're insane..." he moaned, closing his eyes as you sucked on him. you hummed around his cock, making him jolt from the sensation. wanting to make his dick wet, you took him all the way inside your mouth, until he hit the back of your throat. you gagged on him, spit coating his shaft. "aahhh! fucking christ-" he moaned loudly.

you gasped for air as you pulled him out of your mouth, a string of glossy spit connecting your lips to his dick. you blew spit bubbles on his tip while you used your hand to pump him, matched with wet squelching sounds. you flashed a smile at him while you jerked him off.

"holy shit this is hot," he breathed out, enraptured by you. you chuckled before popping him back in your mouth and hollowing your cheeks. he groaned again, a hand coming to rest on your jaw. "you're so good at this..." he looked like a puppy, the way he was watching you blow him. while one hand pumped whatever you couldn't fit in your mouth, the other trailed down to his balls, cupping them and massaging them.

"are you trying to kill me, baby?" he looked at you wide-eyed as you squeezed his balls delightfully. "if you keep doing that, you’re gonna make me cum..." he chuckled as you kept up your hard work. you smiled around his cock, loosing focus. "keep this up and i'm gonna paint that pretty little mouth of yours." your pussy throbbed at his words, almost enjoying it as much as he was.

moving your other hand back up to his cock, you twisted along his length with both hands while you suckled on his head. he was nothing but moans due to your unrelenting guzzling. you could feel him melting away in your touch, loosing himself to you. his breaths were becoming laboured, shaky even.

"shit y/n, i'm gonna cum...." he whined, slightly bucking into your mouth. flashing your eyes at him as he caressed your cheek, his cock twitched fervently. "oh fuck, fuuuuck!" he whined loudly as you felt his semen squirt out of his cock. his sticky substance hit the roof of your mouth, dripping down onto you tongue. milking him fully through his orgasm, you pulled him out of your mouth and swallowed, his dick swinging as you did so. you panted and leaned back, admiring your work as sam ran his hand through his hair, messing it up.

"that was amazing." was all he could say. you giggled.

"i'm glad you enjoyed it." overwhelmed by you, he hovered over and gave you a kiss. maybe he'd forgotten the load you had just swallowed, or just didn't care, but tongued you slowly and carefully, trying to express his gratification.

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a/n: i'm officially a tumblr smut writer ! this is my first smut on here and i hate it ;-; please don't let it be a representation of my writing capability. also sorry for the lack of female pleasure - the orgasm gap is real ya'll. and apologies if the dialogue is cringe, i wanted it to feel teenager-y but idk if i hit that mark tbh.

[loverforoldermen]

It’s my favorite mans birthday!! Happy birthday Hayden Christensen!!!! We love you

[2baddies1porsch]

THE PUNK AND THE PRINCESS

A ZimoraTamora Original~

Summary: You meet a punk Hayden Christensen at a frat party when you find out your boyfriend cheated on you. After that discovery your life starts crumbling into pieces and you find out that your best friend got with your ex boyfriend! To get back at your ex you decide to get close to Hayden but what happens when the campus princess falls for the punk stoner!

SERIES MASTERLIST COMING SOON!!!

Word count: ~1.3k

Warnings: smut(in later chapters), mentions of smoking/drugs, Infidelity etc.

Punk!Stoner!HaydenChristensen X fem!popular!Brat!Reader

It was a Friday night when my friends dragged me out to some lame college frat party. I was wearing a little black dress with a fur coat my daddy bought me for my 20th birthday this year. I walked into the frat house and the loud clap of my heels was drowned out by the obnoxiously loud music. I of course made my way to the kitchen to grab a drink to get my night started and that’s when I saw it.

The counters were not only littered with red plastic party cups but also some bitch sitting on it with my boyfriend in between her stocking-covered thighs, and after that all I saw was RED. I grab the nearest drink and launch it at him and that skank. “Are you fucking serious Adam!” Adam looked at me shocked with his big bug eyes sticking out of his head. How dare he cheat on me! I mean does he not know who I am? I storm out of the room pushing anyone in my way. “I'm Leaving bitches, you guys can call an Uber,” I say to my friends as I walk out of the door. “Y/N WAIT” he tries to follow me out of the door but I turn around and give him the finger, “DON’T FOLLOW ME ASSHOLE!”

He continues to follow me. As soon as I get down the steps of the house I take my heel off and launch it towards his lipstick-stained face. Of course with my bad aim my heel misses him and then I hear an “OW WHAT THE FUCK” coming from the other direction. I turn my head and see a boy dressed in a band tee and some baggy black jeans with a half gone cigarette in his right hand. With his free hand he’s pressing against his eye like he’s just been poked in it and not only that but… he’s glaring at me as I’ve just stolen candy from him or something.”Are u just gonna fucking stand there and stare, or are gonna fucking apologize?.”I look at him in shock.

I try to get an apology out of my mouth but I couldn't find the courage to do so. He was so hot. Before I could say anything Adam spoke up. “Sorry man, she didn't mean to hit you, she’s just angry for no reason.” I ball my fist and look at him as if I was a bull with someone waving a red flag in front of my face. “Angry for no reason! I just saw you cheat on me in front of my damn face. And now you have the audacity to tell me that I’M angry for no goddamn reason!” in the corner of my eye, I see that guy that I hit smirking at me with a cigarette in his mouth. “Babe lets just go okay, you're obviously in a bad mood.” Adam says. “Hell no, I'm not going anywhere with you, you dick.” as I try to walk away Adam grabs my arm. Before I could yell at him someone already took that privilege for me. “Alright asshole, just leave her alone, she obviously doesn't want to go anywhere with you right now, so fuck off.” the guy says blowing out a cloud of smoke from his cigarette.

Adam looked pissed but he was too scared to say anything back to the guy. The guy was tall with a muscular frame. He had a very intimidating atmosphere about him. Even I was intimidated by him, and that's saying something since I've always been a headstrong person who's never been scared of anyone in my whole life. “Thank you.” I give him my best smile and walk away and stepping into my car. I turn the radio on the 90’s station and listen to old-school music replaying everything that happened in my head. “God I hope this was all just a shitty dream.”

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*A few days later*

A few days have passed since that night at the party, and ever since that punk looking boy hasn’t been able to leave my mind.

part of me wants to see him, but then again the chances of seeing him on this giant campus are quite low. But never mind that, my friends invited me out once more, but this time at least we’re being productive. We all decided to go to the library and have a group study date. I throw on my white mini skirt with my denim top and paired it with my favorite pumps. I grabbed my purse and keys and headed for the door. I unlocked my BMW my daddy got me when I moved into my dorm, and turned on my favorite playlist.

I finally arrived at the library and headed inside to wander around the giant maze of the various selections of books. Naturally, I had to stop at the crowded coffee shop they had inside. After waiting forever In line, I finally got to the front, “can I get a venti white mocha with sweet cream on top?” the worker swiftly takes my order and I wait for my drink to be made. On the side I grab my drink and start to wander around a little in the fantasy section. I was distracted by all the eye catching books I didn’t even realize there was someone standing in front of me. Before I knew it I was slamming into a hard chest. My drink just had to spill all over my designer top! without even looking up at whoever I bumped into I screamed “WATCH WHERE THE HELL YOUR GOING, DO U KNOW HOW MUCH I PAID FOR THIS?” “well that’s no way to talk to someone when it was half your fault” I looked up and I was stunned when I saw that same handsome guy from that night at the party.

“Oh shit.. I recognize you. Aren’t you the girl who almost took my eye out with a tacky high heel.” The guy says with a menacing smirk across his handsome face. I wanted to say a smart comeback or even get offended by what he just said. But I couldn’t…I just stared at him slobbering like a hungry dog. What is this man doing to me!? I nervously reply back, somewhat embarrassed about what happened at the party. “Yeah that’s me…I’m sorry about that, it was Totally my mistake. Is your eye okay?” “Yeah It’s alright.” He replies with a short laugh.

“So, Married to the hot demon king? Nice book choice.” My eyes go wide. I didn’t even notice I was holding this book in my hand. “ oh no, I wasn’t gonna read that! I don’t know why I was holding this.” I hurry and put the book back on the shelf. “Yeah, sure.” He says sarcastically with a grin. “So Um…what’s your name?” I ask him after regaining some of my confidence back.

“My name…I’ve met you twice. We’re practically strangers.” He says looking annoyed. “Okay and? Once you tell me your name we’ll be acquaintances. So just spit it out loser.” I say to him, rolling my eyes. “Fine, it's Hayden, Hayden Chistiensen. Happy?” he says with a scoff. “Very happy. I'm Y/N L/N. Nice to meet you, Hayden.” I say with a cheeky smile, “Well this has been fun. Maybe I’ll see you around, Y/N” He winks at me and turns around, exiting the library.

“What the hell just happened. Did I seriously just flirt with a hot stoner I've seen once. What is wrong with me?” I throw away my now empty coffee cup and go towards my friends table with my ruined shirt. Would it be a bad thing to want to see him again...

[magaestheticc]

i think ur requests are open? idk I'm sorry if they're closed just ignore this. Blurb where anakin from Star Wars has a dream/nightmare that you're alive and somethings pulling at him, when he wakes up, he realizes it's the force, and that it's telling him you're alive.

Turning Tides

Pairing: Anakin Skywalker x Reader

warnings: death (somewhat vivid but not very detailed gore wise), angst, nightmares

word count: 564

summary: anakin has a dream, which quickly turns into a nightmare. The force is trying to tell him something important, something about two people he holds dear. 

a/n: please keep sending in requests! it can be of any character/celeb or you can pick someone off my masterlist!

You sat in the grass watching Anakin from across the field, he was smiling and a part of you wanted to get up and sprint over to him, but you knew that would more than likely result in you tripping over the bottom of your dress. So instead, Anakin jogged over to you. 

When he finally reached you he plopped down in the grass beside you and took your hand in his, “to what do I owe the pleasure my lady?” you feigned innocence and softly smiled back, “you’re to escort me home.” she spoke. Within seconds Anakin was bursting out in a fit of laughter. 

No noise came from you. Your grip on his hand had become deathly tight and his fingers had started to turn white, he looked up at you, your face drawn into a tight line and your eyes burning holes into you, “y/n?” he questioned, your mouth parted to form a small circle and a dark crimson began to bloom from your torso. 

He looked down, realizing this, and watched as a hooded figure withdrew their saber from your body, you fell forward into Anakin with a small gasp from your lips and you watched with the last bit of life you had as Anakin’s panicked eyes met your own. 

“No- no no no.” he muttered.

He ran his hand over your cheek and forced a few strands of hair out of your face, “you’re going to be fine my lady.” his efforts to stop the bleeding were useless, only more blood poured out from your wound. And as much as he wanted to stay with you, there was something tugging on him, settling you into the grass, he stood and walked off in the direction of the hooded figure.

He’d stopped walking, and his back was to Anakin as he approached. He realized as he came up behind the man that the land around them had slowly turned to beach. There was sand everywhere, it was beneath him, to his left and right, and further ahead the ocean waves slapped against the very sand he was standing on. 

Without warning, the hooded figure spun around with his lightsaber, Anakin reached for his own, but it wasn’t there. It wasn’t anywhere near him. He dodged out of the hooded man’s path and trained his eyes on the saber in his hands, it was blue. He could’ve sworn he recognized it. But no, it couldn’t have been, right?

“You mistake my actions as evil, young padawan.” 

He knew that voice, there was no mistaking it. 

Obi-Wan Kenobi.

“Why?” he spoke his voice cracking as he stared the man down, “it was for your own good Anakin, she is dead because of your callous thoughts.” 

He shook his head, with another swing of his arms the bottom of his saber smashed into Anakin’s face and sent him sprawling in the sand. The smell, God, it was so strong, it was you, and he couldn’t stand how overwhelming it was. 

He leaned down, his face inches away from the boy’s ear, “you mustn’t seek her out Anakin.” Without so much as a look of shame, Obi-Wan drove the saber into Anakin’s heart.

He woke covered in sweat and panting, quickly, he drew the sheets from over his body and stared out towards the window. 

You were alive. 

Now, he just had to find you. 

[banakinbabygirl]

cant stop finking bout getting high with sam and then fucking like omd

imagine you’d be all shy and ask him if he has any weed and initially he’d be shocked you’re coming to HIM to smoke but he’s happy to supply you. AND HE’D ROLL FOR YOU AND DO THAT THING WHERE HE LOOKS IN YOUR EYES WHILE HE LICKS THE PAPER OMDDD😵‍💫

there’s something so sexual about sharing a blunt to me… like it’s not inherently sexual… but i’d be geekin n shit coz you wanna share?? with little old me?? 🤭

passing back and forth with sam and getting all giddy gives me butterflies. he’d be so chill tho like i’d just wanna lay and talk to him for hours n listen to music. BUT IN THIS CASE WE’RE GETTING STEAMY coz like… making out n then blowing smoke into each other’s mouths 🥱💨

and then acc getting TO IT and being in doggy and sam would STILL BE PUFFING AWAY LIKE THAT IMAGE IS SO HOT TO ME GOODBYE. come be my plug sammy and then rock my shit 😍