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urlocalfandommom · 6 months
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i can look past the 18 year age gap
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anakinsangel-a · 2 years
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𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐤𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫  ➸ 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐚𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭
Paring: daddy!Anakin Skywalker x littlespace!reader
Plot: nsfw alphabet with Anakin as your daddy.
Warnings: ddlg, ddlg dynamic, daddy and sub relationship, Sexual topics, smutt, nsfw alphabet, spelling mistakes
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A - Aftercare (What he's like after sex)
Anakin is really comforting after sex, he'll get a rag and make sure that you're all clean before he even focuses on himself. He makes sure you use the bathroom and are all ready, then he'll make sure that you're in one of his large t-shirts that practically falls off you and bring you to bed. He'll praise you constantly, brushing your hair behind your ear and say 'you did so well, angel' or 'im so proud of you, princess' and lie down in bed with you. He'll give you all the cuddles in the world while you fall asleep and make sure to whisper sweet nothings into your ear as you lie on his chest.
B - Body part (his favorite body part of yours)
Thighs. He adores your thighs especially when you clench them together unknown to yourself when you feel hot wet pooling in your underwear, he loves to touch them all the time, running his hand down them, or up them, squeezing them, holding them. It doesn't matter what he does with them but he is obsessed with them, he'll constantly make you sit on his lap and he'll hold them or poke them.
C - cum (where he likes to cum)
Anakin usually likes to cum in you because he lowkey has a breeding kink, he loves filling you up while you whimper and squirm but if he wasn't going to put it in you he'd try and make you swallow it. He loves to see your face as you swallow, watching as you gulp it down and look back up at him with pouty lips, he'll then run his thumb across your bottom lip, biting his own. If there was a reason when you couldn't swallow it, he'd put it on your stomach but he would be sure to clean it before you go to bed afterwards.
D - Dirty secret (something that he wouldn't even admit to you but secretly loves)
He ADORES when you whimper, he likes making you feel small even when you aren't. He makes you squirm under his touch and loves hearing the small noises come from your mouth, it drives him absolutely crazy when you whimper especially when you whimper out his name or of course his favorite 'daddy', he'd praise and shush you but deep down he can't control himself.
E - Experience (How experienced is he)
Let's be real it's Anakin Skywalker, he's got around. He's always had the looks and the ladies so naturally he knows what to do but you don't mind, if anything it makes him almost better. He never talks about past intimate moments and wouldn't dream of bringing them up, he doesn't boast or show off as it isn't a major thing to him, he respects women all in all and he doesn't see them as objects or trophies, he hates when people boast about how many women they have shagged and would never do the same to you.
F - Favourite position (what position he likes best)
Any. He loves whatever it is you do but he does love missionary when being soft and gentle. He is either making love to you, which would be missionary, looking into your eyes and trying to make it as thoughtful as could be. Or he is straight up fucking you, then he could have your ass in the air and your head in the blankets, or he could have you bent over somewhere, or on his lap, or forcing you on top even after you squeak about how you don't know how to, he'll simply roll your hips and guide you. He doesn't mind which position he just likes having sex, alot.
G - Goofy (does he make jokes? Is he serious, ect.)
He's usually pretty serious because he wants you to feel loved and appreciated, he doesn't want to make you feel like a joke but then again he wouldn't mind blurting one here and there if in a certain situation that he feels it is necessary. He sometimes degrades you but not often because he knows you would much rather be praised and loved.
H - Hair pulling (is he into getting his hair pulled? Does he like it when you pull on his hair?)
He loves when you tug on his hair, you don't do it often usually only when you guys make out but that's what gets him started, he just loves when you tug on the ends with your dainty fingers, wrapping your hands around his head all together as you hold onto him because it makes him feel like he's needed in a way, when you clutch onto him.
I - intimate (how intimate is he?)
He's always intimate, he could quite literally be fucking you into the mattress with your ass in the air but he'll always do it with good intentions, In a way he'll always want your guys' sex to be safe and precious, it's a really important thing for him.
J - Jack off (how often does he masterbate?)
Not often, you're always around because you two are practically stuck to each others hips so if he badly needs to jerk off that bad you're always there to help him which is often because he usually can't control himself around you, it's too hard and usually he ends up with a tent in his pants in which he asks you to help, sometimes he'll teasingly blame you, stating that it was your fault in the first place and he loves how flustered you get by it.
K - Kinks (what are his kinks? What is he into?)
He loves the name daddy or course but other than that he kind of likes everything? You are literally everything to him so he is down for whatever as long as he is dominating you and you are comfortable, of course. He often uses the force to choke you or tie you down and let me tell you that man is creative. He likes it when you’re the main event of the night, like it is mostly focused on you finishing and your pleasure but then again he wouldn’t hesitate to put you in your place which might just be on your knees. 
L - Location (Where is his favourite place to do it?)
Bed or a couch mainly because he wants you to be comfortable, when having sex with you it is most of the time emotionally driven too so he wants to make sure you have everything ready and are soaked in complete confort before he takes it any further because you are the light of his life and he would do anything to make sure you are safe no matter what even if that is from himself. But then again he would totally be down for steamy sex in the shower or hidden sex under the table. 
M - Motivation (What gets him going)
Everything about you, of course but mainly your innocence even if it is fawned. He loves the wya you look up at him all confused and flustered, when you get embarrassed about what is happening and shy away or when you’re puzzled at first as to what you are feeling down in your panties, this makes him feel like youre small and like he needs to help you which is exactly what he does all the time. 
N - No (Something he wouldn’t do)
Hurt you. Never in his life would he ever so much as dream of hurting you, sure, there may be some days where he would degrade you or make you cry in a sexual way but if anything you’re not comfortable with, if he even gets a wiff that you don’t like it, he’s stopped. He makes sure you have a safe word and if you use it he will feel so guilty but be almost happy, proud that you were able to use it, then he would shower you in kisses and hugs, cuddling you and telling you that he was so proud of you for saying it though deep down he would be riddled with guilt. 
O - Oral (give? Get?)
He likes to give you oral, sometimes he'll finger you in public but he LOVES going down on you. He's always hungry for your juices and has made you squirt on multiple occasions, all of which have been his favorite occasions of a life time. He constantly makes you cum and overstimulates you to the max, all while keeping his eyes strained on your face, as embarrassed as you may be. But that doesn't necessarily mean he doesn't like you to give him head, he adores it more than anything. You would sit on the ground, tongue out and flat, ready for him and it would drive him insane.
P - Pace (how fast, how slow)
Usually, he is sensual, he wants to cover every inch of you and he certainly takes his time, he appreciates your entire body and makes sure to stay intimate throughout the entire process but on the occasion of having a bad day, he will not hesitate to come home and shove your head into a mattress while fucking you out until you're so overstimulated you think you might actually faint.
Q - Quickie (Is he down for a quick fuck, what is his opinions)
He'll take you any time any place if you really want it, he also likes to do things in public because he likes the adrenaline's of it all, the constant fear of getting caught. This man will not think twice before fingering you underneath a table or groping your ass when you walk past causing you to get very flustered very quickly, you would often blush and look around to make sure no one had seen the interaction then scold him for doing it in public but he never listened, a smug smirk on his face every time.
R - Risk (Is he one to take risks)
Yes, yes, yes, any time any where he's willing to do it. He will even make jokes about your sexual life to obi wan a whole lot, he's not embarrassed nor ashamed and is willing to take you on a table in front of everyone, as long as they know you're his of course.
S - Stanima (How long can he last)
I'm not kidding this man lasts hours, he will do all the work no problem, literally balls deep in you and will still last more rounds than you can count while you however cannot. You get overstimulated very easily and he can tell, that only turns him on even more than before and will motivate him to fuck your ass deeper into the mattress, it is usually around the second or third round where he stops being sensual and turns rough and rugged.
T - Toys (does he use toys? On who?)
Why have toys when he has a metal arm? Literally uses it to vibrate inside you, doesn't give a fuck if anyone found it weird because it brings you pleasure. You often get embarrassed in public, seeing his metal hand and remembering everything that had happened the previous night.
U - unfair (does he tease)
Short answer is yes, all the time. He'd run his fingers down your thigh and slide them across your panties and when you get hot and bothered he'd merely whisper into your ear. "getting so worked up all ready, sweetheart." And with a kiss to your forehead "I haven't even really touched you yet."
V - volume (how loud is he?)
Not that loud but some grunts here and there, occasionally he would moan causing you to go absolutely crazy because it is the hottest thing you have ever heard, not that you would ever tell him that however because you know his horn is too big to be tooted once more.
W - Wildcard (Random headcannon)
He will call you 101 pet names through sex, you will start with princess then you get called sweetheart which leads to angel and bunny and penguin and every freaking animal to walk the earth, he doesn't give two flying fucks (or one) he will literally call you every name under the sun because you're his dove and deserved to be known as so. He will also call you love, darling, sunshine, (occasionally) honey, cutie, baby, babygirl, bub and above all, his all time favorite my sweet girl.
X - X-ray (how long is his shlong)
This man is HUGE, I'd say about 8-9 but I'm not even joking this man will tear you in half which matches you're small body. He's the type of daddy to say "Angel, it doesn't fit" to which you would respond with "Yes it does." Even though you both know it doesn't.
Y - yearning ( how high is his sex drive )
Manz is always horny let me tell you 👏👏👏
Z - Zzzz (How long does it take for him to fall asleep afterwards)
Sex doesn't really tire him out so when you're cuddled up in bed all clean, he'll simply sit with you, stroking your hair and watching your face relax in comfort, sometimes he will end up falling asleep while others he'll wait until you're awake again to try do something else like going for a walk or making some tea, depends on the mood.
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giacarangi86 · 1 year
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Luke: I always want hot chocolate
Din: I'll buy the best one and bring
Luke: As a child, I was always afraid of the krait dragon
Din: I killed him
Luke: I didn't have a father
Din: i can be your daddy
Luke: *grins*
Anakin, who hears loud moans and "Daddy": bitch, he said father, father fuck!!!
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obisangell · 2 years
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i can't believe anakin was picturing himself and padmé raising a little girl and he probably pictured introducing her to her big brothers r2 and 3po and taking her on rides in his ship and rocking her to sleep and it was THIS close to happening and then nope here comes palpatine!!! anakin never got to hold his baby!!!! yay i love star wars!!!!
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solossweater · 2 years
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Who gave him the right to look that good?
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anxious-skywalker · 2 years
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Unpopular opinion
Revenge of the Sith is the saddest movie in the Star Wars franchise.
I think people forget the whole reason Anakin turned to the dark side was to keep Padme alive, after he had a dream she died during childbirth. He thought he was doing a good deed, doing everything he could to save the love of his life and his child(ren) and then she doesn’t want anything to do with him once he joins the Sith. (Rightfully so tbh) He turned his life, his masters life, the Jedi Order and the galaxy’s lives upside down for his love and she ended up being afraid of him, and dying.
He did it all for nothing.
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solarlotus · 2 years
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Watching ROTJ, sad thing is Anakin would've loved taking Luke and Leia speeding through a forest of teddy bears, weaving wildly through trees, it would be a weekend treat. He'd have probably even enjoyed the storm trooper element, whilst keeping his kids safe. He would swear them to secrecy from Padme and Obi Wan and Luke and Leia would agree as they love dangerous sports weekends with dad.
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phoeebsbuffay · 2 years
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Imagine: in this universe, Anakin meets his children and never even considered the dark side.
Warnings: none; probably the most fluffy thing i've come to write so far; besides... this may be shorter than previous stories. Also lets put you in the shoes of Padme because honestly who wouldnt like to be her (in this universe)?
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Anakin was amazed by the children you gave him. He thought there was one, but, by the Maker! There came two! Twins! A girl and a boy. He could not believe himself.
As he watched Leia and Luke play together, his chest swelled upon that scene that happened right before his eyes. These were you and his children. When looking upon Leia's features, he saw so much of you--although he had to admit that she got his temper, which made him laugh. As for Like, Anakin personally thought it was the other way around: he looked physically more like him, but had inherited your good personality.
Ever since day one, Anakin wanted to be a dad who was always there for his children. He was also the husband who woke up in the middle of night to let you sleep all the while he rocked the babies in his arms.
He could get home tired, baffled by the events he’d seen on field, but when he was there with you and the children, nothing else mattered.
“Daddy! Daddy! I want to pilot your ship!” And that moment he sort of feared had finally come: when Luke and Leia would begin to understand things and what you and him did when they were not around the children. Luke always tried to mirror his dad, and Leia too, but he wanted to be pilot, to work with ships. Obi-Wan had gifted the boy a toy ship and now he had all ideas of flying one.
You were braiding Leia’s hair when you heard your son’s pleas. Oh boy. You sighed, but honesty it was so cute to hear in those words the admiration Luke had for Anakin. How could you not melt? But even so you said:
“You are not old enough to pilot a ship, darling.”
But of course Anakin would behave recklessly as always. You were not entirely surprised when he said:
“I will take you to fly right away, boy. When I was almost your age…”
“You were nine, Anakin! Your son is four!”, you said, trying so hard not to giggle because you had to play the mom with good conscience.
He acted as if he wasn’t interrupted.
“…I was already winning races! Do you want dad to show you how to pilot?”
“Anakin”, you used that voice he knew so well.
“Please Daddy! I promise I will be as great as you were in my age!” Little Luke said so.
Anakin laughed heartily. He took his son in his arms and spinned him around.
“You are already a great kid, my son. You make me proud everyday. Come, let’s tell mama you are coming with me.”
It was when Leia left you to run to Anakin’s arm. You saw how he successfully held her against him, kissing her face as she giggled. For someone who struggled to hold two kids with both arms, Anakin was doing fairly well.
“Mama, can I go with Daddy and Luke to the ship?” She pouted, already making the puppy face at you.
Of course Anakin responded for you.
“But of course, my daughter. Do you want to see how dad rides fast?”
Your eyes went wide.
“For the Maker, Anakin! You will not pilot fast with the children!”
Anakin chuckled, but you didn’t think it was funny. He went to you and kissed your lips.
“You know I’d never hurt our babies”, he clearly ignored the children’s protestations of how they were not babies anymore. You giggled at how adorable they could be.
“I do. I just worry.” You touched his face tenderly before kissing his lips much to Leia and Luke’s dismay.
“Mama! Ew!”
“Daddy, how can you let her kiss you?” Leia protested.
The two of you laughed out loud. Children could be so adorable, even more so those you gave birth.
“I love you too, my Princess Leia”, said Anakin.
And so you watched him take the children out for a ride. Although he promised you he’d not fly fast, you knew he was lying of course. Especially when your daughter came home with her hair a mess and laughing all the way because “daddy” was her hero.
When Anakin heard that, you could swear there were tears in his eyes.
***
It was difficult for him, perhaps even more than for you, when they began to grow. Leia was more princess like, and Anakin was very protective to her. Too much for your taste.
Once, to the eleventh birthday party he asked all her friends—the male ones that were there—if they were really there to play with her. You had to scowl at Anakin for embarrassing her.
And there was Luke acting like he knew better than anyone. The teenage days could be complicated for the Skywalker family. Although often sweet disposition, he could be grumpy when he wanted to.
“Leia kissed Han Solo.” He once spitted in the dinner because Leia was complaining something about him piloting without his father’s permission.
Anakin paled at this. Since when his children were so grown up? Before you could calm his nerves, he frowned upon Leia and said:
“You are grounded, young lady. I do not wish to see you around this Han Solo anymore.” And when it came to Luke: “You too, Mr. I think it’s time for you to study with your uncle Ben because clearly he could do better with you than me.”
After they all went to bed, he’d turn at you and say:
“When did they grow up so fast?”
You giggled at him, caressing the curls of his hair. Looking right at the father of your children, you could see Leia and Luke in him.
“That is what happens, my love. The circle of life, you had to let them go and be themselves.”
Anakin didn’t like the answer, but at least he didn’t argue this time.
***
He wept when Luke won the race. After a difficult period of acceptance that Leia had a boyfriend, a reckless young man named Han Solo, everything went well for them again. Anakin was amazed by how talented was his boy.
“It shouldn’t surprise you this much, Anakin. You were just the same”, said Obi-Wan.
You could swear that you saw pride twinkling in your husband’s older master’s eyes.
***
Leia proved herself great with speeches and leadership, following thus in her mother footsteps when becoming a Senator. You were very proud of her, of course, and Anakin too, though he hated politics.
“If someone insults you, child, you can call me so I will punch right in their faces.” He said, earning Leia’s chuckles.
“That is not the Jedi way of dealing things, dad.”
***
The Skywalkers may had the share of problems, but they were close and affectionate. When Ben Solo was born, Anakin wept and so did you. Now you were grandparents and the Force continued to flow. Everything was right as it should be.
Anakin was very content with the family that, together with you, he built. Both of you remained close to your children and grandchildren until the end of your days.
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twattydaddydomuk · 11 months
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May The 4th Be With You
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stvrlitsky · 5 months
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Live, love and stan my jealous fictional boyfriends <3333
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teamhangaround · 4 months
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Obi-wan very much regretting the decisions made tonight.
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hanasnx · 5 months
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honey.
MINORS DNI 18+ NOTES: inspired by @justadmiringanakin bcos i read some of her ceo!anakin thing and i’m so excited for it to be posted. so this is dedicated to her. WARNINGS: dilf!anakin | sexual content | kinks: daddy, size | position: cowgirl | age gap
“that’s it, baby, that’s it,” soft praises echo in your ear as you sink down onto DILF!ANAKIN SKYWALKER's length. “you feelin’ it? you feelin’ okay?”
you sniff, twisting your face in the most adorable way. too pitiful to resist, he leans into you, trailing sweet lingering kisses onto your heated cheek and temple.
“can you speak? can you do that for me, baby?” he keeps his voice barely above a whisper, like you’re exchanging secrets. large hands handle the fat of your thighs, stroking soothingly with his thumbs. he’s warm, and impossibly deep.
to let him know you’re alright, you nod, and feel his lips pass over your closed eyelids. your fists tangled in the collar of his shirt begin to tremble as you flex your legs, raising yourself.
“take it easy. don’t hurt yourself.” he says, even while his palm slide to your ass, instinctively drawing you closer into his chest.
“i can do it.” you plea, “please, ani, please. need it so bad.”
lovingly, he tilts his head, a wistful smile stretching his lips. “makes me feel young when you call me that.” his honeyed countenance remains only until you lift yourself, so tight wrapped around him it furrows his brows and sharply inhale. “fuck…”
“need— you,” you choke out, opening your eyes to meet his lust-blown gaze.
“‘m right here, angel. right here,” he assures you, one hand wedging between the two of you to thumb at your sensitive bud, it helps but doesn’t solve everything. “can feel you drying up, you’re going too fast.”
“if i can just…” you whine, his warnings going unheeded as you invite yourself onto him, letting your weight lower yourself. but he’s quick to catch you. his grip on your flesh aches, chastising you for biting off more than you can chew.
“what’d i say?” you’re feeling the stretch. the sting. it’s almost enough to get you wet enough for him. almost. “you told me you could handle it.”
“‘m sorry!” you cry out. “ani, i’m so horny it hurts.”
he hushes you, easing your worries by releasing your skin and coming up to stroke the top of your head. gently, he directs it to him, resting your cheek on his shoulder so he can tuck you under his. that big hand threads through your hair, sending tingles down your spine from the contact. his thumb continues to rub circles into your swollen clit.
ever so slowly, he flexes his abdomen as he ruts up into you. you can feel it against you, rigid and hard. the position is comfortable, and safe to relax in. your pussy grateful for the release of tension, loosening with each loving thrust into you. “there, is that better?”
you nod and make a noise of confirmation. when he decides you’re ready, he starts helping you to move too. he pokes around until he finds an angle inside that causes arousal to dampen your conjoined sexes.
“kids. still don’t know patience.”
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hopesworlld · 7 days
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౨ৎ sweet like marabou, look at you
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౨ৎ 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 — sugardaddy!hayden x sugarbaby!reader
౨ৎ 𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 — hayden can't handle the thought of anyone seeing you without covering you in his marks
౨ৎ 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁 — 2k
౨ৎ 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 — swearing, ownership, possesive!hayden, smut ( dirty talk, hickeys, oral sex f receiving, overstimulation, mention of sex ) hayden calls reader a whore a couple times. think that's all !
౨ৎ 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗸𝘀 ! — oh this concept has me screaming, crying and ripping my hair out
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“what do you think you are wearing?” hayden hissed, crossing the room in two short strides so that he was stood before you, eyes falling onto the black dress that clung to your frame, it was strapless and only fell to about mid thigh, the hem and neckline decorated with pretty white tulle. 
“my new dress,” you hummed, running your fingers along the black fabric, glossy lips twisted into a ditzy little smile, “don’t you like it, daddy?” 
“you wanna wear this out?” hayden asked you, “let everyone see you dressed up like a little whore?” he scoffed and your eyes went wide, a flush spattering across your bare chest. 
“no, daddy,” you spluttered, “it’s just pretty i… i thought you would like it,” you pouted, eyes falling down to your feet that were clad in pretty black heels. hayden sighed, reaching out and pinching your chin between his thumb and forefinger, tilting your head back up so that you were facing him, tears glossing your doe eyes. 
“baby doll,” he said, rubbing his thumb along your bottom lip, brushing the pout from your petal lips, “it is pretty, but some of you is only for daddy, don’t need the other guys at the office seeing those pretty thighs,” his free hand ran down your side, landing on your thigh and squeezing it gently. “i’ve seen how they look at you when you come to my office in your little skirts, hoping that you’ll bend over and give them a show,” you whimpered at his words, shaking your head slightly in his grasp. 
“don’t want them though, daddy, want you, only you,” you told him and hayden grinned, leaning in and brushing a featherlight kiss on your lips. 
“i know, baby,” he told you, “daddy treats you so well, huh, could never leave me, you would be so lost,” he chuckled, kissing you again, laughing louder when you chased his lips, pouting when he pulled away and smirking at you. “tell me, baby doll, tell me what you need,” hayden prompted, sapphire eyes piercing as he watched you swallow, gazing up at him as though he had hung the moon and the stars. 
“you, always you, daddy,” you said softly, “need you to look after me, protect me from people who try and take advantage of me,” you continued, parroting the words that hayden had once whispered into your hair after bending you over his desk and spanking you until your cheeks were stained crimson when he noticed you chatting for just a little too long with one of his coworkers. he always knew best. 
“good girl,” anakin said, taping your cheek with his palm, “always so good listening to daddy,” he praised, “now we have to leave in a minute so you are gonna let me mark up those pretty thighs so that when everyone see’s you in this dress they know that you belong to me,” he demanded, and you were in no position to tell him no, not when you heard the low timbre of his voice, how he looked at you with those pretty blue eyes, as beautiful as they were hypnotic. you wanted him to claim you, show everyone at his office party that you were his and only his, it sent a rush of heat down to your core, especially as you watched hayden drop to his knees and gaze up at you. 
“daddy,” you whined as he ran his hands along your thighs, leaning in and planting delicate kisses along the tops of them, slowly trailing inwards to the meaty flesh bellow your dress, dangerously close to you lace covered cunt. 
“hush, baby doll, we don’t have long,” hayden said against your skin, trailing to the tops of your thighs and suctioning the skin there, it was a mixture of pleasure and pain and he sucked crimson marks onto the skin, he trailed up and down your legs, finding any free space to suck his mark and leave you decorated in ruby bursts and the slick of his spit. you had never seen hayden so determined before, he had always been possessive, of course, you were his baby doll, his little play thing, arm candy and whatever else he wanted you to be. but right now he was feral, you watched in fascination as he trailed kisses up your inner thigh before grabbing your right leg and swinging it over his shoulder in a sift motion, you would have lost balance if it weren’t for his big arms securing around your waist and holding you in place. 
“so pretty,” he cooed before suckling down on the sensitive skin of your thighs, grinning as he watched you skirm. 
“daddy,” you cried out, hands falling to his broad shoulders to stabalise yourself. “daddy, please,” you said, as hayden ghosted over your panties now on show for him seeing as your dress had rode up to your hips when hayden had lifted your leg. 
“what is it, baby doll?” he asked teasingly, “feeling a little sensitive here, darling,” you whined in response, head all fuzzy from hayden’s actions, he had the power to utterly control you with just a few simple touches and he loved it. “what do you want? you have to tell me what you need,” he prompted pressing a kiss over your covered clit before slipping back to your thighs, suckling at the skin just where your dress would sit when it was pulled down. 
“want daddy to play with me,” you pouted, bucking your hips slightly in his hold and hayden snickered, kissing your thigh. 
“feeling needy, baby doll?” he asked, “all it takes is me marking up your thighs to get you wet? such a desperate girl for me,” but he didn’t care, he loved how badly you craved him, just as addicted to the rush as he was, he would do anything for you and you would do the same. you let out a moan when anakin leaned in, using his teeth to tug down your panties revealing your freshly waxed cunt to his view, sticky wetness clinging to your panties, you little clit flushed rosy and throbbing. “such a pretty pussy,” hayden said, as he always did, it was no secret how much he loved that place between your thighs, no matter if he was burying his tongue, fingers or cock between your folds he fucking ate it up, loving every moment you gave him. “you want it?” hayden asked, eyes flicking up to yours, seeing the lust that clouded your gaze. 
“so bad, please, daddy, wanna show everyone i’m yours, mark your face with my cum,” now it was hayden’s turn to groan, dick twitching at your dirty words and he fucking loved it. 
“yea, baby doll, want to show everyone i’m on the only man that makes you cum, make that pussy squirt all over me,” he didn’t wait for you to reply, to beg for him to give you what you wanted when he was burying his face into you needy cunt, lapping at your slick like a man starved because that was the thing about hayden, he didn’t just eat you out, he devoured you. eating your pussy like it was the last thing he would ever taste, he room was filled with the wet sounds of hayden’s tongue lapping at your cunt while you moaned like a porn star, leg going taunt around his shoulder, hands threading into his perfectly styled hair but he didnt care as he plunged his tongue into your sopping hole. 
“daddy, feels so good,” you told him, hips spasaming as he continued to tongue fuck you. it didn’t take long before that coil in your stomach began to unwind, especially when hayden moved from your slit instead focusing on your clit, the little cluster of nerves bursting at the stilumlation as he sucked the bud between his lips and suckled on it, you almost fell limp as the sensation, you had never known a man who knew who to make you cum as quickly as hayden. 
“don’t stop,” you pleaded, “please, just like that” your words were hoarse, broken by pleasure as your head fell back, allowing hayden to consume you, you couldn’t move, couldn’t think about anything but hayden, the feeling of his mouth, his tongue. “so, close,” you gasped, hayden’s grip on your legs tightened, holding you upright as he grazed his teeth along your clit before giving it a harsh suck, somewhere between pain and pleasure you lost yourself. white spots danced behind your eye lids and you were gone, if it wasn’t for hayden’s strong grip on you, you would have melted into a puddle on the ground, everything around you span, a kaleidoscope of colours churning until you felt nothing but bliss. you vaguely felt hayden lapping up your release but you were too far gone to even react, that was until his mouth went back to your clit. 
“daddy, stop,” you gaped, legs shaking as you yanked at his messy golden curls trying to pull him away but hayden released the grip on you hips with one hand and grasped your shaking hands, pulling them away and holding both your wrists with one hand. “please, i just came,” you whimpered but the pleasure was already building once again, a white hot searing thing that made your legs go numb and spine ache. 
“and you’ll give me another one,” hayden said against you cunt, his words sending vibrations through your body and you knew he wouldn’t stop, he loved you like this, even in a position where he was vulnerable, on his knees while you towered over him he still had all the control, he could force orgasm after orgasm out of you and you would take it.
“oh my god,” you gasped, your legs were going to give way as hayden sunk his tongue back into your copping core and swirling his tongue, the sick sounds of his tongue slurping up everything you gave him too much, a sob tore from your lips, pretty makeup spilling down your cheeks as another orgasm crashed through you, more powerful than the last. you were pretty sure you were screaming but it was hard to tell as you sank beneath the waves of pleasure, gasping for air as hayden finally stopped his assault on your cunt. your entire body was buzzing with pleasure, a glow that stemmed from your core and flared out like sunlight, you bathed in it as hayden gently set you down on the bed a few steps away. 
“feeling good, baby doll?” hayden asked with a silly smirk twisted on his lips, face still coated in your release. 
“so good,” you said, voice cracking from the force of your use of it when you came, this only made hayden’s smirk grow wider as he tugged your pantied back up your legs, you winched when they came in contact with your swollen clit. 
“did so well for me, darling, made me so proud,” he praised and you lit up at his words, a dazzled smile making its way onto your face. 
“thank you, daddy,” you whispered bashfully as hayden pulled you up from the bed and you stood on shaky legs, eyes widening as you caught sight of yourself in the vanity mirror, your mascara had ran down your cheeks in a smokey trail, lip stick smudged around your lips and your hair was frizzy. “oh no,” you pouted, rushing over to dab away the stains. 
“what are you doing?” hayden asked you with a cocked brow. 
“they are already going to know what you did to me by the state of my legs,” you said gesturing down at the skin of your thighs stained crimson, “i don’t need to be walking in looking like a whore,” you huffed, wiping away the mascara and fixing your lipstick. 
“mh, but you’re my little whore, darling,” hayden said, walking behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist, a cocky grin painted on his lips. 
“yes, your’s daddy,” you sighed, flattening your hair down, “we don’t need everyone seeing me after i cum do we, daddy?” you asked, fluttering your lashes at him and hayden growled. 
“never,” he promised and you giggled. 
“so, should we get going?” you asked him and hayden nodded, releasing your hips and taking you hand tugging you out of your bedroom, and if everyone stared at you that night because of the marks that stained your thighs you didn’t care, and for hayden, it made him harden in his trousers everytime he caught a glimpse until it was too much and he bent you over the back of his car and fucked you until you cried. 
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more sugar daddy hayden maybe???
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giacarangi86 · 2 years
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If Anakin went to Ao3, read fanfiction.
Anakin: *fucks that he slept with Obi Wan more than his wife*
Anakin: That's terrible..
Obi Wan: but they write so beautifully ☺️
Anakin: 😑
Anakin: why are they all writing some inappropriate jokes between our kids..
Luke: huh, uh, father, there was one moment, such a stupid misunderstanding
Leia: relax, we just kissed a couple of times
Anakin: wtf
Anakin: They're all just crazy about my son marrying some Mandalorian, Luke, who are they talking about?
Luke: I have no idea what you mean.
Anakin: wow cute, they all love the writer Herbie because she loves to write about you and me son, it's worth reading her creations
Luke: NO FATHER, DON'T READ THIS!
Anakin quietly, so that no one finds out, begins to read fanfiction by the author Owl.
Anakin: I will kill that Din Djarin 🔪
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finalgoob · 2 years
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in a happier world, i’d like to think that leia would run to obi-wan whenever she’d have a tiff with anakin lmao 😭
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solossweater · 2 years
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The fallen angel
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