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[fuckmyskywalker]

Day 03: James Kelly — Honeymoon.

Ride 01: 🎡 The Ferris Wheel. 🎡 | Kinktober 2024 Masterlist.

CW: 18+, smut, implied running away to get married, exhibitionism, minor dirty talk. | word count: 0.6k

"Having fun, sweetheart?" James purrs, leaning closer, brushing his lips over the shell of your ear. "Is my pretty wife enjoying herself?"

Careful to not make much movement, your hips roll up and down. A soft mewl escapes your throat as you feel his cock sinking deep inside you, your hand sliding across the window of the cabin in a desperate attempt to ground yourself.

James chuckles, enjoying the way you struggle to keep your composure. The cabin lays static on the higher spot, the beautiful view of the city incomparable to the lovely view of your body bouncing on top of him, your asscheeks jiggling every time you descend on his dick.

"Stay still, we don't want people to find out, do we?" He taunts you, running his hands up and down your sides, gripping your thighs. Lifting his hips, he thrusts upwards, hissing under his breath. "Fuck— you are tighter than usual, baby. Do you like it here?"

You do, oh, you do. Nodding, you guide your hips faster, forgetting for a moment where you are, surrounded by the glass that gives a clear view of what you are doing. Placing a hand on top of yours on the window, his finger traces the silver band on your ring finger, smirking.

"Can't believe I have you all by myself now," He breathes out, letting go of your hip to cup your breast, kneading the supple flesh roughly. He's in heaven now that you belong to him.

Sure, running away from home to elope with the man your parents didn't approve of was quite the thrill and risk... but you can't deny the happiness that his presence gives you, the promises he has made to keep you happy, and the way he fucks you; well, that's a bonus.

"I'm all yours," You whine, holding his hand, feeling the calloused palm rubbing against yours.

"Damn right you are, angel," He grunts, sliding his hand under your shirt to lower the cup of your bra, pinching your nipple between his fingers. "You belong to me, all of you— specially this pretty pussy."

Speeding up, James groans louder, lowering his eyes, chewing on his bottom lip as he sees how his cock disappears inside of you, glistening with your slick. He's fucking addicted— he could fuck you all day if he could.

"What a great idea to come to the fair, princess," He laughs, feeling his orgasm near, his balls tightening. He can't wait to fill you up, to make you clench around him, to know you'd be walking around the damn amusement park with his cum pooling in your panties.

The cabin shakes, the Ferris wheel springing back to life, starting its descent. James looks around, chuckling. Standing up, he pushes you forward, bending you over the small metal seat, pushing his hips faster, harder, not caring who can see him ravishing you.

"I know you are close, come now, angel," He urges, the skin-to-skin slapping filling the small room. "Unless you want everyone underneath us to see how much of a filthy slut you are."

Mouth hang open, you hang your head down, thighs quivering as you come around him, coating him with your sweet arousal, whimpering his name like a prayer, your hips stuttering as you feel his load pumping into you, painting your velvety walls white. James pulls out immediately, fixing your panties and your skirt before he tucks his cock back into his worn jeans, not giving you a second to gather your breath.

Pulling you down next to him, he wraps his arm around your hip, panting quietly against your hair, trying to hide his satisfied smirk, cradling the back of your head and burying it in his neck. The loud cheering of the cabin muffles the heavy breathing, and when the door opens and the amusement park worker eyes you both curiously, he just looks at him with an apologetic look in his eyes.

"Sorry, forgot my wife is scared of heights."

[decaffeinatedunicorn]

gold... pure gold.🙂‍↕️

[thesassypadawan]

Are You Afraid Of The Dark (Luke x FemReader)

Summary:  This isn’t how you imagined your Halloween night panning out.  You thought you would just have a little ‘fun’, while spooking the ever-living shit out of your poor scaredy cat.  Instead things have changed…in a ghoulishly delightful sort of way. 

Warnings: 18+ (minors dni), because all the lovely smut.  Cockwarming, spooky movie, and…Luke’s long, fat dick.

Notes: Happy Kinktober all you, lovelies! 🖤🧡

- Warm breath fans across your face, lips graze the shell of your ear.  “What’s the matter, pumpkin?”  Strong arm tightens around your waist; presses and keeps your back firmly to his chest.  While his hand gripes gently, lazily traces ‘soothing’ circles on your thigh.  “Too spooky for a scaredy cat like you?”

- Huffing softly, you shift and fidget on Luke’s lap.  “Me…ME?!”  His thick cock buried deep in your cunt, brushing at that sweet little spot.  “I’m n-not the one who insists w-we sleep with a nightlight.”

- “Sssh…”  Fingers knead, squeeze your subtle flesh; slowly migrate lower, ghost over your pert mound.  Causing the heat to blossom on your cheeks, spread through your body. “It’s about to get to the good part.”

- “W-wait, this isn’t how it’s s-supposed to happen!”  You try your best to stop him, wriggle free.  Turn off the tv before it gets to that one gory scene, the very one that made you chose to watch this slasher flick…in hopes of giving him a good freight.  “You’re t-the one-”

- The screen fades to black and the music grows more intense.  You already know what’s coming next, there’s not a single doubt in your mind.  However that still doesn’t stop you from involuntarily rocking your hips.  Plush walls starting to clench around him from the tension building up in the room, inside of you.  “Noooo!  Don’t g-go in there!  No no n-no no…”

- A high-pitched scream…  The sight and sound of blood splattering…  And…  “NOOO!!”

- “Calm down…”  He coos, his hold on you tightening.  Nose nuzzling your neck affectionately, teeth nip ever so tenderly.  “I’m right here…”

- Dipping between your soaked folds, he rolls your neglected nub.  “Nothing big and bad is going to hurt you…”  Teasing it a bit; applying just enough pressure to make your legs start quivering, feeling like jelly.  “Except maybe…me.”

- With a low growl, he thrusts upwards.  “Thought you were real sneaky, huh?”  Fat tip slamming, hitting your cervix in such a delicious way.  That has you gasping, mewling weakly from the overwhelming rush of both pleasure and fear.  “Telling me this was going to be another ‘hocus pocus’ kiddie movie; didn’t have anything to worry about.”

- Head falls back onto his shoulder, eyes clamp shut.  Desperately wanting to hide away, from the horrific scene that plays out in front of you. “Meanwhile, you were planning to scare the ever-living shit out of me.”  Covering up the fact that he has your stomach twisting, knotting up from your approaching orgasm.  “Well, got news for you.”

- Slapping your pussy harshly, you cry out.  Eyes snapping open, widening in fright at the sight of another victim being slayed.  “Tables been turned.”  Back arching slightly, hips grinding against his pathetically.  “Now you’re going to be screaming and begging…all movie long.”

- Pace increases; vision blurs from your tears of terror, ecstasy.  You’re so painfully close to unraveling completely, crashing and spiraling into the abyss.  All you can manage to do is babble, whine as you slump forward; a last-ditch effort to block out the carnage.  “Pro-promise, w-won’t do it again!  Please, just…just…”   

- “When you put it that way.”  Grabbing your chin, pinching it between his thumb and index finger.  You think he’s going to subject you to watching the next untimely death though, instead… “Fine; make a deal with you, sweetheart.  I’ll turn this off, finish taking care of you.  Only if answer my question.”  …he turns your face towards him.  “Are you afraid of the dark?”

- Licking your lips; walls pulsing, shuddering.  And you can’t help but compare Luke’s grin to the villain’s, as he chops up the next poor unfortunate soul.  “I-I’ll admit it…”

- This isn’t how you imagined your Halloween night panning out.  But with the way he’s making you wail and rearranging your guts.  “I-I’m…”  It’s going to ended up being much MUCH better, a ghoulishly delightful one.   “Afraid of the d-dark…"

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[decaffeinatedunicorn]

a bangerrrrr🙂‍↕️

[decaffeinatedunicorn]

It's midnight, so that means "The Charlie Puth Show" is out now

me fr:

[overcaffeinatedunicorn]

happy boyfriend's day to my boos❤️

[decaffeinatedunicorn]

and to my other bfs too🙂‍↕️❤️

[anakinsbbgirl]

Happy national boyfriend day to all of my moots/besties and their celebrity boyfriends

I support their delusions because that's what heros do

[decaffeinatedunicorn]

so real

[speaknow-sw]

𝒦𝐼𝒩𝒦𝒯𝒪𝐵𝐸𝑅 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟦 03/10/2024, Prompt : Glory Hole & Daddy Kink with Kurt Matheson

A/N : First kinktober fic ! Really excited to share this one cuz my baby Kurt deserves better. Anywayyy enjoy lovelies !

𝒯𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊

Naturally, laughter came to his mind when he found a lower half of a naked body lodged in the wall of a back alley he stumbled upon. Kurt chuckled, approaching the smooth calves of a girl squirming, naked from the waist down, your firm, round ass rounded out towards him.

The wriggling stopped, as if it heard his footsteps. A street lamp above blinked made a frizzling noise like it was broken, washing them in orangish light then in dark again. Then there was a voice, young and scratchy-rough.

“Hello? Is someone there?” You squealed

Kurt halted, breath caught. The voice sounded disturbingly familiar. Like— his ward. The young girl he took in after the storms…

“Please, anyone, help me.” You squirmed, seemingly unable to dislodge yourself on your own from being stuck in the wall. Kurt could see the flush spread down your ankles in mortification. “I—ah—please. I didn’t mean to get stuck. I only wanted to try for a bit…now I can’t get out…please.” You explained pitifully.

Kurt approached slowly, only now seeing the hole in its entirety drilled into the wall. You squirmed again, legs spread wide from the effort and showing your little pink cunt.

What were you thinking ? Kurt felt the frustration lance through him even with liquor. They were in a dark corner but enough for the unsavory drunkards to find you like this, helpless, vulnerable and bare, smelling of an aroused woman ripe for taking. Convenient. Perfectly hip height, for anyone to slide in. How could his little girl be so reckless? He knew better than this. Every man would have taken it as an invitation, as Kurt himself did.

Light flickered back bright again, your ass illuminated like in the spotlight. This close, Kurt could see…everything, those tightly pursed lips, flushed, with a light dusting of fine hair and a small beauty spot on one fold as you struggled.

Heat spread through the tips of Kurt’s fingers. You really were pretty, wasn't you ? His sweet girl. With a pussy like that you would be taken by anyone passing by. Kurt felt his drunk self smooth a hand down that ass. He found himself on his knees, soaking in a rain puddle and eye level with where the cloying scent of a woman was the strongest.

“What—what are you doing?” You squeaked from the other side of the wall, your voice cracking.

What would anyone that came across this would do. Kurt pressed his face between your gleaming thighs and almost moaned. You smelled so good, overripe and dripping. As his tongue prodded against where your hole was opened, Kurt barely could muffle his own sounds, eyes rolling back with only the taste of it on his tongue. Your slick still had a tang to it, not yet a seasoned woman. The beast in him almost purred, grabbing each cheek and spreading them. Kurt was soon licking you open, broad strokes over your clit, you bucking on his tongue.

You whimpered helplessly « Ngh…please, no… » Kurt’s fingers dug into your flesh, controlling your hips as his tongue flicked over your clit. The sounds you made only fueled him, a delightful symphony to his ears. Soon, his tongue found your entrance, parting the folds and sinking in, his nose burrowing against your clit.

His other hand traced the curve of your hip, his fingers tapping on the wall in time with his tongue. It was a rhythm you couldn’t escape, and Kurt knew it. His hand slapped your ass, and the sound echoed through the alley, as he plunged his tongue into you again.

Your whimpers turned to moans, the wet sounds of his tongue working you wetter, and Kurt was only too glad to be the one causing it. He let out a guttural growl, his tongue fucking you through the hole, the taste of you intoxicating.

“Fuck, you're so fucking tight,” he mumbled, licking you fervently.

The next slap was harder, leaving a red handprint on your ass. His other hand grabbed your thigh, his fingers digging in as he fucked you with his tongue. Kurt’s teeth grazed your clit, and you cried out, squirming.

“You like that, baby? Like your daddy playing with you?” Kurt hissed, unmistakable lust tainting his voice. He pulled his tongue out, leaving you gasping for breath, only to thrust it back in. “Tell me, you want to cum, don't you?”

Kurt pulled back, a low chuckle rumbling in his chest. He could see your clit was swollen, your pussy lips glistening with his saliva. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips.

“Look at you, all flushed and wet,” he murmured, his voice a low growl. “You’re a mess, baby. A beautiful, fucking mess.”

He stood up, his knees popping from the cold and wet ground. His eyes trailed over your body, lingering on your heaving chest, the way your breath hitched. He reached into his pocket, pulling out a small, worn knife, the blade glinting in the dim light.

“Now, now, don’t cry, doll,” he said, his voice softening slightly. He knelt back down, the knife held between his teeth as he grabbed your hips, steadying you. “I’m just gonna help you out, yeah?”

He pressed the blade against the wall, the metal scraping against the brick. He could feel your body tense, your breath hitching. But he knew you trusted him, even as your heart pounded in your chest.

“Just a little cut, baby,” he whispered, his voice soothing. “And then I’ll be inside you. You want that, don’t you? You want your daddy to fuck you?”

Kurt let out a soft chuckle, the sound rumbling in his chest. He could feel your body trembling, could hear the nonsensical words spilling from your lips. He knew you were close to the edge, could feel it in the way your body was tensing and releasing.

He put the knife away, not wanting to rush this. He wanted to savor every moment, every sound, every sensation. He needed to teach you not to give your cunt to strangers. He leaned in, his breath hot against your ear.

“Shh, baby,” he murmured, his voice low and soothing. “It’s okay. I’ve got you. Just relax, yeah?”

He trailed his fingers up your thigh, feeling the goosebumps rise in their wake. He could practically see your nipples hardening, could feel your breathing hitching. He leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, baby,” he whispered, his voice rough with desire. “I can’t wait to feel you come undone around me.”

He grabbed your hips, his fingers digging into your flesh as he lined himself up. He could feel your heat, could feel your wetness coating him. He let out a low groan, his cock throbbing with need.

“You ready, baby?” he asked, his voice a low growl. “You ready for daddy to fuck you?”

Kurt’s eyes met yours, a predatory smile on his lips. He thrust forward, burying himself in you to the hilt. He groaned, feeling your tightness gripping him like a vice. The sound of your moan echoed through the alley, the intensity of it sending shivers down his spine.

He pulled back, slowly, teasingly, and then slammed back into you, his hips moving in a frenzy. The sound of flesh meeting flesh filled the air, the only illumination the flickering street lamp.

He grabbed your hips, his fingers digging into your flesh, controlling your movements. Each thrust was harder, deeper, causing you to cry out in pleasure. Kurt could feel your walls clenching around him, milking his cock.

“Fuck, you’re so tight, baby,” he hissed, his voice rough with lust. “Such a good little slut.”

He slammed into you again, his pace unrelenting. He could see the glazed look in your eyes, the way your body was trembling, the flush on your cheeks. He leaned in, and slapped your butt cheek roughly.

“Don’t you dare cum without my permission, you hear me?” he growled, his voice a low rumble.

Kurt suddenly wanted the wall gone—more than anything he wanted to see you ruined on his cock, face wet with tears and drool as you were brutally fucked, pull instead on your hair, ask if this has been what you wanted. He would wrench that head back and press his teeth along the curve of your throat, hiking one leg up to spread you, asking if this was how irresponsible you were, not even waiting to be at home to stick his cock in your cunt.

He whispered « Baby slut, so fucking wet for me, you felt so empty didn’t you, desperate for anything to fill you up ? » into the wall as you helplessly shuddered and squirted around him. Would you want to hide his sounds? Or would you shamelessly beg for another ?

Kurt’s hold on you tightened, his thrusts becoming more frantic. He felt your body shuddering, knew you were on the edge.

“That’s it, baby,” he growled, his voice a low rumble. “Cum for me, baby. Cum all over daddy’s cock.”

He slammed into you one final time, his own release imminent. He could feel the heat building in his balls, the pressure nearly unbearable.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum, baby,” he hissed, his voice rough.

Kurt let out a low growl, his hot seed spilling into you. He pressed his face against the wall, his cock pulsing deep inside you as he rode out his orgasm.

He slowly pulled out, his cock leaving a wet trail as it exited you. He stood up, wiping himself off before tucking himself in.

“There we go,” he murmured, his voice soft with satisfaction. “Safe and sound.”

He smiled, his eyes lingering on you before he turned and walked away, leaving you to catch your breath, alone and still stuck...

[decaffeinatedunicorn]

Imma need you to delete that post of my man for bfs day... thanks

so sorry you found out this way

[decaffeinatedunicorn]

happy boyfriend's day to the loml❤️

[t03soup]

[decaffeinatedunicorn]

JAMES KELLYYYYYY

James kelly #1 fan right here

[anisluvrgirl]

me going blog to blog checking to see if they’ve uploaded anything for kinktober

[decaffeinatedunicorn]

I think I read somewhere that Paul Walker & Hayden Christensen didn't get along

okay here's the tea with that.

Paul Walker auditioned for the role of Anakin Skywalker in Star Wars and allegedly camped outside of George Lucas’ house to lobby for the part. However, Lucas chose Hayden Christensen instead. Paul Walker was PISSED because of this, so during a Teen Movieline interview, he said this about Hayden:

“I was really bummed out that I didn't get the part of Anakin, but there were rumors circulating, so I don’t know how close I came to actually getting it. Josh Jackson was apparently in talks to play Anakin, too. You can’t say anything, but a part of me was thinking…’You’d better not get it over me!’ At the same time, you’d be happy if he does get it rather than Hayden Christensen, some no-namer from Canada.”

Then, on the set of Takers, apparently, the "beef" was squashed cause Hayden said they were friendly towards each other.

[fuckmyskywalker]

Day 01: Darth Vader — Orgasm denial.

Ride 01: 🎡 The Ferris Wheel. 🎡 | Kinktober 2024 Masterlist.

CW: 18+, smut, fingering, a sprinkle of ownership kink. | Word count: 0.5k

The glistening leather sinks between your thighs, sinking into you, two fingers curling deep within your sensitive walls. "I've been nothing but permissive with you, perhaps that was my mistake," His deep, monotone voice muffles your small moans, unfazed by them. "Tell me again why you wish to go to that pitiful amusement park."

Ah, the amusement park. The thing that got you in this situation. Around the halls, you have heard the excitement, the little chitchats running around the staff and clones alike. The window of your bedroom gives you a clear view of the lights and rides, the Ferris Wheel catching your eye since day one... foolishly making you think that you could be a part of it.

Vader's glove digs into your hip, using his knee to keep your legs spread on his lap. His Stoic presence is a reminder of your place; you belong next to him, at all times— and if he says no, then you stay where he wants you to.

"I just thought— thought it would be fun," You pant, throwing your head back.

"I don't have you by my side to think," He muses, speeding up the movements of his fingers, rubbing the leather against that spot that makes you jolt forward, grunting under his breath and pressing you further against his broad, metallic chest.

The loud slick noises make your cheeks heat up. He has you splayed in front of the window, forcing you to watch that stupid Ferris Wheel— torturing you with that banal desire you have, and reminding you that you belong and act under his command.

"Silly little girl," He continues, darting his eyes down, the lower part of his helmet resting on the top of your head. "You have everything you wish for here, and yet you ask for such a mundane thing."

Whimpering, your thighs tremble, feeling the rush of the approaching orgasm building in your lower stomach. Vader seems to notice it too, his thumb reaching to circle your clit, moving his digits in a gentle scissoring motion. The mess you have made over his fingers trickles down your skin, almost dripping onto the floor.

"Are you close, little thing?" He mocks you, the polished edge of his helmet digging into your scalp. "You want to come?"

Nodding, you beg. Beg for it like the desperate little thing you are. You know he enjoys it— and you do too, there's no denying. Closing your eyes, you forget about the damn amusement park, letting yourself feel the pleasurable release. Vader holds you tighter as you teeter over the edge, your entire body shivering and hips rolling, your voice wavering with delight...

Then he stops.

With a frustrated whine, your hand curls around his thick wrist, biting your lip as the orgasm you craved begins to fade slowly. The deep, low chuckle that escapes his chest fills you with a frustrating heat, but you don't dare to question him.

"Go get dressed," He says instead, retrieving his fingers from your sensitive pussy, brushing them up your body, caressing your skin, smearing the wetness around. "I'll take you to the amusement park, and you will like it."

[gallerygourmet]

Kinktober Day 1!!!

Goosebumps

Word count: 2,750 (sorry a lot of setup and world building happened and you all needed the buildup)

warnings: use of cold substance, oral female receiving, nipple play, ani kisses our character after eatin ifkyk 😼

summary: After a mysterious spaceship crash disrupts her peaceful world, Kaya Ashevak discovers a wounded man named Anakin trapped in the wreckage. Driven by curiosity and compassion, she helps him despite the fears of her village. As they navigate their initial wariness, an unexpected bond forms between them, leading to moments of intimacy that deepen their connection. Together, they confront the uncertainty of their circumstances, setting the stage for potential challenges ahead.

enjoyyyyyyyy!

A disturbance in the air was felt, a shift sending vibrations through every living being. The thick clouds were interrupted as a shriek broke through the sky and raced across the landscape.

As the spaceship hurtled through the atmosphere, a breath could be heard across the planet. Everything stirred: birds took flight, startled from their nests, while small animals scurried into the brush. Soon, the air tasted of burnt metal, mixing with the earthy aroma of damp soil.

With a loud clash, the ship collided with the ground, sending tremors through the trees. The branches shook violently, quivering in shock. The grass swayed in fear, green blades bending as rhythmic thuds of footsteps drew near. The ground trembled slightly with each impact, a wave of energy rippling through the soil. A swift shadow loomed above, arms pumping with urgency.

Kaya raced through the dense underbrush, her heart pounding in rhythm with the chaos around her. She had never witnessed such a sight: a fiery streak across the sky, followed by a thunderous crash that resonated through the ground she stood on. Reaching the crash site, she slowed to a stop. The wreckage lay out for her to see, smoke billowing into the air. Its metallic surface was unlike anything she had ever seen—dark and jagged beside the bright, beautiful greenery that was Kaya’s home.

Kaya approached with caution, her curiosity stifling her fear. As she inched closer, she noticed a faint sound—an almost human groan. Pushing through the debris, she spotted a dark figure partially trapped beneath the twisting metal. With wide eyes, she recognized him as a man, his face covered with bruises and cuts. Even in pain, he had an otherworldly presence.

“Hello?... Are you… okay?” Kaya timidly called out, her voice trembling.

He looked up, his blue eyes piercing through the smoke.

“Help. Please help me,” he managed to say, his voice strained.

Kaya had never seen anyone like him, dressed in dark robes, with a kind of intensity that frightened and fascinated her. Kaya hesitated, torn between instinct and the unfamiliarity of his presence. But compassion surged through her. She rushed forward, pulling the debris with all her strength. Anakin, despite his searing pain, watched her with bewilderment. This place, so distant from all he knew, had brought him to her.

The clouds above began to part, revealing a sliver of light, as if nature itself acknowledged this unexpected encounter. Kaya kneeled beside Anakin, swiftly clearing the last of the debris.

“You should be able to move now,” she said, standing tall and assessing him.

Anakin winced as he shifted. “Thanks. You’re a lot stronger than you look. What’s your name?”

“Kaya. You’ve made quite the entrance here,” she replied, her tone sharp.

“Hey, I usually nail the landings! I just didn’t expect a welcoming committee of trees,” he joked, attempting to stand but wobbling slightly.

Kaya narrowed her eyes, crossing her arms. “Trees don’t usually welcome anyone. You should pay more attention.”

He shrugged, undeterred. Kaya raised an eyebrow; her curiosity piqued but caution evident.

“Chaos can be dangerous. Who are you? What were you doing out there?”

“My name is Anakin, and I was just handling some... business,” he said, brushing off dirt. “Didn’t plan on crashing here.”

“Your business?” she remarked, taking a step back.

Anakin chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. “Well, if you knew what I was up against, you would understand.”

“I don’t know anything about your world or what you’re facing,” Kaya said, her voice steady. “All I know is this jungle, and it can be unforgiving.”

“Fair point,” he admitted, a flicker of sincerity breaking through his playful demeanor. “But I didn’t expect to end up in such a beautiful place.”

“Beauty can be deceptive,” she replied, her caution returning. “You might want to be careful with your words around here.”

Anakin flashed a grin. “I promise I can handle myself.”

Kaya regarded him, weighing her options. “Let’s just get you away from here first. If you slow me down, I won’t hesitate to leave you behind.”

“Sounds fair,” he said, trying to maintain his humor. “But you won’t really leave me, will you?”

Kaya didn’t answer immediately, her expression serious. “Let’s find out. I’ll lead, and you try not to trip over your own feet.”

As Kaya and Anakin approached her village, the air was thick with tension. The usual vibrant sounds of laughter and chatter had been replaced by hushed whispers and worried glances. Villagers hurriedly gathered, their faces pale with fear as they pointed toward the smoke rising in the distance.

Kaya felt a surge of anxiety. “We need to get you inside,” she urged Anakin, quickening her pace.

They reached her family’s dwelling, and Kaya entered with urgency. The door swung open to reveal her mother, Saila, her expression frantic.

“Kaya! Where have you been? We thought something terrible had happened!”

“I’m fine, Mother! I found someone in the wreckage,” Kaya said, softening her expression to reassure her. “This is Anakin. He needs help.”

Saila’s gaze immediately shifted to Anakin, her eyes narrowing. “Help? After that crash? We don’t know anything about him! What if he’s dangerous?”

Kuluk, Kaya’s father, appeared behind Saila, his brow furrowed with worry. “You disappeared when that object fell! You could have been hurt! He could have hurt you!” He stepped forward frantically.

Kaya stepped protectively in front of Anakin. “I promise, he’s not a threat! We can’t just turn him away. He needs our help.”

“Harmless? You’re asking us to trust a stranger when there’s been a crash?” Kuluk said, his voice tense. “We have no idea what he’s capable of!”

“Please, Father…” Kaya pleaded.

Anakin raised his hands and stepped forward as if to defend Kaya. “I’m not here to cause trouble. I just need to recover and find my way home.”

“Home? Where is home for you?” Saila asked, skepticism etched on her face. “What if he’s lying? We can’t afford to take risks.”

Kaya’s frustration flared. “He’s not lying! I wouldn’t bring someone here if I thought he was dangerous. You raised me to help those in need!”

“But you were gone when that ship crashed! You could have been caught in the crossfire!” Kuluk’s voice rose, filled with concern.

Anakin glanced around at the anxious villagers, sensing their unease. “I assure you, I only want to rest. I don’t mean any harm.”

Saila exchanged a worried glance with Kuluk and then looked at Kaya. The villagers continued to murmur among themselves, casting wary looks at Anakin.

“If we allow him to stay, we must keep a close watch,” Saila finally said. “You’ll be under our protection, Anakin, but you must respect our way of life.”

“Absolutely,” Anakin replied quickly, as if he had discovered his gumption. “I won’t cause any trouble.”

Kaya’s determination surged. “Trust me, please. I can sense that he means no harm. If you just give him a chance...

After a tense pause, Kuluk sighed, reluctantly nodding. “Very well, but you will have to prove your intentions. This village has already faced enough fear today.”

Kaya felt a rush of relief, though the atmosphere remained heavy with caution. “I promise I’ll keep an eye on him.” Anakin glanced at Kaya, grateful for her unwavering support. In a village on edge, Kaya was the only certainty he had.

As night enveloped the village, the sounds of the day faded into a serene quiet, interrupted only by the occasional rustle of leaves. Kaya led Anakin to a small, well-kept hut on the edge of the village, its warm glow inviting against the dark backdrop.

“This is where you’ll stay,” Kaya said, motioning for him to enter. Inside, the space was simple but cozy, filled with the earthy scent of wood and herbs. A small bed made of woven reeds stood against one wall, and a fire pit flickered gently in the center. Anakin stepped inside, taking in his surroundings.

“It’s… nice,” he said, his voice low, appreciating the kindness he was shown. “Thank you for this.”

Kaya hesitated, her curiosity overcoming her earlier caution. “You’re not like anyone I’ve ever met. Where do you come from?”

Anakin leaned against the wall, his expression thoughtful. “It’s hard to explain. I come from a different place, far beyond the stars. My world is... complicated.”

“Complicated how?” Kaya asked, crossing her arms. “You keep saying that, but I don’t understand.”

He glanced at her, sensing her determination to know more. “I’m part of a group that tries to maintain peace. But there are forces that disrupt that peace.” He paused, gauging her reaction. “That’s why I was flying; I was trying to help.”

“Dark forces?” Kaya echoed, skepticism creeping into her voice. “Like what? How could they reach here?”

Anakin shrugged, frustration creeping into his tone. “I don’t know how they could. But I do know that where I come from, things aren’t always as they seem. You have to be careful.”

Kaya studied him, her fiery spirit ignited by a mix of skepticism and intrigue. “And what about you? How do I know you’re not one of those dark forces?”

“I’m not,” he insisted, his eyes earnest. “I didn’t choose to end up here. I just want to get back home. I promise you I’m not a threat.”

The weight of his words lingered in the air. Kaya moved closer to the fire, the flickering light casting shadows on her face. “I can’t help but wonder—why did you crash? Was it really just an accident?”

Anakin shifted uncomfortably, the question hitting too close to home. “Sometimes things go wrong when you’re trying to do the right thing,” he said carefully. “I lost control trying to escape a situation I didn’t want to be in.”

Kaya leaned in, her voice sharp. “What kind of situation? You keep avoiding the real questions. If you’re so innocent, why were you running in the first place?”

“I told you, I was on a mission,” he replied, frustration edging his tone. “There were enemies pursuing us, and I had to get away. It was chaos.”

“Enemies? You expect me to believe you just happened to crash here while running from some unknown threat?” Kaya challenged, crossing her arms defiantly. “You’re giving me more questions than answers.”

Anakin met her gaze, unwavering. “Look, I didn’t ask for any of this. I’m not here to hurt you or your people. I just need to recover and figure out how to get back home.”

“Recover?” Kaya scoffed. “What if those enemies find you here? What if they come looking for you? I can’t just ignore the danger you could bring into our lives.”

“I’m not the enemy,” he insisted, his voice rising slightly. “You don’t know me, and I don’t know you, but I promise I’m not a threat.”

“Then prove it,” Kaya shot back, stepping closer, her eyes fierce. “Show me you’re not a danger to us. Kaya exclaimed, her voice cutting through the tension like a blade.

Anakin’s frustration bubbled beneath the surface. In that charged moment, Anakin felt an overwhelming surge of emotion, an impulse he couldn’t contain. He stepped forward, driven by a desperate need to prove himself—not through words but through action.

In a heartbeat, he closed the distance, crashing his lips onto hers, a fierce declaration of trust and vulnerability. It was a reckless act, defying the very code he had lived by for years. But in that kiss, he poured everything he felt: compassion, longing, an unspoken promise that he would fight for her and her world. The world around them faded, leaving only the raw intensity of their connection.

Kaya's instincts urged her to pull away, yet a fiery force kept them together. Perhaps it was the heat of the jungle playing tricks on their minds, or maybe an unbreakable bond woven by fate. Right then, she realized she needed him—and he needed her.

Her hands found their way to his face, fingers threading through his soft hair, deepening the kiss, igniting something within her she didn’t quite understand. She could feel the tension radiating off him, the heat of his body against hers as he pulled her closer. Anakin’s hands slid down her back, drawing her even nearer, their bodies fitting together as if they were always meant to be. Every breath was charged, every heartbeat echoing the urgency of their situation—a blend of danger and desire, the thrill of the unknown.

Suddenly, Kaya pulled back, her forehead resting against his, panting softly. "It's so hot," she whispered, a sheen of sweat glistening on her skin.

Anakin nodded, feeling the warmth radiating from both of them. "What can we do about it?" he asked, searching for a solution.

Kaya's eyes sparkled with an idea. "I have something that might help." She stepped back and motioned for him to follow her outside. She quickly found the lunaris plant, its silvery leaves shimmering in the moonlight. "This will cool you down," she said, picking a few leaves and crushing them in her hands.

Anakin watched, intrigued, as she brought the leaves close to her skin, a refreshing chill enveloping her. "See?" she smiled, offering some to him.

He took the crushed leaves, feeling their coolness, and returned the gesture. "Let me help you. He gently pressed the leaves against her forehead, and Kaya shivered, her eyes widening with surprise.

Kaya began breathing heavily, her eyes closing as the chill spread across her skin.

Encouraged, Anakin moved the leaves down her neck, the cool sensation sending ripples of relief and delight through her. "Just a little more," he murmured, savoring how her body responded to his touch. Kaya opened her eyes, a mix of surprise and joy lighting her features.

Anakin began moving down Kaya's body, slowly removing her clothes. Goosebumps appeared on her skin with each layer he took off.

Stopping at her breasts, Anakin simply looked at her for what seemed like hours. Kaya blushed as he slowly caressed them. He began licking and sucking at her increasingly hardening nipples, taking his time with them.

Anakin continued his journey down Kaya's soft skin until he reached her warm core, asking for entry. Her eyes widened as she realized his plan, and in an instant her eyes softened, giving him the permission he needed. He put the cool leaf in his mouth and inched closer.

Kaya whimpered as she felt him blow cool air on her sensitive bud. He blew again, causing her to shudder. As if reading her mind, Anakin moved closer and slowly licked a cool stripe up her heat. Stopping at her puffy clit, he kissed it gently, and in a swift moment he began sucking on it.

Overstimulated by the cool sensation mixed with Anakin’s skilled movements, Kaya let out a loud moan in response. Motivated, Anakin used a mix of light kisses and rough sucking to elicit more sounds from Kaya. Kaya had never felt like this before, and she loved every second of it; she needed more.

She pushed his head closer, giving Anakin some newfound confidence—not that he needed it—to move harsher. He continued his work, pornographic sounds filling their ears. Anakin began chewing on another leaf, making each lick and sucking more chilling than the next. To add to the sensation, he stuck his tongue inside her core. His tongue dipped in and out, and his fingers never left her clit. Kaya didn’t understand how Anakin, this stranger, could make her feel so good. Pleasure clouded her mind, her senses—taste, touch, everything. All she knew right then was Anakin and how he made her feel like the only person on the planet.

While Anakin was masterfully using this dangerous combo, Kaya’s legs are practically shaking, and she’s gripping his hair tightly until that small coil boiling in her tummy explodes into what felt like tiny fireworks of sensation. Anakin licks one more time to top it off, causing Kaya to make that pretty sound he has come to love and gets up to kiss her. She could taste herself on his lips and that cool sensation from her now favorite plant.

"So, so good." Kaya whispered into Anakin's ear just before falling asleep. Anakin cradled her in his arms until both were sleeping with a peace neither of them knew until now.

Each drifted off with not a care in the world... that is until morning came and the sound of Kaya's father barging in woke them up...

To be continued...

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[decaffeinatedunicorn]

hayden has such pretty, long eyelashes i just want to force him to let me put mascara on him to see how pretty his eyes can get 😍 he would hate it but i would pout and beg my way into doing it, promising to do whatever he wants just to do it one time 🥺

this is so real!

I feel like begging and pouting would get him to give in so often😫

OMFG imagine making him do self care night and he's walking around with a face mask and robe on😭

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Please god idc that he's 23 years older than me I NEEEEED him😭

(Credit to @ sshokacc on TikTok)

[decaffeinatedunicorn]

they don't get one bit of it.😫

[decaffeinatedunicorn]

ok but kurt had a kid? i didnt stick through the end creds so i didnt know i gotta wait to rent it again so do u mind explaining it? did he really get her pregnant with barely fucking her

Yeah, he did! In the post credit scene, you can see him crying and kissing her stomach after they have a non-verbal exchange in his bunker/house. I had never watched past the credits, so I had no idea... then @anakinsbbgirl ruined my night... smh😭

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WTFFFF ??? AND I ONLY LEARN THAT NOW ??

[decaffeinatedunicorn]

EVIE IT BROKE MY HEART😭😭😭

@anakinsbbgirl ruined meeeeeee

[anakinsbbgirl]

I do tend to ruin your nights

[decaffeinatedunicorn]

DONT EVEN ILYSM 🥰❤️🥳🙂‍↕️