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fuckmyskywalker · 5 months
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☆。*。Happy Anyafest!
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— Hello! Welcome to the start of the Anyafest! To celebrate Holidays and my birthday, I'll be doing 15 days of fics. This is something I've been thinking for a while and something very special to me. This blog has been my special place for almost a year now and it has been such a wonderful and lovely experience! Thank you so much and I hope you enjoy it! | — From December 15th 2023 to December 30th 2023!
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➼ December 15th : High and Dry - AOTC Anakin Skywalker.
➼ December 16th : Piano Tiles - AJ (from the movie Takers).
➼ December 17th : Wrapped up - CW!Anakin Skywalker.
➼ December 18th : Midlife Crisis - Dilf!Anakin Skywalker.
➼ December 19th : Welcome Home - Luke Skywalker.
➼ December 20th : My favorite flavor - Anakin Skywalker [Eroguro, Gore].
➼ December 21st : Red - Darth Vader.
➼ December 22nd : Bouncing Bells - Sam Monroe.
➼ December 23rd : Last Minute Shopping - Dad's best friend!Anakin Skywalker.
➼ December 24th : Mistletoe - Clayton Beresford.
➼ December 25th : Angel - Anakin Skywalker.
➼ December 26th : Hungover - Trailer trash!Anakin Skywalker.
➼ December 27th : Icing - Luke Skywalker.
➼ December 28th : Movie Marathon - Luke Skywalker x Reader x Han Solo.
➼ December 29th : Warm - Obi-Wan Kenobi.
➼ December 30th : Happy Birthday! - Clayton Beresford.
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— Thank you so much for reading! I hope you have a wonderful Holidays! 💙
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geekforhorror · 7 months
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dating clay beresford headcanons
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warning(s): SMUT (DNI IF YOU’RE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH IT!)
a/n: me writing for another character besides ani? i must be crazy.
clay my man <3
you guys first met at one of his business parties (most likely the halloween one)
he saw how breathtaking you looked in your costume and knew he had to talk to you
he was a bit bold with his words which you found extremely attractive
the two of you hit it off right away
before the conversation was over, he asked for your number which u gladly gave him
you guys call after the party and he says he wants to get to know you better so he wants to ask you out on a date
you say yes ofc
he takes you out to the fanciest restaurant
he’s so nervous but it’s cute
when he picks you up, his jaw literally drops from how stunning you are
he definitely opens the door for you like the gentleman he is
we love him for that!!
he might kiss your hand too but who knows
the date goes really well and he wants to go on another one bc he really likes u
as promised, he takes you on a few more dates before making it official
he’s smiling like an idiot when u say yes
eventually the two of you move in together and he falls even more in love with u
he calls you love, doll, angel, and baby
his love language is gift giving theres no denying it
he will buy you the most expensive gifts (dresses, jewelry, shoes)
basically whatever u want
you tell him he doesn’t have to but he insists
“my best girl deserves the best”
after this u kiss him on the lips which makes him blush because it was so unexpected
speaking of kissing!
he loves kissing you on your hands, lips, cheeks, forehead
basically anywhere!!
he loves when u kiss him on the neck and lips the most
he LOVES giving you love bites
if you give him a hickey? he’s instantly hard.
you know what time it is…
TIME FOR NSFW SHIT YAYYYY
he’s a switch bc i said so
when he’s a dom, he’s more of a soft one
and when he’s a sub, he’s more of a rough one
but he would never, EVER degrade you
he just doesn’t have it in his heart bc ur his beautiful girl <3
instead he would praise the shit out of you
“that’s my girl, doing so well for me”
“tits or ass?” he loves every inch of your body.
his favorite position is missionary
he will fondle the shit out of your curves
BASIC BUT WHO CARES?
he’s vanilla when it comes to sex but it’s fine because he’s so sexy!
that means no bdsm or shit like that
he knows you have kinks so he lets you experiment every once in a while (with consent ofc)
HOWEVER.
he HATES quickies
you may be asking yourself why
it’s because he doesn’t have enough time to pleasure you the way he wants to
he just loves taking his time
but after a long day at work, he wouldn’t turn down you cowgirling him
despite it being his reward, he cums before you do
if he’s a sub in that moment, he will still make sure u cum
once you do, he will take you to the bathroom and light some candles while the water is running
this man is so good at aftercare istg
massages your back while you’re laying on top of him
just shit like that
ok i think that’s all i have
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sswiftiestars · 6 months
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CLAY BERESFORD X FEM READER HCs🥂✨
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smut + fluff !
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clay beresford would be the most romantic man you have ever met. you had met him when you two were kids, and eventually fell in love. yes, a perfect love story.
clay beresford would give you a grumpy look in the morning when you open the curtains, “it’s too early, darling..” he would whine, covering his eyes with the fluffy pillow dramatically.
clay beresford would be a soft dom. he would pepper your face in kisses and praises as his cock is deep inside of you <3
clay beresford would be a pussy eating god. hed have his soft hands on your thighs as his face is buried in your cunt, moaning at your taste.
clay beresford would never degrade you. your his sweet, precious angel.
clay beresford would take you out on cute coffee/ tea dates <3
clay beresford would rent out a entire restaurant for the evening so he can propose to you, your table covered with rose petals and two champagne bottle glasses on either side of the table.
clay beresford would make you remind him to take his meds, and sometimes treat him like a child.
clay beresford would be a intense sub, pleading up at you with puppy dog eyes, grasping at your tits.
clay beresford would love neck kisses, walking up at you from behind and attacking you with loving neck kisses
clay beresford would give you back rubs, kneading the knots in your upper back after a long day of work for the both of you.
clay beresford would make you have matching costumes with him on halloween— even when you were kids, he insisted on matching costumes.
clay beresford would love your thighs.
clay beresford would spoil you rotten; buying you new jewelry even if you said he didn’t need to do that. “i need to show my appreciation somehow” he says, and you just thank him for the gift, but reassure him that all you need is his love, not his money.
clay beresford would go all out on christmas, getting matching pjs and baking christmas cookies with you.
clay beresford would cry in your arms the night before his surgery, scared that his new heart wouldn’t love you as much as his old one.
clay beresford would wake up from his surgery, and ask to see you as soon as possible right when he woke up.
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bunnie-online · 7 months
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he talks you through it.
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hanasnx · 7 months
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MINORS DNI 18+
CLAY BERESFORD has to sit down when he gets too exhilarated. When life moves too fast, his heart can’t take it. Breath quickens, eyes haze. He used to power through it, and that’d only make it worse. Now he’s learned the signs, knows to catch it early. The first time you’d kissed him, he wasn’t sure he’d ever be able to stand. A flock of butterflies inhabited his insides, frenzying in a flurry whenever he’d remember what it felt like to touch your lips on his. At that point, he’d believed his heart condition was common knowledge. His mother, his associates, his friends, all constantly brought it up. But you, you were genuinely caught off guard, catching him tenderly ‘round the arm when he’d shown signs of fatigue. Gentle as you could be, you softened the impact to his seat when his legs gave out.
“It, uh, it’s fine. I’ll be fine,” he had rambled, fishing out his meds from his pocket. His trembling hands struggled against the top, but you were there to loosen it for him. You had sat with him until he was ready. He’d never thought hovering around him could be so romantic, especially since he’s not one to care for smothering.
Now, it’s marginally manageable. That thrill he avoids occasionally hits him at the peak of love-making. You can read him, you can see the signals clearly written on him. In the ways he tips his head back, mouth agape to take in more oxygen, how his eyes glaze over, and his grip loosens. There’s less of his attention to go around. You can hear the strain in his grunts; there’s a stutter in his hips, he’s pushing himself too hard while he pushes himself inside you.
“Clay,” you warn, “slow down. It’s happening again.” Your claws brace against his rotator cuff, directing him to back up which he ignores. His body continues to roll, his tip brushing that spongy spot inside you. Regardless if it feels good, if the sheen of sweat on your skin is a result of ardently chasing your lusts, you can’t let him do this to himself again.
“No, no,” he objects, “I can do it this time. I can do it.”
You squeeze your eyes shut, crying out over how he hardens his pace instead of receding it. It weakens your muscle in fighting him off. If you can just sever the connection, he’ll remember, he’ll calm down and take a breather. “Clay!”
But you can’t fend him off.
His forehead drops to your shoulder, alerting you to open your eyes. You don’t bother noticing anything else. “Clay? Clay? Are you alright? Talk to me,” Newfound strength floods you, rolling him over to straddle him, his arm thrown haphazardly above his head. His heavy lidded gaze flutters as you pat at his face. “Baby? Speak to me, can you hear me?”
He hums. A low, gravely drawl as his hands venture to your hips. “Baby,” he drags out each of these word, “Fuck… baby, so good.” The air in his chest rapidly falls, panting. You know this isn’t right, yet he makes decisions for you, digging his fingers into the plush of your flesh as he moves you back and forth. His cock fully seated inside you while it brushes your insides.
“Wait, but you’re—“ you protest, but it’s unconvincing. There’s few things you enjoy more than sitting on every inch of his length, the new angle granting you electric shocks up your spine with each rock.
“Feeling so good, my love. Better than I ever have. Better than I ever will.” his sweet words mean the world to you, his soft smile adorning his handsome features as he peeks slyly at you through the narrow sliver of his lids. “Don’t make me stop. Please? I don’t wanna stop.” How can you refuse him?
You figure it’s less pressure on him to be underneath you; you feel more secure in riding him like this. So you move his hands up, allowing them to handle your torso while you do the work. He sits back, and looks pretty for you, while you use him up.
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cosmicanakin · 2 months
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Hii! I saw that you were receiving requests, so I was wondering if you could write something with Clay beresford. So you know he’s like very reserved and serious, so everyone thought that Clay would be a very cold and distant boyfriend, but when the reader and him start dating, everyone’s speeches to see how sweet and loving he is. Just some fluffy scenarios. Thank you!! It’s okay if you don’t want to write it:)
proving them wrong.
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pairing. clay beresford x female reader.
outline. though known to be cold and reserved, when clay starts dating you, everyone is surprised to see the loving and affectionate man that he actually is.
contains. fluff, established relationships, mild social judging, marriage, and mentions of pregnancy.
authors note. thank you sm for the req anon muah <3
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after months of shy glances and nervously exchanged smiles from across the room at various work functions, you finally worked up the courage to give clay beresford your number. to your surprise, he called within the hour to ask you to dinner that weekend.
your friends were shocked at your news, warning you of clay's reputation for being cold. "don't get your hopes up y/n, we all know clay isn't one for emotions or commitment. just be careful, okay?" while their concern was sweet, you got the sense there was more to clay beneath surface assumptions.
the dinner went wonderfully, clay being the perfect gentleman pulled out your chair and listened intently to you speak. any awkward silences didn't feel uncomfortable but companionable. by the night's end as he walked you to your door, you felt a fluttering start taking root in your heart seeing his normally serious expression soften into a gentle smile solely for you.
more dates followed, each only increasing your connection and affection for one another. to everyone's surprise, clay proved a caring boyfriend always attentive to your needs, happiness and comfort. grand romantic gestures were replaced by tender looks and leisurely strolls enjoying each other's company without need for flashy displays.
the warmth in his eyes and tender caresses meant more than any elaborate showmanship ever could. for the first time you felt truly seen and cherished for who you are within rather than superficial assessments judging without bothering to peel back concealing layers guarding his heart. through patience and understanding clay eventually lowered all defenses with you alone.
slowly your friend's bigotry started cracking as well, catching how gentle yet strong arms encircled your form at gatherings without desire for bravado. simple intimate moments when clay would kiss your temple in passing melted cynicism into understanding why this reserved man captured your soul so wholly.
his wealth and inheritance mattered little to the devotion within warming your life to brilliance. words flowed freely, laughter liberating what stress accumulated through days apart soothing away in tranquility of each other's sanctuarying presence. in your arms clay discovered solace calming all turbulence of doubts plaguing mind when alone.
so it continued through months turning to seasons, love blossoming ever more vibrantly where commitment tended roots nourished by understanding alone waters true affections blossoms requiring only sunlight of smiles warmed by souls mirroring each other's radiance. misunderstandings faded beneath blossoms thriving where care sustains dreams nurturing lifelong partnerships amid life's changes.
two years finding bliss together passed in companionship's tranquil stroll, contentment's sighs breathing life afresh during stolen moments sheltering hearts entwined from turbulence beyond your calm port. talking late into nights after family dinners, fingers interlaced, remnants of days worries evaporated under tender caresses and kisses sweeter than any nectar reviving your soul to clay's humming rhythm.
his protective yet liberated spirit known fully by your heart alone rejuvenated purpose anew each dawn waking limned in his softened gaze sharing pillow talking until obligations reluctantly summoned you both from comfort's embrace. forever imprinted upon your soul remains memory of proposal kneeling upon sand caressed by ocean's susurrus, waves lapping celebration of love's permanence within clay's watery eyes reflecting your radiant smile mirroring joy illumining his normally guarded visage.
a summer wedding follows amid friends and family fully supportive now of your perfect union, witnessing love transcending surface levels carved deeply as roots anchoring two souls as one. traveling the world strengthening already unbreakable bond, learning of clay anew through wanderings unveiling pieces you fit to his mosaic glimpse by glimpse, deepening cherishing beyond any limit imaginable before love found your separate halves.
three fulfilling years later, you're cradling your newborn daughter within your arms as clay gazes upon you both with such emotion flooding watery eyes, your heart has never felt fuller nor purpose clearer than raising this miracle of pure love cementing forever your fate intertwined.
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sockiess · 18 days
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Clay beresford and soft birthday sex 😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈 jajajajajja
I DO WARN YOU I HAVENT FINISHED AWAKE YET SO THIS MAY BE OUT OF CHARACTER 😞😞 I APOLOGIZE. IVE ALSO NEVER WRITTEN SMUT SO IT MIGHT BE BAD
Best day of the year
warnings: smut obvi
“You’re so pretty” Clay said peeking up from in between my thighs. This was the 3rd time he has eaten me out today and it was only noon. “Fuck Clay I can’t take it anymore” I whimpered as I tried to push his head away but he just kept eating me out like a starved man. “one more baby just one more and then i’ll give you what you want I promise” He said into my pussy.
What I wanted was for him to make love to me. I knew that he was going to go softer on me today unlike the normal days of the year when he fucks me. “Fuck Clay-“ I moaned, turning my head into the pillow and biting down on it so the neighbors wouldn’t hear me screaming his name. I was close I could feel the knot in my stomach ready to come undone. “that’s it baby cum for me.” Clay said while adding two fingers into me. Feeling him inside of me while also him licking my clit was almost to much for me to handle and I came almost instantly.
“Good girl..” Clay whispered while crawling up to me and kissing me, making me taste myself on his lips and tongue. “You did so good for me baby..” He cooed while rubbing my cheek. “You want me to make love to you now baby or do you need to rest?” He asked while giving me little kisses on the forehead.
“Need you..please” I whispered almost pathetically. “I’m right here sweet girl” Clay said as he pushed his cock into me. “F-Fuck Clay” I moaned into his lips while kissing me. Clay started to softly move while kissing me. At this point I couldn’t think and only babbles of words came out. “That’s it baby you’re doing an amazing job so proud of you” Clay Praised while rubbing my scalp and kissing my cheek.
“Clay gonna cum” I whimpered. “me too baby, I want you to cum with me. Can you do that sweet girl?” He groaned. I nodded my head quickly. “Words baby gonna need words” He whispered into my ear. “yes wanna cum with you” I said quickly. “good girl” Clay started to speed up and started rubbing my clit at the same time. “Cum with me baby” I started to cum so hard that I saw stars while I felt Clay spill into me.
Clay didn’t move out right away while we caught our breath. “Did so good for me my sweet sweet girl” Clay said while kissing my head and slowly pulling out. I just continued to babble nonsense while I came down from my high.
“Stay here beautiful I’ll be right back” Clay quickly got up and ran to the bathroom where I could hear the sink running and than turning off. When Clay came back in he had a wash cloth and grabbed two water bottles from the mini fridge that was by our bed.
“Drink up baby while I clean you up” Clay said while kissing my forehead and gently rubbing the washcloth over my face to clean off the sweat. Then he started to clean up his cum that was leaking out of me. “Clay” I whimpered while closing my legs while he grazed my sensitive clit with the warm rag. “I know baby I know just cleaning you up.” He told me. Clay then through the wash cloth in the hamper and laid us down on the bed and cuddled me into his chest while rubbing my back and playing with my hair.
“Happy birthday baby I love you” Clay said while I was starting to fall asleep “Thank you baby I love you too” I replied while slowly drifting off. The last thing I remember is Clay pulling me closer and kissing the top of my head.
HIII I HOPE THIS WAS GOOD!! IF YOU WANT ME TO ADD OR CHANGE ANYTHING PLEASE LET ME KNOW🫶🫶🫶 THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING🫶🫶
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readerlovr · 5 months
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For Richer or For Poorer
This story contains mature scenes and angst. 18+
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fuckmyskywalker · 7 months
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— Welcome to my kinktober! I'm Anya, the director, writer, producer, and leading actor of an entire month of disgusting, perverted, and sick movies!
— Taglist! | NAV. / MASTERLIST / ABOUT ME.
— DISCLAIMER!: All of these films are rated 18+. It will contain dark themes, sensitive topics, and dynamics that may be triggering for some audiences. Enter the cinema at your own risk and remember, you are responsible for your media consumption!
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📽️ "Wide Open."
In Theaters October 1sth. CW: Pegging. Starring Anakin Skywalker.
📽️ "Tight Squeeze."
In Theaters October 2nd. CW: Titfucking. Starring Luke Skywalker.
📽️ "Frustration!"
In Theaters October 3rd. CW: Hate sex. Starring Anakin Skywalker.
📽️ "Money, please."
In Theaters October 4th. CW: Prostitution. Starring Sam Monroe.
📽️ "Corporeal."
In Theaters October 5th. CW: Sweat. Starring Anakin Skywalker.
📽️ "Against my will."
In Theaters October 6th. CW: Dubcon. Starring Darth Vader.
📽️ "On my wedding night."
In Theaters October 7th. CW: Virginity. Starring Clayton Beresford.
📽️ "Heir."
In Theaters October 8th. CW: Breeding. Starring Darth Vader.
📽️ "Never trust the smuggler!"
In Theaters October 9th. CW: Glory hole. Starring Luke Skywalker.
📽️ "Good boy."
In Theaters October 10th. CW: Praising. Starring Luke Skywalker.
📽️ "Breaking my will."
In Theaters October 11th. CW: Humiliation. Starring Darth Vader.
📽️ "Benzodiazepines."
In Theaters October 12th. CW: Somnophilia. Starring Anakin Skywalker.
📽️ "Big, scary and lethal."
In Theaters October 13th. CW: Size difference. Starring Darth Vader.
📽️ "Pheromones."
In Theaters October 14th. CW: Armpit. Starring Anakin Skywalker.
📽️ "One way ticket."
In Theaters October 15th. CW: Noncon. Starring Sam Monroe.
📽️ "All over the paperwork."
In Theaters October 16th. CW: Public. Starring Clayton Beresford.
📽️ "Wide Open Vol. II."
In Theaters October 17th. CW: Fisting. Starring Anakin Skywalker.
📽️ "Dissembled."
In Theaters October 18th. CW: body modification. Starring Darth Vader.
📽️ "Park date."
In Theaters October 19th. CW: Vouyerism. Starring Sam Monroe.
📽️ "Wet and warm."
In Theaters October 20th. CW: Watersports. Starring Sam Monroe.
📽️ "Expensive."
In Theaters October 21st. CW: Lingerie. Starring Clayton Beresford.
📽️ "Merciless under the darkness."
In Theaters October 22nd. CW: Bondage. Starring Darth Vader.
📽️ "Suffocating."
In Theaters October 23rd. CW: Facesitting. Starring Luke Skywalker.
📽️ "Undercover."
In Theaters October 24th. CW: Crossdressing. Starring Anakin Skywalker.
📽️ "Positive."
In Theaters October 25th. CW: Pregnancy. Starring Clayton Beresford.
📽️ "Watching and touching."
In Theaters October 26th. CW: Masturbation. Starring Sam Monroe.
📽️ "Paint the bed red."
In Theaters October 27th. CW: Menophilia. Starring Anakin Skywalker.
📽️ "Stuffed."
In Theaters October 28th. CW: Cockbuldge. Starring Darth Vader.
📽️ "Eat it up!"
In Theaters October 29th. CW: Stuffing/Feeding. Starring Anakin Skywalker.
📽️ "Belonging."
In Theaters October 30th. CW: Free use. Starring Anakin Skywalker.
📽️ "Bloody Mary."
In Theaters October 31st. CW: Eroguro. Starring Anakin Skywalker.
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geekforhorror · 1 month
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i am hungry and desperate for asks at this point especially for sam, james, aj, and anakin GUYS PLEASE.
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bunnie-online · 6 months
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Hi! Can you write a request for Clay Beresford with some soft fluffy morning love making. Thanx!
It’s totally fine if you don’t want to!
AHHH I WAS HOPING FOR A CLAY REQUEST 🤭🤭🤭
i was inspired by this video <3
warnings: fem!reader, unprotected p in v (stay safe pls) creampie, fluff fluff fluffy! established relationship.
you outstretched your arm to reach for your fiancé, the one and only Clay Beresford. to your disappointment, the right side of the bed was completely empty. you open your eyes to find that you were alone in your shared bedroom. Clay was always a morning person, so this shouldn’t surprise you but you’d like to cuddle him in the morning once and a while.
you sit up and rub your sleepy eyes. you decided to drag yourself out of bed and splash some water on your face to aid in waking you up. to your surprise you find your very handsome soon-to-be husband in the bath. he’s more of a shower person, but you weren’t complaining at the sight.
“good morning, my blossom.” he smiles at you. “morning” you yawn back, cheeks tinting slightly at the nickname. “c’mere baby.” he gestures towards you. you, forgetting what you came in here for in the first place, walk over to him and sit in the edge of the tub. “hi, pretty thing. how’d you sleep?” his hand comes up to softly stroke your cheek, fingers slightly wet from the bath water. “i slept well. did you?” you match his actions, gently rubbing your thumb against his soft face. ‘he’s so beautiful.’ you thought.
“i did too, had dreams about you.” he smirks, leaning forward and kissing the arm that’s keeping you from falling into the tub. “oh, yeah?” you laugh. he continues kissing up your arm, making his way to your lips, hypnotizing you into leaning down further. “dreams about you joining me in the bath, getting soaking wet, taking care of you.” he whispers between kisses.
“Clay, don’t you think about it.” you giggle at him. “oh why not? hm?” he’s smiling now, struggling to kiss you back while grinning. you feel his arms wrap around your waist. “Clay!” you exclaim“Clay don’t! i’m in your shirt!” your laughter fills the room. “we have a dryer.” he’s laughing out loud now too.
Clay bests you and you tumble into the water with him. “Clayton!” you scold and slap him gently on his chest. he feigns injury and offense. “oh! i’m wounded!” he continues laughing. you needed revenge now. while he was busy laughing at his victory you decided that it was the perfect time to adjust your position and straddle his lap, you can already feel him getting aroused.
“Blossom, what are yo-.” you cut him off by kissing his neck, he lets out a soft groan. “Baby-.” he tried to speak again “you wanted me in here, how can i resist the temptation of my gorgeous fiancé right in front of me.” you interrupt him.
both of his hands grab your face, making you kiss him back, tongues dancing in harmony, both of you letting out soft moans. you both starting moving your hips, desperate for friction. Clay started removing your (his) shirt. “fuck, you’re so beautiful. every-fucking-thing about you is perfect.” he sits back to eye you up and down, you turn your head shyly. “look at me.” he turns your chin towards him, holding your gaze. “so fucking pretty.” he pulls you in by your face, kissing you again.
you can feel how hard he is now, every little movement you make, he lets out a groan. if you weren’t in the bath you could probably feel a pool of your own arousal. “come on, blossom.” his guides your hips down to align your heat perfectly with his cock. “just like you did last night.” he whispers against your lips.
you take one of your hands and guide him into you, still feeling a little sore from your escapades the previous night. you both moan aloud as he slides into you. “ah, so perfect. just like you were made for me.” he wraps his arms around you, pressing your chest against his. your eyes roll into the back of your head and your jaw drops open. “just relax baby, let me do it.” he moans, you can hear the water sloshing around and splashing out of the tub. his hips slamming into yours. “shhh that’s it baby, let me do it, let me take care of you. ohh good job baby, good good job.” he praises you for taking him so well, you were always so good for him.
“ah! Clay!” you escape his grasp, leaning back so his cock slams against the front of your walls, hitting that perfect spot. your moans echo through the bathroom, due to your insides remembering this exact pounding from last night, you were twice as sensitive.
“i know, baby. i know.” his hands now forming bruises on your hips, tugging you up and down rhythmically like you were his own personal toy. your moans syncing with his movements. “ah! ah! ah! fuckfuckfuck! you’re gonna make me cum soon!” you scream.
“good. cum for me, pretty baby.” he moans, it’s obvious his release nearing soon, his eyes are shut tightly, his nails are digging into your soft skin, his mouth making a relaxed o-shape. almost on command, you started squeezing down onto him in pulses. your hips stuttered and you sprung forward, clinging onto him to ground you as your orgasm ripped through you.
his arms flung around you once again, squeezing you tightly as he released inside of you. his moans coming out louder and higher pitched.
both of your voices eventually subsided into soft gasps, he releases you from his vice grip and pulls himself out of you. you lean back again, giving him a soft, loving smile. “i love you.” both of you blurt out. after shared giggles and lots of kisses, you shakily climb out of the tub, followed by Clay. he wraps you in a towel and carries you bridal style to your bedroom. he places you down softly in bed. “i’m gonna go get myself a towel, okay? after we cuddle for a bit, how about we go to your favorite breakfast spot?” he strokes your face again and you nod sleepily.
‘ahh what a life.’ you thought.
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oKAY BUT THE NICKNAME BLOSSOM??? CUTE ASF???
i hope this is what you wanted !! <333
~bunnie
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hanasnx · 5 months
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I feel like clay would be a pussy eating GOD. he would genuinely spend hours inbetween your thighs!!! and not just for your pleasure, but also for his .
my boy is a munch fr
MINORS DNI 18+
since its clay i have to mention how sickly he is its the rules ive gotta
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CLAY BERESFORD gets ahead of himself. Even though he's had this condition longer than he can remember, there's a rare time in which he forgets he has to pace himself. One of those times being when he goes down on you. Usually you're good at reading his tells, but you can't possibly keep track when his tongue moves like that. "How you feelin', baby?" his slurred words contrast from his characteristic pin-point enunciation, his eloquent articulation lost when he's this far gone. You can only moan in response, a drawl from your throat as you throw your arms back to twist your fingers in anything you can reach. "Yeah, me too." You can feel him grin against your sex, and gently he swipes his face side to side, nuzzling your clit with the tip of his nose.
"Oh, Clay," you sigh, bringing your hips to him and he greedily obliges you. His mouth latches onto whatever it can fit, tongue scooping through your folds to plunge into your hole. His grateful groan reverberates through your cunt and you fall limp. To keep you in place, his thick arms wrap around your thighs, clasping over your abdomen to lock you in front of him. All of your writhes are absorbed as he neglects breathing to pleasure you.
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erosmutt · 1 month
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listen to me. best man char and bride reader. creampies you just before the ceremony, knocks you up not-so-accidentally and when you and your husband announce you're already pregnant about a month into marriage, char knows you know it isn't your husband's.
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maid of honor reader and groom char. you make him creampie you just before the ceremony, you reassure him it's fine and say you're on the shot you aren't. when the time comes you tell char he knocked you up, so now he has a secret to keep from his wife.
HAN SOLO, JAMES KELLY, ANAKIN SKYWALKER, CLAY BERESFORD.
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