An Interesting Situation (Completed)
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Adult ++
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Category:
Casts RPF › Star Wars (all)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
27
Views:
10,001
Reviews:
12
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. I do not know the people I am writing about in this fanfiction. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Eye Opener
****Author's note**** (This is where I picked up the story at my friend's request)
"Just read, Hayden," Natalie took the laptop away from him and set it a little too firmly in his lap.
"Oof!" Hayden grunted, and scowled up at her, "that hurt!"
"Sorry," she grinned, "but if you're lucky it will help keep you from needing a cold shower."
"What?" Hayden looked up, confused. "Is it that bad?"
"No, it's that good," Natalie muttered to herself as Hayden powered up the laptop and navigated to his email.
A knock sounded. "Natalie, they need you down in make up and hair for a few minutes before you leave!"
"Ok, I'll be right there!" She called back, grabbing some clothes and dashing back into the bathroom. A few harried minutes later she emerged combing her damp hair with her fingers. Surreptitiously, she glanced over at Hayden from beneath her lashes. Hayden sat
impossibly still, eyes riveted to the screen, his face oddly flushed. A wicked light danced in her eyes at the sight of him clearly hot and bothered.
"I'll be back in a few minutes, Hayden," she suddenly felt the need to get the heck out of there before her eyes started drifting lower on his body. She was dying to see if the story was doing to him what it did to her. Her head tilting, her eyes traced the shape of his head, the full lips pursed in thought, the hands gripping the laptop so tightly his knuckles were white....
Hayden didn't hear a thing. He was too engrossed in the story. Since he only had the 'good' parts he didn't know the whole plot, but he could tell there was one there. But then again, who cared? What he was reading would cause a nun to need a cold shower!
'An evil laugh breathed into his ear. One small hand moved between their bodies and rubbed the hard ridge that pressed achingly against his jeans. Hayden's breath sucked in when her hand continued to slide back and forth with slow, languid strokes. Her name hissed between his lips at the same time her hand found the button on his jeans. Lingering a moment it moved back to the bulge with a caressing glide.' Hayden murmured aloud, his mouth drying so fast he had to continually slide his tongue over his lips to keep them moist.
'...Beg, she whispered, slowing the movement of her hand...' he continued then halted and blinked at the screen. "Beg?" he hissed his disbelief. "I'm beggin, I'm beggin! What the hell is she doing to me?!"
He continued to read and let out a deep sigh of relief. "Thank you, Anna Kournikova! Wow, Natalie was one jealous little hellcat! Whew!" Hayden looked up from the screen. "Is it hot in here or is it just me?" Blankly he looked down at his pants. "Ok, it's just me. Who writes this stuff...Wait, where'd I leave off...no, I'm not going to read anymore..." A grin came over his face. "I'll save it for later."
Right then Natalie returned, a knowing smile brightening her face as she caught Hayden resettling the laptop to protect his crotch from her prying eyes. "So..." She teased, placing a hand on each side of the chair and
bending over him, "how was it?"
Hayden's heart was pounding so hard he thought he might pass out, but the smug look in Natalie's hot brown eyes infuriated him. She thought she was so cool and in control of herself while he was a bubbling pool of mush? Well, ok I AM a bubbling pool of mush, but I refuse to admit it to the little tease!
Any minute now, those lips are going to kiss me, Natalie congratulated herself, and I'm going to hold it over his head for the rest of the shoot!
But those sexy lips never reached her mouth. Hayden tilted his head, the softness of his hair brushing her chin. His lips lightly fastened on the skin at the hollow of her throat, the touch feather light, the slight rasp of the tongue almost a whisper of feeling. A huge bolt of lightning skittered from her breasts to her sex and she couldn't hide the shudder that wracked her body.
A moment later, Hayden eased her away and stood up, his half grin taunting, but very sexy. "Excuse me," he cleared his throat, "but my laptop and I have to go home where I can finish reading what else you really want to do to me." At the door he waggled his fingers. "I can hang on longer for the cold shower. A lot longer than you can, obviously."
"Just read, Hayden," Natalie took the laptop away from him and set it a little too firmly in his lap.
"Oof!" Hayden grunted, and scowled up at her, "that hurt!"
"Sorry," she grinned, "but if you're lucky it will help keep you from needing a cold shower."
"What?" Hayden looked up, confused. "Is it that bad?"
"No, it's that good," Natalie muttered to herself as Hayden powered up the laptop and navigated to his email.
A knock sounded. "Natalie, they need you down in make up and hair for a few minutes before you leave!"
"Ok, I'll be right there!" She called back, grabbing some clothes and dashing back into the bathroom. A few harried minutes later she emerged combing her damp hair with her fingers. Surreptitiously, she glanced over at Hayden from beneath her lashes. Hayden sat
impossibly still, eyes riveted to the screen, his face oddly flushed. A wicked light danced in her eyes at the sight of him clearly hot and bothered.
"I'll be back in a few minutes, Hayden," she suddenly felt the need to get the heck out of there before her eyes started drifting lower on his body. She was dying to see if the story was doing to him what it did to her. Her head tilting, her eyes traced the shape of his head, the full lips pursed in thought, the hands gripping the laptop so tightly his knuckles were white....
Hayden didn't hear a thing. He was too engrossed in the story. Since he only had the 'good' parts he didn't know the whole plot, but he could tell there was one there. But then again, who cared? What he was reading would cause a nun to need a cold shower!
'An evil laugh breathed into his ear. One small hand moved between their bodies and rubbed the hard ridge that pressed achingly against his jeans. Hayden's breath sucked in when her hand continued to slide back and forth with slow, languid strokes. Her name hissed between his lips at the same time her hand found the button on his jeans. Lingering a moment it moved back to the bulge with a caressing glide.' Hayden murmured aloud, his mouth drying so fast he had to continually slide his tongue over his lips to keep them moist.
'...Beg, she whispered, slowing the movement of her hand...' he continued then halted and blinked at the screen. "Beg?" he hissed his disbelief. "I'm beggin, I'm beggin! What the hell is she doing to me?!"
He continued to read and let out a deep sigh of relief. "Thank you, Anna Kournikova! Wow, Natalie was one jealous little hellcat! Whew!" Hayden looked up from the screen. "Is it hot in here or is it just me?" Blankly he looked down at his pants. "Ok, it's just me. Who writes this stuff...Wait, where'd I leave off...no, I'm not going to read anymore..." A grin came over his face. "I'll save it for later."
Right then Natalie returned, a knowing smile brightening her face as she caught Hayden resettling the laptop to protect his crotch from her prying eyes. "So..." She teased, placing a hand on each side of the chair and
bending over him, "how was it?"
Hayden's heart was pounding so hard he thought he might pass out, but the smug look in Natalie's hot brown eyes infuriated him. She thought she was so cool and in control of herself while he was a bubbling pool of mush? Well, ok I AM a bubbling pool of mush, but I refuse to admit it to the little tease!
Any minute now, those lips are going to kiss me, Natalie congratulated herself, and I'm going to hold it over his head for the rest of the shoot!
But those sexy lips never reached her mouth. Hayden tilted his head, the softness of his hair brushing her chin. His lips lightly fastened on the skin at the hollow of her throat, the touch feather light, the slight rasp of the tongue almost a whisper of feeling. A huge bolt of lightning skittered from her breasts to her sex and she couldn't hide the shudder that wracked her body.
A moment later, Hayden eased her away and stood up, his half grin taunting, but very sexy. "Excuse me," he cleared his throat, "but my laptop and I have to go home where I can finish reading what else you really want to do to me." At the door he waggled his fingers. "I can hang on longer for the cold shower. A lot longer than you can, obviously."