Gang Wars | By : theweirdwolf Category: Casts RPF > Star Wars (all) > Star Wars (all) Views: 1774 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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His feet stumbled around the pavement, gradually stabling up as his eyes adjusted to the light. In all fairness it didn’t help that he was wasted out of his mind but he couldn’t complain about the stuff he’d drank, it was all pretty damn good. The neon lights graced his vision, unwelcome to his sensitive retinas.
Suddenly the dream went black only to be replaced with a woman straddling his waist rocking in rhythm to his thrusts. Although the background was a blur he noticed a few items: Photos of times past and people he should but couldn’t recognise, news excerpts stating a victory in battle although what battle he didn’t realise, his lightsaber placed on the bedside cabinet. He quickly forgot these things concentrating on the woman riding his hard member, her swollen nub rubbing his shaft and bumping into his pubic bone. She threw her head back groaning in pleasure as the waves of climax shuddered through her body. Piercing blue eyes locked onto his own as the movements started again, the bodies blurred in his thoughts and faded out to the slightly tinted pink of his own eyelids.
His eyes flickered open, adjusting to the black and white surroundings of the living area in which he had chosen to sleep. Hayden was not happy. Firstly because of the time, he glanced at the clock the display reading 5:30 am. Secondly the highly erotic dream that had just woken him up had also awoken another part of him. Clearly silhouetted under the patchwork blanket, Hayden’s manhood was hard and begging for attention. There was only one thing to remedy the situation and Hayden swore that he wouldn’t go back to sleep until it was done.
The sweat dripped slowly from the edges of his forehead, eyes closed in sweet sensation. His mind wandered to the events that happened not a day earlier, how good it felt with her wrapped tight around him, trying to replicate the sensation with his hand. No matter how hard he tried however, the feeling did not even come close to what that woman was capable of creating.
It was never as good as the real thing, but now it was so far off it was barely exciting Hayden at all. His movements had become ferocious; he was gripping himself so hard that it would hurt should he tighten his grip by a fraction more. But even this technique paled in comparison to being inside her, feeling her walls clamping down on him.
The job took nearly two hours to complete. He had pictured her in his mind’s eye as he came, wasting his load on his hand and tummy. He whispered her name to himself, remembering how he had screamed it the night before. He wanted the chance to scream it again; he wanted to see her again.
Last night, it was over far too quickly. The time and place hadn’t allowed them to be as leisurely as Hayden wanted to be. He’d wanted to take his time, be able to see and explore every inch of her body first. Hayden wished he could have found out more; find out what she enjoyed, where and how she liked to be touched. He needed to see Natalia again.
Hayden knew he would have to be the one to go and see her. It was unreasonable to think that Natalia would come strolling into her enemies base just to see him. Then again, would she even want to see him again? On one hand, this would be a good reason not to go to her, but to Hayden it was even more of a reason to go. Had she enjoyed him as much as he did her?
Anxious for an answer to that question and out of desperation to see her again, Hayden jolted off the couch. He pulled on his clothes from the night before, quickly checked his appearance in the mirror and rushed out of the room. He took rapid tiptoes across the hall; it would be more than his life was worth to wake someone up. Hayden edged open the front door, stepped out and then guided it shut behind him. The New York morning was crisp. The grey skyscrapers loomed in every direction, but Hayden paid no notice. He began to pace down the sun-bathed walkway...
Thoughts flitted through his mind, some less concerning such as the weather and others like the situation with Natalie. He quickly drove any thought about her from his mind, concentrating on the singular goal instinct provided him. The dull concrete buildings passed his sleek form quickly, the street names becoming ever more unrecognisable. Suddenly, a small familiar sign caught his eye, “Jenkins Spanish Folk Bar-Live Music and Sky Sports”. Subconsciously registering it as Natalia’s place of residence, Hayden knocked three times on the purple, glass inset door.
A groggy-looking figure greeted him as the door opened. Although Natalia was dressed, it was obvious that she had only recently gotten up; her already unruly hair, now shorter and brown in colour, worse from lying in bed. In a momentary lapse of time Natalia barely registered who was standing in the opening, her eyes wide in disbelief.
“H-Hi,” she stutters
“Hey.”
“Hello...” Natalia tilted her head slightly, as if inspecting Hayden, “What are you doing here?”
“I wan- needed to see you,” replied Hayden.
She opened her mouth to say something back, but Hayden had already forced his way through the door. With a considerable amount of force, he backed her against the nearest wall and proceeded to ravage her lips with his...
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