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he also has a sacred heart tapestry in his room and those are very common in my culture. i fw it its cool.

twenties!hayden desperate longing for you; tw: extremely touch-starved and needy for you hayden, worship, unprotected sex, gentle sex, p i v, cockwarming. english is not my native language, not proofread.

"a day without you was hell," hayden whispers, and he's not exaggerating. his brain only switched off when the director yelled "action!", and even then, your image flickered in the corner of his eye.

his lips leave open-mouthed kisses all over your face, then move down to your neck and collarbones- not with greed, but with reverent awe. his fingers clutch your hips with the same reverence, not hard enough to leave bruises-that's not his way of marking you.

"i missed you too," you whimper softly as hayden sinks back into you with a smooth roll of his hips. your velvet walls clench around him, you arch your back with another quiet moan, and hayden gently slides his hands down to your ass. he lifts your hips and just stays there, savoring the precious moment of being this connected.

hayden hadn't spent the whole shoot day just thinking about coming home, fucking you for his own release, and crashing. he spent the whole day dreaming of hearing your voice not through a phone, but right beside him, feeling your breath on his skin. he yearned to feel the velvet of your skin, to trace every mole, scar, stretch mark, and every other pattern he's memorized. to feel the weight and warmth of your hands as you cup his face and kiss the tip of his nose just to make him scrunch it up adorably.

hayden needed all of you, and his need wasn't just sexual hunger-he needed to see and hear you. and if you'd let him, to lay you down, peel off your clothes layer by layer, kiss every inch of skin while you told him about your day, and make you believe-his heart beats for you, and every day on set is for you, for your well-being, for their future family.

hayden pulls you closer by the hips, your ass resting against his toned thighs, and he starts moving with shallow, gentle thrusts, barely pulling out halfway. you wrap your legs around his waist, drawing him even deeper, arching your back. hayden reluctantly lets go of your hip so his hand can move with careful, deliberate strokes to circle your clit. the quiet moans and whimpers, dedicated solely to him, falling from your lips, make his dick pulse inside your wet pussy, which he's slowly stretching with each movement.

hayden lowers himself on top of you, carefully pressing you into the mattress, shifting most of his weight to his arms so you don't bear it all. his palm stays trapped between your stomachs as he continues circling your sensitive clit. the look in his blue eyes is filled with that exact tenderness, love, and gratitude for you.

"i love you," hayden whispers, covering your lips with his in a soft kiss. his tongue slips inside, and he groans when your lips close around it, giving a gentle suck. the muscles in his lower abdomen tighten, and with a choked gasp, he comes inside you. his cock pulses, releasing hot, thick ropes of cum, and he buries his forehead in your shoulder, leaving endless open-mouthed kisses as, riding through his own bliss, he keeps working your clit-his orgasm means nothing until you find yours.

and when your body shudders beneath his weight, your legs, still wrapped around him, tremble harder, and he feels your pelvic floor muscles clenching, he can finally exhale.

"god…" you rasp, gently wrapping your arms around hayden's neck and pulling his face to yours. he looks so serene every single time.

"no, no. god... is you," he whispers, the tip of his nose brushing against yours, and you let out a soft laugh. that sound fills him with an endless desire to tear his own heart out and hand it to you as payment. you kiss his brow, catching a bead of sweat with your lips. "can i stay like this for a bit? i just wanna be with you."

hayden carefully shifts his weight, settling more comfortably on top of you, still paranoid about crushing you, and buries his nose in your hair, closing his eyes. his hands tremble on either side of your head, his cock still nestled inside. he needs your warmth completely.