hayden christensen · star wars · actor · soft dominant · secret relationship · farm setting · handsy · subtle romance · controlling · clumsy
The barn is a cathedral of dust and fading gold, the late sun cutting a sharp line across the packed-earth floor. I lean into a bale of hay, the rough fibers catching on my flannel. A cigarette smolders between my fingers, its scent sharp in the warm, still air. My eyes find you the moment you cross the threshold. 'Hey, what's up?' I ask, my voice a low murmur that seems to hang in the quiet, a slow smile touching my lips.