#1.29.2021

[maybe-your-left]

Dr Ren publicly pounding that pussy!?! Please and thank you 🖤

publicly?! ANON HES A DOCTOR, A WELL KNOWN PHYSICIAN.... what would his patients think?

You were exhausted from being charming all evening, sulking in a corner. Nursing a flute of champagne, glaring at everyone mingling. Ren was chatting with his colleagues, talking about some new stitches material that’s supposed to be even better for post ops. Frothing at the mouth when they discussed the upcoming lecture summit where Ren was presenting research on new knee replacement caps.

All you did was smile and shake hands, saying you were a student. They didn’t need to know how much younger you were... but they looked at you funny when you said it. If only they knew!

“There you are,” Ren purred in your ear, his left hand coming to rest on your lower back. “I thought I lost you.”

“Nope, I’m just over here. Drinking,” you lifted the glass.

Ren smirked down at you, placing a kiss on your forehead as he whispered. “Why don’t we take a walk, hm? You’ve been so good all evening, you deserve some attention.”

“Attention?”

He nodded.

Dragging you away from the crowds of people. Off towards the banquet halls back doors, no one around in the area. Except for the waiters, shooting you weird glances as Ren pushed you into the dimly lit back staircase.

Both of you wasting no time, Ren hoisted you from the floor. Pushing your dress around your hips, hooking your legs around him while he attacked your neck. You tried to kiss him but he pulled away, “No, your lipstick.”

You whined, rubbing your hands over his broad shoulders as he sucked on your ear.

“Take my cock out love, I can feel how soaked you are through your silly thong.”

You snaked your right hand between the two of you, tugging his zipper down. Ren groaned when your hand pulled his cock out, gripping the base tightly.

“Good girl,” he moaned into your neck, licked a broad stripe along your sensitive skin. You angled the tip at your entrance, pushing aside the gusset of your thong in the process. Hissing when you felt him push in, stretching you around his head. Once it was in Ren pushed you flush on the wall, ramming inside you.

Your voice echoing in the corridor when he did, Ren chuckled at your mewl. Plunging in and out of you in shallow thrusts over and over. Bouncing you up the wall in the process, the open back of your dress stratching on the cement.

“Kylo, please kiss me,” you begged. Seeking out his lips once more. He dodged you, fucking you faster. Letting his tip run past your front wall each time, cunt twitching around him. “No baby, I don’t want to be made a mess.”

You cried, gripping the collar of his white button up and bringing it to your mouth. Ren was too focused on your cunt to realize you were painting his collar with your red lips. Moaning into him as his cock slid in and out of you. Wrapping your legs around him tighter.

“Fuck! Kylo-right there!”

“Yeah,” he groaned into your ear, “I’m gonna fill you up-so deep love.”

You hooked an arm around his neck, using a free hand to rub your clit. Crying when you touched the swollen nub, “Please daddy, I want your cum. Fuck it so deep in me.”

Ren slammed you into the wall, hissing while he ground his hips. “Gonna cum-fuck.”

The door next to you squeaked open, a waiter walking out and freezing when he spied you. Rens head snapped over, growling at the young man.

“Get the fuck out!”

“Sorry-sir!”

He made eye contact with you, eyes dilating at your fucked out face. You clenched around Ren, loving the attention. Ren stayed still until the door shut, latching his lips to your jaw line. Thrusting into you again, “You’re such a slut, gripping me so tight when he saw you.”

You moaned, clenching again.

“So wet-should I take you out to the banquet hall? Let everyone see what a whore you are for me? Spreading your legs for my cock?”

“Ky-please!”

His teeth dug into your ear, “You’re mine. Those petty doctors don’t get to see your pretty cunt, unless it’s glistening with my cum. Do you understand?”

“Fill me baby,” you gasped, finally trapping his lips with your own. He growled when you did, cock twitching in your heat as he spilled inside you. Licking into your mouth as you both came, hearing the soft plops of cum that globbed out of your poor cunt when he pulled out.

Ren tugged your thong back in place, “Keep that safe.”

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🤤 fuck me Dr. Ren.

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[maybe-your-left]

Happy Friday darling Em!! ❤❤ For dealers choice: 12

????

why don’t i write context for these thoughts.

dealers choice is now my favorite thing.

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OKAYYYYY let’s go to Book Club w the boys.

KYLO REN - has brought in Marylin Manson’s, Ozzy Osborn’s, Eminem’s, and Black Sabbath’s albums and autobiographies. brings his airpods for when someone else is presenting, they have been confiscated by Professor Zachary Adams many times. once brought in Twilight and pretended to bite Rick halfway through the presentation, he loves Twilight. 

MATT THE RADAR TECH - Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, Percy Jackson series, Death Note Manga, Soul Eater Manga etc... one of the only ones who participates with enthusiasm. he and Rick love to share what they find during the week. 

BEN SOLO - brings old Playboy magazines he found in a cardboard box in the garage. stole them from Han, who has been asking the boys where his box of ‘tools’ is. likes to share his opinions on ‘80′s bush’ and fully shaved. brought in Handmaids Tale because he really liked the TV show. 

CHARLIE BARBER - Fahrenheit 451, Shakespeare, Burn This, Les Miserables, Phantom of the Opera, anything that he can fangirl over. loves to talk about the theater and musical adaptations of the books he brings. 

TOBY GRISONI - steals all of Charlies books. 

PATERSON - poetry. personal poetry, he likes getting feedback. most is positive, Kylo cheers for him while every groans when he starts talking about waterfalls and the clouds and some shit. Clyde has cried on many occasions. 

CLYDE LOGAN - Louis L’amour books, gunslingers and horses, Ten Little Indians by Agatha Christie. a few novellas.... which were taken by Professor Zachary Adams when he read the sex scenes out loud. Ben was very interested in sharing his porn stash with him. 

FLIP ZIMMERMAN - brings in any book about war-has made every boy sob while reading Ghost Soldiers. also has brought in Pearl Harbor as an ‘audiobook’. has brought in authentic war props that may have ended up with a bomb scare and Kylo stealing a grenade. he was 10/10 tackled to the ground by Flip and given a broken arm. 

PHILLIP ALTMAN - brought in his moms book about raising children, complained about how he was portrayed. had a big group hug from all the boys because his mom wrote about his penis and he cried when he tried to explain himself. was given cupcakes by Leia at the next meeting because she read the book and felt bad for him. 

JAMIE MASSEY - brings in anything with Joaquin Phoenix in it, no books. only ‘films’, once brought in Blue is the Warmest Color and paused at the lesbian sex scene when all the boys got curious about scissoring. was confiscated by Professor Zachary Adams. 

RICK SMOLAN - National Geographic! he dreams of being a nature photographer and he gushes about camera angles and lighting details when it’s his turn to share. Jamie boos him the entire time. 

ADAM SACKLER - The Kama Sutra, thats the book he brings every fucking week. he does “research” at home on which positions actually work. everyone groans when he starts demonstrating on Rick because he can overpower him. has been swatted with a newspaper by Professor Zachary Adams.

PROFESSOR ZACHARY ADAMS - frustrated. it was such a bad idea to run an after-school reading club, the boys are giving him an ulcer and he has hit the Solo Triplets with a book at least six times-Leia is going to kill him.

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22🌸

HAHAHA yes. perfect. im sure we can all guess who this is about 

KYLO SUPREME LEADER BBY 

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No one knows that you were fucking him. 

They wouldn’t believe you if you told them... 

No one has seen his face, especially when he became the Supreme Leader once he killed Snoke for some girl. 

Kylo and you had met a few years ago, when he was a commander. Bumping into one another a few times, not on purpose... the first few times. Then you noticed Kylo was moving towards you when you were out in public together. Making a point to be near wherever you are, ‘sorry’ he would mumble. The mask ruining his deep voice, which you would be well acquainted with later on. He would brush up against you, running his leather clad digits against your long sleeve dress. Tugging on the black hem of it, he pulled you into a closet one day. 

You were terrified, this man... the jedi killer, was wanting to be alone with you, probably to kill you.

He had you pushed up against the durasteel, running his hands against your figure. Groaning through the vocoder, “You’ve been in my way far too many times...” 

You whimpered when he wrapped a hand around your jaw. Staring blankly into the muzzle of his mask, wondering what he was like underneath...

“I apologize Commander Ren,” you whispered, cursing your voice for wavering like a frightened child. You squeezed your eyes shut, feeling his mask stare into your soul.

Kylo had fucked you then, stuffing a glove into your mouth to quiet you as he did. Sinking his fat cock inside you right in the closet, workers traveling by who were oblivious to the destruction of you cunt. He kept the helmet on-for the months he fucked you.

But one day you were summoned by a red guard, stating that Commander Ren had requested your presence. You hadn’t seen him in some time, figuring that he had gotten over his little obsession with you.

It was fine, you weren’t sad to see him go. He was dangerous and cruel to you most times, but he made sure to clean you up and send you on your way with a smile. Making your heart clench every time he patted your bum before striding away from you.

Later you would regret it, wanting to know more about him and be around him. Throwing up for hours after, hating yourself for even considering him to be something special. You weren’t to him, so why were you feeling that way?

But now you were dragged to him, standing before a guarded doorway on the opposite side of the ship. Trembling when the slit slid open and were pushed inside by a stormtrooper. This was it, he was going to kill you. After the destruction of Starkiller Base, you were to blame as a distraction to the Sith Lord.

“Come here,” a deep voice rasped. You flinched at it, squinting in the dark for its owner. Walking carefully into the apartment. It was sparsely decorated, everything black and red. Sleek and clean, a few blankets but nothing special.

Another door slid open and you nearly fainted.

There was the commander, what was left of him.

Bloodied and bruised, stitches across his chest and face. His chest rising and falling in sharp breaths as he stared at you. Showing you his face for the first time, and it was horrific.

“Come,” he commanded again, his right had waving as he beckoned you. His deep eyes searching your face as you drew closer, watching tears slide down your cheeks. He looked confused, and so were you.

Why would you cry over this man?

“I-You-um,” you cleared your throat, “You summoned me, Commander Ren?”

“Mm,” he hummed, “I did.”

You trembled next to him, looking everywhere but his face.

“Look at me.”

You did, meeting his sad eyes.

“Are you scared of me? Isn’t this what you wanted, to see my face?”

“No Commamder-I’m not afraid...”

“Don’t lie.”

You swallowed back your tears, mouth opening and shutting as you tried to control yourself. Kylo hummed once more, his right hand slipping between your wringing ones. Tugging you closer, you obeyed again. Watching his cautiously, “I’m not going to kill you,” he sighed. Rubbing his large thumb over the back of your hand, “Or do you want me to?”

“No Commander, I don’t.”

“Good.”

The two of you said nothing more, letting him pull you onto his bed. Tugging your clothes off so he could feel your bare skin against his broken form. You tried not to cry, holding him tight as you imagined if he was to die. If he never saw you again, even if you would be relieved in the beginning. Your heart would break, over this horrible man.

Both of you cried as you fucked, the tenderness that was shared between you both new and strange. He didn’t degrade you, or slap you, or scar you. He held you tight, crying into your neck and hair while you scratched his back. Your own tears pooling on his chest while you rode him.

Choking on each others sorrow-unsure of what it all meant.

But when he kissed you, it felt right. This was where you belonged, where he needed you to be. And you would never leave, never regret it.

He could be big, evil and mean.

Murder everyone around him that brought harm your way.

But he was yours.

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WHY AM I SOFT FOR THIS.

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DEALERS CHOICE: 69 BECAUSE THATS WHO I AM💖

dear lord in heaven... WELL here we go.

some context, @finn-ray-nal-beads and i were drunk and watching idk like Disenchantment or something and then we thought about Merlin the wizard from Sword in the Stone and this happened. 

So i guess we’re a princess or some shit. 

‘i’m a what’ 

‘you’re a wizard you dumbass cunt, bend over for my magic wand’ 

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The woods were dark and foggy, the hem of your dress caked with mud as you ran through the trees. The howling of wolves echoed over the brush, sending a cold chill up your spine. You had no idea where you were, only that you were hopelessly lost... cold an afraid. 

Soon to be some wolfs dinner. 

“Ah!” you cried out, tripping over a thick branch, twisting your ankle as you fell. Your eyes squeezing shut as you held back a loud sob, rocking back and forth as you held it. “I’m going to die out here...” 

“Do you want to?” 

Your eyes shot open, scooting away from the deep voice from above you, a dark shadow standing to your right. “No,” you whimpered, trying to pull away from the stranger. A large boot stepped between your legs, pushing your ankle closer to it’s body. Crouching down to look at the injury, a gloved hand covered the swelling. You hissed at the contact, tugging away but the grip tightened. 

“You’re a long way from home Princess.” 

“How-how did you know I was a Princess...” 

He leaned into you, “I know everything.” 

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“You live out here,” you mumbled, sitting at the strange mans table. Your left ankle propped up so he could bandage it, using some herbal rub for it to soothe the pain. Mumbling something foreign under his breath while he did it, “I do.” 

You hummed, looking around the small home. Dozens of jars, books, crates, and cloths were scattered everywhere. A large door in the back that was padlocked from any intruders, it was quite homey, unlike the man himself who was terrifying. Large and brutal looking, scars painting his skin through his dark clothing. Damp, black hair falling on his angular face as he focused on his work. 

“Are you alone out here?” 

“Yes.” 

“Oh,” you looked around again, “I’m sorry.” 

“I don’t like visitors,” he eyed you, “Usually.” 

You gave him a soft smile, watching as his ungloved hand rubbed the soreness away. Skimming up your calf and back down over and over, “What is a Princess doing out here, these woods aren’t for someone as soft as you.” 

You blushed, letting out a sigh as both hands massaged your skin, “I was just exploring... got lost.” 

“A curious Princess? Very dangerous. You don’t know what kinds of predators are out here.” 

His hands stopped, dark eyes devouring you. You felt something touching you, not a hand, but something softly moving all around you. Caressing the back of your neck, rubbing soft circles behind your ears. Your eyes fluttered shut, another soft sigh leaving you as you leaned into the touch. A hum left his throat, hands kneading further up your leg, pushing your dirtied skirt out of the way. 

“Tell me,” he whispered, “Have you been touched by a man before?” 

You shook your head, another moan leaving you when the invisible hands travelled towards your chest. Pulling at the tight fabric around your breasts, worming under the corset that bound your ribs together. “Would you like to be” 

“Please,” you replied breathlessly. 

He smirked at you, bringing his hands to the apex of your thighs, sliding them under your under garments. Mumbled to himself, “I’ve never had a Princess before, a ‘proper’ woman...” he tugged them down your smooth legs, “Only flimsy witches in my bed.” 

You melted when his bare hand caressed your center, stroking between your folds deliciously. No one had touched you there before... only yourself in the middle of the night. When the ache became too much to bare, but now his strong hands were exploring you. The ties of your dress pulled apart as he tore the ruined dress off, growling at the soft glow of your skin under the fire. You felt yourself be lifted un his arms, pulled into his broad chest, feet skimming the floor as he approached the dark doorway. 

Locks flipping with the twist of his wrist, pulling you into the dark. 

“I’ll make sure you never forget me little one.” 

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Hello my dear Emily, how is your week so far? I hope your doing great 😘, i would go for dealer's choice number 16, i'm so excited for what to come 😊

a CLASSIC Clyde thought.

backstory: in Boise there’s an outdoor like “zoo” that has a bunch of native fish in tanks near the Boise River. and it was shut down bc HOBOS WERE SNATCHING FISH OUT OF THE TANKS 😂

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“Clyde slow down,” you huffed behind him, waddling as you tried tp keep up. You were currently pregnant with twins, lucky for you after birthing triplets. Clyde had insisted you needed fresh air, saying that it wasn’t healthy to be in the house all day when you were pregnant. But he wasn’t the one who had to wrangle the three nightmare children you had, all three girls were maniacs. Currently chasing their father on three separate leashes... MANIACS. 

“Come on babies,” Clyde whistled, “There's tons of fish in here, you’ll see how pretty they are.” 

“Daddy, I don’t like fish,” Evelyn huffed, crossed her arms over her chest as she pouted. Only to be pushed over by the oldest triplet, “Shut up-Daddy hold me I wanna poke one!” 

“Laramie! Be nice to your sister!” 

“Mommy,” Chloe tugged on your skirt, “Laramie hit me in the car.” 

You rolled your eyes, mumbling under your breath ‘snitches get stitches’. “I’m sorry baby,” you picked her up, finally catching up to Clyde who had Laramie on his shoulders. Her tiny fists digging into his hair as she eyed the fish, swimming along in the tank. “Hey-put her down, there's no lid on there.” 

“She’s fine darlin’,” Clyde smiled at you, “Ain’t you babygirl?” 

She nodded enthusiastically, a tiny hand gripping the glass edge of the tank. You swatted Clyde, giving him a ‘are you serious’ look. He rolled his eyes, “We can’t have one of em, gotta catch em ourselves.” 

“Okay daddy.” 

“Daddy I like that one,” Chloes finger smeared on the glass, pointing at some giant salmon swimming near her. Clyde nodded along, spewing useless facts about the fish. You rubbed Evelyn’s back while you looked around, noticing all the pretty flowers and birds. Showing her them instead of the fish since you weren’t a fan either. 

And then you heard it. 

A splash and a screech, “Daddy I caught one!” 

“LARAMIE!”

She was sitting on Clydes shoulders, a fish in her left hand wiggling around. Water flying everywhere as Chloe screamed and Clyde stared at her in awe. 

“Look!” she grinned at the dying fish, “Now it’s mine.” 

You shook your head, “Clyde! It’s dying! Put it back!” 

“How in the hell,” he mumbled, ignoring your pleas and sticking his own arm in the tank. Snatching out an even bigger one and grinning at his children, “Look, daddy got a better one.” 

Now both of them were holding the fish up by their tails, more families staring at them slack-jawed as you wrangled your remaining children. Needless to say Fish and Game was not happy with them, and now Clyde and Laramie have mugshots hanging at the entrance. 

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I saw you’re playing a game! ☺️🙌🏻 what about my favorite number: #14? 🥰 please 💕

i truly don’t remember what this was about? i’m assuming it’s Kylo but i don’t know????

LETS SEE WHERE THE TIDE TAKES US

SPOILER i made it charlie 🤪

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“Heyyyyy,” Charlie cautiously approached you.

“What.”

You didn’t bother to turn around, fixing one of the costumes from the floor. Cursing the actors for ripping apart one of the most difficult seams you’ve done in your career.

“Everything okay?”

“Who complained this time,” you grumbled, spitting out a needle from your lip. You glared up at Charlie from the floor. Both his hands in his pockets as he watched you, taking in nervous breaths. “No-no one.”

You rolled your eyes, “It was Stephanie, wasn’t it? Your dumbass intern who got my coffee wrong AND spilled it on one of the leads dresses.”

“Well-,”

“She needs to grow up, she’s working in theater and Ive made people cry over less.” You huffed, pushing off the ground to join Charlie in a standoff. He was usually much bigger than you, but right now you were the giant. Hands on your hips as you egged him to micromanage you.

“You can’t keep making the staff cry, I know they’re young but,” he rubbed the back of his neck, “I know you took a risk working with me-this is the smallest production you’ve done and you’re well qualified to be somewhere else but please.”

“No, I wont stand down. She’s been ruining my work,” you poked him in the chest, “And if you want me to stay then you better protect your investments because you’re losing thousands each time I have to remake this outfit.”

Charlie squinted at you, “Do you have a boyfriend?”

You recoiled, “Excuse me?”

“A boyfriend, or a pet,” he moved closer, “A fucking gym membership? something you can take your anger out on before you come to set?”

You scoffed, “I am not answering that.”

“When’s the last time you were nice to someone?”

“Two days ago,” you looked away, not wanting him to see the blush of your cheeks. Charlie tsked at you, moving closer, “Did he fuck you? Is that how you get control of your rage?”

“I don’t think you need to know the answer to that, Mr. Barber.”

His eyebrows shot up, smirking down at you before leaning in, “Well then, I guess you need to come to my office every morning before call time. That way we can get you some stress relief.”

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?!?

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What is Dr Ren's medical specialty? Internal medicine? Obgyn?

Dr. Ren is NOT an OBGYN. I wanted him to be Internal Medicine but I honestly see him as Orthopedic surgeon. It makes more sense, following more along the lines of family medicine. 

+ im far more familiar with sports medicine and orthopedic surgery than any other specialty so I’m more comfortable with him in that setting. 

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What's the age difference between Reader, Dr Ren and his ex-wife? 👀

in my HIPAA Violation AU.... Dr. Ren is Adam Drivers age (37) and we are my age (it’s a self indulgent AU okay) which is 14 years younger. Ex-wife Callie is around 35-36.

DR REN IS ROBBING THE CRADDLE.