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clyde x kylo go nondairy for the new year.... who hates it more? that’s between me and my diary 👀🤭

spoiler alert: @finn-ray-nal-beads and i have gone dairy free & vegan for the month of january! so why not make the besties do it to?

You had stood in front of the fridge for 30 minutes now and your headache was now forming into a migraine. Clydes doctor told him he had to watch his food intake, saying he had high blood pressure and cholesterol levels. Which wasn’t a shock, he ate literally anything and everything he could.

One time you tricked him into eating a sponge, he wasn’t paying attention and you wanted to test his ability to multitask. He sadly had three bites before noticing it wasn’t a sandwich.

“Why does everthin’ got dairy in it?”

“I don’t know sweetie,” you mumbled from the floor. You had a notebook in hand, writing down each item that you needed to replace with a healthier option. You were excited about the change, the girls would eat better and Clyde would get some much needed nutrition. Not that he wasn’t fit, but he was a southern man... you were 99% sure his favorite food was butter.

It was devastating for him to find out that it had dairy.

“Do we have t’ get rid of it all?” He whined, “How bout we jus’ stock it in the outside fridge, no use thrown away good food.”

“You’re just gonna eat it when we all go to sleep,” you huffed, “Dont think I can’t hear you waking up in the middle of the night to grab a ‘glass of water’.”

“Yer killin’ me darlin’,” Clyde set out the ice cream, staring at it with a lustful gaze. You were sure in that moment he was about to break. Attack the carton like he was the last man on earth and it was his only food.

“Come on,” you made grabby hands at him, “Help me up, we have shopping to do.”

———

Boone county wasn’t the best place for health food shopping, their idea of plant based and dairy free was a small shelf of almond milk and old yogurts. You were frustrated by the third store and Clyde was minutes away from abandoning you on the side of the road to get a Big Mac.

“Lemme make a call real quick,” you mumbled. If anyone knew where to shop for ‘healthy foods’ it was Kylo. That man was the epitome of clean living, everything he ate was homemade (by the staff he hired), balanced proportions, veggies, breads, lean beef and sometimes the occasion vegan meal when he feels like it.

The man has his own juicer for godssake, he would know where to find some Oat Milk.

“Hello gorgeous,” he mused through the phone, “You were just the person I wanted to talk to. Miss me already?”

“Ren yer on speaker,” Clyde hollared, a deep smirk coloring his face while he glared at you. It had been a few weeks since your ‘arrangement’ with Kylo... it was new and still slightly uncomfortable.

But it was just sex, well for you anyway. And your husband was always present.

Either apart of it or watching for a chair, Clyde was very into the idea of Kylo fucking you numb every Thursday night (kids aren’t home, Junior is with his aunt).

“How can I help you both,” Kylo laughed through the speaker. You could tell he was busy doing something, the sound of his ear moving on his phone was obvious. He was probably working, holding it between his shoulder and face.

“We’re tryin’ t’ find a store that sells that dairy-free junk.”

“Why?”

“Because Clydes doctor scolded him like a child for eating like a black bear,” you sighed.

“Hey,” Clyde grumbled, “If I’m gonna be a bear, might as well be a Grizzly.”

“Whatever,” Kylo mumbled, “Come to my house, you can browse through the walk in. I have all the health foods delivered since this place is hillbilly hell.”

———

Kylo was waiting at the door, greeting you with a kiss and a firm handshake for Clyde. The two of them started to wander off to the living room, some stupid fight was on tonight and they were arranging what house would be better for getting plastered at.

You skipped to the walk in, Kylos house really had everything. A shiny gourmet kitchen, complete with a pantry that was larger than your master bedroom and a walk in mini grocery store. You grabbed a bag and started shuffling through the stock, falling into your own little world.

Just as you were reaching for something on the top shelf, a hard body pressed against you. “If you needed help,” Kylo reached above you, “You could’ve asked for me.” He started placing rough kisses on the shell of your ear, setting the box of tofu into your bag before latching his hands around your waist. Kylo rocked his hips into your supple ass, pushing you against the wired shelving.

“I had the most lovely dream about you last night, had to fuck myself twice when I woke up.”

“Oh,” you whispered, rocking back into him. The hard curve of his cock pressing into you. Kylo was always hard, just like Clyde. Always ready to leave you wet and undeniably full.

“So,” he brought his cheek against your own, his cold hands snaking under your shirt to squeeze your soft breasts. Pulling a whine from your throat as he pinched your nipples through the fabric, “Am I going dairy free too?”

“Why would you do that?”

“You swallow my cum, that would be cheating if I wasn’t on the same diet as your husband.”

The walk in door opened and shut again, you rotated your face around and smiled at Clyde. He stood there staring at the two of you, his arms crossed as he shook his head.

“Sunshine,” he cooed as he got closer, pressing his lips to your own. You chased his as he pulled away, the only thing stopping you was Kylos death grip.

“If we gotta give up some thin’ for the month... maybe y’ should too...”

“Uh-huh,” you whined, Kylos right hand was now sliding under your waistband. Cupping your sex with his palm while your husband watched in thought. Kylo rubbed his fingers through your folds, gathering wetness on his middle finger before skimming your clit. “What do you want me to give up Daddy?”

Clyde hummed, pressed his front into the side of your body. Kylo shifted so he was on the opposite side, allowing Clyde to palm your ass through your pants.

“Maybe we won’t let y’ cum for a month.”

———

🐻 big daddy is king

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#adam driver #kylo ren #clyde logan #clyde and kylo besties #modren kylo #kinky boys #new years resolutions

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LOSE THE SHORTS WITH KYLO AND HIS CANINE COMPANION.... TOBY ✨

ASK AND YOU SHALL RECEIVE!

RECAP, in the last installment of Boyfriend Kylo, we bought a black pomeranian puppy named TOBY.

———

“Fuck,” Kylo grunted in your ear. His lips pulled back to bare his teeth, thrusting wildly into your hot pussy. You had been aching for him when you woke up, crawling under the black sheets and sucking him into your mouth. Deepthroating his length as he woke up, since then he had fucked you twice. Now onto round three, both your collective cum dripping out of your abused heat.

Your left leg was hoisted up on his shoulder, opening your pussy up for him. Allowing him the thrust deep, knocking against your g-spot with his heavy tip. Kylo had his arms hooked underneath your back, cradling you to his sweaty chest. Folding you in half underneath his large form, from above his back was wide enough to engulf your entire form. You were moaning wildly, your right hand weakly holding onto his shoulder while he fucked you.

All the blood in your body had rushed to your pussy, clit throbbing as it was ground against his public hair. Both of you were sweaty, slipping up and down the sheets. Kylo had kicked off the covers, letting his bare legs breathe as he dug you into the mattress. You locked lips, moaning as his tongue slipped into your mouth. Giving you shallow thrusts while you sucked on his tongue. Kylo mumbled into you, “Such a good girl... so full of my cum.”

He pulled his mouth away, gazing at your kiss bitten lips and soft face. Brows pinched together in pleasure as he pounded, “Ky-y...more!”

“Yeah,” he groaned, “I’ll give you more, gonna full you up again. Make it spill out of your pretty pussy all day-,”

BARK BARK BARK

“What the-?”

BARK BARK *slam* BARK BARK

“Kyyy-lo,” you whined, throwing your head to the right and out stretching your sweaty palm off the side of the bed. “Toby fell!”

“Why,” Kylo puffed, halting to a stop inside you, “Why is Toby in here?”

You giggled as the puppy lapped at your fingers, soft yips and whines falling from his throat. His big brown eyes stared at you, full of love and adoration for his master. It had been a week since you bought him, without permission, and Kylo still hadn’t given him away. You pulled your hand away lightly, giving Toby a big smile while you cooed at him, “Good morning baby boy! Did you sleep good?”

BARK BARK

You smacked Kylos shoulder, Tobys slobber coating his skin. “Gross,” he flinched away, your pussy clenching around him instinctively. “Fuck-get him out of here!”

“Don’t ignore him!”

Kylos nostrils flared, clenching his jaw and he pushed himself off of you to glare down at the puppy. Who instantly cried out for his Dad, tail waggling so fast he fell over. “See! He loves his Daddy!”

“Do not call me that while I’m inside you,” Kylo growled at you, his tone clipped and tensed as he scooted away from you. You whined as he pulled out, your heat begging for him to be buried inside once more, “Where are you going?!”

“I’m not fucking you with that bug eyed rat watching,” Kylo yelled over his shoulder, locking himself into the bathroom.

———

You and Kylo had showered separately, he was ticked off at you for babying the puppy during your intimate moment this morning. So you were being punished for it now, you walked out of the bedroom. Clasping your earrings on as you whistled down the stairs, “Baby boy!” you whistled a few more times, “Toby boy, where are you hiding?”

Silence.

You trotted down the stairs, heels clicking as you made it to the kitchen. You set down your purse, along with a dark red collar and leash for Toby. The tones matching your outfit, you walked around the island. Spying his food bowl still full from filling it earlier. “Bubba?”

Kylo grunted from the living room.

“Where’s Toby?”

You heard shifting from the couch, followed by a loud sigh, “I threw him over the balcony.”

“WHAT?!”

“Mm.”

“Kylo! Where is Toby?!”

“Calm down,” Kylo snapped, his hand shooting up from the couch. You stomped over to him, ready to scold him but your threats died on your tongue when you saw him. Kylo was laying flat on his back on your large sectional, a hand on his stomach and the other in the air signaling you. Curled on his chest, right between his pecs, was a snoring Toby.

His black fur blending in with Kylos long sleeve sweater, the two of them almost melding in with the furniture. Your bottom lip popped out, tears threatening your eyes as you whispered, “Bubba... he’s asleep on you!”

“Mhm,” Kylo hummed, his eyes shut as he waited for you to do something to startle Toby. “He just laid down while I was napping.”

“Uh-huh?”

“Yes,” his right eye popped open. A frown digging across his face, “I didn’t put him on me if that’s what you’re thinking.”

You leaned over Kylo, his eyes now focused on your cleavage. Slowly becoming clearer to him as you bent over his form, you pinched Kylos cheeks. Smooshing his lips together in a deep pout, “Well, both of you need to get up. We’re going shopping.”

“Wha da you mea shopping?” Kylo mumbled through your grip. Shaking his face away as he sat up, his left hand grabbing Toby so he wouldn’t tumble down. “Why is he coming with us?”

“Because he’s our baby.”

Kylo groaned, following you into the kitchen, still clutching Toby to his chest, “If you want a baby so bad I can give you a baby.”

You snorted, threading your arms through your pea coat before turning to your boys. Kylo glared at you while you clicked Tobys collar on, giving his a soft kiss to his furry forehead. You gazed up at Kylo, his eyes softening slightly at you.

“I don’t need a miniature Kylo,” you hummed, grabbed your purse and keys off the table. “Not yet.”

———

Kylo was pissed when you got down to the car, he had gotten you a gold Porsche for your birthday earlier in the year. It was brand new, leather interior and state of the art technology. Complete with a personalized license plate that read “Kitten”.

What threw him off was the car seat dog bed you had in the backseat, complete with little safety leashes and toys for Toby to chew on while in the car. All matching the colors of your outfit, and his collar. You had scooped Toby from Kylos arm once you got to the parking garage under the building. Giving him kisses while you clipped his harness to the seatbelt the store had educated you on.

“Why can’t he just go in the trunk? He’s a fucking dog!”

“Kylo!” you hissed, “I’m not letting him tumble around back there, especially with you driving.” You buckled yourself in the passenger seat and batted your eyelashes. Giving Kylo a big smile so he would get in and have a better attitude, if he was freaking out about the dog bed he was going to lose it when he saw Toby in your purse.

The first stop was Chanel, you were picking out gifts for various family members for the holidays. Wallets, scarves, purses, anything you liked was set on the glass counter. Stewing in the corner was your loving man, holding your purse.

With Toby in it.

The shop girls fawned all over the puppy, lifting him from your arms the moment you came in. They all knew who you were from how much time you spent at the store. So they were fine with him being inside, which set Kylo off further. “What do you think of this?” you held up a black purse.

Kylo spoke with a clipped tone, taking deep breaths as he watched you, “I hate it.”

“What?”

“It’s ugly.”

You scrunched your forehead, walking over to Kylo with the purse, “But you liked the other one, what’s wrong with this one?”

“You asked my opinion,” Kylo growled, “And I hate it. I don’t want to buy it and have to carry a dog in it when it’s almost $500.”

“Are you gonna be nasty all day?”

Kylo crossed his arms, slightly squishing Toby as he readjusted, “Maybe.”

Silence.

“Do I have to carry the bags all day?”

“Maybe.”

“Well,” Kylo placed a quick kiss to your forehead before he walked towards the couches, “Looks like Ill be in a bad mood today then.”

Kylo left you alone during the rest of the shopping trip, silently carrying the shopping bags, and Toby. He complained about having to carry him, saying that he had a leash and legs. Toby could at least walk next to him. But you just shook your head, “He’s scared of all the people on the street Kylo, just hold him for a little bit so he knows you love him.”

At the last store you were shopping at, you spied Kylo on the couch once again. Laying on his back, he had Toby suspended in the air with both his hands while he glared at him.

You tip toed over to see what he was doing, and perhaps to intervene in case he decided to chuck the dog like a football.

As you got closer you heard mumbling...

“I don’t see why your mom likes you so much.”

A heavy sigh.

“But you are cute,” he brought him down to his face, letting Toby kiss his nose. A soft chuckle came from his mouth, “Good boy.”

———

i’m SOFT FOR TOBY AND KYLO. YOU CANT KEEP LOVE LIKE THAT APART. 🥰❤️

#adam driver #kylo ren #toby the puppy #KYLO WITH A PUPPY #modren kylo #modern kylo #boyfriend kylo ren

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Does Dr Ren has any tattoos? 👀

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anon... please enjoy this blurb w our favorite physician.

———

The first time you saw Kylo naked was a shock. Since the two of you had your first sexual encounter in his office, you were the only one completely naked. So when the two of you started seeing each other in a more intimate setting. You were able to become acquainted with his nude form.

You were shocked to say the least, this doctor, was akin to a god. Broad, muscled, and carved in every sense of the word. Kylo was a walking masterpiece, you were mesmerized by him, tracing every bit of skin that was revealed to you.

He was unashamed of his form, smugly smiling as he watched your mouth pop open when he took off his shirt. Not only was he ripped with cords of muscle along his forearms and shoulders. But he had tattoos, more than you imagined he would.

Kylos shoulders had deep black lines woven in with his skin, tracing back towards his spine and down to his tail bone. Glyphs in foreign languages littered the plains of his shoulderblades, nothing you could understand. His biceps and upper forearms were adorned in various cohesive artworks. His left arm was adorned with pictures of skulls, demons, and the grim reaper. All surrounded by shadows and more glyphs, whil his other arm was wave after wave of animals. Less intense, but still mirrored the artwork on his left arm.

His legs had three black bands around his thighs, intricately outlined with more runes. Some other descriptions were along his hips, leading across the pale skin towards his manhood.

None of the artwork was childish, each piece was crafted for hours and hours. He had told you one of his best friends from college had a Tattoo Parlour, using him as a guinea pig for their art. Kylo mentioned that most of the black art blocks were coverups of their earlier, shittier, works.

He told you about the different languages across his form, some were names of his family members that he admired. He had a small name scrawled over his heart, thin lettering with a small rose next to it. Belle, for his daughter, he had whispered to you when you ran your fingertip over it.

Along with the tattoos, his skin was cracked with scars. One of them deep enough to carve through the artwork along his right collarbone and pec. The same line drew across his eye, but he said nothing when you traced it.

The two of you laid in bed, completely naked in each other’s arms. Exploring each other’s bodies, lips, tongues, teeth, fingers tracing over every curve. You paid extra attention to his scars, mouthing at the crevice between his neck and jawline where it became visible with his clothing.

Kylo fell asleep while you traced his art, the soft drag of your fingertips lulled him to bed. Humming as you looked over his body, feeling admired and delicate. Something he wasn’t used to in all his time, no one had put in the effort to admire the man he was.

A masterpiece.

#adam driver #kylo ren #modern!kylo ren #modren kylo #doctor ren loves you #doctor ren #surgeon kylo ren

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I👏🏻NEED👏🏻FERAL👏🏻BOYTOY👏🏻KYLE👏🏻RON. GIVE ME ALL THE THINGS THIS ANIMAL WILL DO TO PROTECT YOUR HONOR. SHE SHANT BE LONG😉

YOU SHANT BE LONG BC IM A LITTLE MANIC AND KYLO HAS BEEN AT THE RIME OUT RESORT FOR A WHILE.

enjoy this blrub of kylo being a good boyfriend. and defending your “honor” which just means i didn’t listen to your request.

———

“So whats happening?” Kylo twitched out of your grasp. You had been running your fingers through his damp hair for the past ten minutes, scratching his scalp the way he likes. Both of you were squeezed in your apartments bathroom, too small of a space for your gigantic boyfriend but he didn’t care as long as he was near you.

“I’m just gonna cut your hair,” you mumbled, picking up some of his long locks between your middle and forefinger. Fanning out the ends to inspect his dead ends, he didn’t have many. The man took care of his hair more than most women, but that wasn’t what this was about.

Today, you were cutting his hair to practice for school. You had recently started cosmetology, and the introductory unit to men’s hair was coming up the next week. You had little experience with cutting men’s hair, the only time you’ve done anything was braiding Kylos hair when he’s going to workout. He was very hesitant to let you do anything, you were really good at cutting women’s hair and your own. But he barely let his barber touch his hair without growling, needless to say you had to bribe him with something VERY good.

Kylo hummed at your touch, rubbing the tops of his thighs. He was anxious, he wouldnt stop fidgeting while you were setting up your tools. You don’t think you’ve seen him this stressed out before, but he loved you. He would do anything for you, so he was going to let you fuck around with his hair.

You placed a kiss to his forehead, bringing your hands to clasp on the back of his neck. “You don’t have to baby... I could probably bribe Ben with some food or something...”

He shook his head, “Nope, no. I’m your boyfriend, you can cut my hair.” Kylo angled his head back, looking up into your eyes. “Please just, don’t make me bald. I still have to go to work.”

“You won’t be bald,” you smiled, “However... I thought I’d try a mohawk...”

———

You spent the next few hours going through various stages of cutting his hair. Starting off with trimming, which he loved, and then his anxiety spiked when you starting cutting more. Exposing his ears more and more, mirroring how Ben and Matt styled their hair. Kylo hated his ears, truthfully you hadn’t seen them bare in a few years. Not since he had shaved his head for a bet that he lost...

“Okay,” you sighed, dropping your scissors and comb to the counter. You wiped your hands on your apron, flecks of his black hair had gotten everywhere. Kylo had his eyes closed, taking in deep, calming breaths while you cleaned up some. You pinched his right cheek, “You aren’t bald baby.”

“Mm,” he looked up at you, “Am I going to be upset?”

“Nooo,” you ran your fingers through the remainder of his hair. Taking the time to skim the tops of his ears, earning a flinch from Kylo. You had cut... a lot of it. He looked very different, not as menacing, but still Kylo. Almost younger, like he wasn’t almost 28.

“I did shave the sides though, remember”

Kylo bit his lip, making a high pinched whine as he nodded.

“Could I pierce your ears Ky?”

“What?”

You perched on his lap, wrapping your legs around his waist. He was glaring at you, eyes on fire from your suggestion. You kissed along his jaw, up towards his ear. Skimming against the short hairs that graced the side of his head, “Please?”

“What does that have to do with beauty school?”

You shrugged, “I think it would make you look very beautiful.”

Kylo hummed, kissing your cheek as he thought.

“No.”

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I WAS FEELING SOFT OKAY SOFT FOR BOYFRIEND KYLO. SUE ME. ALSO THIS IS WHAT HIS HAIR LOOKS LIKE.

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