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The mad man and the monster

Alex story (dom) x doyle/paul (dom) x reader (sub)

Plot: you got caught breaking the rules…

Warnings: threesome/bdsm/hard dom(s)/cursing/upsetting themes/blindfold/overstimulation/candle play/blood/talk about guns

Recently your patience had grown thin with alex whole "dont masterbate whilst im not there" rule and you decided that u were going to rebel against it for once in your life.

It was a late Thursday night, you decided to join alex on his tour for Doyle. Some nights u would stand behind stage saying "thats my boyfriend" to every soundcheck man because of how proud you were. But other nights u lay in the hotel room on your phone.

It was now on just over a month of not masterbating and it was starting to get on your nerves, yeah you had waited three months before but thats when you were as obedient as a dog willing to do tricks just for a treat.

"Fuck it, hows he gunna know?" You mumble to yourself, zipping down your fly and opening up twitter. You felt a tinge of excitement rebelling against him. As you watched the man relentlessly pound into the woman you closed your eyes in pleasure imagining it was alex fucking you, instead you lay on the bed, desperately playing with your clit for the thrill you missed so bad. "Fuck..." you winced feeling your high coming, breathing becoming shaky and eyes screwing shut. "Fu-"

*creak*

"Hey darlin" your head shot up to see a stressed out looking alex standing at the door, expression turning more angrier by the second "what the fuck!" "Alex baby i can explain!" You desperately tried to cover for yourself, zipping your fly up and jumping off the bed towards him. "I fuckin told you no masterbating till the tour stops" he growled, blue eyes staring daggers into you. "Its not that easy though, i mis-" "thats it, get on the bed" he said dramaticly, heading towards his bag which he began to zip open "wha-" "just do what i fucking say! And strip, quick"

the clothes you were wearing were quickly ripped off by your own hands for once.

Alex headed towards you and shoved you onto the bed so you were face down on mattress "i told you, very specifically. Not to touch yourself untill tours done" you winced as he began tying a knot with rope around your hands behind your back. "And you cant even fucking do that, we had ONE month left" he reached back into his bag. "You managed three months last time..." "alex baby im-" your talking was mumbled by the ball gag he shoved over your mouth, tightening it at the back.

"Is this okay? I can stop." You nod eagerly, yeah you were upset that he was angry at you and upset with yourself for breaking the rules but god punishments were fun. "Good girl, now what if someone else was here?" What the fuck? A theesome? You and alex spoke alot about having them and having one right now doesnt sound too bad... once again, another eager nod left your head. Not long after he put a blind fold on you and noise proof headphones.

You could no longer feel his touch or the warmth of his body around you, suggesting he had gone. You scooted onto your knees while you could, wondering to yourself who the fuck the other person could be. Probably brandon to be honest.

Suddenly you felt someone crawl behind you on the bed. Their arms came down, around the bottom of your waist. You could tell it was alex with the feeling of his scars.with a quick move he pushed you over so your ass was in the air. You felt another body crawl onto the bed infront of you, their huge hand softly lifted your head up. Fingers rough and stone like.

Behind you alex started moving his hard dick along your folds, your arms straining against the rope and muffled whines. The man infront continued to softly play with your cheeks and scalp as if to calm you. Quickly alex thrusted into you and the man infront hoisted you up by your neck to give alex a better angle. The headphones worked surprisingly well, all you could hear was the moans that were practically killing to let out.

Alex had began sucking on your neck, his small but fast thrusts continued. The other started playing with your nipples, still holding you up by the neck. Both equally making your legs shake. You let out a gutteral moan that wasnt even intentional as the ball gag was removed, leaving spit to run down your chin but that quickly went away when the man infront of you licked it up. Alex kept his pace, pushing you down by your back. You could feel your orgasm coming FAST since you hadnt finished earlier, moans fell out your mouth without care or meaning but were cut off harshly by the random guys dick being shoved down your throat. He was HUGE, bigger than you had ever felt so you couldnt help but gag. He continued to shove his dick down your throat, both going in and out at the same time. Eventually you gave in, pulsing around alex and moaning around the other, the vibrations and clenching making both of their dicks pulse.

Your headphones were removed, all you could hear was skin slapping and two men grunting. Next it was your blind fold and you were met with doyle, shoving your nose to his belly (or atleast trying) with a evil smile on his face. "Suprise!" He said in his new jersey accent. Your eyes opened up in shock, doyle was a really private person and had been described as 'shy' on many occasions. "Okay bud ill go sit at the side" "thanks man" doyle pulled you off him leaving you gasping for air while alex grabbed your hair, picking up his pace. Overstimulation was the making everything fuzzy and your eyes roll to the back of your head.

"You like this baby? You like when i make your feel so overstimulated you cant even remember your own name?" Alex spoke into your ear, a small nod is all you were able to give "good girl, say thankyou to paul for helping me" you let out a moan feeling alex's dick hit that one spot that drives you insane. "Say thankyou, slut. He didnt have do be here" you shakily raise your head to look at the hulk like man. He sat, slowly stroking himself on the chair that stood across from the bed. "Thankyou doyle" you struggle out, eyelids heavy and arms sore from the ropes that still held them together. "My pleasure". Your boyfriends thrusts became sloppy and he started to twitch, you smiled knowing that you wouldnt be embarrassed infront of the guitarist much longer.

"Fuck im gunna cum darlin" overstimulation was turning back into pleasure, giving you back the ability to talk properly. Suddenly you felt warm liquid drip onto your back and alex grunting, you turn back to see him cutting his chest again. He lay down on you now, whimpering like a mad man. With one last powerful thrust he came inside you, he didnt wait for long though. He got up only seconds after and doyle stood up too, walking over to you while alex took a seat on the chair.

“Do whatever you want just ask her if its alright before hand" alex instructed, doyle nodding in response. HIM TOO? You felt his eyes drag over your used body, covered in sweat and blood "im going to tie your arms differently, is that okay?" "Yeah sure..." you glanced up at alex in embarrassment, he gave you a smile and a small laugh. Doyle undid the ropes, freeing your arms and letting you move them around abit. Effortlessly he flipped you round so you were on your back looking up at him before retying your arms to the bed frame at the bottom of the bed and positioning himself in between your legs. He hadnt gotten the chance to take his makeup or devil lock out so he looked even more intimidating than he does without it all. Slowly he dragged his tip up to your clit, moving it around in circles to start himself off.

You couldnt lie to yourself and say you werent terrified of his dick, it was atleast 8-9 inches. A literal meat bat.

“You ready?” His eyes catch you, you nod to him and smile incase he was nervous. He looked down at his dick while he was lining it up with your hole “words, you have them right?” Damn maybe he isnt nervous “y- OH FUCK” his hips slammed into yours and with no effort at all he slotted his arms under your thighs, lifting your legs up to his shoulders. “Good girl” he praised, his dick hitting a spot you didnt even know existed, bringing you to heaven. Repeatedly he slammed into you while you screamed in pain and pleasure. “Can i?” Doyle said to alex, you couldnt think straight enough to even care what he was saying. With what your assuming was a nod by alex doyle reaches his arm over to the candle that had been burning out for a good few hours now. “This okay?” He now asks you, still slamming into you yet talking like he usually done.

You had never experienced with candles before but didnt hate the idea, its not as if you weren’t already in pain.

“Go ahead..” you struggled. He sped up significantly faster while pouring the hot liquid on you slowly. “Good girl, taking me so well” this was a surprise since you were barley holding it together, feeling like you might tear by the seams at any second. The hot wax reached your breasts now making you whine even more. He coated you from your belly button all the way up to your neck till there was none left, putting it back on the side table. The knot in your stomach came back again, you tugged your arms desperately wanting to grab onto something. Doyle thought it made you uncomfy so instantly untied them, you looked up at him in confusion “you looked uncomfy” then, yet again, like it was nothing. He picked you up, headed to the nearest wall and held you up by your thighs. This gave him a new angle to pound you and he took it as he pleased, moaning like a monster.

You came round him minutes ago now but he probably didnt notice due to how fast he was going. You just wrapped your arms around him and clawed his back in exhaustion, in your own way, begging him to stop rearranging your guts.

His muscles started straining and his moans became more gutteral “im gunna cum” he mumbled ‘THANK GOD’ you thought, you could already feel the pain you would as soon as he pulled out. And after a few excruciating long minutes he finished inside of you, mixing his and alex’s cum together.

Carefully he lay you down on the bed and pulled out of you. Both the men stood above you observing your sweaty body that was covered in blood, burned by candle wax and had cum spilling out of it “thanks man” alex spoke, the pain you felt was one you had never felt before. “No bother, that was pretty great thanks for talking me into it” “no problem ill know who to call next time then” “ill let you look after her, see ya” doyle took his clothes and shoved them on while walking out the hotel room.

“Wait there babe ill run you a bath” you lay in exhaustion, everywhere pulsing and sore. You prayed hed never call doyle for this sorta shit ever again.

After helping you into the bathroom alex sat you down in the bath, you hadnt spoken or even opened your eyes properly. “Im not happy about earlier, but you really took your punishment well” a loose smile crept up your face “you okay honey?”. You looked at him with a straight face “am i okay? Did you see the size of his fucking cock?” Alex began laughing, lying back on the bathroom floor “man when i saw it i got the fright of my life” “YOU DID? He rearranged my fuckin insides” you laughed along “cmere, scootch closer to the side so i can peel the wax off”

He did as he promised, peeling every little bit off and laughing when the ones from your boobs traced your nipple perfectly.

“You want me to clean your cut?” You suggested, bathtime coming to an end “babe i just want you to sleep this off, ill get it myself” “thankyou, ill get the next one”

Alex lifted you onto the bed were he lay two towels for you to lie on. He lay beside you and scooped you into a cuddle. “So why did you come back early?” “The show got cut off because some silly fucker brought a gun” “A GUN?” “Yeah but i guess im safe so its fine, i was just exited for tonight” “well at least you still have over a month of shows” you both went silent thinking of different things, minds drifting off. “Alex… theres blood allover the sheets” “ill just say you were on your period” “thats right, put the blame on me” “well it was kinda your fault we got into this position” you thought for a moment “ugh good night babe” he laughed against your neck “night night dear”

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The Spark - Chapter 2 - Envious Escape | Poe Dameron

Pairing: Poe Dameron x OC

Links: Chapter 1

Summary: When her childhood best friend recruits her during an undercover mission for the Resistance, Captain Kara Embers embraces her family legacy and joins the fight against the First Order. As the secrets of her past come to light, Kara never expects to be training with her mom’s best friend, flying her father’s ship, and falling in love with the Yavin-4 boy who always said he’d be the galaxy’s best pilot.

A/N: Time for Chapter 2 - where we get the grand escape of TFA out of the way and learn a little more about our girl, Kara. This also sets us up to head into a little more of our own adventure here... BIG thank you to all those who have liked and reshared so far. There's plenty more to come.. so lets keep it rolling.

Timeframe: This story takes place right around The Force Awakens (i.e. Poe’s Interrogation Scene), but as it continues it may stray into the other chapters or establish it’s own timeline. We’ll see where this adventure takes us.

Warnings: violence, language, sarcasm, moodiness, whump, lil fluff, kissing

Kara landed back on D'Qar as the sun started to set, quickly jumping from the cockpit of the X-Wing and releasing BB-8 to go immediately to General Organa.

She didn't get too far across the hanger before running into Leia herself. BB-8 was already chirping and beeping erratically at her feet, clearly distressed.

"Hey, relax there buddy." She waved to the droid, catching a glimpse of the young woman he had arrived with in her peripheral vision. "Kara, welcome back." She said with a smile. It quickly faded when she saw the helplessness riddled across her pilot's face.

"General." Kara said, her voice catching in her throat as tears started falling. She quickly wiped them away and yanked her hair out of the tight bun she wore when she flew. She went to speak again and Leia held her hand up to silence her, knowing immediately what she was about to say.

"They got Poe."

All Kara could do was nod as Leia wrapped her in a hug. The entire hanger fell silent as Kara gave into the overwhelming sense of dread that she'd been harboring since leaving Tuabul.

"Come, we'll discuss this in my quarters."

It took a few minutes of guided meditation for the general to get her young captain to calm down. They both had been working for a few months on strengthening Kara's connection with the Force and using it to help center her emotions. Leia watched her hover slightly off the floor as she continued to even out her breathing.

Leia also found herself dealing with more anxiety than usual. While this certainly wasn't Poe's first rodeo as a captive, but it was his first run-in with her estranged son since they were pre-teens. She could only hope that Poe would air on the side of caution...

Leia turned her attention back to the girl in front of her and brushed a few strands of her hair out of her face as she continued to rebalance her energy. Kara reminded her a bit of herself when she was in her late 20's. The girl was a spitting image of her mother, Athena Embers, who was a close friend of Leia's in the early Rebellion. Athena was a talented medic, serving as the medical general until Kara was born. She also had trained with some of the most legendary Jedi masters to have ever lived and what she couldn't fix with a scalpel or stitches, she likely could with the Force.

"Kara, you gotta talk to me." She pressed, keeping her voice as soothing as possible. As much as Leia's heart yearned to simply be a mother-figure to a girl she had helped raise, she was also her commanding officer. They were still at war and her squadron commander was a prisoner.

Kara opened her eyes and looked to the older woman in the room, pulling herself back from the Force. "I'm sorry Leia." She said, sounding a lot more in control than she did when she landed; "BB-8 has the map. I'm sure he's shared that by now."

"He has. He's very much like his master, eager to please." Leia smiled. Kara's shoulders relaxed completely. Her usual look of determination returning to her features.

"Poe and I were seen as we headed back to the ship." Kara explained, "There were troopers all over the place so we ducked into a hut to see if we could wait them out." She briefly cast her glance to a landing ship out the window and then continued;

"All of a sudden, we heard several screams and Poe just couldn't stay still. He took his blaster and told BB-8 to make sure we went straight home." Leia could feel the girl's fear and frustration as she recalled the tense moment with her Commander.

"I protested, insisting I wouldn't leave him behind. Poe gave me his most reassuring look, promised me that he always comes home, and ran out the door to save the villagers anyway."

Kara's eyes went to the ceiling as she tried to keep herself from breaking down completely again. The young captain knew it wouldn't have mattered what she said in the moment, the man was going to do whatever he planned to do. She was pissed at herself for following what seemed like a ridiculous order. Especially given their relationship.

"Always the hero." Leia rolled her eyes.

Kara giggled past her resurfaced tears; "Always."

"He does always come home. It's just not without a few broken bones. He can't ever keep his mouth shut." Leia sat down next to Kara, wrapping her arm around her strong shoulders and squeezing. She knew exactly how she felt.

The room fell silent again as both women worried about Poe's inevitable encounter with Ren but found their feelings to vanish as they thought of his strong wit, unbridled courage, and big heart.

"We will send a party out for him, worst case scenario." The general in Leia said, assuring her captain that they wouldn't give up on one of their own. "They know we'll be coming."

There was a knock on the door. Leia rose to open it. Lieutenant Connix was standing there, looking like she had just seen a ghost.

"He's back." She said,

Without hesitation, all three women took off toward the hanger.

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Poe woke up to find himself still strapped to the chair in the interrogation pod. He ached from his earlier ordeal, his head still feeling like it had been crushed by an AT-AT.

"Good Morning Commander." An all too familiar voice came from the darkness.

Poe sighed as an unmasked Kylo Ren stepped into the light. He seemed a bit too giddy for someone as brooding as he usually was.

"Couldn't get enough of me huh?" The sarcasm dripped from Poe's tired words. The few hours of unconsciousness had restored his sense of humor. At least a little bit. Poe was about to deliver another one-liner when both men froze. A too-familiar female scream echoed through the vents.

Poe's blood ran cold. Ren stepped a bit closer with a smug grin plastered across his face. There was another scream, but this time Poe could hear his name.

"Let her go."

"You know it doesn't work like that, Dameron."

Ren continued to force-project fake screams through the pod, watching the Resistance pilot squirm with each one. Poe squeezed his eyes shut, hoping to deafen the cries. Kylo could feel his guilt. The man really thought she was here, begging for him to save her.

It didn't take long for the screaming Poe thought was real, to be replaced with his own. Ren wanted to know more about his relationship with Kara. He needed to know more and he knew exactly how he was going to get the information. Especially while it was ripe for the taking.

Kylo probed again. Where was she now? Was she in love? Better yet, why had his mother taken a special interest in her? Ren couldn't help himself, suddenly wanting all the details of the life he'd walked away from.

Poe wasn't strong enough to fight him today, and Ren torturing him with the replays of his deepest secrets and fondest memories was just a miserable bonus.

It was a peaceful night on Yavin 4 as Poe and Kara sat on the front porch of the Dameron Ranch. The Force tree was only a stone's throw from them as they admired the stars. Poe was nervous but hid it well from his friend. He noticed that her hair was down for the first time in weeks, as laughter and stories chorused from inside his childhood home. It had been awhile since Kes Dameron had any part in a Resistance mission. Han was sure to remind him of that, especially after a few beers.

The mission earlier that day had gone well. Leia, Chewy, Jessika, Snap, and several other squadron pilots had joined them to ensure its utmost success. Now, they were all taking in a brief celebration and enjoying their first quiet night in months.

Kara put her hand on top of Poe's, turning his attention back to just them.

"Thanks for saving my butt today." She said, smiling at the pilot as he looked from her hand into her green eyes. Poe had never seen them this soft. They were almost always fierce and strong, just like she was.

"I've always got your back, Stargirl. You know that." He scooted a little closer and carefully tucked a blonde strand behind her ear. Kara blushed as her nickname rolled off his tongue.

"I could have died." She whispered, her own nerves getting the better of her for a second. Kara had flown her X-Wing a little too close to surface as she flanked the Millenium Falcon in an attempt to escort the ship off Nar Shadda. She had just narrowly missed being shot down by a bounty hunter before they all made the jump to hyperspace.

"Not on my watch." He whispered back, letting his gaze fall to her lips as he leaned in. He gently guided her face to his, kissing her softly in the faint glow of Yavin's moon. After initially being surprised, her lips moved with his and her hands played with the hair at the base of his neck. She deepened the kiss with a small tug. Poe's heart went wild.

She broke away to catch her breath, resting her forehead against Poe's, their noses still brushing slightly. Poe reluctantly pulled away slowly as he heard his father's laughter echo through the grove of trees around the ranch, signaling that they wouldn't be alone for too much longer. He noticed Kara smile as she saw Leia coming out the front door to join them.

"You two troublemakers ok out here?" She inquired. The general did her best to appear like she didn't know that the two had just shared a kiss that caused a swell in the Force. She knew that Kara was aware of her Force-sensitivity, but wasn't sure if Poe was aware of his or his friend's for that matter.

"Of course, General. Just admiring the stars." Poe replied with one of his trademark smiles. Leia sat down to Poe's right, wrapping her arm around his shoulders, glancing at the sky and then stealing the full attention of the young man.

"You've always been obsessed with the sky, Commander." She said as Poe laughed. "It's your first true love."

"Well, if that doesn't remind you of someone, I think we'll have to get divorced." Han joked as he took up a seat next to Kara. She couldn't help but notice the admiration in his eyes as he smiled at his wife. Han hugged Kara in the same way that Leia had Poe, taking a moment to enjoy the true sense of family they all felt right there on the porch. Both Generals had been apart of the young pilots' lives since they were kids. They had a hand in raising them and were now training and caring for them as they established themselves as the exceptional fighters they both were today. Kes took in the scene from the front door, wishing his wife was there to see their little family all together again. Poe felt more at peace in the moment than he had in years. He could finally admit that while they were still at war, things looked like they were going to be alright.

Kylo pulled out of Poe's mind, smashing the control panel on the wall in a jealous rage. He knew it. His parents had replaced him. They replaced their family with one they believed they should have had all along. Leave it to Han Solo and Leia Organa to find two almost orphaned, force-sensitive pilots who were headstrong and gave more of a shit about others than themselves.

It didn't matter to them that he was born with raw strength in the Force and had the potential for limitless power. Even his legendary Jedi uncle had tossed him aside.

They'd all pay for their mistake.

Kylo Ren glared blindly at the man he had captive in front of him, contemplating hitting him with enough Force lightning to stop his heart. Before he could decide, two stormtroopers came quickly into the room.

Ren hissed at the interruption, abruptly turning his attention to them, "Supreme Leader, General Hux, is requesting your presence on the bridge."

"On my way."

He put his helmet back on and left Poe, barely conscious, again without another word.

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The TIE fighter they crash-landed burst into flames after Finn and Poe had gotten away and collapsed in the hangar. Both men were weak, bloodied, and injured, but Poe was fading faster than his new companion.

"Get him to the med bay! Now!" The Red Squadron commander shouted as his men scooped up Poe's limp frame and carried him further into the base. Several others grabbed firefighting gear and headed out to deal with the unsalvageable ship.

Leia and Connix tended immediately to Finn, ensuring he was indeed here to join the cause and had helped Poe return home for the right reasons. The last thing the Resistance needed was a mole. They had made it this long without one and that wasn't about to change.

Kara followed the Red Squadron pilots that had assisted Poe into the medical wing and stood back when she got a better look at her friend. He had a handful of broken ribs, a concussion and needed stitches for deep cuts on his wrists from whatever restraints the First Order had used on him. The doctor set him up with an IV of liquids, a sedative, and plenty of painkillers before leaving him in his own room to rest. Kara slipped into the room just a few minutes after the nurse finished injecting his medications into the IV. She couldn't believe how weak he looked. His usually strong presence was barely there.

"Dammit Poe." Kara whispered, taking his fingers in her hand as she sat in the chair next to his bed.

She squeezed his hand as she listened to his heart rate monitor beep methodically. The man who had returned with him stood at the door. He was bandaged up a bit but relatively unscathed. He looked a bit nervous when he made eye contact with her.

"He'll be ok. In a few days, they'll throw him out of here." Kara said with a small smile. She caught herself as the man's features softened with her polite update on the unconscious pilot in front of them; "I'm Kara. Poe and I are in the same squadron."

"Finn." He said, relaxing a bit more as Kara invited him to come sit across from her. Finn had already seen many of Poe's injuries as they executed their great escape but was also shocked to see how bad they really were. Shaking his head, he finally asked; "Is he always so..."

"Reckless?" Kara said with a laugh, squeezing Poe's hand again as she spoke. "Yes."

"Ren put him through a lot." Finn admitted. "He was already beaten up pretty bad when I got to him."

"And yet, he was still strong enough to fly."

Finn chuckled; "Yea, I can't explain that."

"It's ok, no one can." General Organa said, now standing in the doorway of Poe's room. She surveyed the sleeping pilot as she stepped into space and closed the door. "Thank you Finn, for bringing him back to us."

"Thank you for allowing me into your ranks, General."

"You took quite the risk to save our Commander. It's the least we could do." She shook his hand, instilling a trust in Finn that reassured Kara that he was truly an ally. Leia refocused back on Poe, sighing as she recognized the signs of physical and mental torture. She sensed her estranged son's rage in Poe's unusually weak aura. Kara could feel the General's anguish and noticed the few tears that slipped down her cheeks. Leia stepped back silently, taking in a deep breath as she remembered that Kara wasn't the only one there;

"We'll debrief on this later. Call me if he wakes up." She said firmly and briskly left the room.

Neither of them addressed Leia's abrupt departure. The former stormtrooper and Captain talked for a few hours more before Finn left for his new quarters and Kara slid her chair closer to the side of Poe's bed. She rested her head against his shoulder as she continued to hold his hand.

"I always come home, Stargirl. Now, go with BB-8. I'll see you soon."

His voice echoed in her mind. In all their years' of knowing each other, Poe had only ever lied to her once. She couldn't even really blame him for that one time either. As damaged as he was this time, he had stayed true to his word. Kara's eyes fell to the ring looped on a chain around his neck as it rose and fell on his chest. It was times like these where she firmly believed that his mother was protecting him from the beyond. Anyone else would have come back dead, but not Poe.

Kara closed her eyes, allowing herself to relax. Poe was alive... safe... and it didn't take her too long to fall asleep next to him.

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