Edward'sChipper rec: Working Out the Kinks

Working Out the Kinks

By: ItHappened

Hello fans of the Darkest Temptations, my fellow lovers of purvy proclivities, dark deliciousness, and, dare I say it…Cullenman cunnilingus (look it up: dictionary.com). Since this is my first official rec for DT and all of you, I’d thought we’d start out with a bang. Heh. It’s the last week of all things Darkisle here, and what better way to end it then with a naughty, commanding, firm, and oh soooo…Domisle, eh? (That's for all of my Canadian pals. Ahem, Alexis.)


So I begin where I began, with one of the first fics I ever read (even before MoTU). I’ll say up front it’s chock full of BDSM, so if that ain’t your thang…well, you probably wouldn’t be on this site, now would ya? *winks*


Summary from ItHappened: Bella is forced to explore her darker side as she struggles to learn what has happened to her old childhood friend Alice. Dark themes. B/C x A/C

When first reading that summary my eyes, like yours most likely, immediately latched onto “forced to explore her darker side”. Hey, I can admit it. I like a Darkella. I think the canon virginal tease we all either love or hate has a tiger inside just waiting to be tamed. But I digress…

Bella is in college at UCLA (that’s University of California-Los Angeles), and spots an old friend half way through the semester in her History class, a once “vibrant” person, “bubbly, outgoing, and always one of the better friends”, who now seems different – emotionless, sleep-deprived, and wearing a strange choker-like necklace of black leather.

Hmmmm.

She follows her after class, needing to find out why her old friend’s personality has radically changed from what she knew in grade school:
"Alice!" I called out to her. I saw her flinch when she heard her name and stop in her tracks. Hesitantly, she turned her head and looked over at me. Her fearful glance made me stop heading towards her and I almost felt that she was giving me a silent warning that I shouldn't have tried getting her attention.

A slick black Mercedes appeared in front of my changed friend, and the engine purred beautifully when it came to a stop at the curb. The glass was almost completely tinted, and the only thing I could see inside was a large shadowy figure in the driver's seat. Alice closed her eyes and took in a breath before turning and opening the passenger door. The car's door lifted up, instead of out like most car doors did. The man inside had a large build and wore a dark suit that hugged his body perfectly. He was dressed impeccably. The way you would expect the owner of such an expensive car to dress. His right hand was firmly gripping the gear shift in the middle of the car and his other hand had the steering wheel grasped firmly on top. There was a dark, large ring on his fourth finger and when my eyes traveled further up his body, I heard myself gasp quietly. His blond hair was parted to one side and stood perfectly still on the top of his head. Not one part of him was out of place.

The man's face was angelic, yet with a hint of something sinister. His jaw line trailed down the side of his cheek, and his eyes, whose color I couldn't discern since the car was so dark, were on me the entire time. I suddenly felt as if he was challenging me in a way, controlling me with his gaze and pressuring me to back down and look away. But I didn't. I just kept staring at him the entire time it took for Alice to slide into the car and close the door over her. In the shadow of the darkened window, I saw his head finally turn back towards the road and he shifted the car into gear and sped off. What ever had happened to Alice, I had a feeling that that man driving had something to do with her dramatic change of personality.

Well, duh.

Bella decides to do some research, spotting a parking tag on the mysterious man’s Mercedes that indicates he’s either faculty or staff at the hospital, and…dun duh duh, she finds he is a previous resident from a hospital in Forks, Washington, a gynecologist specializing in…wait for it… Prolapse, Vaginal and Pelvic Support, and Vaginal Reconstruction. (Move over, Mel Gibson. For those of you going huh? that’s a, I hesitate to use the word old so, former SNL skit.)
Let’s all lick our lips together, shall we?

After a close call with said Mercedes, a driving Dr. Cullen, and a docile Alice, Bella decides she needs to find out what’s wrong with her friend. The only way to do that is to pay the good doctor a visit, as a new patient. Yes, I said a new patient. She’s never seen a male doctor before for the “hey, how’s it going down there” appointment.
Dr. Cullen turned his head to look over his shoulder. "Place your feet on the stirrups," he repeated, stressing the words.

"Oh," I fumbled. "Sorry."

Hesitantly, I pushed my legs to work right and placed them into the clothed metal rests that exposed all of me to him. The paper dress I wore blocked my view, but I could see his face well enough when he turned around and headed towards me. He didn't look at all phased by what he could obviously see. It was just another gynecology appointment to him, but to me, it was like a new chap ter in my life.

I threaded my hands together on my lap and closed my eyes.

"Take a deep breath and relax, Isabella." Dr. Cullen tried easing my discomfort as he placed one hand on my lower abdomen. Helplessly, I did as he instructed, and inhaled a lung full of air and then exhaled. The moment I did so, I felt his fingers slide into my body smoothly. The feeling of him caused me to let out a slight moan. Dr. Cullen had been looking at the time, but snapped his attention back to me when he heard my tiny groan.

"Relax your muscles," he said, almost in a whisper. Again, I did as he said and felt his hand push down while his fingers worked expertly around inside of me. This wasn't supposed to be anything sexual in nature, but having such an attractiv e man touching me like this was hard not to enjoy.

"When was your last period?" His question brought the sexual level to an all-time low.

I swallowed the knot that had built up in my throat and looked up at the halogen lights in the ceiling.

"About three weeks ago," I replied after a beat.

Dr. Cullen's fingers suddenly left my body, forcing me to suppress another moan. When I looked back up at him, I thought I had c aught a glimpse of a grin on his lips before he turned around and walked over to the counter to prepare the next part of my exam.

"So, you know Alice," he mused, keeping his back to me. In shock, I watched him remove the latex gloves on his hands with a loud snapping noise and tossed it into the trash bin. I felt like I had been caught with my hand in the cookie jar. And with most of my clothes still discarded on the chair beside me, there wasn't a good chance I could quickly get out of that room with my decency still intact.

I told myself to remain calm. To keep relaxed, just as he had told me to do moments ago.

"Yes," I said, after a moment to regain my composure. "I do."
Dr. Cullen spun around on his heel, carrying a metal tray full of supplies for my pap smear. He walked back over to my outstretched legs, dragged a stool up to take a seat, and placed the tray down somewhere I couldn't see. I could see his arms moving, but not knowing where they were was hard to deal with. My ears pulsed hot with the blood rushing through my head as we stared at each other, challenging each other. I felt something touch my leg—his hand—and then felt the pressure of the speculum pushing forcefully into me. It felt tight, and slightly uncomfortable, only because he hadn't prepared it with the bottle of medical lube I had noticed on the metal tray. I finally looked away from him, in defeat.

"Why are you here?" he asked me as I felt the click of the speculum opening me up. Gently, he squeezed the inside of my t high. When I glanced back at Dr. Cullen, I found his eyes looked as if a violent storm was brewing inside. My heart raced frantically against my chest.

"I want..."

Getting words out of my mouth was proving to be more than a challenge.
"What do you want, Isabella?"

Ooh, hello. Now, being the titillating rec'er that I am, I'm not giving you Bella's response, nor do I think I’m spoiling anything for anyone by the above, on the contrary. For those of you who are wondering, there is a VERY naughty Edward in this, though not the kind you would expect, and a very nummy Jasper makes an appearance as well.
I can guarantee, if you’re like me which I’m sure you are if you’re reading this, you will be tangled up in sweet, wet knots while reading Working Out the Kinks. I’m also happy to report that ItHappened has started a sequel entitled Breaking the Chains, and all I can say is…
Yippee, Ki-yay Kinksters!!

Now I’m a FIRM believer in love for any author who dares to put his/her work out there for pleasure/torture of us lascivious fanfic readers, so remember to review like the whores we are. If there’s a fic out there deserves a good smack on the ass, do me a favor and send me the info so I can pop in on it and have a looksee: foreveredwards7@gmail.com

Oh, and leave me some love in a form of a comment and let me know if I should continue this gig, or the girls from DT should flog and whip me now. *smiles innocently*

Until next time, may your Darkest Temptations be served…