shackled || dom!male x reader

♡ eight ♡

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???:
Barista.

Y/N:
i want to meet up again

???:
It's getting late, are you sure?

Y/N:
yes.. im surw
*sure

???:
Alright. Where do you want to go?

Y/N:
your place?

I felt my heart race as I asked that. I hope I'm not going too fast.

???:
Coming in ten.

I felt my face grow hot. And I looked at myself in the mirror. I was still wet with the shower towel lazily wrapped around my body. I put my fingers to my lips and played with them in anxiety, staring at myself in the mirror.

I was extremely anxious because usually when dates go to each others houses, it led to sex for all I know. And I know I'm the one that offered, I just couldn't help it, I impulsively asked him after being turned on in the shower.

I started getting ready. As I was preparing myself for the second date, I zoned out.
I kinda wonder what sex with him is like... I wonder if he's experienced... He's very introverted. I wonder if he's shy in bed...
I suddenly snapped back to reality and felt my face grow hot, and I instantly went back to getting ready.

As I went to get a bra, I froze. "Wait-..." I quietly mumbled to myself. Then I dug into my bra drawer, all the way to the bottom. I found it!
It was an unopened lingerie set. It was a gorgeous red and black set with lace and little bows. It was very sexy.
I remember buying this with Natalie when we went to the mall, it was on sale and we both pretty much impulsively bought the same set. I wonder if she'll use it with Samuel.
Should I... Wear this? No... I only went on one date with him.
Calm down Y/N.

I put the lingerie away and started getting ready. I wore a knitted sweater in F/C since it was cold today, along with some leggings. For make up, I hardly did as much as yesterday. As for my hair, it was still wet. So I blew dried it, then tied it up lazily.
I was done, I really didn't to put effort because I seemed to be a little out of it tonight. My impulsive decisions led to this moment.

●ding●

I froze. He's here already? Did 10 minutes pass already? How long was I zoning out and fantasizing for?
I grabbed my phone and opened his message.

???:
I'm here.

Y/N:
okokok im coming

I turned my phone off and grabbed my things, then ran outside. I smiled and felt butterflies when I saw him leaning against his car like yesterday. His outfit was wearing a dark grey sweater along with black jeans. He looked at me as I bounced next to him. I grinned. "Hi regularrr." I cooed. He softly smiled. "Barista. Get in the car, it's cold." He said.
I rolled my eyes. "And what happened to ladies first with the man opening the door for me?" I asked in a 'matter of fact' tone, crossing my arms with a shit eating smirk.
"You're a big girl, you can do it." He encouraged in a tease. I laughed and got into the car, and he did as well.

When we got into the car, he began driving. I put my hands on both sides of the seat I was on. I felt fuzzy feelings growing and growing. My stomach knotted and tied in loops over and over. I moved my legs close together. I zoned out as he drove.
"You're nervous." He said. I looked up at him, but he was staring at the road. I furrowed my eyebrows. "No I'm not." I protested, crossing my legs.
"Yes, you are." He said again, emotionless. I pursed my lips and stared at him. "How would you know?" I asked, fiddling with my fingers.
He stopped at a red light and looked at me. "Your body language." He said. I felt a shiver. "Playing with your fingers, the blank staring." He named, then he looked down at my legs. "And the crossed legs, needless to say, I know what's on your mind." He said, looking back at me, then continuing to drive after the light turned green, his eyes locked on the road.

I felt my face grow hot and I looked away from him. "Well I hate to break it to ya, regular, but you're wrong." I said, crossing my arms and angrily looking out my window.
I heard a soft chuckle emerge from him, making me feel nervous again. "Do you want me to be wrong?" He asked. I glared at him. "Yes." I said. He smiled at me. "Alright. I'm wrong." He mumbled, half to himself. But I know he didn't mean it.

He parked into a driveway, and my curiosity peaked. I looked out the window to see a big house. It was on a slight hill, a little far from the city but still drivable. I furrowed my eyebrows. "Waittt, if you live kinda far, why do you drive like 8 minutes just for a cup of coffee?" I asked, turning to him. He put his car on park and looked at me, turning his car off. "Because it's close to my workplace. And on weekends, I go to study. I find the atmosphere relaxing." He explained. I smiled. "Or maybe you just like meee~" I teased with a giggle, opening my door. He smiled softly. "Highly doubt that." He said.

We left the car and went inside and my god! His house was amazing! It was very modern and very clean. The color theme seemed to set around greyscales, with black pillars connecting to white countertops where a big mirror was held. Next to the mirror was a big hallway wardrobe.
He led me to his living room and it was even more gorgeous! He had a fireplace and a big grey couch with black and white throw pillows on it. There were lots of modern looking decoration and a big TV. The fireplace already had a fire. The sweet sound of it's crackling and flaring relaxed me, especially with how cold it was outside.

We both sat down on the couch. I looked at him.
In that moment, everything overwhelmed me. The warmth and cracking sound of the fire, the house, the knawing feeling of fuzziness, the tightness in my stomach, pleasure, and him. I stared at him. He stared at me back. I felt my legs slowly shuffle, and my fingers tap against each other. My lips pursed and I stared at him, glancing at his lips every now and then. I felt every single thing around me capture me into it's embrace of pure desperation. It was overwhelming, and all I could do was stare at him.

He gave a soft tilt of his head, his gaze warm and soft. He read me. He read my body like a book. And he softly said. "You're hesitating."
I felt every negative consequence from my head disappear the moment he said that, and I instantly started kissing him.