shackled || dom!male x reader

♡ twenty ♡

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"Um, I'll get wa-" Samuel said, but Natalie interrupted him. "Can we all get water and Chardonnay?" She asked.
I squinted my eyes in confusion and looked at my regular. "What's Chardonnay?" I asked in a whisper. He looked down at me, then back at the waiter. "A French white wine. It's fruity, so you might like it." He mumbled back.

I perked up. We're drinking wine? Knowing Natalies mom, she wouldn't condone this. But Natalie has been drinking for years so it wasn't a big concern.
I then scooched closer to my regular, craving the feeling of being close to him. He wrapped his hand around my arm and pulled me in closer to him, which reassured me.

The waiter began writing down our drinks. "Alright, and that'll be all?" He asked, glancing at all of us. Samuel nodded. "Yep." He said.
The waiter said. "That'll be right out." Then walked off.

Natalie grinned and looked at me. "Oh, don't tell my mom." She said. "She'll kill me." She continued on with a roll of her eyes. I laughed and snuggled into my regular. "Oh I know that. Remember that time when we were 10, she got mad at us because we pretended our apple juice was alcohol and we pretended to be drunk?" I asked. She started laughing.
"And remember how much your mom panicked for our futures when we pretended French fries were cigarettes?" She asked. I laughed at the memory.
Me and Natalie had some great times together.

Natalie turned to Samuel. "When she was 6," She began, pointing at me. I perked up. "-she had an imaginary friend named Tobi. He was a big rainbow fluffy monster with 3 eyes. And after she told me about him, I started to see him too. And he was our 3rd best friend til we were 8." She exposed, grinning. I blushed and laughed. "Aww, I miss Tobi." I said with a soft giggle. She laughed. "Yeah. But then we got older." She said with a roll of her eyes.

The waiter then came up to our table and put down 4 glasses of water, 4 more empty glasses and the bottle Chardonnay. He then grabbed a bottle opener and popped off the cork.
Samuel grabbed the bottle and poured a responsible amount into his and Natalies cup. He then passed the bottle to my regular, and my regular poured for me and him.

Hesitant, I grabbed my glass, and gave a sip. My eyes widened and I drank more and more. I felt my regular nudge me. "Liking it, I see." He said. I looked up at him, taking another sip. "It's really good! Try!" I said, then leaned my glass up to him. He drink a little out of it then rubbed his mouth with his sleeve. "You know I had my own glass, right?" He asked, softly smiling down at me.
I grinned at him. "It wouldn't be as romantic, now would it, regular?" I asked with a soft head tilt. He smiled softly. "I don't do romance." He joked... I think.

I rolled my eyes and sipped the wine again, then again... Then again. He then grabbed the glass from me. "Alright, slow down. You'll get alcohol poisoning." He softly said.
I pouted at him. "Don't make me drink yours." I threatened. He didn't answer, just kept my glass away from me.
I leaned my hand towards his glass.
He looked out the window. "Grab that glass and you'll be punished, barista." He muttered to me.
I looked up at him and bit my tongue. Punished? What does he mean by that?
I narrowed my eyes. That only gave me more reason to grab his glass now! I grabbed his glass and took a sip out of it.

I looked up at him to see his reaction. He gently shifted his gaze from the window to me and eyed me down. I shuttered with excitement and smirked. "Punish me then, Mr. Dominant." I mocked him. He remained unphased. "Open your legs." He demanded. My eyes widened slightly and my legs closed tight, my face growing red. "What? In a restaurant?" I asked. He stared at me in reply. Oh my god, he was serious.
Blushing, I looked away, slightly opening my legs.
I saw him take an item out of his pocket, then he moved his hand to my thigh. I felt him tamper with my panties and move them out the way. My face was probably a tomato at this point and embarrassed, I closed my eyes, hoping my shuddering wasn't too visible. He then placed something rubbery onto my clit, then fixed my panties, then my dress.

I instantly opened my eyes and looked around the restaurant, and Natalie and Samuel. Luckily, no one was looking at me.
I then snapped my gaze angrily at my regular. "You fucking assh-" I began, but I broke into a soft moan as I felt a small but intense vibration against my clit.
I blushed and covered my mouth, quickly shifting my gaze up to Natalie and Samuel to see if they heard me. Extremely fortunate for me, they didn't.

My legs closed shyly, and I looked up at my regular. He looked down at me. "What happened barista?" He asked. Natalie seemed to hear him because she looked at him, then at me in curiosity.
I looked down at my regulars hands. He was holding a small remote control it seemed, but with settings. I looked at Natalie and smiled. "Yeah, I'm okay guys." I reassured. "There's just a fucking mosquito flying around my ear." I continued, glaring at my regular.

He slightly narrowed his eyes at me, then pressed down on the button.
I bit my lip, then pursed them, hopping in my seat a bit as the vibrator perfectly vibrated intensely on my clit. I felt small shocks of pleasure electrocute my body.
I shut my eyes close, holding back any form of moan or pant.
Then he let go of the button, and the vibrations stopped.
I sighed in relief and ecstacy, then crossed my arms.

Opening my eyes, I noticed Natalie and Samuel staring at me. I blushed. "I-I'm on my period. Cramps." I lied, my voice growing a little shakier. Samuels eyes widened and gently shifted away.

Then I snapped my gaze up at him, my eyes narrowing and my eyebrows furrowing. He looked down at me, his eyes full of an unreadable, but dominant energy.

This is gonna be a long night.