Madness for Two (Derek x Reader)

Roleplay

Standing arms crossed in the walk-in pantry, I felt the last bit of my patience slip through my grasp as I scanned the well-organized shelves for the hundredth time. "Derek! I need your help!" I called into the hallway, my voice bouncing throughout the house. An exacerbated groan echoed in response, followed by Derek's heavy footsteps as he dragged his feet to the kitchen. "Wwwwhat?" he whined, despite shuffling to my side in the pantry. "One of your maids said there was some tea in here, but I've been standing here for half an hour, and haven't seen any. So, you're going to help me" I explained matter-of-factly. Derek scoffed, a smirk drifting across his lips. "You actually drink tea?" he questioned with a raised brow. "As a matter of fact, I do, along with a big percentage of the world. So, are you going to help me?" "...Nerd" he mumbled under his breath, before reaching for a random box on the top shelf. "Thank you~" I chimed, crouching to better view the bottom shelf. "Hey, dumb ass!" Derek suddenly called. Before I could turn to look at him, a cardboard box collided with my head, making me squeak in surprise. Embarrassment washed over me the second I glanced at the box; the words 'Green Tea' indented in gold cursive boldly on display. "Took me one second, shorty" he teased, smile growing wider as he noticed my face turning red. "Oh, shut it!" I snapped, only drawing a chuckle from the man. Grabbing the box, I brushed into the kitchen, restarting the kettle that had turned lukewarm. I set up my mug, before returning the box to an eye-level shelf in the pantry. "So how do you plan to repay me for finding your precious tea?" Derek smirked, sauntering up behind me and placing a wandering hand on my backside. "Do you really need a reward for getting up from your game for ten minutes?" "Well, I was in a pretty heated match, but I paused it just for you~" he mumbled in a lust-filled tone, his lips finding their way to my neck before latching on greedily. I hissed at the sting but leaned back into his chest as I let myself be drowned in his touch.

"Ehem, Mr. Goffard?"

A gentle, male voice broke the hot and heavy silence, immediately putting me on edge as I spun around to see who it was. To my relief, it was one of the many house staff, though it was embarrassing to be caught having such an intimate moment. "Ugh, what is it?" Derek snapped at the man, making no effort to remove his hand from my ass. "I'm sorry for the interruption, sir, but a sizable package was just delivered, and I thought you would like to know of it as soon as possible." Derek processed the words for a moment, before lighting up in excitement. "Oh! Our order is finally here!" he grinned, turning to me, "make your dumb tea and head over to my room. I'll meet you there in a sec." Before I could respond, Derek followed the older man to the front door, leaving me blushing and frustrated. So, with my heart still pumping, I poured the boiling water into my mug, stirring it in the hopes it would steep quicker.

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Stepping into the bedroom, I was taken aback by the giant box on the bed, and a nearly raging Derek looking through his work desk. "What are you looking for?" I asked as I peeked over his shoulder. "Something to open the box with," he grumbled, "I got rid of literally everything sharp..." "You could use a pen" I suggested, reaching around to choose a ballpoint pen from the collection of fountain ones. With little effort, I pierced the tape with the tip, carving the sealed edges open while Derek looked in awe. "That's how the 99% make do!" I beamed, digging into the piles of packing peanuts without waiting for a response. I took hold of the first item to grace my fingertips; a thick, leather-like band that was nearly as wide as my palm. Pulling it into view, blood immediately rushed to my face as I realized what it was.

It was the chastity belt

Derek's hyena-like cackle brought me back to reality. I turned to him as he hunched over in laughter, grasping for the bright red straps between breaths. "Oh, my fucking god!" he hollered, examining the device the second it reached his hands, "this is so...so weird! Let's try it out!" "W-what?! Like, right now?" "Yeah! We gotta see if it even works, so come on, take your pants off!" "...perv" I mumbled under my breath, shrugging my pants past my hips. Derek handed me the belt once he managed to remove the lock holding the straps together. "Aren't you going to take your panties off?" Derek questioned as I pulled the hip band over my underwear. "We're just seeing if it fits, and what if it doesn't? I don't want to get it dirty if we need to return it. Are you ready with the lock?" Derek hummed in response, inching closer to loop the padlock through the buckle, covering and securing my crotch completely. "So? How does it feel?" Derek asked, tugging on the straps to test their strength. "It's Ok, definitely more comfortable than I thought it would be. It kind of feels like a really thick bikini bottom" I shared, wiggling my fingers between the leather and my hips, experimenting with how much I could adjust while locked in. I was pleasantly surprised that I was able to slide two fingers within the remaining gap, plenty to keep my skin from chaffing, while still providing a snug fit. I sat down to test out my range of motion, an instinctual gasp falling from my lips as the inside of the belt brushing against my clit, sending a jolt of pleasure throughout my core. "L-let's see if the key works Ok," I blushed, trying to shoo away my growing arousal, knowing that there were still many items to explore. "Aw, but it looks so good on you~" Derek chimed, unlocking the padlock despite his words. "You better not lose that key," I muttered as I slid off the belt, "put it on a chain or something before you misplace it." "Yeah, yeah..."