Darkiplier X Y/N Fanfiction

Not happy about it

You didn't want to argue back.
He sits on the bed, in his underwear too.
"You are beautiful y/n, I couldn't care less if we have sex or not you hear me"
"But it's-"
"No, whether it is or not it's not okay to force you" he says.
You look up at him.
"I don't think it would be a good idea for us to anyway" he says, almost to himself.
"Why?" You look up at him.
"It would probably hurt for a start" he says, breaking eye contact.
Your cheeks flush red.
"And I wouldn't want to hurt you"
"You wouldn't"
He shakes his head in disagreement.
"I would"
"How?"
"Biting...look y/n" he says looking down at you.
"I'm incredibly strong, I'm not even a human for f*ck sake"
"I'd be fine"
"You would not"
"I would" you say, looking away from him.
"Don't feel like you have to give your body away like that to me...or anyone...okay?" He asks.
"I know, I didn't...I just feel like sometimes you don't want to..."
"Be affectionate?"
You nod slowly.
"I know, I'm sorry...I just couldn't live with the guilt of hurting you" he says, sighing after.
You turn to him .
"You haven't hurt me"
"That's kissing y/n, there's a humongous difference-"
"Why don't you trust yourself?" You ask.
"We are running in circles again" he grumbles.
You look down at the bed, shaking your head slightly. Your stomach had dropped, you didn't like these types of arguments.
A knock at the door, dark lifts you up instantly and swings you over to the other side of him. He sits in front of you, you look at his back.
"Is y/n in here?" A quiet female voice asks.
"Yes, why?" Dark asks.
"We-"
"She's not doing another fitting" he says, shaking his head.
"Yes sir" the maid says. You kneel and look over his shoulder.
"Hey" you call.
The maid turns around, looking slightly shocked.
"Do one tomorrow" you smile and nod. She looks at dark for confirmation.
Silence, she stares at dark awaiting a response.
"I'm doing one and that's it" you say. She nods, and runs off.
"What on earth was that about" you mumble, getting off the bed and walking to the door. You turn and look at dark, he just stares at you.
You try cover yourself, pulling the shirt down slightly.
"What?"
"You can't do another one"
"I want to do another one" you say.
"No y/n, if you didn't have to wear a corset then I'd be perfectly happy for you to do it but-"
"I'll be fine" you say, walking back to him.
"You passed out"
"Because I was hyperventilating, we were arguing I was-"
"The corset enhanced that"
"Please" you ask.
"Fine, I'm not happy about it though"