"I don't think I've ever seen you so excited." Diluc Ragnvindr said as he smirked.
She blushed furiously in response. He was always so good at calling her out. They've been together for a couple of months now, and he could read her better than she could read herself. "I think you're more excited than me, but you're just not admitting it." She said a little haughtily.
The truth was, Diluc was right. Diva was beyond excited about their vacation. She had finally convinced Diluc to take a few days off from Dawn winery and trust that his staff would be able to manage without his input. He had purchased a trip for them, sparing no expense, just for a short weekend getaway. Diluc was a busy man, so they've never spent this long in private before. She wanted to get to know him on a deeper level, and see if he could really be the one for her.
Diva had long curly black hair, and was a few feet shorter than the man walking next to her. She was wearing a matching tube top and skirt, which had the same beautiful yellow floral pattern. She wasn't really the type to show off her body, as she had always been insecure about that. But being with Diluc for so many months, with girls around them constantly jealous of their relationship, she finally knew she was worth being loved. And so, she was getting more and more comfortable with wearing revealing and tighter clothes, just so she could show off her busty and curvy self. She also secretly loved when Diluc touched her bare back, and she could feel the heat of his fingers radiating out from him.
He was a quiet but attentive man, always aware of her every action and need, even before she knew she needed it herself. It was different from anything else she had ever had in a relationship before.
She almost giggled as she watched him. He was wearing an outfit that was dramatically different from his usual apparel. Instead of his usual knightley appearance with a thick black coat, he had gone with a simple black t-shirt and shorts instead. She was so shocked when she saw him that she had no idea how to respond. Honestly, he looked even better than usual, which seemed almost impossible for him. She had always appreciated guys when they wore tight v-neck tops, and he rocked it better than anyone else she'd ever seen. His long red locks were currently in a ponytail, which she had to fix for him when it had started to become loose. His usual solemn expression was exchanged for mild bemusement, which indicated he was excited for the trip as well. Good, everything was going according to plan.
She practically ran around the corner as they approached the resort, and let out a small gasp as she saw it. "It's wonderful."
He let out a small smile, "I'm glad you like it." His hand was pressed against the small of her back again, and she loved the possessive feeling of it, like she belonged to him.
"Who wouldn't like it?" She responded. They were standing in front of a building that almost seemed like a castle. It loomed over them, and felt ancient, like people had been living there for hundreds of years. Instead of feeling eerie, though, it was completely full of life. Staff were hustling and bustling around, welcoming guests and carrying their luggage. The resort was adorned with bushes, flowers, and decor that brought out the ancient stones beautifully.
She glanced at Diluc like a little girl that just received her Christmas present then back at the castle. "Wow. You clearly went all out, this place must've been expensive."
"Don't worry about how much it was, I simply wanted to spend time with you." He fitted his hand against hers, and they walked into the building together. He let her go as he walked to check in, and she spent the time looking around the place, mesmerized. The inside of the building felt even grander than the outside. She wondered at once how much he had paid for such a luxurious stay. "Come on." He whispered against her ear, making her jump. He was always so quiet when he approached her, like a predator out for the kill. The feeling of his hot breath on her ear made her shiver all the way down her spine, and she once more marveled about how he made her body so sensitive by just being around her. They held hands once more, and travelled up the grand flight of stairs to the 6th floor of the castle.
Diva was panting heavily and dripping sweat at the very top of the stairs, but of course, Diluc was completely fine. She envied his grace and composure at times. It was something she didn't have.
The key the receptionist had given him was as rustic looking as the rest of the castle, but worked fine as he opened the door, making it creek open. They immediately stepped into a room with a large four poster bed, and a view of the surrounding landscape, which made Diva's breath catch in her throat.
After they had put their belongings down and Diva had made her way around the suite, she glanced at Diluc with a questioning glance at him. "What are we going to do today?" He had told her he would be planning the whole trip, and for her not to worry about it, but she had no idea what he had in mind for them.
He gave her a knowing smirk, and turned around to pull something out of his duffle bag. She gasped when she saw what was in his hands, and her heart began to pound wildly.
They had flirted and teased each other about their fetishes, with her being incredibly submissive in nature and him being dominant, but neither had had the time to work it out with each other, or flush out what they really wanted. She was also kind of a brat, and needed a man to completely override her for her to properly submit to him. Secretly, she had wished that he would be the one to do so, but hadn't dared to dream. Their vanilla relationship was already so perfect she hadn't wanted to desire more.
"I didn't know... you had anything like this planned." She murmured as she stared at the blindfold and black rope in his hands.
"I wanted to explore this part of myself with you." He said, looking a little nervous himself. "Do you want to?'
She thought about it for a mere second before nodding. "Yes. Of course."
He approached her now, and her heart began to pound even wilder than before. He wrapped the ropes around her wrists, and tugged on it a few times to make sure it was secure, but not too tight that she would lose her circulation. She lifted her arms and by the rope and tied it to the bedpost above, so that her armpits were completely exposed to him, and then did the same with her legs and the bottom two bed posts.
"Do you trust me?" He asked in a serious tone.
She nodded. "Of course I do."
"We should discuss a safe word, for when I'm pushing you too far."
"What do you suggest?" She asked, and realized that just talking to him is already making her feel better.
