𝘾𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣 - 𝙉𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙖𝙨 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧
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Synop: in which you live out your kinkiest fantasies with a stranger you met on a blind date.
Genre: Porn with a plot, Strangers to lovers, erotic romance.
Tags: Sloppy kissing (as always), choking, hair pulling, fingers in mouth, throat fucking, use of collar + leash, dacryphilia, dumbifictation, overstimulation, bondage, praise, condescension, daddykink! Mentioned, p in v sex, mating press, squirting, cumshot, rough sex.
Wc: 5k (extremely worth it I promise)
A note: hi hiiii! this is I guessss what u would call my first darker concept ;P I plan to write many more like this so I rlly hope u enjoy :D also lowkey not proofread so I deeply apologize for any mistakes >_< love you! - vivi~
Your heart thumped hard against your chest like a wood pecker on an oak tree. Your foot taps rapidly on the sparkling ceramic floor as you review your surroundings repeatedly. You way overestimated the time it would take to get to your eight pm date, and now you were stuck waiting with your thoughts.
You agreed to let your friends set you up on a blind date. The thing is, this wasn’t any normal kind of blind date.
A few weeks ago you had confessed to your best friends that you were jealous of them. You three were the adventurous types, in more ways than one. The girls were always bragging about their wild sexual escapades, how good this guy was, how fun this thing she tried was, etc.
You were the more reserved one in the group, most of the the crazy things you’ve done were because they were alongside you, you rarely had the courage to do it on your own.
But you were curious. You’ve been curious for a while..you just figured it would never happen. Whatever insane kinky fantasy you had in your head would remain just that, a fantasy.
So when your friends seemed to seek out what became the subjects of your wet dreams so..easily, it almost pissed you off. Until you remembered your embarrassing inability to hold eye contact with a hot guy long enough to get his number, let alone tell him you wanna be tied up and used in bed.
So you confessed. And their solution was easy, for them.
They’d hunt through their usual “kinky dating forum” and find a guy they think you’d fancy, set up a date for you two, and let nature run its course.
You recoil in your seat as you begin to process the very concept of what you were doing. The scintillating glow of the chandeliers suspended above you were disquieting; diamond encrusted spotlights, spilling your secret to every pair of eyes in your vicinity.
The entire space was coated in crimson lighting, every table was dressed in black linen and crowned with dark red roses, the petals almost shimmering beneath the candlelight. The air smelled faintly of expensive perfume and aged wine.
It was 7:47 pm. He’d be here any minute, if he was on time. You twirled the ends of your silky straightened hair between your fingers, pondering on his arrival. You knew close to nothing about him besides “He’s hot and totally your type” based on your friend’s description. It formed an unsettling sensation over your skin.
And almost as if he could read your mind from a mile away, there he was.
You hear the soft click of his chelsea boots against the polished obsidian floor, making you shove your compact mirror into your purse hurriedly, head snapping up with wide eyes.
Your friends weren’t lying, as vague as they were, the description was spot on. A tall, shaggy raven-haired man with deep, bottomless pools of desire for eyes. His face was admirably sculpted, model-esque, with full, lush lips.
He was infuriatingly effortless. Black slacks, black tank top and an oversized charcoal blazer hanging loosely from his broad shoulders. A silver cross necklace rested against his chest, sinking beneath the collar of an unbuttoned striped shirt he hadn’t bothered fastening properly.
He looked natural, like he was in his element. Somehow, that made it worse. He stared at you from afar under heavy, brooding lids, his gaze steady and unapologetic as he made a confident stride in your direction. You bite your tongue, adjusting your terrified expression to a soft, flirty smile that doesn’t quite reach your eyes.
He pulls out his chair, sitting across from you. His daunting stare melts into a warm expression as he extends his hand.
“Hey. Y/n, right?.” A steady grin forms on his lips. “I’m Nicholas. It’s good to finally meet you.” His voice is low, slender and silvery as his breath dances across your skin, placing a brief kiss against your knuckles with tantalizing eyes.
Then he smirks as he pulls away.
Devastating.
Your mouth twitches to speak, tucking your trembling hand into your lap before he could notice. You inhaled, swallowing hard as though the words were glued to the skin of your throat.
“Yeah, it’s nice to meet you too.”
“I hope you haven’t been waiting too long.” He settles into his seat, adjusting the collar of his blazer. “Have you ever been here?.”
“Oh no, actually. First time.” You scan his eyes, lowering your chin slightly as you meet his eyes.
That was way too formal, fuck.
“What about you?” You soften your voice, batting your lashes subtly. You hoped.
“I’ve been a few times.” A grin slowly crawls over his lips. “Tonight’s a lot of firsts for you, hm?”
Your gaze wanders with rapid blinks, letting out a strained laugh.
“Yeah, I..I guess you’re right.” You stutter with a mid-sentence laugh.
His eyes search you quietly, intimately. Like you were an open book he was skimming through. The room suddenly felt smaller as it narrows in on you.
He holds that very same gaze as you slip into an easy conversation. You order drinks— not the pretty, dainty kind, but the kind that dials the heat up 10 degrees and dispels your inhibitions.
Your speech slows down as the liquid courage flows through your system. An insouciant grin stains his lips, he speaks like he’s known you for years. So comfortable, casual. It both soothed your nerves, and sent you spiraling simultaneously.
“But yeah…that night was crazy. Changed the game entirely for me. Not that I can’t do vanilla you know, there’s just…” he trails off in thought as he cuts the steak he ordered for you.
He insisted it was the best thing on the menu, and you two had to share one. So you obliged, eyes on him attentively as he goes on.
“…theres something really special about that power exchange, right? It’s like, you know, you’re allowing me to fulfill your needs, by giving up control. Trusting me enough to let go. It just means more to me than safe, saccharine sex.” His laugh is content, the poetic words slip from his lips seamlessly.
His gaze holds you captive, an invisible tether that made the rest of the crowded room instantly fade away.
He stabs a fork into a juicy cut of steak, hold a hand beneath it as he lifts it to your lips. You blink, staring doe-eyed before wrapping your lips around the thin metal, mindlessly biting off the tender, tasty meat.
“So, how’d you find out you wanna be used like a toy?” A sly smirk ghosts over his lips. Your eyes widen, nearly choking on your food.
“I-I, I just..thought it sounded nice..”
Are you fucking serious?
You shift your focus, sipping the last of your iced tea as you mentally face palm yourself.
“Yeah?” He chuckles softly as he takes a bite.
Just then it clicks as the realization floods your memory.
He already knows everything..all of it, they told him already.
“Mmhm..I uhm..I haven’t really..” you feel his low eyes burn into you with a fervent curiosity.
“I know, I just mean like, what was the inciting incident.” He grins playfully. “Like was it a ex, was it porn, y’know.”
A rush of heat bleeds into your cheeks as you study the tiny umbrella perched on the edge of your drink, avoiding his taunting gaze as at all costs.
“Uhm..well, I guess both? I don’t know..” the words hung off your lips before slipping subconsciously. Your eyes flicker over his.
“Oh? sounds like an interesting story.” Your eyes lock once again as he lowered his head to take another bite, dark hair falling into his eyes.
For a moment, his mouth disappeared behind the rim of the bowl. But his gaze remains fixed on you, patient and unwavering.
You shiver in your seat, schooling your features into neutrality as you close your softly parted lips.
A little more time passes as you order another round of drinks you only half finish. Nicholas, who’s completely sober, grins at you from across the table as the two of you finish your meals. You start to feel yourself finally relax. Your shoulders lower, the tension in your jaw dissolves, your body warms as the sharp edges of the room blurs into a softer, simpler reality.
You were just a girl on a date.
“You wanna take dessert home? Might be even better when you’re all comfy and relaxed later.” He smiles warmly.
“Oh no it’s fine, I don’t need dessert.”
A shy grin curls your lips as you look into your lap, smoothing out your dress. “You already covered everything else..”
“As I should? Do you want dessert or not?” He chuckles sweetly as the waiter strides to the table with to-go boxes, packing your leftovers for you.
“It’s okay, really.” You meet his eyes. “I’m already so full.”
“Do you like strawberry? They have a really good strawberry cheesecake here, one of the best I’ve had.”
“I..yeah, I love strawberry.”
“Hey, could we get two of those?” He speaks in a soft tone to the waiter.
“Of course. To go?”
“Yeah, same bag. ‘preciate it.” He gives him a subtle nod as the waiter jogs off.
You gaze over at him as a strange feeling tugs at your chest. Something softer than butterflies. You peered down at the cheesecake tucked neatly into the takeout bag resting beside him.
Who…is this guy?
Nicholas catches you looking and smiles. The simple gesture sending your heart stumbling all over itself.
God, you were in trouble.
~
The cool night air kisses your skin as you step out of the restaurant. Nicholas reaches for the passenger door before you can, holding it open with an easy smile.
“After you.”
You bite back a coy grin as the chilled leather seats engulf you. His gaze is steady, the air between you a warm bourbon scent as he reaches over you, buckling your seat belt in a swift motion. The fluttery sensation creeps into your stomach again.
“Your car is so nice..it looks expensive..” you murmured, smoothing over the lustrous leather dashboard.
He chuckles softly as he shifts gears. “Yeah, a little bit. Saved up for like six months to get it.” He pulls off into the night.
You let out a soft laugh as you watch him. He looks so unreal sat beside you. The pale, silvery glow of the moonlight illuminating his dark features, the way his hand flexes over the steering wheel, delicate traces of warmth thrumming beneath his skin. The subtle movement of his Adam’s apple as he lets out a warm laugh. Completely captivating.
“So..is my place okay? Or would you feel more comfortable going back to yours?.” His eyes remain on the road as a hands slithers up your thigh, resting in your lap comfortably. Your words trip on air momentarily.
“o-oh, uhm..your place is fine..you probably have more..” you’re distracted by his thumb gently gliding over your thighs as his fingers graze the heat forming between your legs. “…more..uh..”
“What? Toys?” He looks over at you quickly. “Yeah, that’s probably true. But I’ve got some things with me, if you’d rather be at home.”
You swallow, staring out of the window as you tie together the last fraying threads of your composure.
“No no no, it’s fine. Let’s go to your place.”
“Alright. Sounds good.” Warmth weaves into his tone. His hand lingers in place as he stops at a red light. “Hey..y/n, look at me.”
You turn to look at him as he stares back with a weighted, lustful gaze.
His hand lifts to the back of your neck, pulling you into him roughly as he crashes his lips into yours passionately. His tongue explores your mouth without a second thought, flicking against yours as your eyes flutter shut. His lips are rushed and fevered, letting out a soft groan as he grips your hair in his hand. Then he lets go, just as the light changes, pulling off.
You shift in your seat, disheveled. Your chest rises and falls quickly as you collect your breath, staring over at him.
A demented grin plasters his face as he looks ahead. He doesn’t say anything, just flashes those deep, ravenous eyes at you from his seat. Your teeth tug at your lip innocently.
“We’ll be there soon.”
~
“Alrighttt, here we are. Casa de Nico.” He laughs as you walk through the doors of a spacious, upscale condo. He sets his keys on the counter top, slipping off his boots and tossing them by the door. You smile softly as you set your purse beside his keys.
He walks over as you lean against his sofa, bending over to unclasp your heels.
He stops in front of you, kneeling down on one knee as you lock eyes. He silently lifts a leg up to his knee, delicately unclasping and removing your black pumps.
Your lips part softly as you watch him repeat his actions. He trails warm, plush kisses up your leg with heavy lids, stopping just before your upper thighs. You almost shiver as his lips curve into a salacious grin against your toasted skin.
“Mmmh…come here.” His hands glide up your thighs to your hips as he stands up, pulling you into him. His hands snake over your ass as he presses his lips back onto yours.
You gasp into his mouth, letting your tongue slip past his lips. You let out a quiet whimper as he curls his hands around the back of your thighs, lifting you up. You wrap your legs around his waist, arms draping artlessly around his neck as his tongue probes your mouth with carnal desire.
He carries you to his room, swiftly, skillfully, like it was muscle memory, bursting past the doors and pinning you against the wall. The cold surface coats your skin in raised goosebumps, his lips move down your neck as he grips your ass in his hands, holding you up against his waist. He smirks against your neck as he sets you down carefully, pulling you closer.
“You’re such a sweet girl y/n…” he coos into your skin. You bite your lower bit, his hands lays stagnant at your hips.
“You just need someone to take care of you, huh?...poor baby..” his face twists into a sympathetic expression, his words slow and sardonic. “Tell me what you want princess..let me give you exactly what you need..”
A searing ache blossoms between your thighs as you clamp them together, pupils widening like ink dropped in water as you stare up at him.
“I..fuck..I want you to fuck me nicholas..” you stutter out with a sharp intake of breath. “P-please..”
He grins, cupping your cheek, gently brushing his thumb over your lower lip.
“What else baby…” his voices lowers, his eyes locking onto yours. “Say it..”
“I..I want you to use me..f-fuck me till I can’t think anymore..p-please..” you mewl softly, eyes heavy and unfocused. He lets out a quiet laugh.
“Mm..good girl..come here.” He lets go of you, guiding you towards the bed. Your body was on fire, buzzing with a devastating hunger that begged to consume you. He’d barely touched you, but his words traversed your body straight to your core.
He sits on the bed, patting his lap once as he gazes at you. Your legs wobble walking over to him, straddling his waist gingerly. His expression softens as he smiles up at you, brushing your hair out of your face.
“So first of all, princess..how far have you gone with all this? Have you..tried anything at all?” A warmth flickers behind his eyes, making your face heat up as you beam at his sudden softness.
“u-uhm..well I haven’t done much..” you stare into your lap, avoiding his eyes. “But I want to..”
His hands hang loosely at your hips as he scoots back on the bed. “Okay..is there anything you really want to try tonight? In particular?” He laughs softly, a gentle expression coats his face.
“Oh..uhm..” you giggle, pondering a bit. “I..don’t know..I..want you do whatever you want to me..” you breathe out, swallowing hard as you meet his eyes again.
A loud chuckle rumbles from beneath you, his fingers tracing lightly over your flushed skin.
“Babyyy..I need to know what you want. I know you’re nervous..and you don’t need to be,” he pecks your lips gently. “But I need to hear it from you. Not your friends. You…talk to me princess.” His voice is low and husky, tugging at your inclination.
Your head lowers as you begin to speak, but he places a finger beneath your chin, lifting your head and locking eyes with you. You sigh softly, hips twitching against his involuntarily.
“I..like bondage?..and being choked..” an internal burst of heat furnaces your cheeks as the words spill out of you. He lets out another warm chuckle.
“Okay, okay..see, now we have something to work with.” He teases with a bright smile. You grin.
“Anything else?..”
“Mm…I don’t think so?..uhm..”
“I uh, I know it’s not very sexy to have to do, basically an interview right before I fuck you senseless, but..it’s better for me to know now..y’know?” He caresses your thigh gently, curving into you. You giggle again as your hands slip down his chest shyly.
“Mmm, yeah I get it..”
“Do you..know the traffic light system at all?..”
“Oh, yeah.. I do..”
His lips curve. “Okay..and do you have any specific safe word you wanna use?..”
“u-uhm..strawberry?”
He laughs softly. “You’re so cute. Strawberry it is.” His hands trail up your back, rubbing it soothingly.
“Okay then..I think we’re set.” His grin twists into something darker, desolate. Your smile fades, eyelashes fluttering faintly.
“Stand up.”
Your breath hitches as you oblige, crawling off of his lap. You stand in front of him as your eyes lock in a prolonged gaze. Then he stands up.
“Stay there…and take this off for me..” he tugs at your lacy black dress nimbly.
Your head snaps around as he walks past you to his closet, illuminated with red lighting. You slip out of the thin fabric hurriedly as you wait, ruminating on the nights events and their rapid escalation, the cool air dusts your skin, making you shudder.
He returns with a slew of items, setting them on his dresser.
“Is..that rope?..” you peer over at him curiously. He gives you a lazy half smile.
“Mmhm..you wanna watch me do it?”
You nod silently as he walks in front you with two long, velvety ropes and something you can’t name in his hands. You watch as he gracefully loops the thread around itself, pulling it taut to make knot resembling handcuffs. Then he looks at you.
“Hands behind your back baby..” he stands behind you, carefully weaving your hands through the rope and tugging it, clasping your wrists together snugly.
“Is that too tight?..”
“Nuh-uh..it’s okay..”
He smiles, tugging the string a tad tighter as he stands in front of you.
“Thought I’d grab this too..” he grabs a black object off of the bed, which unravels into a long, dainty strip of leather attached to a collar with a sliver buckle. A flurry of desire and desperation twirls in your stomach.
“A..collar?..”
“Mhm…on your knees for me pretty..” his teeth tug at his lips with an undying thirst.
You blink slowly as you sink to your knees, staring up at him through your lashes. You keep your gaze on him as he wraps the cool leather around your neck, buckling it behind you gently.
“Such a good girl…” he trails off as he runs his knuckles across your cheek lovingly. “You’re gonna look so pretty when I ruin you princess..”
Your lips part, letting out a subdued whimper as he pushes two fingers into your mouth idly. You gag softly as his fingers graze the back of your throat, pulling in and out rapidly, the vulgar noises filling the room silent room.
His eyebrows pinch upward in the center as he thrusts his fingers down your throat, biting his lower lip, letting out a faint groan.
He takes his hand away, drool spilling from the corners of your mouth as he tugs on the collar, pulling you into him. He leans down, planting a slow, sloppy kiss on your open mouth. You whine into the kiss as he pulls away, yanking his pants and boxers down in one quick motion. He tears his shirt off, tossing it aside as he fixates on you, lips curled into a soft half smile at your expression.
Your eyes widen as the drag up and down his body. You slowly meet his eyes again as he cups your cheek.
“That enough for you baby?..” he smirks as he wraps his a big hand around his thick, lengthy cock, the rigid veins pulsing against your lips as he smudges it across your mouth crudely. He taps it lazily against your lips as you part them instinctively, eyes locked in breathless, unwavering stare.
He drives his cock down your throat in a swift motion, tugging you into him by the thin collar. A string of incoherent noises leave you as he fists your hair, pulling you off with an echoing wet pop.
He hums to himself with a soft, menacing grin, before plunging back into your hot, slobbering mouth, filling your throat with his throbbing cock over and over. You whine, choking and gurgling on his thick cock as his hips buck into your mouth wildly, low, guttural moans leaving his parted lips.
“Fuuuck princess…take it..” he groans, rolling his hips deftly. “Take that- ugh fuck, take that cock baby..” he growls as he picks up his pace, your jaw relaxing around him as he fucks your throat roughly.
Then, suddenly, he pulls out again, sucking the air through his teeth as he yanks on the leash.
“Get on the bed. Lay on your stomach for me, ass up.” His breathing is weighted and frazzled as he stares at you, lip hidden between his teeth.
He holds onto your bound wrists, gently helping you onto the bed as you plop down on your stomach, propping yourself up on your knees and arching your back slightly. He smirks to himself as he grabs your ass, spanking it harshly. You let out a loud, muffled whimper into the soft silk pillows, your breathing growing rampant.
“Mmh baby..look at you..” he spanks your ass again, jiggling it in his hands softly as his rock solid, pulsing cock presses against you. “…such a needy mess..”
You writhe beneath his touch as he slips your panties down, laving his thick tip with your aching cunt.
“You need this cock baby?..yeah?” He rasps, easing the tip into you agonizingly slowly. You grip the sheets, heaving into the pillows as he etches into your needy, dripping pussy. “Tell daddy you need his cock princess..”
You whine, your legs weakening as your hips buck mindlessly at his words, gnawing at the heated ache pooling between your thighs.
“d-daddy~..I..I need your cock inside me..p-please..”
“What’s that?..” he taunts, inching into you deliberately as you stretch around his sweltering length.
“Please daddyyy~ I..need it so bad.” You plead, body red hot and blistering with lust. “P-please fuck me..use me..please daddy~” your voice grows hoarse as you whine loudly, his hands taking hold of your hips predatorily. A low, drawn out groan leaves his lips as he slams into you.
“That’s it princess..fuck, so good for me…” he husks, slapping your ass hard enough to leave his signature stained in the skin. You cry out into the pillows, panting and whining loudly as he forces his cock into you at an unrelenting pace, hips knocking against your jiggling ass as he grapples your hips, bottoming out inside you.
“Keep those legs apart for me baby girl..” he tugs your trembling thighs apart, filling you to the brim as you digs his massive cock into your stomach. You yelp, a chain of blaring whines and whimpers leave you unintelligibly as his pace only increases.
You gasp loudly as he pulls out, flipping you onto your back in a blink. He groans as he dives between your legs, his scorched tongue surges between your folds insatiably. His tongue probes your throbbing entrance, before tracing up to your clit, sucking meekly.
You let out a series of strained breaths and soft moans as you wriggle beneath his tongue. You roll your hips against his tongue frantically, the fevered knot in your stomach threatening to burst at the seams. Your head falls back onto the pillows weakly as the bubbling sensation rips through you, a euphoric bliss blankets your senses as your legs tremor uncontrollably, hips jolting into his mouth as he hums peacefully.
“Mmm..fuck..you’re so pretty when you let go princess..” he purrs, peppering your inner thighs in humid kissses. “Whats your color?..” he stares down at you as he gets up, crawling between your quivering legs.
“Green..” you pant heavily as you stare up at him, eyes low and hazey.
“You sure?..” he chuckles softly as he sits you up, your body limp and trembling.
“y-yeah..I promise..” you stare into his eyes, a wicked light dances through his pupils.
“You’re gonna have to stay the night..” he smirks as he reaches behind you, loosening the rope tied around your wrists, tossing it into the floor. “You’re not gonna be able to walk..” He holds your face in his hands tenderly, pressing his lips to yours in a lingering, docile kiss.
“That’s okay..” you coo, smiling sheepishly.
“..good..” he lets out a small laugh as he curls his hands around the back of you thighs, pining them against you as he sinks his cock back into your sizzling, sopping pussy.
He pulls out and slams back into brutally, grinding slow, deep circles into your cervix as you wail, arms laying uselessly beside you. Your head bobbles, a slurry of jumbled moans whines tear through you as you fist the sheets, steaming tears cascading down your flushed cheeks. The familiar, undying ache twists in your stomach as a numbing sensation crawls over your skin.
“I knowww babyyy..so fucking good..” he lets out a deep, unrestrained moan, knocking you over the edge. You cry out, gasping and panting loudly in shattered breaths, an overwhelming surge of pleasure ripping through you once again. Your body twists and writhes beneath him as he pauses his movements.
He grins down at you before tossing his head back, ramming into you once again his thrusts growing frenetic as he lays on top of you, his hips bucking boisterously. You melt in the plush duvet, losing control of your senses.
“d-daddyyy..I can’t..y-you’re so deep..ugh~~” you sobbed, legs shaking violently.
“Yes you can princess.” He lets out a deep, ragged groan through heavy breaths. “You’re doing so good baby, take that cock..just like that..” his legs buckle beneath him as he nears nirvana, his slowing to sloppy, leisured pace.
Your tight, fleshy walls constrict around him as the knot quickly forms again, your body stutters, hips jerking into his almost painfully hard.
“Fuckk..you gonna come again?” He stares down at you with dark eyes. “Go ahead princess, give it to me.” He coos.
That does it. He words completely obliterate you as the sensations rips through you once again, a hot flood of liquid spews out of you, drenching his cock as moans loudly. Your body twitches and convulses incessantly, throwing you into a lust driven mania as you sob, whining and babbling loudly.
The same rush surges through him shortly after as he shudders, moaning your name loudly between a string of low, breathy groans. His eyebrows knit tight together as he pulls out of you, his thick, scathing seed spilling onto your stomach. He heaves, sitting back on his knees with a wide grin.
You stare back at him with a dazed, absent minded gaze.
“Mm…you did amazing baby, I’m so proud of you.” He leans over your still trembling frame, pecking your lips sweetly. “I’ll be right back, I’m gonna run you a warm bath okay?.” He stumbles off the bed cutely as he flashes you wide grin, walking off.
You lay there, only half processing what he said as the prominent buzzing sensation begins to subside. A warm, giddy expression slowly crawls over your features.
You couldn’t believe you weren’t dreaming anymore.
:D
