Fluffy fantasy for heart lovers.
This didn't happen, but would have been incredible if it did.
You glance across the table at those gorgeous eyes staring back at you as he sipped his wine, smiling at you over the top of his glass. You smile back, feeling genuinely happy.
You'd been dating for about 2 months now, and had got to know each other by various trips to bars, restaurants, the cinema, and some nights in. You were getting along really well and seemed so compatable it seemed too good to be true.
He was cute, funny, devilishly handsome and not to mention you had so much in common, you truly loved spending time with this guy and hoped that it really went somewhere. You had been casually dating but you'd never met someone so captivating.
Oddly, you hadn't had sex yet. The subject had been brought up but both of you wanted to show the other respect and enjoy getting to know each other. Where before you would just jump straight in, it was different this time, but this last few times you'd seen him, you were becoming more and more drawn to wanting to go there with him.
Sure, you'd kissed. That first kiss was incredible. The way his lips felt against yours, his hand on your face, cupping your jawline, moving to the back of your neck so gently. The electricity you felt between you, his tongue gently exploring your mouth, passionately, slowly, and full of feeling, emotion and chemistry. The sort of chemistry that made your heart race, your knees weak and your breath catch in your throat. And you definitely felt this way whenever he was near you, actually. It was addictive. He was addictive.
Tonight, you were at a restaurant, enjoying each others company - discussing movies, travel and all the stuff you enjoyed talking about, you could talk to him for hours and not get bored. The wine was flowing, and you'd started to subtly flirt with each other.
"So... How long... Has it been since.... You know...?" he asked, chuckling.
"...no, I don't think I do. How long has it been since what?" you teased, grinning at him as you take a sip of wine.
He laughs. " I knew you'd make me say it!"
"Make you say what....?" you smirk. Knowing you were making him squirm slightly.
"ahhhh..." he sighed. "i... Well, OK. How long has it been since you last... Were intimate with a man?" he breathes the last part out heavily, unsure of if he should ask this question. He takes another sip of wine.
"Ooooh, bold." you say, mockingly widening your eyes at him while holding your glass firmly. You take another sip and think about your answer. It had been a while. But what did he mean by intimate?
"Define...Intimate?" you ask carefully, wanting to know you were definitely thinking the same thing, but immediately regretting it. He was going to think you are casually "intimate" with other men now. Shit. Shit. Shit. Why did you not just answer the question.
He studied your face and took in a breath to answer but you interrupted
"sorry... I. What I mean is... You were talking about sex, right? I mean... Theres other ways to be intimate... Not that I have been intimate with anyone for a long time..nor had sex for a long time... But...I... Oh god, I'm rambling. Sorry. "
He smirks at you and laughs. The drink was definitely taking a hold of you both now and you could feel yourself talking more, laughing more, and not paying so much attention to what you were saying more. The wine creating a dizzy euphoric buzz in your head. Or was that him?
"Don't be silly. It's fine." he says, drinking the last of the wine in his glass. "i meant sex, yes. But..." he begins to fill up his glass, offering you a top up on yours too. You nod. He fills your glass. "youve got me curious..."
You look at him questioningly, taking another sip.
"Other ways of being intimate?" he asks, his brow furrowing slightly.
Oh god no. You can't explain this to him. What are you going to say?!
"uh..." you hesitate. He looks at you expectantly. You sip your wine nervously.
"well. Yeah, theres other ways of being intimate than just sex... I mean, cuddling... For example. Falling asleep with someone..."
"just sleeping?" he interjects
"just sleeping, yeah..." you say. There's a pause. "it's a... Vulnerability thing. Sort of letting your guard down with someone, sleeping next to them... Its intimate."
He nods in agreement. "i see".
"... Are there any things you like to do... That are... Intimate?" you ask timidly.
He smirks. "oh yeah, many..." he begins, the smirk spreading to a wicked flirty smile.
"oh yeah I bet there are!" you laugh, flirting back.
He cocks his head to one side slightly as he drinks, shrugging his shoulders, smiling again. His eyes met yours and you can see desire in the look he is giving you. If you make it home tonight you will be very shocked. You just want him, badly.
"so, tell me... When it comes to being... Intimate, Y/N..." he bites his bottom lip. "do you have any...preferences?"
Is it getting hot in here?
"preferences?" you want him to explain exactly what he means before you answer.
"is there anything you're into... Like... Sexually?" he raises his eyebrows as he asks, and then his expression changes. "Y/N I'm sorry, if this is too much too soon please don't worry about answering... If it's making you uncomfortable."
"no no not at all." you protest. "I'm not uncomfortable."
He breathes a sigh of relief, relaxing his posture.
You take another sip and think about your answer.
"are you asking me...what sort of positions I like... Or.... If I have any sort of fetish?" you ask. Just uttering that last sentence made you squirm slightly. You'd never shared your fetishes or kinks with anyone, but for some reason you really wanted him to know. But a then what if he found it weird? What if he didn't indulge in it? What if he finished this because it was too strange? Oh god.
He smirks "... Fetishes. Or kinks. Whatever you'd prefer."
Ah. The fact he said both those words suggests maybe he has something too.
"ohhhh onto kinky talk I see..." you giggle "why, do you have some?" you arch your eyebrow and look him in the eyes, trying to be as seductive as possible but feeling the drink take over making you bolder and more open to blurting out things you shouldn't.
"I may have..." he teases. "but I asked you." he keeps your gaze over his glass, those soft lips press together momentarily to savour the wine.
God you wanted those lips all over you. You wanted to feel them on yours and bite that bottom lip. Mmmm.
"uh... Y-yes, I guess so. But...ive never told anyone..." You begin. "I guess it's... Different."
His eyes soften. "different is cool." he smiles warmly. "but look, if you don't want to tell me, I understand." his hand reaches across the table and strokes yours. "we'll only ever discuss what you're comfortable with."
His hand moves down over your wrist, and he looks down at your hands. His fingers glide over your wrist and rest there, turning your hand over and pressing there slightly, you could swear he was taking your pulse for a moment and he seems to be on the verge of saying something but stopping himself. He clears his throat.
"Y/N... I really like you. We've been dating for a few months now and well, everything I get to know, I like, and I'm looking forward to seeing where this goes. But... Please don't feel pressured or judged by me, I never want you to feel like you can't tell me anything, but at the same time...know that you have to be ready to and there's no pressure here. "
You smile and feel your heart thud. He really was perfection. You look down at his hands which are now holding both of yours, and look back up to meet his gaze. You so badly want to tell him. You so badly want to kiss him. He's so gorgeous. And now this... Could he be any more of a perfect specimen!?
"thankyou, and the same goes for you..." you say.
He smiles again. "truth be told, I too have a few kinks, one more powerful than the others, that I'm a bit shy about... So I get it." he nods and takes another swig of his drink.
Oh man. You wonder what it is. Could it be the same as yours? Why do you hold back so much? Maybe for once you should take a chance and just say it. It's not that weird. Is it weird? He won't think it's weird. And if he does screw him because you're an amazing woman who's a catch. Oh, but so is he. Argh. Well he's not a woman, but you know. Oh shut up and concentrate.
He places a quick kiss to your hand and with a wink, excuses himself and stands up quickly to use the restroom.
"h.. Heartbeats." You say.
Hes half way through turning his body from the table and he stops in his tracks. He freezes.
Fuck. What were you thinking.
He turns to look at you slowly, eyes widened and looking like a dear in headlights. "... excuse me?" He says, his throat dry. A small chuckle that almost sounds like disbelief escapes his lips. Nervous laughter.
Shit. Shit. How do you get out of this? Why did you have to say it? God you're a dumbass when you've had a drink.
You freeze. He lowers himself back into his chair slowly, cautiously, not taking his eyes off you, looking like he'd just see a ghost if you were honest.
"Did you just say... H-Heartbeats?" he asks, emphasising that last word.
"uh... Yes." you are so nervous now. What the heck, you've gone so far, you can't get out of this one so you might aswell tell him. "i... My kink is... Heartbeats."
He raises his eyebrows, gulps, and takes a deep breath.
You look down in embarrassment, a blush creeping across your cheeks. "sorry, uh..." you close your eyes. "for-forget I said anything... I.... Uh. Oh god." You start to panic. You reach for your glass.
His eyes still on yours he reaches across the table for your hand again, grabbing it before it gets to the glass. "No no, don't... Don't be embarassed Y/N." he says... Sounding a little taken back. "I....just was taken by surprise is all..."
You bite your lip... "i..."
"I thought you had guessed mine" he interrupts, quickly.
You snap your head back up to look at him.
You have got to be kidding.
You look at him quizzically... He closes his eyes, takes a deep breath before saying... "I thought you had guessed my kink..." his eyes are back open and looking directly into yours... "I too, have a heartbeat kink... I mean... I... Yeah." a real chuckle escapes his lips this time, realising how nervous he's getting.
Your heart is hammering in your chest by now, out of sheer disbelief, relief, excitement, you couldn't tell which. Holy shit. HO-L-Y SHIT.
You just stare. You can't muster up any words to describe how you feel.
He looks at you , raising his eyebrows again and squeezes your hand. "Y/N...? Please, say something..." another blush creeps across his face.
"I.... wow... Uh... How long have you...?" you stammer.
"for quite a few years, ive always knew I had it in a way but never really had anyone to share it with, nor have I ever told.... Anyone. Ever." he swallows, looking down.
"same." you say. You both lock eyes, smile, and reach for your drinks at the same time. Well needed after this discussion. You both laugh at how you are mirroring each other, and knock glasses before drinking more wine.
"OK, so... Now we know we both have the same kink... Is this your biggest one?" he asks, knowing he'll have to take the lead, as you seem incredibly nervous.
You nod. He nods too. "Same." he smiles.
You finally muster up the courage to speak up... Your heart thundering so loud in your ears you can barely think straight. "uh... So, what do you like about it... What makes it a... Kink for you?" you're curious if you're on the same page.
"well..." he begins, his shoulders relaxing. He draws a small circle on your palm. "i always loved the sound, but love the idea that something im doing could turn someone on to the point their heart is racing... Its hard to describe... But its sexy... Just hearing it, feeling it..."
You smile "I understand. Its a beautiful thing."
He grins warmly "exactly."
He looks around. "well, I don't know about you, but I'm pretty wired now, and not quite ready for the night to end... So.. Shall we, move on somewhere... Or...?"
"yes, let's... Well, we could take this back... To yours? If you like..." you knew exactly what you wanted, and given what you know now, you want him even more.
He looks at you, surprised. "are you sure?"
"absolutely!" you say a little too quickly, making him chuckle once more.
"OK..." he says, grinning from ear to ear. "let's get a taxi..."
You leave the restaurant and wait outside to get picked up. You're standing there and he pulls you towards him. He brushes your hair from your face, looking into your eyes. "you know..." he begins, his face softening as he spoke. "I'm glad you had the courage to say what you did tonight, I've never met anyone who has shared this before...and....well...i guess I need to show you something..."
You look at him, questioningly. He unzips his leather jacket, and takes your hand and places it over his heart. He's wearing a thin tshirt and he holds your hand there with both of his. You inhale sharply. His heart pounding its rhythm against your palm. This is the first time you've felt it. It's fast. Really fast.
Your eyes meet his, and he leans closer to you, moving his hand which is on top to your face, cupping your chin gently, fingers sliding to the side of your jaw, right over your pulse point, and looking into your eyes. He smiles coyly before saying, his voice barely a whisper "Just... Feel this."
He pressss your hand harder to his chest, he closes his eyes and leans in and places the softest, most gentle kiss on your lips. Your heart leaps and so does his. His heartbeat speeds up against your palm, literally knocking against it.
What you're feeling is a mixture of pure lust, love and my god you were so turned on too. Just feeling his strong, wild heartbeat going crazy, and making yours flutter like mad, is causing way more reactions than you ever thought possible. You're really falling for this guy and by the... Feel of things, the feeling is mutual.
The kiss deepens causing you both to breathe faster. Electricity sparking between you both. You pull away, coming up for air and just look at each other, out of breath, panting and both of you still pretty much in disbelief.
His heart is still thudding fast against your hand, his hand still holding it there. You're looking into each others eyes and he looks as though he's going to say something, but stops himself...
And as perfect timing has it, the taxi pulls up.
He looks down momentarily at your hand on his chest, up at your face, and at the taxi. He takes your hand into his.
"Come on... Let's go see where this takes us..." he smirks and flashes a cheeky grin. "You can hear it later if you want..."
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