"Riku, is something wrong?" Aiko asked, and placed her hand on top of his.
Riku smiled softly. "No, nothing is wrong per say... although I'm not surprised you knew I had something on my mind"
Aiko giggled and squeezed his hand. "Well, we've been dating for over 8 months now. I've gotten to know how you act with certain things~ Now tell me... what are you thinking about?"
Riku looked away now, seeming embarrassed. "Let's talk about this in the shack, okay? So no one can hear me" He stood up, and pulled Aiko up with him.
Aiko just nodded and collected the towel they were sitting on, and her mind ran through the possible things that could be on his mind. He said it was nothing wrong... so it must be something good, right? But then why does he not want anyone but her to hear? She thought about it the whole way back into his shack, and once they walked in, Riku shut the door. He sat beside the bed that the two slept in almost every night, and looked up at her.
"Promise me you won't freak out when I show you, okay?" Riku said, and looked genuinely worried about the outcome of what would happen.
Aiko nodded. "I promise, Riku" She smiled, and sat beside him, actually quite excited and curious to see what it is he's been hiding under there. A few times when Aiko went on a cleaning binge, Riku insisted on her not cleaning under the bed.
Riku hesitated for a moment, and it was so silent Aiko could clearly hear the waves outside on the shore. Tension hung thick in the air, as well as curiosity from Aiko. Then, when Riku finally summoned all of his courage, he pulled out a gray, fairly big box that just barely fit under the bed without being noticable. He slid the top off of the box, and instead, was something Aiko had least expected.
"What is that all, Riku...?" Aiko said, getting worried because it looked all like torture devices.
Inside the box, was two different pairs of leather gloves, a whip and a paddle, a collapsable spreader bar, 3 different colored candles, rope and handcuffs, blindfolds, multiple mouth gags, various body clamps, and buried beneath all of the stuff, was a leather dog collar and leash. Hanging from the dog collar was a name tag that read 'slave.'
"...These are my, uh... special toys, I guess. I was afraid you'd react badly to this... so I waited as long as possible. I'm a masochist" Riku admitted, and held the box close on his lap.
"A masochist?" Aiko repeated, still trying to process in her brain that her boyfriend was into such intense things.
Riku nodded his head yes. "It means I get turned on by humiliation, and things related to it... does that scare you?" He asked worriedly, afraid Aiko would leave him now that the cat was out of the bag.
Aiko chewed her nail. "To be perfectly honest... it does seem a bit scary to me, because I've never done things like that before" She stared into the box for a moment, but then looked up at Riku and smiled softly. "But that doesn't change the way I feel about you. And if this is something you truly enjoy... I can give it a shot"
Riku pushed the box away and tackled Aiko onto the floor, and gave her a long, sweet kiss on her lips. He gazed down at his girlfriend, her hair was frayed out on the hard, bare floor and her skin was a bright pink from the way Riku tackled her like that, and the sound of her laughter filled his heart with happiness. Especially because now, he'd be able to use those toys on someone.
"But..." Aiko said, when Riku released her from another kiss. "I don't want to start out with such intense stuff... let's ease me into it, okay?" She said, and Riku hugged her around her waist.
"I will. Don't you worry about it" he said, and his green eyes shimmered as he began picturing Aiko tied up with his handcuffs, and her eyes blindfolded.
