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To say he was an unlucky guy would be an understatement. Always losing change, losing his front canine, becoming a time and space enigma, stuff like that. So to say his luck changed once he came above ground is no small tale, hell he was even lucky enough to snag a nice place just cause some jagoff died in it. He had more luck than a leprechaun holdin a seven leaf clover while strippin on a double rainbow, and he thanks his lucky stars for it everyday. But if he had to say what his luckiest feat was yet, it had to be when you strut into his life.
Now he doesn’t believe in a lot of things but when an angel like you waltz into Grillby’s, in high heeled leather boots, shorts and a sequin crop top he almost started praying. He mustered all his luck and gave it all he got, only to get denied and denied again. But damn if that didn’t make you even more tempting, he started to learn little things about you like how your favorite music was rock and that you have a pet turtle. And even bigger things like, how your second job was as a dominatrix at this exclusive club in the city. He had almost lost all the magic flowing to his brain when he heard that, you were the one you had to be. So one day he had to ask…
“Doll ya gotta tell me how can a guy like me get with a fire charge like you?”
You thought for a minute but he knew you already had the answer.
“ I don’t know red, that might be one of the few things you might not be able to do”
You smirked, god the way you held yourself so proud makes him weak kneed. The act somehow making you shine brighter.
“ there ain’t nuthin that I can’t do, how many times have I proven that”
He was pretty proud of that fact actually, strong, fast and when he felt like it smart to. The perfect mate for the perfect woman, that’s why he wanted a shot to prove it to you. You chuckled that type of chuckle where you think you know something he doesn’t.
“ okay I’ll tell you but you won’t be able to do it, I’m tellin ya in advance”
“ just spit it out, can’t you see I’m wastin away over here”
you took your time, teasing him like always. Somehow knowing which of his buttons to push to make him tick.
“ well you’d have to go on a date with me...”
“....have I not been trying to do that this entire time”
“and you’d have to be the perfect submissive the entire time”
Submissive huh. The word ran in his head a bit trying to somehow imagine it, but it wasn’t fitting right. Him a sub, now he was a lot of things an asshole, a bastard, a crooked piece scum. Yes, yes and double check mark. But a sub he was not.
You must have seen the hesitation on his face, because your smile grew even bigger. Shooting back the rest of your drink with a big I told ya so plastered big and wide, almost to the point you were laughing.
“ what I tell ya big red, you won’t be able to do it, which is sad cause I kinda wanted to see you squirm a bit”
You were really eating this up, he was glad he sat on the dull side of Grillby’s tonight he didn’t want anyone else to catch his blush. He gave it a bit more thought, trying to see if there was a sub bone in his body, coming to no avail. You on the other hand had finished your drink, and seeing as you always called it quits after the fifth one, you were about to call it a night.
“... you sure there’s no other way”
“Nope it’s either that or nothin”
Hopping down from the bar stool, you started to fish for money to pay your bill. He could feel the sweat dripping down his face, taking a second to wipe it off. You gave him one more bone chilling look, silently asking for his final answer.
“ fine… you got yourself a deal”
The look on your face was mock surprise, fading into an all knowing smile just as fast.
“Good, I’ll see you at my place tomorrow 6:30 sharp. Understood?”
“Grumble….Grumble”
“Understood?”
“Yea”
You gave him a quick kiss on one cheek, and a soft pat on the other.
“You’re gonna need to fix that attitude of yours real quick if your planning on scoring after our date red”
He blushed, watching you walk out of the bar even more confident then when you came in. Grillby eventually came to pick up your money, and snap him back into reality.
“ you might need to call PETA grillz, cause I’m about to score me a rare minx”
The flaming bartender gave him a mocking laugh, before walking off. He set alarms for the day… then he set a few more for those alarms. His bro commented on his spacey behavior, and while usually he’d ask his brother for advice but trying to explain to him why he needs advice on being a sub would be hard.
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You on the other hand kept very busy, making reservations, prepping outfits and just being excited. The real reason you wanted to do this was to see if red would ever actually listen to you, as much as you loved his big and tough demeanor you needed to know there were other things about him.
“ hello- yes I’d like to make a reservation for two at 7- that’ll be tomorrow- yes in a booth preferably- that’d be perfect- yes thank you- the name will be under …. - mhm thank you”
Now that dinner was reserved what could you do that would really try his patience. Oh just the thought of red trying to hold himself back, and being under your order made you shiver. How were you supposed to sleep like this, you just couldn’t wait for tomorrow.
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Today was the day, he knew cause he basically watched the sun come up through his room slowly. He wasn’t nervous to say, just jittery, sweaty and a bit anxious was all. He wanted to call but didn’t know if that was a very sub-by thing to do, maybe he was overthinking it I mean a guy could only research so much the night before.
At around 2 he gave in and called, you… didn’t pick up. He didn’t know what that meant probably that you were busy right? He was starting to get more anxious, you wouldn’t just ignore him cause you wanted to bail, no that’s not the type of person you are. He needed to breathe and calm down it was probably just…
(Ring)
His phone was going off, thank Asgore he was losing his mind.
“Hey!”
Silence
“Angel cakes?”
“Red? What’s up are you okay?”
“No I’m good, it was uh nuthin”
“... you called me, to tell me ‘nuthin’”
Dang, he had no legitimate reason to call you and right know he was blanking.
“ no well I wanted to ask what I should wear tonight, for our um date ya‘ know”
“ ya red I remembered, I asked yesterday”
He heard you giggle, which meant you were still cool with going. Cooling his nerves instantly.
“ well I just wanted to tell you not to wear socks tonight, since I plan on knocking them off”
Another laugh, if he was lucky he could get you to snort.
“ don’t worry, I won’t be wearing much of anything tonight”
Oh stars
“ good makes it easier to take off, if nuthins there”
“ oh but don’t you remember red, you’ll have to behave the ENTIRE time, still think you’re up for the task”
He cleared his throat.
“ I gave you my word, and you know I don’t like making empty promises”
“ I know red, so I’ll give you a little hint in advance, ya listenin”
“Yea?”
Your voice dropped an octave, barely coming through the receiver. You sounded so close to him, close enough to be whispering right near his skull.
“good little subs wait to be called on, understand?”
He could feel his SOUL skip a beat, something in him rumbling as his breathing picked up.
“ ye-yes”
You hummed, it sounded pleased he didn’t know why but that made him even hotter.
“good I’ll see you later, I gotta go”
You hung up leaving him squeezing his phone way to tight, just like the feeling in his pants chest. He
started to count 5 hours, 46 mins and 23 seconds until his date, but who was counting.
2 hours, 36 mins and 15 seconds
He’s never finished all his jobs so quickly, eyes on the clock at every moment he could. Guys from his construction job heckled him all day about his date, making him almost regret telling them. His usual customers at the bike shop comment on his uppity attitude and wish him luck, things had slowed down so now time was just ticking away as he sat and watched.
1 hour, 9 mins and 33 seconds
He was finally off work, and was heading home. After planning this for hours he ran through it again for the 25th time, double checking everything. He needs to shower, calcium scrub, steam outfit, pick up flowers etc etc.
34 minutes, 45 seconds
He was at the flower shop, and while he didn’t know your favorite flowers he knew you hated roses. Something about them being overplayed and pretentious, so he picked up some Dahlia’s instead. He never was the type of guy to get a girl flowers on the first date but, for you he’d grab a rock from the moon himself if he could.
13 minutes, 9 seconds
Would you be mad if he was early, he’d been planning this for hours and now that it’s here he’s never been more nervous. He was leaving more prints in his steering wheel, that he knew but the thought of even just being with you made his soul pound.
1 minute, 0 seconds
He was here outside the door to your apartment, building up the courage to knock he took a breath.
Knock.
Knock.
… nothing, he exhaled taking a much needed breath before knocking again.
Knock.
Kno..
“Hey Red