Date – Part l

"I want you, Ophelia! Not just to satisfy my c*ock, but I want you whole." He confessed, and she looked up at him, her lips parted. Onyx's eyes were filled with sincerity, and Ophelia was at a loss for words. He said softly while smiling adoringly at her. "All right, let's go get you cleaned up."

And with that, he carried her to the bathroom, where she took a warm shower alone since Onyx refused to join her. Onyx had pulled her into his arms after she had changed into comfortable nightwear, and she had drifted off to a peaceful slumber.

Things did not get too heated between them over the next few days. They were like acquaintances living under the same roof. They worked, went to meetings, and Onyx was more affectionate than ever. He was assisting her in navigating the business world. He would take her to luncheons, dinners, or simply for a walk, coffee, or site seeing.

Ophelia was slowly startled awake when a bulky arm wrapped around her waist drew her into a warm, hard chest. Ophelia's breath slightly hitched when Onyx nudged into her neck from behind. She had been waking up in his arms for a few days now, but it still felt surreal, and she couldn't get used to how his touches set her body on flames. Ophelia slowly turned around in his arms, coming face to face with the gorgeous man who was sleeping beneath the duvet with her. Onyx looked peaceful, his face was filled with tranquility. Under the slight sunray peeking through the curtains, there was a glow on his face. That made her hand itch to run her fingers over his face. Ophelia gulped and raised her hand slightly. She came to a halt as his eyes slowly opened and a bright smile appeared on his lips.

"Good morning, der Schatz." He said in his hoarse morning voice and pulled her closer and placed an affectionate kiss on her forehead. At the impact of his lips on her forehead, she closed her eyes and looked up when he pulled back.

"Good morning," she said with a smile, and his smile grew wider. Onyx sighed and closed his eyes for a moment, while Ophelia got out of bed and entered the bathroom.
(My treasure.)

When Ophelia walked out of the bathroom, she found Onyx standing in front of the mirror dressed in a full sleeve black tee-shirt and light blue washed jeans.
"Are you going somewhere?" She inquired as she made her way to the closet.
"Yes," he said, glancing at her, and she nodded.
Onyx put on his watch and turned to face her. Ophelia put on a hoodie and turned around to see him staring at her. "What?"
"Are you going to wear that?" He inquired, and she frowned.
"Yes, it's comfortable."
"All right, let's go." He shrugged and started walking towards her, and she looked perplexed.
"Go where?"
"To our date." His statement perplexed her even more.
"What date? And when did you ask me?" He blinked a few times as she raised her brows.
"I didn't?" She shook her head when he asked.
"I swear to God, I did- in my mind!" Ophelia burst out laughing as he tapped his chin.
"Wait outside." She waved her hand and walked to the closet while Onyx exited the room and closed the door behind.


Ophelia opened the closet door and looked through the few clothes she had in there. She would have thrown on a pair of jeans and a plain black tee-shirt on any other day. However, it was their first date, and she was ecstatic. Ophelia rummaged through her belongings and found a peachy red midi skirt with an asymmetrical thigh-high slit and an off-the-shoulder white crop top. The skirt sat on her high waist and reached far below her knees, and the slit barely revealed her knees, which she appreciated. The crop top reached just above the waistline of the skirt and featured an off-the-shoulder ruffle strap. She blew dry her hair and left it in its natural waves. She wore a silver chain with a moon pendant that her father had given her many years earlier, along with gold oval studs. With a little touch of makeup, she was ready. She put on a pair of nude-coloured flats with a lucite pointy closed toe that delicately reveals the foot and a versatile slim wrap-around strap tied around the ankle. She walked out of the bedroom, her arm curled in a warm beige cashmere wrap. Onyx looked up, his eyes shamelessly roving over her body.
"Wow! How do you manage to look so edible in everything!" He remarked with a pair of darkened brown eyes, and she chuckled. He smiled and walked closer to her, "I didn't notice your hair was so long," He said, and Ophelia looked down at her hair, which was falling over her shoulder and reaching her hips. Her fingers delicately touched the waves of raven locks and she said with a smile. "Probably because I always have them tied up. I need to get my hair cut!" She finished her sentence and raised her head.
"Why? Your hair is stunning!" Onyx said with sincerity and ushered her towards the door. She looked up at him as he pulled open the door for her and they walked out.

Onyx started the car and drove out of the hotel garage, onto the main road before they head downtown. She inquired as to where they were going, but he stated that it was a surprise and that he hoped she would like it. She was curious about what they'll do because Onyx seemed like the type of man who thought a lot about date ideas. She expected to go to a restaurant or see a movie, but he proved her wrong.

After forty minutes of listening to old classical German music and chatting about Onyx's childhood in Berlin and Luxembourg. Onyx veered off onto a dirt path. She turned to look at him, puzzled and saw a smile on his lips as he focused on the road ahead. There were trees all around them, but they were sparse enough that she could see how far they stretched out over this land.

They drove through the trees for about fifteen minutes before reaching a clearing with about seven or eight other cars. Onyx turned off the engine and exited the car, urging her to follow him and meet him at the back. He extended his hand for her to take, and she grabbed it, allowing him to intertwine their fingers.