Trans Man's Dilemma with Leather and Lace

So there I was, thinking everything in my relationship was peachy keen. We've been together for a couple of years now, no major drama at all, and both pretty vanilla as far as kinks go. But this week, outta nowhere, I suggested we try on some leather gear from the sex shop down the street, just something different, ya know? My partner seemed intrigued but also skeptical; they've never really leaned into BDSM or any serious roleplay before. I tried to reassure them it was all consensual fun and no big deal. And yeah, we got a few outfits and props home, tried 'em out in the privacy of our own place. It was fine, more awkward than sexy for me at first, which I guess is kinda funny given the whole thing started with my desire to be more playful. But after a while, I found myself getting into it: the feel of leather on skin, the way everything just becomes so intense when you play dress-up like that. I suppose the confession here isn't about any major failure or betrayal but just this sudden shift in me. Like something woke up inside and I wasn’t quite ready for how much it wanted to explore. Now we’re still working through it, both a bit out of our comfort zones, trying not to let my sudden kinkiness ruin the good thing we’ve got going.