A Nurse's Secret Kink

I've been dating Jake for five years now. We're both settled into our routines - he runs a small business, and I work as a nurse at the local hospital. He’s very supportive of me professionally, but there's one thing we’ve never really connected on: my fascination with roleplay involving power dynamics. It started when I was younger, maybe 25 or so. I got curious about taking control during intimate moments, something I could channel from my nursing experience into something personal and sensual. The idea of being the one in charge, making decisions for our shared pleasure, really turned me on. But Jake is all about equality - he loves cuddling up with a book while we’re watching Netflix or going out to fancy dinners together. He's not against kinks at all; it’s just never come up as something either of us are excited to try. I respect his views, but sometimes it feels like there’s this unspoken rule that if one person doesn’t want to do something, then neither can we. The real turning point was when a patient confided in me during a night shift about their own exploration into dominance and submission as a way of managing stress. It triggered something inside of me; it made me think more seriously about the idea of exploring this with Jake. Could I show him that there’s so much more to our relationship if we dared? We were both home last weekend, and after dinner, I finally worked up the nerve to ask him about it. “Jake,” I said softly, “there's something I've been thinking a lot about recently.” He looked at me with his usual warmth, but also slight wariness. “I want us to try something different next time we're together...” His eyes widened slightly as I laid out my proposition, detailing the safety checks and consents involved before anything ever happens. We talked it through late into the night, both of us getting more invested in each other’s thoughts as we went. As much as Jake respects me professionally now, the idea of submitting to someone for pleasure felt wrong - not because he didn’t trust me or thought I’d cross a line, but because he wanted to be treated like an equal partner every time. We agreed to continue discussing it and seeing if there was any room for growth in this direction. But deep down, there's still this part of me that’s hungry for more. I need to know: Am I being unreasonable expecting my husband to engage with a side of myself he doesn’t fully understand yet? Would you try something similar with your partner, or do the boundaries set up make sense?