This is going to be a collection of GD oneshots(Gay, Bisexual, and Straight) This is kinda going to be an idea section also, meaning I may use some of them in longer stories I will write later. WARNING: THIS IS ALL EROTICA so if you dont like sexual...
I kept getting the feeling I was being watched in my home when I was alone. I didnt go to anyone about my uneasy feelings because most of them didnt really believe in spirits. I did, I was pretty sure I had seen a few.
It all started about a week ago. Nothing bad had happened and if I was being haunted, whoever it was didnt seem particularly menacing and didnt bother me.
It was just a feeling a that when I would go to lay down at night or taking a shower that I wasnt alone.
After a concert I went to an afterparty with the rest of the members. I didnt really drink though cause I didnt want to get hungover when we had another concert the next day.
After a few hours I decided to leave on the drive home it started raining and I came across a female wearing a long white gown walking down the road. She was barefoot and clutching her arms around her.
She turned towards my car and I saw she had a book pressed up against her chest. She was lovely, I rolled down my window to speak to her.
"Help me," she whispered before I could even speak.
"Do you need a ride, where do you live?" I asked her.
She looked behind her quickly and she started visibly shaking.
"I..I dont know, im lost," she continued the sadness in her voice was pulling at my heart.
"Please, help me. Im so confused and im so very cold," she pleaded with me.
"Get in, ill help you," i know this was risky but she didnt seem very threatening. She also didnt seem to recognize me as G-Dragon.
She opened my car and slid inside. I immediately noticed the faint smell of roses coming off her and I found it intoxicating.
I went to put my car in drive and my hand brushed her leg and she felt like she was made of ice. I turned the heat up in my car and continued driving to my house, not knowing what else to do for her.
When we got to my house I turned on the light in the living room and started a fire in the fire place.
"Why don't you sit by the fire to warm up, i need to go change my clothes. Ill only be a minute.
She smiled weakly at me and sat down on the sofa near the fire. I hurried up the stairs to change into some sweats and an oversized t-shirt. When I came back down she was still there and I studied her briefly.
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She just looked so heartbroken but so beautiful at the same time. I was tired but I wanted to get to know her more.
"What's your name?" I asked sitting in a chair across from her.
"Angel," she said softly, fitting because she looked like an angel.
"Im Jiyong," i said with a smile. "Where do you come from?"
She looked at me confused and she looked like she was trying to remember.
"I can't remember," she said her soft voice breaking and she put her head in her hands and started crying. Her book fell to the floor infront of her.
I usually didnt know what to do when girls started crying infront of me but I found myself crossing over and sitting next her. I wrapped my arm around her and noted she was slightly warmer then she was. She ended turning towards me and burying her face against my chest.
"You are so warm," she breathed and I felt her body shift as she suddenly straddled my lap.
I was caught off guard and put my hands on her hips to push her off but her hands locked on the back of my neck.
"Please, im cold," she whispered into my ear the pure need that leaked from her voice was making me hard and instead of trying to push her away I pushed down on her hips causing friction for both of us.
She moaned and the sound sent shivers up my spine. I pulled the top of her gown down and teased her hard nipples with my fingers and her back arched. I closed my mouth around one and she gasped. I couldn't help but smile. I felt her body temperature rising.
Suddenly she sank to her knees infront of me and tugged at the waist band of my sweats. I lifted my hips so she could slide them down. I wasnt wearing boxers. I slipped my shirt off just as she swallowed my hardness.
"Fuck..." I groaned my head falling back and my eyes fluttered shut.
After a few minutes of her driving me crazy with her mouth and tounge she climbed back up my lap. She lifted her gown up and I saw she wasnt wearing panties. I pulled her into my lap again facing her side ways as I flicked my tounge against one of her nipples again and slid to fingers up inside her.
"Oh god..." She whimpered as she she matched my thrusts with her hips.
"Will you fuck me? Please?" she pleaded and I found myself unable to resist her. I had a girlfriend but my body didnt respond to her like it was responding to this girl. I decided maybe I should end things with my girlfriend and date this angelic beauty that I didnt even know.
I lifted her up easily and laid her on her back. I slid inside her and she cried out wrapping her arms and legs around me.
"Harder," she whimpered and I snapped my hips with so much force she was screaming.
I felt her body tighten and she came hard all over me with me following close behind her.
Exhausted I slumped forward and she shifted so I could lay down on the sofa my head falling into her lap.
She caressed my hair and before I knew it I had fallen asleep.
When I woke the next morning she was gone, I found her book on the floor and realized it was a diary. I closed it without reading it and put it on my bookshelf. Hoping I would run into her again, so I could return it.
I got dressed and headed to the venue for rehersal. As i sat at the sound equipment I noticed a newspaper and the picture I saw made me gasp.
It was the girl from last night. 'Angela's body was discovered two nights ago. She was been beaten to death by her boyfriend. She had been nine weeks pregnant...' I stopped reading tears filling my eyes.
For the first time ever I had to postpone a show. To shaken and grief stricken to perform. I couldn't tell anyone else what had happened. They would think I really had lost it. Instead I went to her services. I returned her diary to her family.
As I was leaving I saw her again sitting alone in the back of the chapel. She looked at me and smiled.
"Thank you," she said in my mind. Her lips werent moving.
Then she was engulfed in a white light that noone else saw and she vanished. I went back home crying over a girl I didnt know, and would never get to know. The feeling of being watched in my home was gone. Instead it felt uncomfortably empty. I felt more alone now then I did before.
