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 walked onto the set of the commercial I was doing for a new fragrance for women. I hadn't seen the female costar yet but my eyes fell on her as soon as I walked into the trailer for hair and stylist. She was laying on a couch for a couple photos for a photospread. I could barely take my eyes off her. She was just to gorgeous.
She was down to the last shot then she stood up. Even in heels she was shorter then me. She walked over to me and smiled.
"Hi, I'm Leila." she said with a soft voice.
"Hi, Jiyong or GD," I said shaking her hand.
"Nice to meet you," she said. She said she would see me outside and left so I could get ready.
She didn't seem phased by me or who I was and then I realized maybe she didn't know who I was. She may have thought I was just another male model.
After I was styled I went outside to the outdoor bed scene.
Leila POV:
Oh my god I couldn't believe I was shooting this commercial with G-Dragon. That man could make me wet just from once glance. I was surprised I was able to act so calm and remain neutral when I saw him walk into the trailer. When I saw that we had to do a bed scene together I knew I was in trouble.
If we had to fake intimacy I didn't know how I was going to handle it. The last thing I wanted to do was sexually assault the one and only GD. My nerves shot through the roof when he walked out and took his spot on the bed.
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Damn it why did he have to look like that. I took a deep breath before joining him.
'Just breathe,' I said to myself as I laid down on my side as the director requested.
GD POV:
We were allowed to mostly improve with some mild direction. We were able to put our own flare on everything we did. I could tell she was nervous, her body was trembling beside me. I saw the gooseflesh on her skin when I barely brushed her neck with my lips. And just like that it was over. The director was happy with the cut and we were dismissed. I caught up with her before she could enter the trailer to change.
I took her hand and led her out of sight of everyone.
"Jiyong what's up?" she asked slightly confused.
"Do you wanna go out?" I asked her looking down at my feet.
"Sure," she said and my heart skipped a beat. "When?"
"I'm off now if you are," I said and smiled.
"OK, but I should still probably change," she said with a small laugh.
That's when I stepped forward until I had her pressed back up against the back of the trailer.
"Just put your clothes on over this, I want to see it on you again in private," I whispered in her ear and I smirked when she gasped.
She nodded and went to put her clothes on and when she came out I lead her to my car.
I took her to a fancy sushi restaurant and I was glad to learn she loved it as much as I did. She also loved fruit wine and drank enough to become slightly intoxicated. I stayed sober for now deciding we could drink a little more later.
After dinner I drove us back to my house. When we got inside I let her sit on the couch while I went in and get us a couple glasses of wine.
"If I didn't know better, I'd say you were trying to get me drunk," she giggled softly.
"Maybe I am," I said teasingly
She smiled and sipped at her wine and that's when I saw the gold band on her left ring finger. Damn it, shes married. I tried to ignore it and put my arm around her to kiss her. As soon as our lips touched I felt an electric surge course up my spine. I pulled away and stood up.
"What the hell am I doing, I should probably just take you home," I said turning my back to her.
"Jiyong, what's wrong? Whatever you're doing I approve," she said and turned towards her.
"You're married," I said softly.
"No I'm not," she said with a small laugh.
"What, your finger is just turning gold?" I said grabbing her hand with the gold band on it.
"It was my mother's," she said softly.
"So you really aren't married," I asked looking up in her eyes.
"Never have been, I don't even have a boyfriend," she said a bit her lip.
I locked my lips on hers again this time with more force behind it. She whimpered and I moved our wine glasses to the table before laying her back on the couch and laying on top of her. I made quick work of her clothes until the outfit she had been wearing for the shoot was all that was left. I stood up to remove my own clothes and she sat up and undid my belt buckle and jeans. She slid them down along with my boxers and I kicked them aside.
"Fuck," I gasped when she swallowed my hardness down her throat.
She moaned around me when I held her hair and thrusted myself in and out of her mouth.
I pulled away and pushed her back pulling her top down and clasping my mouth over one of her hardened nipples. I pulled her panties off and she spread her legs as I slid two fingers inside her.
"Oh fuck Jiyong," she groaned bucking her hips down onto my hand.
I slid down and flicked my tounge against her clit quickly and her back arched off the couch and she screamed as she came.
She gently pushed me back and stood up turning to face the couch and bending over. She looked back at me biting her lip.
I slid myself into her and groaned. She was so freaking tight.
"Oh my god baby, you feel so good" I moaned in here earning me a whimper from her.
I was teasing her with slow gentle thrusts and I could feel her shaking.
"Oh please Jiyongie, fuck me harder," she pleaded.
I picked the pace up and she let out a broken sob of gratitude. She reached between her legs and rubbed at her clit and she shrieked as she went over the edge again her clentching muscles sent me over with her.
When we were done her manager called her cell trying to find out where she was. She told him she was visiting a friend and would be back at the hotel in a little bit. I was saddened when I remembered she didn't even live in Seoul.
I took her back to the hotel and before she got out she looked at me.
"When I check out tomorrow, I don't have to return to the states. I could stay, if you want?" she said softly.
"What about your work," I asked her.
She shrugged and fiddled with one of the buttons on her blouse.
"Modeling is fun, but it's not like it's that big of a deal to me," She said and smiled.
I told her I'd pick her up tomorrow after she checked out. I knew it was awfully sudden to be doing this kind of stuff but I felt like it was right. I could help her with finding work, even if that meant she was modeling exclusively with me.
