G-Dragon One Shots (NC-17)

Seattleite Dreams

GD/OFC-Aneya

I didn't really have a place I called home. I chose to leave my home of Seattle, WA and travel the world tutoring people in english. I was a long time fan of G-Dragon also and was extremely shocked when someone on YG staff had heard of me and called me to asked me to join Kwon Jiyong on his tour since he would be speaking english through a large chunk of his tour. He was good in english already but him being a perfectionist he wanted to be better. I joined him after the Seoul concert which I attended.

I was nervous meeting him for the first time but he was just as shy as me and extremely sweet. Not to mention, god was he sexy. Pictures didnt do him justice. Interesting enough we seemed to hit off really well but I wasnt aware how well until we were flying back to Seoul from Singapore.

Being in first class gave us alot of privacy. I dozed off after night fell but woke with a start when we hit turbulence.

"You alright?" Jiyong's soothing voice came out of nowhere.

"Yes, Ive just never been a big fan of flying." I said with a nervous laugh.

Jiyong got ahold of a flight attendant and ordered us a few a drinks to try and calm my nerves.

It wasnt long after that I had noticed the staff that was with us had fallen asleep.

The plane jerked with more turbulence and I gasped and unconsciously grabbed Jiyong's hand.

"I think I know a way to help take your mind off it," Jiyong whispered

I looked at him confused, then shocked when he placed my hand on his crotch. I gasped feeling his hardness through his jeans.

"Jiyong," I whispered back at him.

"Shhh," he said and I watched him undo his belt and jeans and slide them down with his boxers exposing his cock to me.

I could feel my cheeks burning but was to turned on to care. My body seemed to go into autopilot as I grabbed the blanket Jiyong had requested earlier and threw it over our laps. I also rememberee to draw the privacy curtain around our seat. I wrapped my hand around his cock and steadily started stroking him. He let out a soft moan and his eyes fluttered shut as he bit his lip to keep quiet.

I felt his hand travel up my thigh under my skirt and I parted my legs gasping when his fingers slid into my panties and started rubbing my clit.

"Jiyong, we..." I tried to speak but his lips were suddenly on mine and his tounge was assaulting my mouth.

We got each other off just as the pilot came on the intercom to say we were descending into Seoul. Jiyong and I quickly cleaned up and I was thankful I had packed tissues in my carry on.

I left the airport separately from Jiyong and the staff. Jiyong had a two week break before his show in Bangkok and I wasnt going to see him again until a couple days before we left.

When the day came for us to go to Bangkok, Jiyong was acting a little different towards me as if what had happened in the plane didnt happen. I started wondering if I had disappointed him. We didnt speak afterwards really but that could of been cause we were in a hurry and he was recouperating before the next stint of shows. I on the other hand felt like my heart was going to burst out of its chest.

On our flight back to Seoul from Bangkok however, I managed to corner Jiyong at the bathroom on his way out. I quickly looked around to see if anyone was watching before I shoved him back inside and stepping in, closing and locking the door behind me.

"Aneya, whats wrong?" he asked me surprised.

"Did you forget what we did two weeks ago? Did I disappoint you?" I asked him.

"Of course not, Ive thought about it ever since it happened. I feel bad for making you uncomfortable and pretty much forcing myself on you," he said avoiding looking at me.

"You didnt, if I hadnt wanted it I would have stopped," I said

He looked at me with uncertainty. I sighed and shoved him back against the counter.

I wuickly undid his belt and pants, sliding them down with his underwear as I dropped to my knees. I looked up at him as I slid my mouth around his cock. He wasnt hard but it took very little stimulation to make him hard.

"Oh fuck, Aneya" he moaned softly to not alert anyone to what we were doing.

Jiyong thrusted in and out of my mouth and growled as he came down my throat. I smiled at him before standing up and leaving the bathroom, still noone was any wiser about our activities.

The next day we had to fly back out of Seoul to the states. Despite having talked about doing an afterparty after his Seattle concert, Jiyong was wanting to just head back to the hotel after the show.

He invited me up and I waited until his manager and the rest of the staff dispersed before making my way to his room. After letting me in he laid on his stomach on the bed and gave me a look that made my legs weak.

"Jiyong, please dont look at me like that," I said turning away from him with flushed cheeks.

"Why?" He asked and I heard him shifting on the bed.

I sighed and turned back towards him.

"What is this to you, Jiyong? It's not that I haven't enjoyed what we have done. Im just so confused. I dont want to just be used to get yourself off. I..." I started but he yanked me on to the bed with him and pinned me down.

"Im in love with you, Aneya. I want you so badly I feel like Im going crazy." he said and I was to shocked to speak.

He kissed me deeply and I helped him remove my clothes as well as his own. We were both way to frustrated to even bother with foreplay. He slid his cock inside me and I clung onto him tightly as he thrusted hard and fast.

We came togethee in a wave of moans and he growled in my ear making me tremble.

Despite us thinking everyone was going to have an issue with us we found out we were wrong. They were happy for Jiyong and seemed relieved he had finally found somebody.