Seduce

Seduce

by Jaewon

Summary:

During a short break from intense practice, my bratty girlfriend Giselle decides she wants something much hotter than snacks. As her boyfriend, bodyguard, and assistant manager, I try to take care of her needs the usual way — until she pulls me into a private room for a steamy, demanding quickie full of dirty talk and needy pleasure.

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The practice room smelled like sweat and floor cleaner, the mirrors still fogged up from the last run-through. Aespa had been pushing hard all morning for their upcoming comeback stage, and the girls were finally given a twenty-minute break to catch their breath. I stood by the side with my usual clipboard, checking the schedule and making sure everything was on track. Being their assistant manager, bodyguard, and — most importantly — Giselle’s boyfriend meant I wore a lot of hats, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Giselle looked incredible even after dancing nonstop. Her dark hair was slightly messy from all the sharp movements, and her cropped practice top clung to her body, showing off her toned stomach and the curve of her chest. Those tight shorts hugged her hips and ass perfectly. She caught my eye from across the room and gave me that mischievous little smirk she always wore when she was up to something.

I walked over to her with a water bottle already in hand. “You killed it out there, baby. Want something to eat? I can run and grab your favorite snacks real quick. Some strawberry milk too?”

Instead of answering, Giselle grabbed my wrist with surprising strength and tugged me toward the side door. Her members were chatting and stretching on the other side of the room, too tired to pay much attention. She didn’t say a word until we slipped into the small private rest room down the hall — the one usually reserved for quick costume changes or short meetings. The door clicked shut behind us, and she locked it with a quick twist.

“Giselle, what—” I started, but she cut me off by pushing me against the wall and kissing me hard. Her lips were demanding, tongue slipping into my mouth right away like she’d been thinking about this the whole practice. She tasted sweet, like the gum she’d been chewing earlier.

When she finally pulled back, her eyes were dark with want. “I don’t want snacks right now,” she whispered against my lips, voice low and bratty. “I want you. Right here. Don’t make me wait.”

Her hand slid down my chest and straight to the front of my shorts, palming me through the fabric. I was already getting hard from that kiss alone. “Fuck, baby… we only have like fifteen minutes.”

“Then you better make it count,” she said with a smirk, squeezing me. “Be a good boyfriend and fuck your needy girlfriend.”

I groaned softly and kissed her again, hands gripping her waist. Giselle was always like this when she got in one of her moods — bratty, demanding, and impossibly hot. She dropped to her knees right there on the tiled floor, tugging my shorts and boxers down in one smooth motion. My cock sprang free, already leaking at the tip. She wrapped her soft hand around the base and stroked me slowly, looking up at me with those pretty eyes.

“Look at you… already so hard for me,” she murmured, voice dripping with teasing satisfaction. “My big, strong bodyguard gets turned on so easily when I get a little demanding, huh?”

Before I could answer, she leaned in and took me into her warm mouth. The blowjob was hungry and confident — she sucked me deep right away, tongue swirling around the head before sliding down my shaft. One hand pumped the part she couldn’t fit while the other gently massaged my balls. Wet, filthy sounds filled the small room as she bobbed her head faster, cheeks hollowing out.

“Shit, Giselle…” I hissed, fingers threading through her hair. She hummed around me, the vibration shooting straight through my body. She pulled off with a wet pop, stroking me fast with her slick hand while looking straight up at me.

“You like when I suck your cock like this during break, don’t you? Such a dirty little secret while the others are resting outside.” Her dirty talk was low and playful, exactly the way she knew drove me crazy. “I’ve been thinking about this since the first song. My pussy’s been wet the whole time.”

She took me back into her mouth, sucking harder, pushing me deeper until I hit the back of her throat. I had to bite my lip to keep from moaning too loud. After a few more intense minutes, I pulled her up gently and kissed her, tasting myself on her tongue.

“My turn,” I said, turning us so she was against the wall. I dropped to my knees and yanked her shorts and panties down. She was soaked. I spread her legs and buried my face between her thighs, licking and sucking on her clit like I was starving. Giselle’s hand flew to my hair, gripping tight as she moaned.

“Yes… just like that, baby. Eat my pussy like a good assistant manager should.” Her voice was breathy but still carried that bratty edge. “We don’t have much time, so make me cum quick.”

I slid two fingers inside her, curling them while my tongue worked her clit. She was dripping down my hand in seconds, hips rocking against my face. It didn’t take long before her thighs started trembling and she came hard, biting her own arm to muffle her cry.

I stood up, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. Giselle’s eyes were glassy with pleasure, but she wasn’t done. She turned around, bracing her hands on the wall and pushing her ass back toward me.

“Fuck me now,” she demanded, looking over her shoulder. “I want it deep and fast. Fill me up before we have to go back.”

I didn’t need to be told twice. I rubbed my cock along her wet folds for a second before pushing inside her in one smooth thrust. She was so tight and warm, still pulsing from her orgasm. I gripped her hips and started fucking her hard and quick — exactly the kind of quickie she wanted. The sound of skin slapping echoed softly in the small room.

“God, you feel so good,” I groaned, leaning forward to kiss her neck. “So fucking wet for me.”

Giselle pushed back to meet every thrust, moaning softly. “Harder… yes, just like that. Fuck your bratty girlfriend’s pussy. You love when I drag you away like this, don’t you?”

I reached around and rubbed her clit while pounding into her, making her legs shake. We changed positions quickly — she turned to face me, lifting one leg so I could slide back in while standing. I held her thigh up, thrusting deep and kissing her messily. Her arms wrapped around my neck, nails digging into my shoulders.

“I’m close again,” she gasped between kisses. “Don’t pull out. Cum inside me. I want to feel it all day during practice.”

That dirty request pushed me right to the edge. I fucked her faster, the angle hitting just right. Giselle came first, clenching around me so tightly I saw stars. I followed right after, burying myself deep as I filled her with thick, warm cum. We stayed locked together for a few moments, breathing hard, sharing lazy kisses.

Finally, I pulled out carefully. A little of my cum dripped down her thigh, and she gave me a satisfied, bratty smile as she fixed her clothes. She looked flushed and glowing — the picture of someone who’d just been properly fucked.

Giselle smoothed her hair and gave me a quick peck on the lips. “Strawberry milk and those honey butter chips I like. The spicy ones. And hurry back before the break ends, okay?” She winked, unlocked the door, and slipped out like nothing had happened, leaving me standing there still catching my breath.

I fixed my own clothes, washed up quickly in the small sink, and headed out to grab her snacks with a stupid grin on my face. When I returned to the practice room a couple minutes later, Giselle was stretching again with the others. I handed her the strawberry milk and chips casually. She took them with a sweet “Thank you, oppa,” like she hadn’t just demanded I fuck her senseless in the side room.

But when no one was looking, she brushed her fingers against mine a little longer than necessary and whispered, “Good job. I feel much better now.”

The rest of practice went smoothly. Every time our eyes met across the room, she gave me that secret little smirk. I stayed close like always — her bodyguard, her assistant, her boyfriend — ready for whatever else she might demand next. Because with Giselle, there was never a dull moment. She kept me on my toes, and I loved every second of it.

Later that evening after practice wrapped up, we stole a few more quiet moments in the van on the way back. She leaned against me, head on my shoulder, fingers playing with mine under a jacket. “I wasn’t too bratty today, was I?” she asked softly, the demanding edge gone for now.

I kissed the top of her head. “You’re perfect. Even when you’re demanding.”

She smiled against my shoulder, and I felt her relax completely. Being with her — the quickies, the dirty talk, the soft moments after — made every long day worth it. Giselle was my favorite kind of trouble, and I wouldn’t have her any other way.

(bratty, fluffy quickie with Giselle felt fun, steamy, and loving in all the right ways., Good Night Everyone- Jaewon)