Bodyguard Part 4: Lost and Found - Eunseo, Seola
Despite that night after the Revel of Delights, you tried to keep some distance between you and Eunseo - after all, she was the heiress to a fortune, and you were the heir to your parents’ meager savings. Her net worth was many million times yours the moment she was born, the two of you belonging to different worlds. No relationship beyond a physical one would end well, you thought. But Eunseo thought differently, and as she continued to request you as her bodyguard, little moments became sparks, keeping a little flame of hope alive despite your efforts to stay professional around her.
“Hey, can you get two drinks from that Gong Cha over there, I’m thirsty. Just get the usual,” Eunseo says right as she gets in the limo, the two of you ready to return to her mansion after a long day of events.
“Of course Miss Son.” You leave her in the care of the driver as you go and order two of Eunseo’s usual order - Milk tea with extra bubbles… and 100% sugar. Your tongue fights you as you voice the saccharine order to the cashier. Soon you return to the limo, sitting opposite Eunseo and placing the two drinks in the cup holders available.
“Thank you. Let’s go.” The driver nods and begins driving. With the press of a button the divider separating the two of you from the driver goes up, leaving the two of you alone in the limo.
“Thanks! One’s for you by the way.”
“No thank you, I find your order a little too sweet,” you decline diplomatically.
“Oh, well at least have the pearls.”
“How do I do that? There’s no spoon.”
“Like this.” Eunseo takes a big sip of her drink before pulling you by your tie and kissing you, pushing a few pearls into your mouth as she takes you by surprise. You hurriedly break the kiss, almost choking on the pearls as you do so.
“Miss-” She glares at you. “J-Juyeon, what are you doing!”
“Giving you some pearls.”
“You made a mess on your dress.”
“I’ll just throw it away, whatever,” she dismisses you with a wave. “Oh, but you have a stain too!” You look down, and to your annoyance you see a small milk tea colored stain on your shirt.
“It’s not a problem, I will wash it when I go back.”
“Wash it at my place!” Eunseo blurts out.
“I won’t have anything to-” You stop short when you realize what she is suggesting.
“W-Would you like to stay the night?” she asks softly. You ponder for only a moment.
“Yes.”
Her cries of pleasure echoed through her spacious bedroom as you ravished her that night, staining her far more than your shirt ever was.
You wake up the next morning with soft pecks on your cheek, her naked curves pressed against you, comfortably warmer than the silk blanket over the two of you.
“Good morning,” she whispers.
“Morning.”
“Can you stay a little longer? Please?”
“Sorry, I have to go to work.”
“Fine.” Pretending to help you get dressed, her hands work your collar, your shirt still stained - you’d have to change out of it at the office.
“Might I tempt you for a quickie?” Her fingers undo the work you just did, unbuttoning your shirt once more.
She might, and you show up for work far later than you should have.
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