Junsu's Ten Attempts To Seduce Yoochun
Title: How To Seduce Your Man (aka Junsu's Ten Attempts At Seducing Yoochun)
Rating: PG (sexual content (slight) and swearing)
Pairing(s): YooSu (hints of YunJae)
Status: Complete; One-shot
Basic Synopsis: All Junsu wanted to do was seduce Yoochun one time...
Dedicated: To my dearest swallowtt because she is amazing and I promised her something not so... angsty~ ^^ hope you like it, dear!
How To Seduce Your Man
(aka Junsu’s Ten Attempts To Seduce Yoochun)
Yoochun was always known as the seductive one of our group. With a blink of his eye, he had women groveling at his feet. A slip of his shirt down his shoulder, showing those very yummy collar bones, he had people drooling. Bending over had half the country stalking us back to our tiny apartment to try and feel him up.
He still said I had the best behind ever… but not using those words exactly…
But… I wanted to seduce him just one time! Once!
We had been together for a little less than three years now, him turning twenty-two only a few months before, and we had done a lot in those few years. The only thing was:
He was always the one that had me on my knees… uh, literally and figuratively.
Maybe that is not what I am trying to say… I think what I mean is that, he is always the one turning me into a pile of love goo with his seduction skills.
So, now, it is nearing our third year anniversary and I want to do this one thing for him. I want to be the kinky one. I want to have him practically begging for me. I do not even mind being bottom as long as I am the one that had gotten him to want me.
I found the perfect (or at least what I hoped was) guide to help me seduce my Chunnie!
… Attempt Number One …
(1. Choose The Battle-Field Well)
According to the guide, setting was everything.
It had taken me a week of planning and trying to get the others out of our home. I would have preferred going out that weekend, but what with the paparazzi, I knew that would be impossible. So, I had paid for the three other members to go to the movies and to dinner, and set up the cutest little picnic in the middle of our apartment, waiting for Yoochun to get home.
It was three hours later when he arrived. Slightly miffed that the food was now cold and that he had not called to say he was going to be late, I gave him the dirtiest look I could muster when he got there.
“Hey, baby,” he greeted, dipping his face down to peck my lips, as took in the sight before him. “You did all this?”
I nodded, leaning back into his loose embrace, still mad at him. He noticed, slowly trying to make me feel better by trailing kisses down my neck. So much for me seducing him. I was practically putty in his hands. But I was cute putty with a nice behind!
I shifted in his lap, squirming innocently across his heated center. Even though I was at a slight disadvantage, I believed that I could still seduce him. My thoughts were proven correct by the low moan that vibrated across my shoulder and the feel of his excitement pressing into my backside.
“Hey, Chunnie, do you wan--”
I was cut off by the three other loud band mates stumbling into our apartment. Pouting that my plans had failed, I hopped off Yoochun and made my way to my bedroom, now out of the mood.
Taking out my check list I sighed.
Attempt number one: Failure!
… Attempt Number Two …
(2. The Power Of Scent)
The guide said that a man’s nose was very sensitive to certain smells.
Chunnie was a man (I knew this, I have seen the proof…!) so he should subject himself to my seduction if I smelled really nice.
I went to the bathroom, digging through the various colognes and hair products until I found one in particular that did not seem to smell so bad. Why I would jump myself I was not me… Or something like that… but I will stick to Chunnie, he is much better with pleasuring me than I am. That was probably too much information, though…
Since the guide never specified, I just dumped the whole bottle on myself, my nose tingling due to the strength of the perfume. I think I might have overdone it, but if it got Yoochun to get into my pants then it would be worth it, right?!
I stepped out of the bathroom, leaving the door open to air out the smell of the perfume, and found Chunnie all by himself in his work room. But before I could get to the doorframe, to test out my sexy look and smell, Yoochun started sneezing. A lot.
“What the” (sneeze) “fuck, Su?” (sneeze) “Are you try” (sneeze) “ing to fuck” (sneeze) “ing kill me?” Yoochun asked out in between his allergic reactions to my smell.
Well, I was trying to get him to make love to me… But apparently, that was not going to be happening anytime soon. Sighing dejectedly, I left the room and found my checklist again.
Attempt number two: Failure (and now I have to smell like a pineapple…)
… Attempt Number Three …
(3. Show A Little, But Hide A Little More)
This one required me to use my lethal weapon. My butt. So, deciding to enhance my curves, I stole some of Yunho’s leather pants (they worked for him and Jaejoong) and decided to wear them.
Four ripped pairs of pants and one big lecture from Yunho (about using his things without asking and demands of buying him more) later, I finally got into one pair. I gave out a cry of “YooSu sex! Fighting!” and made my way out of my room to find Yoochun.
I did not have to go far… he was sprawled on the couch watching some kind of television drama that seemed to interest him and Changmin. Smiling to myself, because this just had to be a victory for me, I stood in front of the TV and placed my hands on my hips.
“What do you think of these pants, Chunnie?” I asked happily, ignoring Changmin’s annoyed whine.
Yoochun sighed and tried to look around me, “Can’t you ask me in a minute, Su?”
“No, I want to know now.”
“Move your ass outta the way, Junsu!” Changmin pouted out and swiped at my legs in an attempt to get me to step away. He was only ever like this when it came to three things: food, porn, and TV (which usually consisted of the previous two).
With a frustrated huff, I stomped out of the room, hoping to draw Yoochun’s attention away from the screen and to my perky behind, but looking back… He was still staring dazedly at the stupid drama. Not watching where I was going, I tripped over my feet and stumbled into the hallway, my duck butt sticking up in the air and another pair of Yunho’s pants ripped.
With slumped shoulders, I scribbled over my check list once more.
Attempt number three: Failure (owe Yunnie new pants)
… Attempt Number Four …
(4. Be Super-Confident)
This one should be easy.
Chin up, back straight, wiggle my butt a little as I walked. Those would be key in having Yoochun drooling after me. I smiled to myself in the foggy mirror, no longer smelling like an overripe pineapple and instead used Jaejoong’s strawberry body wash. This time, smell was not going to be the main act, it was going to be my behind again as well as my ultra-super-duper-confidence.
I even wore my silky shirt because Chunnie said he liked the way it felt, as well as when it slipped down my shoulders. Chunnie is a pervert, and I have to use that to my advantage sometimes!
So, strutted into the living room, intent on making Chunnie mine, ignoring the awed look that Minnie was giving me and the funny noises coming from the kitchen. My brows furrowed, not seeing Chunnie anywhere, and I turned back to the younger band member on the couch.
If I had this affect on him, then Chunnie would have been ready to tear my clothes off.
“Where’s Chunnie, Min?” I asked trying snap him out of his daze.
“Chun… went to parent’s house… for weekend… You smell like food…”
Oh… he was only acting like this because I smelled like a big strawberry… I pouted and marched away, once again slamming my bedroom door shut.
I was spending a lot of time in the bedroom, but was not with that one person I wanted to be with in the bedroom…
This guide was not helpful at all.
Attempt number four: Failure (make sure Chunnie is home next time)
… Attempt Number Five …
(5. Send Signs Of Interest)
This time I should definitely not fail. All I have to do is turn him on with small gestures. Subtle. I can do subtle. That is my name… well, not really, because I am pretty sure that my name is Kim Junsu and not subtlety…
Back to the point.
We were gathered at the dinner table, Yunho leading the group in some kind of discussion that only Jaejoong seemed interested in. Yoochun sat across from me, talking to Changmin about some new song he had written, all the while Minnie was stealing my food off my plate… I did not mind though, I was too distracted by Chunnie’s lips and tongue and how I would go about this next attempt.
I placed one sock-covered foot on his shin, moving it up and down along his leg. I silently cheered when I got him attention. I bit my lip watching him from the corner of my eyes as I tried to keep my focus on Changmin… I turned back to Chunnie, licked my lips and dipped my gaze lower to his food.
“Su, if you want more, just ask,” Chunnie said, startling me out of my task, his plate now sitting in front of me.
I felt Jaejoong pat my thigh, seemingly understanding what I was doing, more than likely due to Yunho’s big mouth. I stabbed the plate angrily, swirled the food around, and then left once again to scribble out my latest failure.
Attempt number five: Failure (subtlety sucks)
… Attempt Number Six …
(6. The Magic of Anticipation)
All this one required was a game of hard-to-get.
Simple enough, right. God, I hoped so…
I curled with him on the couch, trailing my hands up and down his thighs absent-mindedly, and when I felt him react I drew back. This one was actually working, make him feel like I wanted him and then pull away. Yoochun had already stopped focusing on the movie and was staring intently at my lips. Until the phone rang… and the manager wanted us to go to the studio… and I ended up falling in the floor because Yoochun moved to get off and did not wait on me to move.
What an inconsiderate boyfriend!
In the midst of getting ready for work, I pulled out my notepad and sighed. Another attempt that ended with the same results.
Attempt number six: Failure…
… Attempt Number Seven …
(7. Killing Eyes)
Innocent. This should be easy. After all, I was the sweet one of the group, I could be sexy yet demure… I think.
Yoochun and I had finally gotten alone time, ordered in (not wanting to risk going out in public…) and were sharing a very intimate dinner with each other. I gazed up at him slowly, then when he looked I would lower my gaze again to my plate. This continued on for quite some time, Chunnie giving me a broad grin, apparently picking up on what I intended to do.
Then like every other time before, someone interrupted.
Chunnie’s cell phone started playing a familiar ring tone, one that I associated with his mother. Two seconds later, Chunnie was rushing to get his shoes on, and then another second and I was alone. Not wanting to give into the tears of frustration, I cleared away the food and blew out the candles.
With a bruised ego, I marked off number seven on the list.
Attempt number seven: Failure (turn off cell phones next time--actually unplug all phones)
… Attempt Number Eight …
(8. Touch Him “Accidentally”)
Now, this one was definitely going to be in my favor. Fan service was something that each member was used to, so we knew how to send little touches and try to make things not so obvious. What better way to turn Chunnie on than to give him little touches during a TV program? We would be spending a lot of time in the dressing rooms later, I just knew it…
Except for the fact, I was not scheduled to appear in this particular talk show, so I had to watch, sullenly, as Yoochun groped Minnie while Yunho talked about his childhood. Frowning (“You’re going to have a lot of wrinkles by the time you are thirty,” Jaejoong had said.) I pulled out my checklist from my backpack and marked off this one, too. I was far too mad to even consider doing this one again.
I also did not talk to Chunnie or Min for the rest of the night. Served them right for acting so touchy on camera.
Attempt number eight: Failure (YooMin sucks even more than subtlety)
… Attempt Number Nine …
(9. The Power Of Erotic Dancing)
This step had to work!!! It just had to. I was running out of ideas… Besides, who could resist me? I mean, aside from Yunho, I was the best dancer among the members, so I had Chunnie in the palm of my hands.
Imagine my excitement when Yunnie took us to a nice little club in downtown Seoul. Now I could definitely seduce my Chun!
So, while Yunho had taken Joongie to the middle of the room where they started to have sex on the dance floor practically, I stood nearer to our table, gyrating to the pounding beats, my eyes trained on Yoochun the whole time. It seemed to have the desired affect as Chunnie’s eyes were only on me and not the sexy waitress that was checking him out.
Then I felt two hands on my waist, and I knew they were not Chun’s. Oh, well, I decided, leaning back against the warm body and rocking my nice behind around on the other’s crotch, I needed to let Chunnie know what he was missing out on. Maybe I should have let the guy know what was going on before Chun became violent.
I tried shoving the man off me when his hands became more… adventurous, dipping down to cup me through my leather pants (I bought some to seduce Chun with!), his lips on my neck. I was doing a good job, too. I already had the man doubled over, holding his groin from where my elbow had came terribly close to making this man sterile for the rest of his life.
One major fight and getting banned from the club later, a very bummed out band was on its way back to their apartment, but apparently it was all my fault according to Chunnie. But I was not the one that started a fight with a very large man with a lot of big friends. He was nursing a black eye, swollen lip cut in one place, and a glare set in place, he refused to talk to me.
Even though I felt bad about it, I guess it was only fair. How come he could feel up Min on TV and I could not
dance dirtily with a pervert at a club? Where was the just in that?
Defeated, I scratched off my latest tactic as well.
Attempt number nine: Failure (no more clubbing with Chunnie…)
… Attempt Number Ten …
(10. The Secret Ingredient)
Apparently, this step was supposed to be the final piece of the puzzle.
But since I failed all the others… what was the point to try and make number ten happen?
I furiously tore the paper in two and threw it away, fat and angry tears stinging my eyes and flowing down the cheeks.
Yoochun found me later, curled up on the couch and hugging a stuffed duck tight against my chest, a depressing movie playing on the screen of our television set.
“W-what do you w-w-want?” I hiccupped out, not looking at him and hoping he would just leave.
Not only could I not seduce Chunnie, I could not even get rid of him. He sat down beside me, rubbed my back, and tried to get me to look at him. Huffily I shoved him away and turned to face the back of the couch, not wanting him to see that I was on the verge of tears.
“Su? Babe, what’s wrong? And…” he trailed off and I heard the rustling of paper. Curious, I peeked over my shoulder and to my horror, I saw my list in his hands. “What is this, Su?”
Rolling onto my back, staring at the funny texture of the ceiling, I answered him softly, “All I wanted to do was to seduce you like you always do to me?”
Then… he started laughing at me.
“Damn, Su? Do you even realize how sexy you are?” I looked up at him with large eyes, a happy smile on his face and a twinkle in his eye. “I try so hard not to jump you everyday. Your ass makes me horny.”
I rolled my eyes at Changmin’s gagging noises in the background, too focused on the gorgeous man (my boyfriend) in front of me. “But I wanted… I tried so hard! You did nothing or someone interrupted! I fail at this stupid stuff.”
I covered my face with my hands, feeling him pull me into his arms. I did not want him to see me like this. I was not attractive at all right now, duck pajamas and tearstained face. He must have thought I was ugly.
“Su, look at me.” I did as was told. “I love you, okay. You do not need some guide to tell you how to seduce me. Just being you is enough--and that one day with those leather pants… We can’t do those kinds of things with Min watching right? No more wearing those kinds of things in public places unless you want me to rip them off you.”
I giggled into his chest, and playfully punched his shoulder. He titled my chin up, my laughter slowly dying at the look in his eyes, and all I could see was him and how much I needed him. When our lips met, the passion tumbled out and sexual tension was finally being released. Stumbling down the hallway, my legs wrapped around his waist and lips attached hungrily to his neck, we finally made it to my bedroom…
… and this time, he was joining me on the bed.
author's notes: ^^ Yeah, so... not my usual thing, but oh well. I liked it. :)
If you want to read the actual guide/tips, you can find them Here (#1-5) and Here (#6-10)
Hope you enjoyed! :P
Rating: PG (sexual content (slight) and swearing)
Pairing(s): YooSu (hints of YunJae)
Status: Complete; One-shot
Basic Synopsis: All Junsu wanted to do was seduce Yoochun one time...
Dedicated: To my dearest swallowtt because she is amazing and I promised her something not so... angsty~ ^^ hope you like it, dear!
How To Seduce Your Man
(aka Junsu’s Ten Attempts To Seduce Yoochun)
Yoochun was always known as the seductive one of our group. With a blink of his eye, he had women groveling at his feet. A slip of his shirt down his shoulder, showing those very yummy collar bones, he had people drooling. Bending over had half the country stalking us back to our tiny apartment to try and feel him up.
He still said I had the best behind ever… but not using those words exactly…
But… I wanted to seduce him just one time! Once!
We had been together for a little less than three years now, him turning twenty-two only a few months before, and we had done a lot in those few years. The only thing was:
He was always the one that had me on my knees… uh, literally and figuratively.
Maybe that is not what I am trying to say… I think what I mean is that, he is always the one turning me into a pile of love goo with his seduction skills.
So, now, it is nearing our third year anniversary and I want to do this one thing for him. I want to be the kinky one. I want to have him practically begging for me. I do not even mind being bottom as long as I am the one that had gotten him to want me.
I found the perfect (or at least what I hoped was) guide to help me seduce my Chunnie!
… Attempt Number One …
(1. Choose The Battle-Field Well)
According to the guide, setting was everything.
It had taken me a week of planning and trying to get the others out of our home. I would have preferred going out that weekend, but what with the paparazzi, I knew that would be impossible. So, I had paid for the three other members to go to the movies and to dinner, and set up the cutest little picnic in the middle of our apartment, waiting for Yoochun to get home.
It was three hours later when he arrived. Slightly miffed that the food was now cold and that he had not called to say he was going to be late, I gave him the dirtiest look I could muster when he got there.
“Hey, baby,” he greeted, dipping his face down to peck my lips, as took in the sight before him. “You did all this?”
I nodded, leaning back into his loose embrace, still mad at him. He noticed, slowly trying to make me feel better by trailing kisses down my neck. So much for me seducing him. I was practically putty in his hands. But I was cute putty with a nice behind!
I shifted in his lap, squirming innocently across his heated center. Even though I was at a slight disadvantage, I believed that I could still seduce him. My thoughts were proven correct by the low moan that vibrated across my shoulder and the feel of his excitement pressing into my backside.
“Hey, Chunnie, do you wan--”
I was cut off by the three other loud band mates stumbling into our apartment. Pouting that my plans had failed, I hopped off Yoochun and made my way to my bedroom, now out of the mood.
Taking out my check list I sighed.
Attempt number one: Failure!
… Attempt Number Two …
(2. The Power Of Scent)
The guide said that a man’s nose was very sensitive to certain smells.
Chunnie was a man (I knew this, I have seen the proof…!) so he should subject himself to my seduction if I smelled really nice.
I went to the bathroom, digging through the various colognes and hair products until I found one in particular that did not seem to smell so bad. Why I would jump myself I was not me… Or something like that… but I will stick to Chunnie, he is much better with pleasuring me than I am. That was probably too much information, though…
Since the guide never specified, I just dumped the whole bottle on myself, my nose tingling due to the strength of the perfume. I think I might have overdone it, but if it got Yoochun to get into my pants then it would be worth it, right?!
I stepped out of the bathroom, leaving the door open to air out the smell of the perfume, and found Chunnie all by himself in his work room. But before I could get to the doorframe, to test out my sexy look and smell, Yoochun started sneezing. A lot.
“What the” (sneeze) “fuck, Su?” (sneeze) “Are you try” (sneeze) “ing to fuck” (sneeze) “ing kill me?” Yoochun asked out in between his allergic reactions to my smell.
Well, I was trying to get him to make love to me… But apparently, that was not going to be happening anytime soon. Sighing dejectedly, I left the room and found my checklist again.
Attempt number two: Failure (and now I have to smell like a pineapple…)
… Attempt Number Three …
(3. Show A Little, But Hide A Little More)
This one required me to use my lethal weapon. My butt. So, deciding to enhance my curves, I stole some of Yunho’s leather pants (they worked for him and Jaejoong) and decided to wear them.
Four ripped pairs of pants and one big lecture from Yunho (about using his things without asking and demands of buying him more) later, I finally got into one pair. I gave out a cry of “YooSu sex! Fighting!” and made my way out of my room to find Yoochun.
I did not have to go far… he was sprawled on the couch watching some kind of television drama that seemed to interest him and Changmin. Smiling to myself, because this just had to be a victory for me, I stood in front of the TV and placed my hands on my hips.
“What do you think of these pants, Chunnie?” I asked happily, ignoring Changmin’s annoyed whine.
Yoochun sighed and tried to look around me, “Can’t you ask me in a minute, Su?”
“No, I want to know now.”
“Move your ass outta the way, Junsu!” Changmin pouted out and swiped at my legs in an attempt to get me to step away. He was only ever like this when it came to three things: food, porn, and TV (which usually consisted of the previous two).
With a frustrated huff, I stomped out of the room, hoping to draw Yoochun’s attention away from the screen and to my perky behind, but looking back… He was still staring dazedly at the stupid drama. Not watching where I was going, I tripped over my feet and stumbled into the hallway, my duck butt sticking up in the air and another pair of Yunho’s pants ripped.
With slumped shoulders, I scribbled over my check list once more.
Attempt number three: Failure (owe Yunnie new pants)
… Attempt Number Four …
(4. Be Super-Confident)
This one should be easy.
Chin up, back straight, wiggle my butt a little as I walked. Those would be key in having Yoochun drooling after me. I smiled to myself in the foggy mirror, no longer smelling like an overripe pineapple and instead used Jaejoong’s strawberry body wash. This time, smell was not going to be the main act, it was going to be my behind again as well as my ultra-super-duper-confidence.
I even wore my silky shirt because Chunnie said he liked the way it felt, as well as when it slipped down my shoulders. Chunnie is a pervert, and I have to use that to my advantage sometimes!
So, strutted into the living room, intent on making Chunnie mine, ignoring the awed look that Minnie was giving me and the funny noises coming from the kitchen. My brows furrowed, not seeing Chunnie anywhere, and I turned back to the younger band member on the couch.
If I had this affect on him, then Chunnie would have been ready to tear my clothes off.
“Where’s Chunnie, Min?” I asked trying snap him out of his daze.
“Chun… went to parent’s house… for weekend… You smell like food…”
Oh… he was only acting like this because I smelled like a big strawberry… I pouted and marched away, once again slamming my bedroom door shut.
I was spending a lot of time in the bedroom, but was not with that one person I wanted to be with in the bedroom…
This guide was not helpful at all.
Attempt number four: Failure (make sure Chunnie is home next time)
… Attempt Number Five …
(5. Send Signs Of Interest)
This time I should definitely not fail. All I have to do is turn him on with small gestures. Subtle. I can do subtle. That is my name… well, not really, because I am pretty sure that my name is Kim Junsu and not subtlety…
Back to the point.
We were gathered at the dinner table, Yunho leading the group in some kind of discussion that only Jaejoong seemed interested in. Yoochun sat across from me, talking to Changmin about some new song he had written, all the while Minnie was stealing my food off my plate… I did not mind though, I was too distracted by Chunnie’s lips and tongue and how I would go about this next attempt.
I placed one sock-covered foot on his shin, moving it up and down along his leg. I silently cheered when I got him attention. I bit my lip watching him from the corner of my eyes as I tried to keep my focus on Changmin… I turned back to Chunnie, licked my lips and dipped my gaze lower to his food.
“Su, if you want more, just ask,” Chunnie said, startling me out of my task, his plate now sitting in front of me.
I felt Jaejoong pat my thigh, seemingly understanding what I was doing, more than likely due to Yunho’s big mouth. I stabbed the plate angrily, swirled the food around, and then left once again to scribble out my latest failure.
Attempt number five: Failure (subtlety sucks)
… Attempt Number Six …
(6. The Magic of Anticipation)
All this one required was a game of hard-to-get.
Simple enough, right. God, I hoped so…
I curled with him on the couch, trailing my hands up and down his thighs absent-mindedly, and when I felt him react I drew back. This one was actually working, make him feel like I wanted him and then pull away. Yoochun had already stopped focusing on the movie and was staring intently at my lips. Until the phone rang… and the manager wanted us to go to the studio… and I ended up falling in the floor because Yoochun moved to get off and did not wait on me to move.
What an inconsiderate boyfriend!
In the midst of getting ready for work, I pulled out my notepad and sighed. Another attempt that ended with the same results.
Attempt number six: Failure…
… Attempt Number Seven …
(7. Killing Eyes)
Innocent. This should be easy. After all, I was the sweet one of the group, I could be sexy yet demure… I think.
Yoochun and I had finally gotten alone time, ordered in (not wanting to risk going out in public…) and were sharing a very intimate dinner with each other. I gazed up at him slowly, then when he looked I would lower my gaze again to my plate. This continued on for quite some time, Chunnie giving me a broad grin, apparently picking up on what I intended to do.
Then like every other time before, someone interrupted.
Chunnie’s cell phone started playing a familiar ring tone, one that I associated with his mother. Two seconds later, Chunnie was rushing to get his shoes on, and then another second and I was alone. Not wanting to give into the tears of frustration, I cleared away the food and blew out the candles.
With a bruised ego, I marked off number seven on the list.
Attempt number seven: Failure (turn off cell phones next time--actually unplug all phones)
… Attempt Number Eight …
(8. Touch Him “Accidentally”)
Now, this one was definitely going to be in my favor. Fan service was something that each member was used to, so we knew how to send little touches and try to make things not so obvious. What better way to turn Chunnie on than to give him little touches during a TV program? We would be spending a lot of time in the dressing rooms later, I just knew it…
Except for the fact, I was not scheduled to appear in this particular talk show, so I had to watch, sullenly, as Yoochun groped Minnie while Yunho talked about his childhood. Frowning (“You’re going to have a lot of wrinkles by the time you are thirty,” Jaejoong had said.) I pulled out my checklist from my backpack and marked off this one, too. I was far too mad to even consider doing this one again.
I also did not talk to Chunnie or Min for the rest of the night. Served them right for acting so touchy on camera.
Attempt number eight: Failure (YooMin sucks even more than subtlety)
… Attempt Number Nine …
(9. The Power Of Erotic Dancing)
This step had to work!!! It just had to. I was running out of ideas… Besides, who could resist me? I mean, aside from Yunho, I was the best dancer among the members, so I had Chunnie in the palm of my hands.
Imagine my excitement when Yunnie took us to a nice little club in downtown Seoul. Now I could definitely seduce my Chun!
So, while Yunho had taken Joongie to the middle of the room where they started to have sex on the dance floor practically, I stood nearer to our table, gyrating to the pounding beats, my eyes trained on Yoochun the whole time. It seemed to have the desired affect as Chunnie’s eyes were only on me and not the sexy waitress that was checking him out.
Then I felt two hands on my waist, and I knew they were not Chun’s. Oh, well, I decided, leaning back against the warm body and rocking my nice behind around on the other’s crotch, I needed to let Chunnie know what he was missing out on. Maybe I should have let the guy know what was going on before Chun became violent.
I tried shoving the man off me when his hands became more… adventurous, dipping down to cup me through my leather pants (I bought some to seduce Chun with!), his lips on my neck. I was doing a good job, too. I already had the man doubled over, holding his groin from where my elbow had came terribly close to making this man sterile for the rest of his life.
One major fight and getting banned from the club later, a very bummed out band was on its way back to their apartment, but apparently it was all my fault according to Chunnie. But I was not the one that started a fight with a very large man with a lot of big friends. He was nursing a black eye, swollen lip cut in one place, and a glare set in place, he refused to talk to me.
Even though I felt bad about it, I guess it was only fair. How come he could feel up Min on TV and I could not
dance dirtily with a pervert at a club? Where was the just in that?
Defeated, I scratched off my latest tactic as well.
Attempt number nine: Failure (no more clubbing with Chunnie…)
… Attempt Number Ten …
(10. The Secret Ingredient)
Apparently, this step was supposed to be the final piece of the puzzle.
But since I failed all the others… what was the point to try and make number ten happen?
I furiously tore the paper in two and threw it away, fat and angry tears stinging my eyes and flowing down the cheeks.
Yoochun found me later, curled up on the couch and hugging a stuffed duck tight against my chest, a depressing movie playing on the screen of our television set.
“W-what do you w-w-want?” I hiccupped out, not looking at him and hoping he would just leave.
Not only could I not seduce Chunnie, I could not even get rid of him. He sat down beside me, rubbed my back, and tried to get me to look at him. Huffily I shoved him away and turned to face the back of the couch, not wanting him to see that I was on the verge of tears.
“Su? Babe, what’s wrong? And…” he trailed off and I heard the rustling of paper. Curious, I peeked over my shoulder and to my horror, I saw my list in his hands. “What is this, Su?”
Rolling onto my back, staring at the funny texture of the ceiling, I answered him softly, “All I wanted to do was to seduce you like you always do to me?”
Then… he started laughing at me.
“Damn, Su? Do you even realize how sexy you are?” I looked up at him with large eyes, a happy smile on his face and a twinkle in his eye. “I try so hard not to jump you everyday. Your ass makes me horny.”
I rolled my eyes at Changmin’s gagging noises in the background, too focused on the gorgeous man (my boyfriend) in front of me. “But I wanted… I tried so hard! You did nothing or someone interrupted! I fail at this stupid stuff.”
I covered my face with my hands, feeling him pull me into his arms. I did not want him to see me like this. I was not attractive at all right now, duck pajamas and tearstained face. He must have thought I was ugly.
“Su, look at me.” I did as was told. “I love you, okay. You do not need some guide to tell you how to seduce me. Just being you is enough--and that one day with those leather pants… We can’t do those kinds of things with Min watching right? No more wearing those kinds of things in public places unless you want me to rip them off you.”
I giggled into his chest, and playfully punched his shoulder. He titled my chin up, my laughter slowly dying at the look in his eyes, and all I could see was him and how much I needed him. When our lips met, the passion tumbled out and sexual tension was finally being released. Stumbling down the hallway, my legs wrapped around his waist and lips attached hungrily to his neck, we finally made it to my bedroom…
… and this time, he was joining me on the bed.
author's notes: ^^ Yeah, so... not my usual thing, but oh well. I liked it. :)
If you want to read the actual guide/tips, you can find them Here (#1-5) and Here (#6-10)
Hope you enjoyed! :P