“Let Me Warm You Up”
Fandom: Mystic Messenger
Pairing: Jihyun Kim x Reader
Rating: Mature, NSFW, please be over 18
Note: Merry Christmas, @pochayuuris , from your Secret Santa! Here’s some steamy V to keep you warm this holiday. ;)
Thanks to @mm-naughty-santa for hosting this event!
The bedroom was dark, dimly lit by the fairy lights strung around the window. Frost cracked at the edges of the glass. You gathered the blankets more tightly around you as you watched the gentle snowflakes tumble onto the quiet world outside. You’d walked through that biting cold barely a half hour ago, coming home with Jihyun after a night of Christmas Eve festivities with your friends and shivering something fierce, as bundled up as you were. Even though you had enjoyed the holiday with your loved ones, once you returned home, you jumped out of your party clothes and into your comfy pajamas so fast that you didn’t know where Jihyun was once you nestled into bed. You buried your head under the covers, and moments passed in silence as you concentrated on warming yourself up.
Then there were footsteps at the bedroom door, followed by a soft laugh.
“Warm enough yet?” came Jihyun’s voice.
You peeked through he covers and caught a glimpse of his turquoise hair. Then you hid your face again and hugged your knees to your chest as you curled your bare toes. You’d forgotten to wear socks. “No,” you said, your voice muffled.
The mattress dipped beside you. Jihyun lifted the covers, slipping into bed. A draft of cool air seeped into your cozy cocoon, and you yelped in displeasure. You flipped onto your other side, your back to him, desperate to get away from the cold.
“Poor darling,” he said as he settled next to you. “I’m sorry. It was my fault for wanting to walk home. I only wanted to watch the snowflakes glistening in the city lights at night. Thank you for indulging me.”
He curled up close to you and pressed the length of his body against your back. His arm wrapped around your shoulders. You couldn’t believe how warm he was, the complete opposite of how cold you felt right now. A shudder ran from your head to your toes as you leaned into him, the last remnants of ice melting into his comforting heat.
“Let me warm you up,” he whispered into your ear. He bowed his head and laid a tender kiss at the crook of your neck. Then another. And another. His hand grazed down your arm and moved to your waist.
“Mmm,” you intoned. You lifted your arm and reached back to caress his neck as he continued showering you with kisses.
You turned your head to tell him that you were well and warm now, that his touch was more than enough to get your pulse to quicken, but as soon as you opened your mouth, Jihyun’s hand slipped under your shirt and massaged your breast. A gasp escaped you, and he caught your mouth in his with a deep kiss. His thumb teased your nipple in slow circles. You leaned further back into him, succumbing to the pleasurable tingles coursing along your skin, and felt his bulge hardening against your ass.
His hand roved now to your ass, softly cupping the sweet curve at first, then suddenly he gripped it tightly. A low moan rumbled in his throat as his hips naturally grinded against you.
You weren’t just warm now. You were hot. Your cheeks were flushed red. Every part of your body was on fire. When you had been bundled and desperate for warmth only minutes ago, you were now burning so much that you wanted to tear the blankets off you. And maybe more.
Jihyun threw the covers toward the lower half of the bed, exposing the top halves of your bodies to cooler air. He leaned back down to kiss you, to caress you again. His hand wandered along your body until finally his fingers tugged at the waistband of your pants. You wanted them off anyway, so he helped you slide out of the fabric until your hips and thighs were entirely bare. You felt the cold rushing back to your skin, but Jihyun’s hand was warm as he caressed your legs.
Your breaths were short pants as he moved closer and closer to the space between your thighs. You didn’t realize how wet and warm you really were until his fingers stroked your sensitive spot. You moaned at contact and threw your head back against his shoulder as he rubbed up and down, and back again. Your legs spread wide of their own volition. You hooked one leg over his, opening yourself up to him. You didn’t just want him to stroke you; you wanted him inside you.
Then his fingers slid into you, filling your aching hole, and you let out a helpless whimper. He pumped slowly at first, teasing you, and then you begged. Begged him to go faster, to go deeper.
And he obliged. He inserted another finger inside you and pumped harder, until you were shaking and writhing against him. His other arm found his way around your body and he started rubbing your sensitive spot again with that hand as he fucked you with the other.
You couldn’t see anything anymore. The fairy lights at the window were aswirl in your vision, like a flurry of glistening snow in a storm. You held onto that dizzying image, your mind mad with utter sweet ecstacy. Jihyun’s name escaped your lips over and over again, and he thrust faster, his fingers slick with your desire for him. You closed your eyes and surrendered your all to him, surrendered to the pressure rising, expanding… until you could hold it in no longer.
Your body trembled and convulsed, and your scream disturbed the quiet night. Jihyun hugged you close as you rode your orgasm to completion, whispering sweetly into your ear.
When you came down from your high, you opened your eyes and swept the hair from your face. “I’m hot,” you panted.
Jihyun laughed and kissed your shoulder. “Glad I could help.”
Still pressed up against his back, you could feel that Jihyun was still hard. You pulled away from him and sat up to turn around and face him. You threw your shirt over your head and discarded it onto the bed. You smiled devilishly and crawled on top of him.
“Your turn.”
