warm like the sun
day 6 — temperature play w/ jooyeon ⌞⌗ kinktober ⌝
𓂃⠀𓈒 boxer!jooyeon x fem!reader
genre: smut ( 18+ ) ── 1.7k words
✎… established relationship, soft!dom!reader, sub!jooyeon, oil massage (m!rec), edging (m!rec), sensation play (m!rec), temperature play, handjob (m!rec), pet names
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Jooyeon breathes in, deeply and slowly, as he gets more and more enveloped in the soothing scent. The rich herbal aroma wraps his body like a comfy blanket, but also relaxes his mind as you focus your touch on his upper back.
He’s resting on his stomach, face pressed against the mattress while your gentle hands glide over his broad shoulders, squeezing with a nice grip that has him humming delightfully from time to time.
His sore muscles feel not so irritating as they did before while he was at the boxing gym.
You strictly follow all of the instructions you read on the internet - you massage the hot oil into the skin using circular strokes to reduce tension, and you work the neck, shoulders and upper back first, before moving onto larger parts such as arms, legs and lower back.
Judging by his blissful state, you're doing something right.
“You did so well today.” You lean a bit as you straddle Jooyeon's hips, letting your hands slide down his back before going up again. At this point, they’re almost burning from the natural oil as you keep rubbing it into his soft skin. “Feeling a bit better now?”
He almost didn’t hear your mellow voice since he’s close to falling asleep.
“Yeah, thanks, baby.” He murmurs. Keeping his eyes shut, he focuses on your body movements on top of him, and the temperature that’s only rising higher. “I’ve recorded some of it so we’ll see how I feel about it after I watch it.”
“Don’t be so hard on yourself.” You keep your voice low before grabbing the bottle next to you. You spill some oil in your palm and resume to free him from all pressure. “You’re improving every day, enjoy the process.”
Jooyeon’s face frowns for a second when you press against one spot at his left shoulder, but quickly forms a lazy smile once he hears your words.
“Wise princess.” He comments slowly. “Baby, this is soo hot.”
Your hands slow down the pace until they stop completely on his waist before you move to kneel on the mattress.
“The oil…” He adds, still sounding half-asleep. “It’s too hot.”
“That’s the point, Joo.” You explain, amused at your own silly assumptions. “You can turn around now.” You playfully pat his butt and watch him struggle to flip on his back.
The towel underneath him messes up and the sheets are now getting stained from the oil as he gets comfortable, but you decide to ignore that. You lay eyes on him as he rests one hand on his forehead after running it through his chestnut colored hair. It’s a mess, but it only makes him even more enjoyable to stare at. His knuckles are still a bit bruised with reddish hues you’ve already kissed multiple times.
“Is this supposed to burn?” He asks slightly opening his eyes with comedic suspicion.
“Just a little,” you reply after straddling his lap again. The material of his sports shorts creates muffled sounds beneath you as you adjust. “But you’re mostly just being dramatic.”
“No, I kinda like it actually.” He smirks lazily, but just a second later, his lips part in a silent gasp; your palms slowly travel up his chest, then they gently close together when you reach for his neck. “Mmm...”
Your touch roams around, wet and hot; so warm that he’s convinced there’s no place on his body that isn’t burning up right now. He stays with eyes closed shut, enjoying the unfamiliar sensation; the powerful earthy scent that makes his brain fuzzy.
Your fingertips brush over his nipples and you finally see a reaction from him once your thumbs tease with one or two circling motions.
“Miss,” he speaks out, centring his head so he can look at you, “is this a part of the procedure?”
You grin at the playful spark in his eye. His cheeks have earned a cute pink blush and he looks so attractive, you cannot look away.
“I do it for special clients only,” you tease back, and to make sure you’re sensing it right… you grind against the stiff bump beneath your crotch which causes his smirk to grow with zero shame. “Really, baby?”
“If you were a guy getting a massage from your hot girlfriend you’d get hard too.”
Your hands don’t stop gliding around as you fool around. The oils are soaking into his heated skin and the effects are obvious to you, but you’re not sure if they’re obvious to Jooyeon. The comforting fragrance in the room in addition to the hot stimulation lingering on his body, spread by your two loving hands, turns him on.
Excitement flutters in your tummy as you realise you just found a new interesting way to have fun with him.
Despite acknowledging your sly smile, he still doesn’t have a clue about it.
You lean into his flushed face and press your lips against his; he separates them right away to accept your tongue. Subconsciously or not, his hips shift beneath you, and the friction against his semi hard on makes him groan into the kiss. The warmth in his flesh, and the warmth radiating from your fingers, wrapping around his wrists to keep his hands above his head is still strong and electrifying.
Not long after, you back away and he whines quietly at the sudden separation, but once you pull down his pants he grins approvingly at what’s about to follow.
Usually, he’d say something, something dirty or teasing, but judging by the tiredness covering his face and making his eyelids heavy, he remains silent, for now. He rests his head against the pillows and lets you do whatever you want.
With a good amount of oil on your hands, you explore the area around his now full erection; you make his lower abdomen glistening, you take your time caressing his inner thighs which at one moment causes him to breathe more heavily.
His senses are tingling; extra heightened by every light scratching of your nails as you graze them up and down. The heat is radiating all around his cock, but the thrill feels like it’s shooting right through his core.
His cock twitches, and he finally gives you a look.
“Baby, come on…” His voice leaves his dry mouth with a small whiny note. “Stop teasing me, baby.”
You laugh at his desperate sigh, and after giving his pretty panting mouth one last look, you lock fingers around his length and slowly tug at it; his own bruised fingers turn into tight fists, clenching at the bedsheets as you do so.
Sound of relief slips through his lips as your damped hand hugs his erection. There’s still some slippery texture left on your skin making each tug effortless and slick; so lewd sounding too.
Jooyeon cannot resist the urge to moan already. The pleasure invaded his body too quickly, making him rock-hard in your palm.
“Shit—“ he gasps although you’re still twirling your hand around slowly; the strokes are perfectly firm and smooth, coming through a sensual pace. He’s never felt this good before. This is some type of numbing pleasure. His voice rises despite his exhaustion, provoked by your other palm squeezing his balls gently. “Fuck, baby—“
You let go with a chuckle, and Jooyeon’s sleepy eyes look down with disappointment. But he doesn’t complain, he drops his head back into the cushion, breathing excitedly. One of his hands gets a hold of the sheets again.
“How are you feeling? Is it too much?”
You lean down, placing a kiss under his bellybutton. He’s gotten so sensitive that even this small touch makes his tummy clench. Even your breathing so close to his skin stimulates him further.
“Like I’m about to cum,” he murmurs and his closed eyes start to squeeze harder when your nails begin to move up and down his thighs again - these super light lines that drive him crazy. “Please, please, no more of this…” He grabs one of your hands to stop it.
At the same time, his hips buck up, thrusting into nothing. He laughs at himself too, when he hears your giggles, but solely out of desperation.
“No more of what?” You continue to edge him, but with words. “What do you want, pretty boy? Say it.”
You keep your hands still, but your eyes are constantly alternating between his gaze and his parted lips.
“I want to cum, baby… soo bad,” he guides your hand to his cock, and you let him. “Please, make me cum, I really need you.” His hand presses yours against him, his hips shift upward again, but this time he really feels something, and it makes him groan despite it not being as strong as he needs. “However you want,” he adds, glancing at your little shorts so quickly you almost miss it.
But you don’t.
The oil is starting to do its thing, and Jooyeon feels how his erection heats up as you press the head of his cock against your clit. The nicely scented moisture is smeared along your folds and his length glides between them perfectly, making you feel good too.
His body is completly still, his attention stays on your fingers that hold him pressed against your pussy; the only movement is the one of his teeth biting on his lip as your hips move sensually, pushing him closer to the edge with each following rub.
That is… if he's not moaning how hot you are, making you want to peek at his face where droplets of sweat glisten on his forehead. You notice his neck is sweating too.
“Fuck—“
His eyes roll back.
While pressing his head against the pillow, the veins of Jooyeon's glistening neck become more evident than before. You can see them up close once you let your body fall forward in order to rub yourself against him better. The view waters your mouth as you remain focused on moving your hips.
You haven't quicken the pace at all. You don't want to and you don't need to. You both want to cum like this - slowly, with flushed bodies sticking to each other and warm like the sun; while the pure aroma in the air comforts your senses, and the pleasure rising from each brush of your clit along Jooyeon's length gets you both high.
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