A/N Disclaimer: I do not own Mystic Messenger.
This is the last Zen one-shot that I have in my stories until Christmas. This is not related to the multi-chapter story.
Sexual content ahead. I redid the scene after Zen takes MC back to his apartment to be a little spicier. Please read and review!
Mun-Hee is having a nightmare when the phone rings. She's jerked out of it and works to regulate her breathing before answering the phone. "Hello?"
"Babe… It's me. You seemed tired, so I didn't wake you up. Right now, I'm getting something to eat. I called just in case you'd get scared after finding out I'm not there, haha."
"Oh. Thank you. Um, how close are you?" An idea is starting to form in her mind, and she needs to know how much time she has.
"I'm on my way home, so don't worry. Okay? I'm almost there. Almost? Man—I would've just bought the whole supermarket and shoved it in my fridge if I knew this would happen… I feel so bad for leaving you there alone. From now on, I'm going to keep my fridge packed all the time. Are you doing okay?"
Mun-Hee puts the phone on loudspeaker, extricates herself from the blankets, and stands from the bed. "Yeah, I was just having a nightmare. I'll be okay. I only need you, so hurry up."
"I'll make sure you're never in that position again," he promises. "How can you manage to be so adorable even as we speak? Alright. I'll be right there." Mun-Hee begins frantically tugging at her clothes. The capris pants and oversized T-shirt she was wearing when Zen got her are thrown to the bed followed by her bra and panties. "So, are you sure you're okay to live with me?" She folds the clothes as fast as she can and hides them on one of the lower shelves of his closet.
"Yeah, that's totally fine. I mean, I'm your girlfriend now, so it was probably going to happen eventually. As long as you're serious about me." She looks at herself in the floor-length mirror on the back of the closet door. Her stomach is nicely flat today, and her breasts are looking full. The hair at the apex of her thighs is trimmed. Overall, she thinks she doesn't look half-bad.
"I am serious about you, babe. I can see the door. Don't get yourself out here, and just wait for me under the covers, okay? My lovely princess. I'll tell you again when I get inside, but I can't stand it. I need to say it now. I love you. I love you. I love you!"
"I love you too," she says, jumping in the bed and pulling the covers up to her neck.
"See you in a second," he replies. "I'll tell you the rest while looking into your eyes. Muah, muah, muah!" She hangs up the phone, places it on the nightstand, and fully cocoons herself in the blankets.
She can hear when he comes in the house and can hear the banging of cabinets and the opening and closing of the refrigerator as he's putting things away. Nerves build in her stomach, but she wants this. She wants this with Zen. Mun-Hee rolls to face the wall and waits for him. Soon enough, she is granted the sound of the bedroom door opening.
"So good to be back," Zen sighs as he pulls off his shirt and slinks into bed. His arms automatically reach out to pull her to him, and his hand encloses over an exposed breast. "M-Mun-Hee?" he questions in a squeaky voice.
She slowly turns around and pulls the blanket away from her nude body. Zen's eyes nearly pop out of his head, and she shoots him a soft smile. "I don't want to sleep right away," she whispers.
Zen's throat has gone dry. Mun-Hee is beautiful. She's all soft curves and creamy skin. Her breasts are perfection with nipples crying out to be touched, and the slope of her hip is just begging to be caressed by his large hand. "Are you sure?" he asks, almost afraid of the answer.
"I am," she confirms. "Have you done this before?"
"A couple of times," he admits shamefacedly.
"Oh," she says, sounding a little sad. She shakes herself out of it quickly. "Did you ever do it with someone you loved?"
"No," he reveals, looking even more ashamed.
"Then this will be a first for you too," she soothes. He shoots her a grateful smile before leaning forward and kissing her. It's just as sweet as their first kiss, but this one has the promise of so much more laced with it. He moves himself closer to her, and she scoots until their torsos are pressed together. He brokenly groans at the feel of her warm body and angles her head to be kissed more deeply.
Knowing that it's her first time, Zen takes things slow. He wouldn't want to be too overzealous and hurt her. His arms are wrapped around her soft body, and he feels her thin arms settle around his lower back, lightly drawing circles in the skin there. Zen's breath hitches a bit. She was right; they've barely done anything, and it's already vastly different from anything he's ever experienced before.
Mun-Hee can tell that Zen is trying not to scare her away, but he could never frighten her. She quickly realizes that she'll have to be the one to move things forward, and she sneaks her tongue into his mouth when he goes to take a breath.
All that goes through Zen's head is oh my god. Her tongue is velvety against his, and he swiftly rises to meet her, tangling his with hers and stroking inside her mouth. Her answering moan is the sweetest music he's ever heard in his life, and he's heard quite a lot of music.
Gaining a little more courage that she truly wants this, he pulls one hand from her back and runs it up and down her side, squeezing bits of flesh that he finds along the way. When he finally grasps her breast and lingers there, she breaks away from him and whimpers, eyes sliding closed to enjoy the feeling. He extricates his other hand from her and lightly presses her to lay on her back, crawling over her prone body and laying kisses on her neck. "Zen," she chokes out, angling her head to give him better access.
"What is it, babe?" he asks, his voice deep and husky.
"I need you," she sighs. "I know you don't want to hurt me, but it'll be okay. Please."
"I really want you to enjoy it," he says sheepishly.
"I am, and I will. Please, Zen," she begs unabashedly.
"Okay," he relents and moves his fingers between her legs. She's already wet but not quite wet enough for what they're planning. He carefully slides one finger into her entrance and nearly passes out at how tight it is. He can't wait to feel that around a larger part of him.
She stills a little at the feeling but gets used to it fast, especially when his thumb comes up to swirl around the bundle of nerves at the top of her legs. A choked sort of shriek leaves her mouth, and her grip on his shoulders tightens to an almost painful degree. This time, he doesn't wait too long to add another digit, and he curls them inside her in time with the presses of his thumb.
Zen can tell she's close by the trembling of her legs. Her face is beautifully flushed, and the blush reaches the tops of her breasts. Suddenly, they look too delicious to ignore, and he leans down and sucks one pebbled nipple into his mouth.
"Zen!" she cries, coming undone around his fingers.
He continues his movements through the aftershocks and only removes them when her body calms into light twitching. Reaching over to his nightstand, he grabs a condom out of the drawer and rolls it onto himself. "You su—"
"Zen, if you ask me if I'm sure one more time, I might just hit you," she threatens, a glare that he thinks is supposed to look threatening but only looks adorable on her face.
"Okay, okay," he replies with a chuckle. He lines himself up and slowly presses in. Her eyes are a little pinched at the corners, but she relaxes enough that he's able to slide all the way in without much trouble. "Is it bad?"
"Just give me a second," she sighs. "It's not as bad as I thought it would be, but I need a second."
He bends over her, struck by how tiny she looks pinned underneath him, and kisses her as deeply as he is able to. Her hands leave his shoulders and link together behind his neck. Lost in the kiss, she barely notices when he slides out and back in again until his thrusts gain a bit more power. Almost unconsciously, she starts to meet him thrust for thrust, and her mind becomes clouded with Zen. Nothing else in the world matters except the man above her.
Zen thinks he must've died and gone to heaven. The feel of her around him is like nothing else in the world. Every bad thing that has ever happened to him disappears. Everything disappears. There's just Zen and Mun-Hee.
He continues his moderate, rhythmic pace until he feels her legs latch around his waist, pulling him into her. After that, he can't be expected to keep up that pace. The speed increases, and her gasps and breathy moans are the only sound besides that of their bodies coming together over and over again. He's slamming into a spot inside her that makes her head spin, and her screams are cut off when another orgasm smashes into her, sending little shockwaves all the way down her limbs and overtaking her entire being. Zen's eyes roll back in his head when he feels her tightness clench even more around him, and he reaches his own peak, shuddering and groaning her name like a prayer.
He collapses on top of her, his body dwarfing hers, but she can't even bring herself to protest the added weight. Her mind is too far gone. The only thing she's capable of registering is when he slides out of her, and she immediately misses the warmth and pressure of him. "Zen," she whines, a small pout pulling at her pink lips.
"I'm right here, princess," he soothes, falling back into bed and gathering her limp form into his strong embrace. She burrows into his chest and happily sighs. "Did you have fun?" he asks, unable to stop himself.
She pries one eye open and peeks up at him. "I did. And you?" There's a trace of fear in her voice that he catches, and he wants to put all those fears to rest right away.
"That was the best thing that ever happened to me," he admits truthfully, hugging her closer than before. "I love you."
"Love you too," she murmurs, allowing herself to be comforted by being surrounded in Zen's scent. "Sleep now."
"I'll be right here. Always," he promises and lets sleep claim him too.
No stories will be posted in May. There will be two Saeran x MC one-shots in June, and a multi-chaptered Jumin x MC fic is in the works for July or August.