Adorably Silly (ENDED)

Ready for your punishment?

Tin's POV

We went to Cantaloupe's house. His room was small, but I imagined that he would have more color or more photos with his friends ... better for me: I don't have to see him with his P or with the Thai Program ...

— Good, now you can pick up your clothes — he said and stood with his arms outstretched.

—  No, now I can punish an insolent child who misbehaved in the movies. — I corrected him.

—  But...

Can was still standing, I put my index finger inside his pants and brought him closer to me.

— Take off your sweatshirt — I whispered demandingly. He immediately obeyed.

—  Thanks, it's my favorite one.

I took it, folded it, and laid it on the chair. Cantaloupe didn't look very happy.

—  Don't worry baby, you can take off all of your clothes. — He widened his eyes and turned very red.

He began to unbutton his shirt very shyly. I just watched him to make him more nervous.

—  Aren't you going to undress?

—  Only if it is necessary. — I smirked— . Someone already played with me, now it's my turn to play. — He pouted but took off his shirt.

—  Give it to me. — He handed me my shirt and I also took the opportunity to fold it.

Hopefully it will still smell liek Can when I take it home with me. I took a quick look around the room, Cantaloupe didn't say anything. I went to his closet, opened it:

—  Where do you have your shirts and ties?

— My what? —He asked without understanding.

—  Shirts and ties.

—  I don't use that!

Great and now what do I tie him with? I kept rummaging through his closet and saw my salvation: the football bandages; those that look like ribbons but are stretchy. Turning around, I saw that he was only in his underwear. It's so cute, I'm really lucky no one else noticed my diamond in the rough. Can looked at my hand.

— What's that?

—  You know that I would never do something you don't want, right?

—  Yeah?

—  Well, baby, this is for my safety.

—  What? — His face was skeptical.

—  You hit me last time! — I complained. He got shy— . It's not that I want to tie you down because I'm going to do something bad to you ... I want to tie you up so you don't hit me — I apologized.

I dropped the ribbons lengthwise.

—  Can, do you trust me?

Can's POV

Tin pulled me by my pants and pulled me closer to him to whisper to me:

— Take off your sweatshirt — I did and gave it to him.

— Thanks, it's my favorite. — He folded it up and put it on the saddle— . Don't worry baby, you can take off all of your clothes now.

I started to blush, just like that? There is something that occurs to me when he speaks to me with authority, it is like I cannot deny him anything he asks for. I started to take off my shirt. But I also want him to undress.