Adorably Silly (ENDED)

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Can's POV

— Sorry baby, I should have arrived earlier. —Tin felt bad.

I know that he wants to cry and he doesn't do it for me.

— Don't worry baby, I'm already here.

He doesn't say anything else to me but he looked at me and I noticed the bitterness on his face and then ... The revulsion and anger: Tin was disgusted with me.

— Baby, if you don't download a couple of times it will be worse. —He advised me cautiously— Do you want me to help you?

I couldn't, couldn't let him touch me like this, not after what P'Chao had done to me ... I felt horrible. Physically my head hurt, I was very hot, I was very excited: I couldn't stop panting, my body was boiling, I was very needy and champion hurts a lot ... But I didn't want Tin to go through this and I felt very dirty.

— I-I'm ... dirty. —I couldn't stop panting, I still feel so hot— I don't ... deserve it.

— Don't say that! I don't want to hear you say those things. —He was angry.

He moved me a bit and uncovered my face.

—Let me help you and we'll talk tomorrow but today ... Let me take care of you. —Again, he was on the verge of tears— Please. This is unhealthy for you, baby ...  —He begged me.

He gave me a kiss on the forehead. I still don't feel worthy of him, but Tin still wants me to feel good. I shook my head to let him know that it was okay for him to help me.

He went to the door and locked it, then lay down next to me. Calmly and carefully, he lowered his hand to champion.

— It's all good Cantaloupe, you shouldn't feel bad. It's not your fault.

Why don't I feel like this? How could I be so stupid to trust Chao? I don't want you to see me Tin ... I have betrayed you and I am stained. I tried to hide my face, because seeing him burned me inside. Tin was with me, by my side ... But I was devastated and it was my fault.

— Do you want ... —his eyes transmitted pain— Do you want to be face down so you can't see me?

— Y-yes.

I was very ashamed to admit that. But it makes me worse to see him, I feel more shame and guilt if I look at him ... He leaned his body against mine: it was cold and it felt good. He put his hand back on champion until I climaxed.

— Are you feeling better, baby?

—I-I need more.

He began to undress. I know that I am boiling, am I transmitting that heat?

— Do you want me to do something else besides touching you here? —He pressed the champion with his hand.

It makes me feel better that he asks me every step he plans to take, I feel less ... used. I look at him and I see that he suffers because of me and I just want to bury myself in a well and disappear. But at the same time, a small part of me dies of love knowing that Tin really respects me ... But now I have lost everything, with what happened, I cannot be with him: sooner or later, he will feel disgusted from me.

He stroked champion again and the other hand gently lowered it down my back to my little hole.

— Can ... —He expressed with pity. It was no longer a cave, it was a pond ...

He dipped his fingers into my chrysanthemum and continued stroking champion; after a few minutes I came. I was better, I felt less hot, but my body was still numb.

— Do you feel better?

— Yes.

—Is it okay or do you want me to continue?

— Go ahead, please.

I was feeling better, but I was still too excited and full of desire. Tin took his time, repositioning his fingers little by little until he had four inside.

— Baby, are you sure?

If I didn't need it that badly, I wouldn't put him through this, but my body really cries out for it, so I nodded.

It began to enter, but something was wrong ... And he began to come out.

— I'm sorry, Can, I ... I can't do it. — His voice sounded cracked.

I felt like shit, forcing my boyfriend to have sex with me. Boyfriend ... I could stop being tomorrow morning ... I'm just a fucking headache.

—Please ... —I begged him.

I really need it, otherwise I would never put him through this. He closed his eyes in disgust and began to do what I asked. We stayed for a while until I came and I observed him: he was crying. We had reached that point where he was disgusted with me. That broke my soul and I started crying too.

I would tell him to go away, but the reality is that I die of fear and shame and sadness.

— I'm going to prepare a bath for you.

He's so good to me ... He carried me into the tub, bathed me, and laid me on the bed.

— Rest baby, I'll stay here.

He stayed a few seconds watching me, surely he was analyzing whether to leave or not, but luckily he decided to stay. Although of course not by my side, he must feel too disgusted and betrayed to be by my side.

Tin's POV

I hardly slept; Between the fear that something would happen to Can, that the idiot Chao wanted to return and that sitting on the floor is not comfortable...

Can was still sleeping, he would be very tired. I thought about going to the police station because obviously you have to report this ... But if he wakes up and I'm not there, he will hate me even more. So I decided to take a bath.

I definitely brought half the clothes that I should have worn. There was a knock on the door. I opened and it was Chao. I couldn't believe it, I didn't understand ... I only know that my hands went to his neck with such force that I went out into the hall and pushed him against the wall. He was taken by surprise, there was a split second where we just looked at each other and he did nothing.

— Don't even think about entering that room! —I bellowed.

— My passport! I need my passport and I'll go!

Damn ... I walked in with him as his shadow and it's true. He took a suitcase with what was inside and on the bedside table ... Next to my everything, it was his passport.

— He sleeps like an angel. —He expressed in relief in a low voice.

— Not thanks to you. Go away. —I spat with hatred in a low voice.

We began to move away from Can. Obviously, after everything that happened, I did not want to wake him up and less because of this scum.

— I swear it wasn't me, I already made the complaint.

He was a strange guy. Obviously, with that physique it is not that I intimidate him, but apparently neither my last name nor the power of my family does.

—I ... It wasn't my intention ... but you saw how he was like, so ... hot —Was he trying to excuse himself for having abused my boyfriend? He looked into my eyes— I was tempted ... I'm sorry. —I hit him and I stopped or I would have beaten the shit out of him right there in the hallway.

That was the confirmation that he had indeed abused my baby. My hands were shaking. If I kept hitting him here and now I didn't know if I could stop myself. But I took it from the shirt and held him close to see him in the eyes: I'm not afraid of him.

 — Go away and I don't want you to ever see you again, do you understand me? —I threatened— Go back to England or wherever you live. —We held our gaze— If I see you again and you are a dead man.

I released him. He was not very happy but he walked away, he walked away with an eye that will get a nice shade of purple in a few hours.