Tie me up, Tin! (TinCan fanfic)

Can's present

On Sunday, a few days after Valentine's Day, Tin and Can were at home, having a large breakfast. They usually did. Can was a bottomless pit when it came to food, and Tin loved to watch him eat, despite his messy eating habits. Can ate like a child, and it was almost a full body experience. 

After they had eaten and cleaned up, they sprawled on the big sofa in the living room, talking about what they would do that day. They had been invited to Sunday brunch with the others, but they had declined. They thought it was best to give it a few days before they would have to face Ae and Pete, knowing that they had heard their... kinkier pursuits on Thursday night.

"Hey!" Tin exclaimed, suddenly remembering. "You didn't get me anything for Valentine's day."

"I had something, but then..." Can said. Things had gone decidedly sideways. First the surprise session in the public toilet at the university, then all the jealousy and drama with Ae and Pete. "I completely forgot."

"Can you give it to me now?"

Can's eyes lit up, looking hungry again, and Tin got a thrill, knowing it wasn't for shrimp rice this time.

"Mmmm," Can looked at where they were. "This is perfect, actually. Don't move." He kneeled in front of Tin, and leaned in to kiss him. "Off," he murmured and removed Tin's shirt, his tongue hurrying to make slick paths down his chest as soon as it was bare. Can pushed Tin's arms onto the back of the sofa.

"Keep them there."

"Can...?"

"Just wait," Can said, and sucked one of his erect nipples into his mouth. Tin gasped, and relaxed. He could wait, if Can was keeping him this entertained.

Can suckled on Tin's nipples, alternating between them, and using his fingers to pinch and rub the one his mouth wasn't latched on, making Tin moan and shudder. His nipples were his Achilles' heel, which Can knew very well. Luckily Tin was wearing sweat pants, but they were still growing too tight. "So good, Can..."

Can's hand went on the elastic waist of Tin's pants and pulled them off, with Tin helping eagerly, and paused to look at Tin. Tin looked like a sex god, in Can's opinion, leaning against the sofa, his arms stretched along the top of the backrest, his legs spread wide, and a huge bulge stretching his silk boxers. 

Can licked his lips and Tin smiled. There was nothing so sexy as watching the man you loved salivate at the sight of your hard cock. His cock twitched in anticipation, and Can noticed. Smiling wickedly, he bent and sucked the head of Tin's cock into his mouth through the silk, making Tin moan. Can hummed, and teased Tin with his tongue, licking and nibbling the hard member inside the silk trap.

Finally, when the front of Tin's boxers was slick with saliva and pre-cum and Tin's grunts were becoming desperate, Can pulled them off. Tin's breath of relief turned into a groan when Can licked his cock like a lollipop, from root to the tip, and sucked the head into his mouth when he reached it.

Tin kept his eyes open so he could watch, the sight of his cock disappearing into Can's hot, wet mouth a sight he didn't want to miss. Can gave Tin a look he couldn't decipher, and he moaned when Can started to suck him deeper. Inch by inch his cock disappeared into Can's mouth, his tongue flicking back and forth on the underside of his cock, and Tin's eyes flew wide and kept widening when Can just kept going deeper and deeper, until his whole cock was buried in Can's mouth. He couldn't move, and wouldn't have dared to move, feeling the tip of his cock press against the back of Can's throat.

"What...? How...?" Tin whispered. Can just hummed in response, and the feel of that hum reverberating along his whole cock made Tin arch into Can's mouth with a breathless gasp.