Tie me up, Tin! (TinCan fanfic)

(Im)patient, part 2

"Why are you covering your bandage with that cling film?" Can asked. "Are you going to have a shower?"

"Not yet," Tin said, humming to himself, and taped up the last side to his stomach. He was lying on the bed, propped comfortably against the pillows.

"What, then?"

"Come here, bring the lube," was all Tin said. 

It was all Tin had to say for Can to get hard. They hadn't had any sex at all in the past three days and both were going crazy with pent up energy. Tin had managed to hurt himself in their first session at home after all. Not badly enough to impede his recovery, but his stomach had been sore enough that they had been careful since then. Tin had offered to satisfy Can in some way, but he had refused, looking at Tin's cock longingly.

"If you can't have any, I won't have any," Can had said, and Tin had fallen in love with him all over again.

"That is the nicest thing you have ever said to me, besides 'husband' and 'I love you'," Tin had said softly.

But now... Can was so ready for some action. He was back on the bed in seconds, grasping the lube in his sweaty hand. "Where do you want me?"

"Like the last time, straddling me, ass facing me, no touching me anywhere."

Can climbed on the bed, eager to obey, his cock already leaking. Tin had to suppress a chuckle at his eagerness, but in truth he wasn't faring much better. His shorts were already getting tight.

"Wait, on second thought, pull off my shorts first."

Can obeyed eagerly, and he whimpered softly when he saw that Tin was already hard, too. "I want you inside me."

"Not yet, babe. But I promise you will feel good."

Pouting, Can took the position. "Wait, what about the butt plug?"

"We won't need it," Tin answered, merrily lubing up his fingers.

"Huh?"

"You'll see. Now shut up."

Tin started carefully, lubing Can's tight, pliant hole with his expert fingers, flicking his fingertips over the sensitive skin around the bud. Can's soft whine made him relent, and he pushed one finger inside, working it in and out slowly, then added the second one. Can's butt arched, bucking a little against the fingers, trying to get them to touch his prostate.

"Tin...!"

Tin purred, and shifted his fingers a little, stroking that tight bundle of nerves directly now. His thumb was rubbing Can's perineum, so that his fingers were almost pinching Can from both sides, moving in concert, and Can shuddered. Even though Tin had fingered him many times before, he was not prepared for what came next.

Usually Tin worked his fingers rather slowly, concentrating on rubbing the gland inside him directly, in twirling motions, but now he kept his fingers stiff, only slightly curved and started to move them fast in and out.

Can mewled, and Tin only increased the pace. He was finger fucking Can fast now, his fingers jabbing into his prostate with each quick thrust, and white lights flashed behind Can's eyes.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Tin...! Fuck! Fuck! Oh shit! Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Tin smiled at his reaction and increased the speed. He had realised long ago that Can was very sensitive there, and always made sure to stimulate Can internally. But it had always been slow, so he wasn't quite prepared for Can's intense pleasure from this fast and furious version. And Can... he was overwhelmed by how it felt, the relentless, fast jabs quite unlike anything he had ever felt before, and he couldn't help the string of pleas and curses flowing from his lips as his pleasure escalated.