[Tin x Can] If Only I Could Trust

Chapter 10: Part 1

I looked down to Can who was somewhat passed out on the bed. I began to take off his shoes and socks, then worked on his shorts, and lastly his top. I left him in his boxers but that somehow aroused me quite a deal. After all, I hadn't seen him for a long time. I began moving him under the covers. That stirred him a bit and he looked up at me with a wide smile. Reaching up, his hand touched my face before falling down at his side. I heard a small whine escape his lips.

'I'm dreaming again. Every night I dream the same. Why did you listen to me and go, huh?' His face was contorted with sadness as tears pooled at the brim of his eyelids.

'Can.' I didn't like how this hurt him so much. How much did he drink?

'Come hug me. Like you always do.' I didn't refuse him because I knew if he was aware that I was there he wouldn't be this forthcoming with his feelings. Slipping off my shoes I slid in next to him and wrapped him in my arms tightly.

As soon as I took him in my arms he began to kiss me. He started at my neck, across my chin, and then up to my lips. I chuckled low at the thought of this being what he would dream about. Then sad that this was all he dreamt about. Or maybe I'm just reading into it more than I usually would in a different situation. I miss Can so much that I was willing to do anything he wanted in the moment.

'My dream Tin.' He smiled again but sweetly. 'Make love to me, that's all I ask of you since I know our love isn't the norm, and I know your family won't accept me. I am sure you love me and I love you too. But right now all I can get from you is this. I'm sad not seeing you, please come back to me.' A tear rolled down the side of his pale face, crashing into the pillow below.

My heart broke and I held him tightly, the tightest I've ever held him to my body. After his cries died down I lifted his chin up and I whispered 'Can, I'm here and this isn't a dream. I'm flesh and blood and I promise you that in this week I'll make you the happiest person in the world.'

What Can didn't understand and what he wouldn't know is that I only truly had a week of happiness to give him. I don't know why I promised my father that I would do those things that I said and I don't know why I thought that Can would be okay with them. I can see that it hurt him very deeply and that this would hurt him even more but he is begging me so sexily and asking me so nicely for the one thing that I know for a fact that I can give him as a gift. So with this I will start my goodbyes to Can.

His eyes widened with shock and I expected him to push me away. Instead he gripped my shirt as if to reassure himself that I was real. His lips found mine and explored the cavern of my mouth. Gently at first and then roughly as if he needed to touch every inch. His hands tore my shirt open, popping the well placed buttons off everywhere.

Between kisses I stripped off my clothes. He was watching me with his drunken slit eyes as I left hickeys down his body. He moaned at my soft kisses and groaned as I went lower passed his abdomen. Wrapping my hand around his straining flesh I flicked my tongue over the tip.

'Ahhhh Tin!' Can's thighs shook and his hand pushed my shoulder. 'Don't do it. It's ok. I know you don't want to.'

I held his hand and pushed it to the bed taking him into my mouth.
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Can lay on his back breathing erratically and essentially I was in the same state. After numerous hours of lovemaking, I needed a break. I wasn't used to this anymore. Once my heart calmed, I turned to Can to check if he was awake but he had finally succumbed to being drunk.

Wasn't he the one who got on me for drinking?

I shook my head and got up to search his closet for some towels. I wanted to clean us up first before I slept as well. Sighing I looked down at my body which was covered with what I can only describe as the essence of Can without being completely derogatory. I smirked when I eyed a robe and threw it on, tying it tightly.