Valentine's Day 4: Tin and Can

What the hell was that? Can thought after Ae left. Shaking his head, he went to his last class of the day. When he left, in a flurry of students eager to start their own Valentine's day celebrations, he suddenly saw Tin, and stopped dead in his tracks.

"Watch it!" the student who bumped into him cried, but Can barely heard him, or the excited twitters from the girls who had seen who was waiting for him.

Tin was leaning against a pillar, looking like he had stepped out of a fashion magazine in a beautiful suit and gorgeous pair of shoes.

Tin's good looks and lean, strong build made anything look good on him, but Can had never seen him look so smart, and he felt his jaw drop. This exquisite man was his boyfriend? His fiancé?! He could hardly believe it. Then he remembered Tin's visit earlier that day and his lips stretched wide in a happy grin. From that to this? His heart dropped a beat from a rush of love and he ran to Tin, his heart too full to do anything but shout his name.

Laughing at Can's reaction, Tin caught him with one arm and kissed him thoroughly. The two were lost in the kiss and oblivious to the envious moans, and sounds of smart phones taking photos happening around them. The fujoshi girls were everywhere and their eyes shone at the scene. Too bad, they thought, that Tin had fallen for such a rude boy like Can.

"Tin! You look so good! But look at me!" Can gestured at his school uniform, feeling like an ugly duckling next to Tin's princely looks.

"I brought you a change of clothes. Let's go, we have reservations." Tin showed Can the garment bag he was holding, and took Can's hand and lead him to the toilets. "I'll wait outside this time," he said with a smirk. "Hurry."

Can felt his cock harden when he went inside the toilet. Great, now he would always be aroused when he walked in there. He chose another cubicle on purpose and stripped off his uniform quickly. Tin had even brought him clean underwear, which was good since Tin had been as good as his word. Sitting in class, feeling himself dribble Tin's cum, despite his hasty clean up job, had been both embarrassing and super hot. Then he noticed the small package of wet wipes attached to the inside of the garment bag, and his heart beat faster. Tin had thought of everything.

Can had never seen the suit Tin had brought him, or the shoes. The nice thing about having a rich boyfriend was surprises like this. When Tin was still awkwardly wooing him, in the early days, Can had been very insulted when Tin tried to give him expensive gifts. But this... now? This he could appreciate. 

Everything fit him perfectly, but then, it would. Tin knew Can's body intimately. Can dressed hurriedly, and bundled up his university uniform and shoes, and shoved them unceremoniously into the garment bag.

When Can stepped out, Tin turned to look at him and his eyes glowed. "You look good enough to eat, babe," he murmured and kissed him again.

They turned to go, and saw three hard core fujoshis waiting breathlessly with their smart phones. Tin took the garment bag and dropped it onto a nearby bench. "Come on, love, a photo for our fans," he said and pulled Can to his side. 

Click! They saw the photo next day. In it, the two were standing arms around each other's waists, in their complimentary suits, looking at each other with their hearts in their eyes. They ended up printing a copy of the photo and adding it to their photo gallery at home.

They had dinner in an upscale French restaurant that Tin had booked months ago.

"I had actually planned to propose to you today, but then Phun had that crazy idea and I went with it," Tin said when they were eating their desserts.

"You did?" Can asked, his eyes shining bright. The day Tin had proposed to him had been the happiest of his life, except for every day since. 

"Mmmm. I knew I wanted to be with you forever," Tin said softly, and took Can's hand, stroking the ring matching the one he was wearing.

"Awww..." they heard and looked up, startled. It was their waiter, who was standing there with a soppy look on his face. He cleared his throat. "Excusez-moi, messieurs. You make such a cute couple. Would you like anything else?"

"Just the check, please," Tin said with a smile.

The two were the best dressed couple at the swanky nightclub they had agreed to meet their friends in for after dinner drinks. All the couples had had their own evening plans, but they had wanted to celebrate the night of love with their friends with a few drinks. No one wanted to stay long, though, as everyone had their own plans for later. Valentine's Day fell on a Thursday, so even if they had a long night, they would only have to struggle through one day before weekend came around. 

There were catcalls and whistles from their friends as Tin and Can walked in and found the corner table where everyone else waited. They weren't looking too shabby themselves, but the others mostly wore smart pants and a nice shirt, instead of full suits like Tin and Can.

Phun and Noh had spent their afternoon in bed, by the looks of them, as had Ohm and Mick. Those two never bothered to hide their love, or maybe they just couldn't. Their love story had had a time of tragedy and pain, and they were still delirious with love and the relief of being back together.

Rain and Kit said they had had dinner at EspressYo'self, the popular campus cafe, with Ten, Kit's younger brother, and Ten's boyfriend, Pete. Ae and Pete, who was called Aepete when in the company of their friends, to separate him from Ten's boyfriend, had eyes only for themselves. But when Tin and Can walked in, a wary look came into Ae's eyes.

The friends made many toasts to love, and to happiness, and to being engaged, and to marriage, but no one wanted to drink a lot. The conversation flowed easily among the group of friends, until Tin noticed Ae stealing glances at Can. Tin's eyes flicked to Can, who looked guilty, to Ae, whose eyes never left Can, and to Aepete, who looked increasingly upset, and his face hardened. He didn't like this at all.

"Excuse us a moment," Tin muttered, and pulled Can after him to the disabled toilet.

"What is it with you and toilets?" Can said, but the look on Tin's eyes struck him dumb.

"What's going on with you and Ae? Why does he keep looking at you?"

"What?"

"Turn around and bend over," Tin ordered, and Can gasped. He obeyed, and Tin pulled the tie from around his neck. He tied Can's hands on the arm rest beside the sink, with Can facing the sink and the mirror behind it.  He opened Can's pants and pulled them to his knees. Can's wide eyes stared at Tin in the mirror and Tin slapped his bare ass, hard.

"Spread your legs. Just like that. Now, answer me!" Slap! 

Can squealed from the sudden sting, and felt himself grow hard. There was something about being spanked by Tin, something intimate and primal, that just flipped his switch. He would never have thought Tin's hand slapping his bare ass would make him feel this way. Can was so lost in how it felt that he forgot to answer Tin. 

"Why was Ae staring at you?" Slap! 

"I don't know!" Slap!

"And why does Aepete look like someone died?" Slap!

"I don't know!" Slap! "I think it has something to do with Ae seeing me come back from the toilet today at school," Can squealed. Slap!  "He was asking questions, and wanted to know what we had been up to." Slap!

"Did you tell him?" Slap!

"No! You told me not to!" Slap!

The sight of Can's plump butt cheeks, now turning pink from the slaps, and Can's trembling, hard cock, got Tin aroused and ready. He needed to remind Can who he belonged to. Tin pulled out a condom and put it on, and lubed himself up. He had replenished his travel sex supply when he went home after their session earlier that day. The thought of Can tied up in that toilet gave Tin a raging hard on, and Can's aroused whimper spurred him on.

Tin rubbed his cock against Can's opening.

"Someone will hear," Can pleaded, but the way his cock twitched, he was more than ready.

"Let them hear. I want them to know you're mine."

"But you said---" Can protested. 

"That was then, this is now. Ready? This is going to be tight," he growled, looking at the pants around Can's knees, keeping Can's legs close together.

Can could only nod, his eyes fixed on Tin's in the mirror, his mouth open and panting. He pushed his butt toward Tin, and Tin needed no further invitation. He held Can's hips tightly and pushed his hot, hard rod slowly inside Can, earning him a long hiss. "Alright, love?" Tin asked, and stopped.

"A little sore from earlier," Can gasped. "Don't stop, you feel so good."

When Tin pulled a little out and then thrust inside to the hilt, Can couldn't help but give a shuddering, breathless scream. Tin's eyes were glued on Can's face in the mirror. That look... Can moaning with pleasure, his eyes wide. He never had enough of it.

"Mine," Tin growled. "Tell me how it feels."

"Yours, Tin... I'm yours... mmmmhhhh... I love your cock... Ah! Ah! Oh!... You fucked me so well... at school today... aahhh... I could barely walk after... Right there, Tin... You feel so good..." Can moaned, too ecstatic to give a damn, now that he had Tin's permission to make noise.

Ae was standing rock still outside the door to the disabled toilet, his eyes wide, his arm around Aepete and his hand clamped tight on his mouth. Ae had followed Tin and Can, hoping to clear things up, but by the time he got there, he heard the slaps and Tin's angry questions, and had frozen to the spot. Tin was hurting Can because of something he did! Then his Pete had come in, following Ae out of jealousy, and Ae had silenced him, wrestling with indecision. Should he intervene? When he heard Can's moans of pleasure, Ae was both relieved and mortified.

Pete was beetroot red and his eyes were pleading. He gestured that they should leave, and Ae nodded, and they made a red faced retreat.

Ae felt guilty. It had been his stupid, hasty jumping to conclusions that had prompted Can's punishment. Although, from what Can was moaning just now, it was a welcome one. He blushed and turned around to tell Pete, only to see him shake with tears in his eyes.

"Pete?"