Can I request a mini fic about Can learning from Tin? Or is it weird? Lol It’s just that I just realized Can had his first kiss with Mr A kiss is not a kiss without a tongue hahaha and it’s only a matter of time until Tin starts expecting him to do more than just standing there and letting him kiss him. I thought it’d be funny considering how clumsy Can is😂

weilongfu:

Hi Anon! Sorry I’m writing this a few days later, but I hope you enjoy it!

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Three dates. Can realized they had now formally been on three dates. And each time, Tin had kissed him. Or at least, given Can a kiss as Tin had defined it. 

But each time, Can had stood still, immovable, no reaction, not even parting his lips. After the third time, Tin asked what was wrong.

“Do you not like kissing?” Tin looked into Can’s eyes as if he could divine the answer from them. “You don’t react. Or… Have you made up your mind, and you don’t like me?”

“It’s not like that!” Can made a face after his outburst. “I… I like you Tin,” Can said softly. “But I don’t… I’ve never… I just…”

Tin nodded in understanding. “I see. Then perhaps it’s time I taught you.”

“WHAT?!”

Tin pulled Can into his lap on the couch. “Kiss me,” Tin murmured against Can’s lips. 

Can carefully put his arms around Tin’s neck and leaned down slowly for a kiss. It was a gentle press of lips, soft and sweet. 

“Press a little harder,” Tin whispered.

Can pulled Tin closer and the added pressure made his senses come alive. 

“Open your mouth just a bit.” And Tin showed Can what he meant as he opened his own lips just a bit to pull in Can’s bottom lip. 

Can did the same as soon as his lip was free. He could taste the soda they both had earlier.

“Lick my lips a little.” Tin lapped at Can’s bottom lip, a small kitten lick. It sent a shiver down Can’s spine.

Can did the same and felt Tin’s heart rate go up a notch. 

“Open your mouth some more.” Tin opened his and pressed his tongue into the seam of Can’s mouth. “Play with me.”

The moment Can opened his mouth and allowed Tin’s tongue in, it was suddenly an entirely different sensation for a kiss. The shortness of breath, the feeling of another tongue touching his, and then Tin’s tongue retreated and Can followed. He tasted the inside of Tin’s mouth, and Tin wasn’t shoving Can off so at least Tin wasn’t choking from Can’s lack of experience. 

And through it all, Tin kept moving his lips and Can struggled to follow the steps to this primal dance. But the moment Tin pulled Can further into his lap and their groins met, Can knew he had another problem.

Tin broke the kiss and nuzzled Can’s neck, kissing softly along his jawline.

“Do I have to teach you about this too, Cantaloupe?”

Can could only shiver in reply.