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I multiplied my glasses obsession and gave it to Gun lol

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Gun wearily steps into the apartment after the day consumed his energy by the nonstop rehearsals he has to get to. Exhaustion etched on his features and Gun sighs before letting his eyes catch Tinn’s figure in his full glory of disarray.

Tinn looks messy and tired yet retains a magnetic allure with his white shirt, loosened blue tie, tousled raven hair, and slightly askewed, probably old, Nobi-Tinn glasses adding a impressive touch to his dishevelled form. Gun freezes at the sight almost instantly admiring how beautiful and sexy his boyfriend looks with his glasses on given it was the first time in their two years of dating that Gun finds him wearing his old glasses.

He had seen Tinn wear them ages ago. He had found him cute, to be honest but never had he thought he'd find Tinn in glasses this hot. 

The glass-wearer seems to have noticed the prolonged silence after the sound of the closing door. He looks up in those damn glasses which makes his eyes look even bigger and shiny. Shit, Gun was definitely blushing now.

“Gun? Why are you standing there?” Tinn asks with his eyes a bit unfocused before going back to work.

Gun immediately beelines towards Tinn, his sock-clad feet padded on the floor, hugging him from behind, “So Nobi-Tinn is back, hmm?”

Tinn goes stiff for a bit before melting with a series of chuckles, “almost forgot the reference. I lost one of my contact lenses earlier today so here we are”.

“Did you just get back?” he asks, now sniffing the faint smell of body wash and detergent from his boyfriend’s neck.

Tinn just hums before closing the book he was reading and starts talking about how one of his professors gave him loads of assignments for tomorrow. Gun was hardly listening to any of that, though. His mind was reeling with the images of him pulling Tinn's tie and kissing him and then the images escalated very quickly to something dirty.

“I like the way you look today, by the way”, Gun confesses, unable to keep it in him anymore.

Tinn stops his blabbering.“What?”

“I said, I like the way you look today,” Gun whispers, further pressing his face in the crook of Tinn’s neck, hiding his flushed face, “you look hot.”

“Really?”

Okay, if Gun was blushing then, he is definitely blushing a lot more now. He wonders how did he not tell Tinn to wear his Nobi-Tinn glasses sooner, because holy shit, he looks so fucking gorgeous with them on.

“You look hot with glasses on, I probably never said that to you”, Gun voice goes a tone lower than usual and it was finally Tinn's turn to blush and suck in a breath at that.

“Really?” Tinn asks, a coy smile evident from his voice.

“Yeah”, Gun turns Tinn to him, his stomach flips at the view of Tinn with big and bright eyes, pink cheeks and a soft smile. “You look so fucking sexy!” Gun whispers before smiling back while looking at his boyfriend’s lips and looking back at his eyes.

Tinn leans in, taking Gun’s lips in a kiss that makes Gun's toes curl and adding a little smooch before letting go. Gun lets out an endeared laugh at that and sighed when Tinn swallows the laughter right from his lips.

Gun grasps Tinn's tie with his hand and pulls him near him making Tinn gasp and deepen the kiss. He licks Gun's bottom lip making him moan right in Tinn's mouth. Tinn kisses Gun like they have all the time in the world, hands coming to tilt his chin and deepen the kiss. Gun's free hand finds its way to Tinn's tousled hair, fisting it and tugging it when Tinn starts biting and nibbling on his lips. Tinn's glasses dug in his nose and cheek all the while.

Soon the kiss gets too heated and Tinn's hands go around Gun's waist pulling him much closer to the other earning a moan and whimper from both of them. They let go of the lips, ever so slowly, savouring the feeling with a wet sound, panting at the shortage of breath yet eyes never leaving each other’s lips. Butterflies soared up in Gun's belly with no bounds.

“You look so so good like this”, Gun swallows, leaning forward whispering in Tinn's ears, “ Do you want to know how good?”

A sharp inhale from the other made Gun smile, finding the effect he had on the other. He slowly but steadily removes himself from the other, walking back towards the couch.

Tinn follows him like a moth to the flame, catching the other in another fiery kiss as they continue to walk back. Their hands find each other's bodies almost immediately roaming around, groping and mapping each other through their shirts. Gun's left hand soon finds itself on Tinn's tie, pulling it as soon as his calves hit the couch.

They stumble on it not-so-gracefully, lips leaving each other for a few minutes to giggle simultaneously at the absurd position they were currently in. Gun adjusts his position so Tinn is lying between his thighs.
Without wasting a single moment more, Gun tugs Tinn's tie to bring him closer and gives him a slow and passionate kiss. Tinn's left hand grips Gun's jeans clad thigh as the latter wraps around him, the other finding its way on his cheek.

“You love my tie, don't you?” Tinn asks with a wild grin stretching on his face. His voice was hoarse and scratchy, making Gun blush.
“I do,” Gun grins before giving it another tug bringing him even closer and arches up to press their growing arousals against each other. He pants when Tinn whimpers at the feeling, fingers digging in his jeans clad waist.

“I-I want to fuck you like this”, Gun whimpers as the latter starts grinding on him, wantonly. “Just like this!”

“G-Gun! GUN!” Tinn moans back, pressing his face in the crook of Gun's neck, biting it to stifle the embarrassing noises.

“Or, or maybe hah maybe, you can fuck me like this— Just in your glasses and that tie”, Gun pants more heavily as Tinn starts to grind harder.

“Fuck, baby!” Tinn ducks down and catches Gun’s lower lips, nipping at it while pulling his thighs up and moving his hips in circles. The press of their cocks even through their pants is intoxicating and addictive.

“Don’t stop,” Gun warns weakly, letting his eyes roll back, yanking on the latter's tie once again letting him crash into him with a yelp. Tinn soon moans, capturing Gun's lips in another kiss, deep and wet, all with those tongues and teeth.

This feels too good to be real, Gun muses, moaning into Tinn's mouth, it's so nice being in control like this.

The atmosphere feels all stuffy and hot, searing and  scorching around them. It was suffocating, but so so good. Gun wants time to stop right then.

His free hand instinctively crawls to pull out the tucked in shirt and rushes to open his fly. He wants more, skin on skin, but Tinn is pushing Gun’s hand away from the button on his slacks, ruthlessly pinning his wrist to the cushion beside them.

Gun whines, face heating up while looking at the absolute debauched look on Tinn's face. His grown hair falling beautifully framing his face, those sinful glasses placed at the tip of his nose, sliding down with the slippery sweat, cheeks beetroot red, and lips swollen pink. Gun moans, leaves tie all together letting it fall on his stomach, and grabs Tinn's neck to bring him closer to him. Both of them moans and pants in tandem, their hips moving faster.

“Fuck, baby, keep doing that—” Gun blabbers, too far gone to even notice and he lets go of the latter's neck to grab onto Tinn’s ass. Tinn buries his face in the crook of Gun’s neck, moaning his name and sometimes “baby,” and other nicknames Gun loves to hear. Tinn's glass frame digs on his neck. There will be indentations with the shape of it after they finish, Gun thinks giddily.

He groans almost immediately when Tinn yanks the shirt down Gun's shoulder and bites and kisses and then sucks. His back arches, trying to carry them both up off the couch, an impossiblility when Tinn is making those needy sounds and humping him so tirelessly.

It’s too much, the familiar bliss covering him. He groans and then shatters, and melts. Tinn, too, follows with a groan and Gun feels his boyfriend’s whole body shaking and breaking with his orgasm — both clinging to each other, sweaty and panting.

“That was—”
“What was th—”

Gun and Tinn starts together but pauses, breaking into laughter. Tinn basks in the post-coital glow, his tousled hair falling over his eyes, and the alluring glasses perched sinfully over the bridge of his nose, catching the sunlight pouring in through the window behind the couch.

“Gun, you look so pretty,” Tinn whispers, running his fingers through his boyfriend's dishevelled hair.

“You look pretty too,” Gun replies, playfully pushing Tinn back to sit up. “Did I tell you how hot you look in those glasses?”

Tinn blushes, giving an embarrassed smile. “You showed me, in fact.” He pointes at the wet spot on his trousers with a mischievous grin.

“I think that wasn't enough, Mr. Future Doctor. I think I need to show you more,” Gun declares, sealing his words with a series of affectionate smooches that left Tinn giggling.

“Gosh, I love you so much,” Tinn confesses, pushing Gun to lean back on the couch and enveloping him in a warm hug.

“I love you too, my Nobi-Tinn,” Gun replies, his eyes crinkled and lips stretched in a big grin.

As the couple revealed in the afterglow, Gun couldn't help but be captivated by Tinn's appearance, especially the allure of those glasses. They weren't just an accessory; they were a symbol of Tinn's intelligence and charm. The way they framed his eyes made Gun's heart race, and he finds himself getting lost in the depths behind those glasses.

Tinn notices Gun's lingering gaze and arched an eyebrow. "What's going on in that mind of yours, Gun?"

Gun grins, tracing the rim of Tinn's glasses with his fingertip. "You in these glasses—it's like, I don't know… I don't think I can ever get enough of this."

Tinn chuckles, adjusting his glasses with a playful smirk. "I'm glad you find my nerd chic appealing."

"Nerd chic? More like irresistible sexiness?" Gun teases, pulling Tinn into another tender kiss. Gun admires the way the glasses perched on Tinn's nose, enhancing every expression and adding a touch of sophistication to his already captivating features.

He had soon buried his face in the crook of Tinn's neck inhaling the sweaty, musky scent of his boyfriend. He had already started working on a hickey on him. Tinn probably has to wear turtlenecks for a few days now, if not weeks. But Tinn would probably want to go around flaunting the mark, happily declaring he's taken to those people who always flock around the med student. The thought made Gun get butterflies. He's certain at this rate he'll soon start popping a boner.

“Round two?” He voices out his thoughts aloud making Tinn give out a chuckle.
“I love how insatiable you are, baby”, Tinn draws out the ‘baby’ on purpose, knowing damn well how it makes Gun go absolutely wild. True to that, Gun grins with a wild abandon and pulls the latter for a heated kiss.

It was all teeth and tongues, and eager hands roaming around their bodies, over clothes and inside clothes, groping and running over the heated and sweaty skins. Tinn pulls away with a gasp and pants when Gun's hand presses on his boner. Gun immediately pulls on his tie with one hand, the one dangling over his chest, begging to be pulled and catching Tinn's neck with the other. He drops a few chaste kisses over heated cheek before biting the earlobe and licking the pinna slowly. Tinn shivers with a moan and almost drops on Gun.

He chuckles deeply at the fucked out condition and whispers, “Clothes off, baby. Leave the tie and glasses on” Tinn pulls away with a shudder, face beet-root red but smiling nonetheless. He quickly works on his shirt, trousers, socks and watch. Tinn smirks at his boyfriend, who lays on the couch looking at him through his half-lidded eyes and a equally fucked out smile admiring the view, “What about you?”

“What?” Gun gets up on his elbows, cocking his head to the side.

“Remove your clothes”, Tinn orders, finally discarding his messy boxers. His cock standing proudly, tip red. Gun’s insides churns at the view. Tinn standing naked with his tie and those sinful glasses on in the middle of their apartment, makes his arousal stir in interest.

Tinn's so hot! It's probably illegal to be this attractive! He's probably going to die at this rate. He plops himself down back on the couch before tucking his arms behind his head, a smirk playing on his face, “make me”.

Tinn takes no time in jumping over him, catching his lower lip into a bruising kiss. And it's addictive. Gun's hands travel to touch Tinn's naked back, running them up and down, feeling him. And it's so good to finally touch him without the cloth barrier.
Tinn’s naked arousal digs into his thigh and he involuntarily started to grind on him.

One of Gun's hands travels to touch Tinn's ass to get a better grip of the whole grinding tandem and another moves to get the hold of the dangling tie. Tinn moans as Gun’s fingers digs in his ass cheeks pulling him even closer, but Tinn soon moves away from him with great difficulty and coos at the expression of confusion Gun gives him. He tugs at the half opened shirt and finally realisation crosses Gun's face. He immediately sits up and removes the offending materials with such irritation that Tinn couldn't help but giggle at him.

“You're so cute when you're irritated”.

“Less talking, more kissing”, Gun tugs him closer again and Tinn would admit he likes this a lot. Gun taking control, Gun being wild, Gun being Gun.

“I hate how good you look right now”, Gun complains in the middle of the kiss.
Tinn smiles in the kiss before pushing Gun to lay on the couch again, “I know”, he mumbles which is soon swallowed by his boyfriend. Tinn immediately latches himself on Gun's neck and runs his hands over his chest, groping them and brushing his thumbs on his perky nipples all at the same time. It was nice to make Gun squirm under him.Gun's left hand finds its way in Tinn's hair, pulling it everytime Tinn does something right. Gun whines when he pulled away, his pout is soon kissed away by his boyfriend.

“Pants, baby, they need to go so we can finally fuck,” Tinn explains a little breathlessly and immediately starts working on opening Gun's fly.

It took a flat 5 seconds to open and throw away the offending materials, the jeans and the messy boxers before Tinn latches himself on Gun's thighs.

Gun throws his head on the cushions when Tinn runs his tongue and nibbles on his inner thighs right over the fading marks he had left last time. Tinn had always been a tease during these times. He whines in protest when Tinn ignores his weeping hard on putting all his attention to his quivering thighs.

“Tinn,” he calls out, a little breathless but irritation present in the voice, nonetheless. It took an immense strength in Tinn to finally let go of those sinfully beautiful thighs, to finally look at his boyfriend. Eyes dazed, cheeks flushed and glasses a tad bit crooked.

“Fuck, fuck…please,” Gun breaths out. At this point he's just standing on the cliffside so close at begging Tinn to push him down. It's maddening to think how crazy he's feeling right. “Please, Tinn.”

“Fuck, baby, you beg so good,” He dips his head down low and catches the throbbing vein on his neck and grabs Gun's member.A hiss accompanied by a groan escapes Gun and he finds himself thrusting in Tinn's first. This feels good, so good.

“Feel good?” Tinn asks, mouthing Gun's left ear next. His hoarse voice just goes straight to his dick, making it twitch. A smirk forms on Tinn's face and Gun shivers.“Hm? Tell me”.

“Y-yes”, Gun chokes out, looking up at Tinn with his half-lidded eyes.

“Good”, he jerks him till Gun is curling his toes and arching his back. Oh, he's so close! Gun feels the bubbling arousal burst at its seams. A few more flicks like this and he'll be coming soon. But Tinn being the devil he is, pulls away blocking his release with a proud grin.

“Tinn!” Gun whines high pitched, glaring behind the tears brimming his eyes.
“Soon, baby”, he pecks his lips before stretching his torso deliciously, that tie dangling teasingly, to pick out the lube from the drawer and then leans down to Gun’s ears, “wanna ride you”, and attaching his teeth on the red tips, bitting it lightly.

Gun groans underneath and curses out, breathlessly. “Tinn, uh- fuck you're gonna end me one day!” He grips the taller boy's waist and manhandled him to sit on his lap. Tinn attaches his lips on the other, running his fingers through his hairs pulling it just enough to make Gun groan and curse and entwined his tongue with the other in a sloppy kiss, grinding on his dick. Fuck, he can kiss Gun forever and still not get tired of it.

He so gone drunk in the kisses that he feels somewhere in a distance a cap is flicked opened, sending a spark down his spine. Soon a finger is probed in his hole making him break the kiss with a gasp. He opens his eyes to find Gun looking at him, intensely, through his fogged up glasses.

“Okay?” Gun asks, rubbing their noses together. Tinn melts at the gesture and nods out an answer earning another wet kiss from the latter. A few moments later, Tinn is riding four of Gun's fingers with tandem feeling them hit his prostrate so precisely each time that he sees stars. His mouth is open, moans and pants and drools escaping his overly bitten and kissed lips, eyes closed, face flushed and hair tousled. He's totally gone and it's just Gun fingering him.

Gun pulls out his fingers after a few more jabs before drizzling a good amount of lube on his own aching cock, lathering it with his own hand. The squelching sounds made Tinn open his eyes and look at him, and Gun is equally as debauched as him, looking even more wild and delectable, palming his cock while staring at Tinn and fuck, Tinn feels like he's going to pass out.

When he's seemingly done, Gun pulls him close tugging the dangling tie on his torso and guides his cock to Tinn’s gaping hole. He pulls the latter further towards his pressing his lips on his ear, “you ready, baby? Hm?” Gun sounds so good with heady arousal evident in his voice.

“Yeah, fuck yes”, Tinn gasps, wrapping and arm around his shoulders, feeling Gun smirked against his ear and pressed his hard on, pushing in the hot bulbous head.
Tinn arches his back more feeling Gun enter gradually, rolling his hips and grinding along the way. He feels his own hard on grinding against Gun’s abs deliciously making him moan out and pant like a dog in heat.

Once Gun was fully settled in Tinn, they both had pressed their lips in an open mouthed kiss, panting against each other. “How are you still so tight? Fuck! Tinn… fuck”, Gun curses, mouthing his adam's apple, panting at the wet skin. “Can I move now?”

“Move, Gun”, Tinn grittes out. Gripping Gun's shoulders tightly, he squats on the couch, starting to grind on him. Gun leaves the tie and grips his waist and starts to thrust in him slowly at first then fast and hard, just how Tinn likes it. He presses his nose in the crook of Tinn's neck smelling him and groaning at how his boyfriend had thrown his head back giving him access to mark him all the way.

He pulls back looking at Tinn stretched out invitingly and bouncing on his dick, his glasses askewed on his nose, glinting in the light from the window near and his dick bouncing on Gun’s stomach and Gun’s dick disappearing and appearing in the tight wetness. Fuck, he could die here.

Gun grips Tinn's tie pulling it taunt, watching how startled Tinn got before grinding wildly, throwing his head back again panting and riding him without finesse.

“Fuck, Tinn, you're so- mmh, so gorgeous! So hot, ah fuck”, he let go of the way he was gripping on his waist and grips the quivering thigh instead, kneading the muscles here. “All mine, you're all mine, mnh, fuck!”

A familar hotness bubbles in Tinn’s lower abdomen, making him drop on Gun and grip the couch instead and fuck himself on Gun, erratically. Getting the memo, Gun removes both of his hand from the tie and his thigh and grip Tinn's ass, fucking into him like an animal with few chants of “baby!” and “Tinn!” and “close!”.

Tinn captures Gun in another bruising kiss and biting his lower lip hard with a low muffled moan before spurting out ropes of cum on Gun's quivering stomach. Gun, in turn, pulls Tinn's tie, keeping both of their lips pressed against each other, letting out a mixture of moan and a squeal and a breathy “Tinn!” before coming inside Tinn, panting against his mouth. Tinn grinding on the deflating cock with a gasp as he felt himself being filled up to the brim.

“You fill me so good, baby!”

“Feel good?” Gun gives out a satisfied grin.

“Yeah” Tinn presses his face into Gun's neck panting in there while Gun slowly pulls out his deflated cock feeling the come leaking out from the hole and dropping in the couch.
He runs his fingers through Tinn's back soothingly, feeling the latter purr in content. They lay there hearing their pants in unison, faint cry of cicadas and the traffic hub-bubs coming from a distance. The room now smells of sweat and sex and something uniquely them. 

Once their heartbeat becomes normal, Tinn pushes up to press their forehead together. “I think I should wear these glasses more often than those contact lenses, what do you say?” Tinn grins teasingly.

“Absolutely not! I don't want anyone else seeing you like this”, Gun pushes up from leaning posting to sit straight, gripping on Tinn's waist possessively.

“What's wrong with this?” Tinn tilts his head slightly eyes gleaming with mischief.

“You look so good those fucking glasses! Fuck”, Gun pants out, “I could go on and on and fuck you or have you fuck me if I ever see you wearing them again”.

Tinn looked at Gun's fucked out face and wild stature through his glasses before humming.

“What about this?” He picks up the tie which has come stains on it. “You love this on me, don't you?”

“Of course, I do! Fuck…” Gun groans.

“Wanna go again?” Tinn chuckles.

“Tinn!” Gun groans again for the umpteenth time, “If you keep this up, neither of us will get out this couch. Ever again.”

Oh, Tinn kinda sorta maybe loves this Gun. A lot.

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