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"GOOB!"
Boxten cries out as he is chased down by two twisted, and he can tell he's running out of energy. He ran out of sodas already as he knew that this might be the end for him. It was only floor 3 too... Man, he sucks at being useful- He yelps as he feels soft claws wrap around his waist as he's pulled back, literally shoved through the two twisted with force he didn't know was possible, and colliding with something fluffy.
"WHOAH-"
He yelps as the force is a little too much for the fluffy craft to stand as they topple over each other, the twisteds’ losing interest thankfully. Boxten, unharmed, groans as he tries to stand up, yet, uh... Goob doesn't let go.
"Goob?"
"I'm stuck-"
Is all he responds with as they sit up, Boxten being propped up on the crafts lap. They saw how Goob's arms somehow managed to get tangled into each other, keeping the two toons trapped against each other...
"This... Is unfortunate-"
Boxten mumbles as he tries to wiggle his way free, ignoring Goob's sudden protests to this.
"W-wait, Boxten!-"
"H-hold on, almost there!"
Boxten managed to get his left arm free, but only because he pressed his foot against Goob and-
"ngAH!~"
"..."
Boxten and Goob instantly go quiet as the craft avoids any and all eye contact.
"..."
"..."
"Did you just ?-"
"Oh my God, Goob!"
They hear a familiar voice yell. Scraps comes running to untangle her brother as she doesn't notice the two boys' flushed faces. She carefully unties the music box and fluffy craft with ease; this likely has happened a lot before for her to be so skilled at this. Finally, Boxten was able to stand up on his own but still flustered at... The noise Goob made.
"I- uh- I didn't mean-"
Boxten stampers out, not even getting his words out before the final machine is finished causing all three to instantly run.
Even after the run and everything was all said and done, that moment... Stuck with Boxten in some weird way. He was too scared to bring it up and it probably wasn't Goob's fault, things like this happen and it was an accident either way-
"Booxtenn..."
Boxten spun around to face Goob, who was suddenly behind him.
"Goob! Heey..."
He was too much of a pussy to try and bring up what happened.
"So uh.... About um, what happened earlier."
Goob started, claws fidgeting together as Boxten gulped, expecting Goob to be mad or upset or something like that even though it was out of character for the toon.
"I-I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to I was trying to-"
"I want you to do that again."
"And I just- w h a t. "
The music box started like a deer in headlights at the fluffy craft whose cheeks were burning and looking away again.
"... What did you just say?"
"Sorry if this is weird but- but like, it felt kinda good and I'm not exactly uh... The best at "taking care" of myself because of these claws so... Like, um...."
Boxten was left completely speechless, any words he could've thought up caught in his throat as he REALLY processed what the toon in front of him was asking.
"I didn't- um... Uhh."
"You don't hafta if you don't want to, sorry I said anything-"
Goob suddenly felt his chest fluff getting pulled down a little so he was at Boxten's eye level.
"T-there's a closet nearby... A-and I have to meet up with Poppy soon though so... Let's, um, make this quick, okay?"
The fluffy craft only nodded as they looked around, making sure no one was around to catch them walking into a staff closet. The cramped space pushed the two together, a familiar feeling now as Boxten felt Goob's claws wrap around his waist again. Boxten suddenly felt a wave of nervousness as he realized one thing.
"I've.... Never done this before..."
He whispers quietly as he feels Goob tug on his pants. The fluffy craft stops for a second.
"Me too."
Goob mumbles back, making Boxten feel a little better now as they're both extremely experienced. Then again, he doesn't think any of the toons are experienced in sex- ANYWAY- Boxten feels Goob tug his pants down, leaving him bare from the waist down, his slit being exposed already, making his face flush with embarrassment. They opted to keep his shirt on, though, as it wasn't exactly necessary to take it off. Goob slowly shifted down, leaning against the door as Boxten was in between his legs. Being against the door was risky, but it didn't seem like he gave a shit right now. Boxten took a few good deep breaths as he buried a hand in Goob's fur, the fluffy texture being satisfying to pet as Goob whined and squirmed a little, the urgency to speed this up dawning on them as Boxten's hand traveled down from the others chest down to his crotch.
"Nhm-"
Goob quietly whimpers out as the music box starts to rub the area in between the fluffer's legs, his movements unsure and shakey, but I guess it was doing the trick as Boxten felt Goob become wet. Oh boy, he was really doing this-
"Boxten- Boxten, please..."
Goob whispers as the music box is pulled closer as he feels his length slowly poke out.
"U-um yeah, I-I um... J-just give me a second..."
He heard his heart pounding as he moved back a little, coaxing his member out as Goob got impatient.
"Scraps might be looking for me, hurry upp..."
"Sorry! Sorry..."
With Boxten being rushed, he didn't get a chance to ask Goob if he needed to be prepped before he felt the claws forced him in. The sudden warmth around his dick made him gasp as the stretch for Goob was a little painful.
"H-holy crap- Goob are you?-"
"I'm- I'm fine please- please hurrrryy..."
"Okay, okay..."
Boxten put his hands on the fluffy craft's hips as he took a deep breath, hoping he was doing this right as he thrust. Soft wet sounds emitted from the two toons, Goob trying to hold back his sounds as his arms were left limp.
"Oh wow..."
The music box mumbles as he groans, starting to speed up as he feels Goob push his hips in sync with him, the pleasure building quickly as Boxten thinks about how long it's been already. They needed to finish sooner rather than later... With hesitation, Boxten started to speed up his thrusts, starting to chase his own pleasure rather than Goobs.
"B-oxten!-"
"Shhh shh, quiet, please..."
The two groaned and whimpered quietly as they felt their climax rapidly approaching from Boxten's change of pace. The music box's fingers gripped the fluffy craft fur, messing it up as he leaned down, pressing his chest against his.
"You're soft..."
Boxten whispered as he sped up a little more as Goob was falling apart, a smile on his face as he squirmed.
"Yes- yes, Boxten, f-faster! More, I-I'm close~"
Goob begged as his brain started to shut off, letting more noises out.
"I'm... I'm close too..."
Boxten gasped out as he continued, feeling the fur rub against him and the warm walls of Goob's insides clench around him. He's never felt like this when he masturbated; this was so much better! He started to feel a pleasurable burn in his core as he bit down on Goob's fur.
"I-I'm gunna-"
Seems like Goob beat him to the chase as he felt the toon let out a quiet, yet strained moan as his insides tightened around him as he continued to thrust him through it, the amount of slickness increasing, and the sensation was dizzying. Boxten sat up a little to stare at Goobs face as he came, eyes closed shut and face red as hell. He looked so pretty...
Boxten suddenly felt himself throb as he was overcome with a wave of euphoria, his eyes closing as he let himself get lost in the pleasure. He continued to thrust himself through it, the sounds of Goob's little whimpers and gasps as he soon came to a halt. They both pant as they relish in the afterglow, the world around them disappearing for a moment as they open their eyes.
"... Hey..."
Goob says which was followed by a chuckle as he sat up properly, feeling the liquids spill out of his hole.
"... Think... We can do this again, sometime?"
The fluffy crafts ask, fidgeting with his claws again as Boxten smiles a little.
"Sure..."
They both giggle in the dimness of the cramped closet, the heat making them a little sweaty until-
"GOOB! Where are you!?"
Right, Scraps.