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To say Boxten was unexperienced was a bold understatement
Not even an understatement, it barely could barely graze the truth, because said purple box had never even gotten the idea of sexual or loving relationships in his mind, ever.
So, when he found himself in an awkward situation regarding so, his mind was a mess trying to figure out how to go forward with it.
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He and a shrimp had been hanging out for a while, apparently, Boxten managed to be comforting enough for the crustacean to talk with him in a less.. aggresive manner. They shared coherent conversations atleast once a week, which is incredibly surprising considering we are talking about an anxious music box and a overly aggressive bullying shrimp.
But not even a month into their friendship, they both found themselves growing some feelings neither had ever experienced, from one side, the purple box tried his best efforts to understand Shrimpo more and how to get closer to him, he knew he was growing a liking for the male, but couldn't really make his mind up to ever speak up. Meanwhile, Shrimpo had been denying everything profusely, being as stubborn as you can ever be, when a singular thought about Boxten came into his mind he would almost immediately bang his head into whatever was close to him, and sadly that was more often than the shrimp felt comfortable with..
Up until the day when the both were hanging out at the box's apartment, sitting on the floor playing tic tac toe with eachother, where Boxten accidentally brought up the theme with a-
"You know, i never thought you could grow a liking to anyone, really"
-dumbly worded phrase
"...LIKING? I- I HATE HOW YOU SAID THAT!! I DON'T LIKE YOU!!" Shrimpo fell immediately into a defensive mode, not liking the idea that Boxten might have caught on Shrimpo's little crush, even if the box was not understanding what was wrong with his phrase.
"You don't like me? You talk a lot with me, does that mean nothing?"
"I DON'T LIKE YOU!!"
Shrimpo, despite being able to tolerate the box more than anyone ever in his whole life, was not going to accept Boxten's words, while the purple box had to admit he felt saddened by Shrimpo's denial of any friendship between them.
"I really like you, Shrimpo"
"..."
The impact of his words did not cross in Boxten's mind, he couldn't really understand why Shrimpo seemed so reluctant of accepting that he enjoyed being around him, they were friends, right? His sweet sad smile made Shrimpo think twice about his words for the first time ever since he can remember.
"I... I HATE LIKING YOU!!"
"So you do like me?"
"NO...."
"I'm taking that as a yes!"
Boxten smiled and lifted his hand up to his own cheek, as if he just achieved something incredibly important, which for him really was, getting Shrimpo to accept he enjoyed being around him was such a big progress for him!
The shrimp felt like he could see the way that Boxten's eyes glimmered in happiness, despite that not being possible.
Shrimpo wondered wondered if Boxten would accept a little kiss from him, should he ask? Should he just go? Should he not? I mean, Boxten just confessed his love for him, did he not?
"So we are frie-?!"
The words that managed to escape from Boxten's mouth were cut off and left unfinished in the middle of the phrase by a set of lips placing into his'. The box felt.. breathless, as if all air, words and thoughts were taken away from him in split a second with a singular action, with a singular touch.
His hand fell back to his lap, thinking to himself if he should return the kiss.. is he waiting too long?! Should he like- push forward? Hold shrimpo? Let himself go??? He never even thought about this, he never even thought about either of them kissing or whatever!! He barely found out he had feelings for Shrimpo!
And before he could even process what to do, Shrimpo retreated back to his seat, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand while looking away into somewhere, his grumpy expression slightly softened into something more embarrassed, grabbing his crayon and silently drawing a circle in the tic tac toe round they were playing.
"I- you- huuh???"
Boxten could not process the situation, what just happened?? Shrimpo really did that? Is he having a weird dream?
"IDIOT, I HATE HOW YOU DON'T KEEP PLAYING!!"
With that phrase, Boxten shot up from his mind and messily grabbed his crayon, drawing an X in the board, barely noticing the way that Shrimpo had silently cheated in the game while he was left flustered infront of the Shrimp. His cheeks were tinted a slightly darker purple than his general box color, feeling how it spread through his face.
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And that's how it all started
Not even really talking about it, Shrimpo would give small kisses from time to time to Boxten, and the box would silently try to learn how Shrimpo did it to give them back to him, failing miserably at most of his attempts, while Shrimpo would internally laugh at him for being so dumb.
From small cheek and short lip kisses, it turned into full on (mainly one-sided) makeouts, where Shrimpo would randomly corner Boxten to explore his mouth insides, while the box would pitifully try to return the affectionate and lustful actions. Today, a full 3 weeks later, Shrimpo felt like teasing Boxten, while the box internally panicked during the whole activity.
Just like during their first kiss, the two toons were hanging out sitting on the floor of Boxten's room, this time talking about their usual interactions and runs to the lower floors, mostly it being Boxten happily talking with Shrimpo ocassionally interumpting to diss on a random toon that was mentioned.. he was inevitably getting a bit bored about the box's ramblings, not like he wanted to talk, but rather because they weren't really catching his interest
His mind was more down the drain, actually. Looking directly at boxten whole as his eyes traveled through his body, his mind as well traveling to a whole different universe. Boxten wouldn't notice anything weird on the other, thinking he was simply zoned out and would eventually come back.. Shrimpo was, infact, not zoned out. He was just planning how to go forward with his ideas and ashaming desires.
"So, well, i guess Cosmo didn't really put a timer that time, the cookies were tasty though! You should try them somet-"
Shrimpo really had a thing with interrumpting Boxten, didn't he?
His little head shrimp tail twitched when their lips came in contact, excited for whatever is to come out of this.
Boxten, while still getting used to the weird sensations this made in his chest, wrapped his small arms around Shrimpo loosely, making them get slightly closer and their bodies touch more than just their lips colliding in a passionate messy touch.
The simple kiss quickly turned into something with a more mischevious intent as Shrimpo bit the other's lip, Boxten felt a small frown form in his face, hiding the light discomfort at the pain while trying his best to lean into the kiss, his mouth agape ever just so slightly, but exactly enough for Shrimpo to slip his tongue into the box's mouth. And as you might have guessed, this is where for Boxten it all goes downhill, while it gets more entertaining to the Shrimp.
The hands traveling around the clothed torso of his' was an invite to something he's never done, so boxten didn't catch up on the context clues Shrimpo gave him.. between the light brushes to his waist to the way the shrimp aggresively and roughly made their tongues dance with each other.
Boxten felt a slight drop of sweat down his front when he could catch the sounds of footsteps around the halls of Gardenview, knowing that anyone he talks with could just burst into his bedroom and see the way Shrimpo was so easily making Boxten a mess with a 'simple kiss'..
"H-hold up! Can you like.. lock the door?.. real quick-"
Boxten put both of his hands up to Shrimpo's chest, moving the male away from him while looking away, with their mouths now away from eachother there was an obvious empty feeling, as well as a transparent string of saliva and desire joining them. His heart rate was going up at the current moment. The shrimp gave him a slightly blank stare before pulling himself to his feet.
A few seconds later of Boxten catching his breath slightly uneven breathing, his eyes moved to the floor.
'Click'
Shrimpo fiddled with the lock for a bit and managed to lock the door, or well that's what he thinks, he hates locks and doors anyways.
Between his mind full of thoughts, Boxten could not really feel his surroundings at the second, making his best efforts to remember something, ANYTHING about sexual relationships... he knew where this was going, or well, not really, he had no idea how it went at all.
He was jolted out of his thoughts when a sudden weight pressed on his lap.
The box's eyes flashed up to look at whatever was pressing down on him, seeing the face of his favourite shrimp looking down at him with an expectant face.
"S-so... uhm.."
Boxten awkwardly placed his hands at Shrimpo's hips, biting his lip at how.. weird this is
"YOU IDIOT! ARE YOU REALLY THAT DUMB?!"
The shrimp is apparently not playing around with this and places his hand on Boxten's box head, as he madly pulls Boxten into another heated make-out for the second time that day. The heat traveled around Boxten's body, getting slightly more sweaty and nervous, his' hands twitched everytime the shrimp left bites in his lips.
He had never experienced this. The feelings full of love coursing through his body were a thing to handle, and he didn't know if it would get worse from there as his sketchy knowledge will definitely backfire on him, specially when he felt some soft, orange hands traveling their way to the edge of his pants, the tip of a finger inserting itself onto them.
Boxten let out a light squeak from his throat, opening his eyes and pulling away with a heavy breath as well as a string of saliva joining the mouths of both toons.
"W-What are you doing?!?" All movement from the contrary stopped
"WHAT DO YOU THINK I'M DOING!!"
The purple box stared at Shrimpo's eyes for a few seconds, his eyes turning to look at the compromising position and status, Shrimpo sitting comfortably in his lap, with both of his legs to Boxten's sides and hands tugging at the edge of his pants, while the music box had his arms wrapped around the other's waist, pulling each other a bit more closer.
"I-Invading my personal space?"
Well, yes! Technically yes!! His handler told him to never let his private parts be shown, Shrimpo shouldn't be trying to see them!!
"Did you EVER go to school, or are you THAT stupid?" Shrimpo groaned, seeming both confused and mad,
...
"School?.. I-I MEAN yes!! I did!"
Shrimpo narrowed his eyes, looking at Boxten and his nervous stare, frowning and slightly aggravated by the purple box.
"CONSENT? ANSWER!!"
"U-um.. i don't know?.. my handler told me to, like, never show this.."
Boxten stuttered out, pointing towards his private parts when at the end of his phrase.
And an awkward silence and intense staring from Shrimpo later,
"You've NEVER done this?? Ugh.." He said aggresivly as he placed his hands at the box's hips, brushing them in a comforting way while ocassionally redirecting his hand to brush at Boxten's crotch, the purple box hummed in a way of saying a simple 'no'
"Just do whatever..-" Boxten sighed.
At the green light that he gave, the shrimp pulled himself forward once again, their mouths brushing agaisnt eachother before quickly slipping his tongue into Boxten's mouth once again, their breathings stopped right there and then while suckings and love bites on the other's lips were placed by Shrimpo.
In the meanwhile, Boxten felt confused, he had to get used to the feeling of a unknown thing going through his mouth (which wasn't the most comfortable and tickled him) yet still gave him a weird electric feeling to course through his body. He felt himself with butterflies in his whole body, restrained to sitting on the ground by his shrimp. Talking about the shrimp, his hands brushed aggresively around Boxten's clothed member, his frown now more softened than before while seeing how the box squirmed and whined under his hands, under some simple touches, under Shrimpo's control.
"F-fuckk... mgh..." Boxten moaned, his eyes closed tightly. He didn't know if he disliked or liked the feeling, something inside him told him to stop it, but something else wanted more of it. Saying Shrimpo didn't feel amused was a blatant lie, but saying he didn't feel annoyed was also a lie. God... this box is absolutely clueless, is he gonna have to do all the work? How annoying.
Between the wet sounds of their mouths colliding, a not-so-sneaky hand traveled to the edge of the box's pants, teasing with it for a few seconds before pulling them down just enough to have a good access to the underwear, so somewhere above his knees.
This time Boxten didn't complain.
A pair of orange hands wrapped around his dick, not fully as it was covered by the tin cloth of his unsurprisingly really wet underwear, yet it made a good enough effect for Boxten to let out a high-pitched moan at it. A small sway was made with the hands, slowly moving up and down on his member.
As awkward as the situation was, the cold of the Shrimp's skin touching his sensitive one felt brand new, his mind already a little off the earth trying to focus only on muffling every one of his sounds out of pure embarrassment.
"Ah..~ hmh... Shrimpo..."
His own hand covered his mouth, trying his best to avoid any sounds or movements coming from himself, restraining himself from doing anything that might ruin the moment for one if not the both of them. But oh, how amazing it felt... he needed more, he knew it wasn't the full extent of this, this wasn't gonna be the end, he knew it, and he was gonna try (keyword try) to get more of this pleasurable feeling.
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And well, here they were. After a little bit of convincing from Shrimpo, they were now in an even more awkward and compromising position and situation. Forced by their genetics and preferences, Shrimpo was now sitting below Boxten, who got recommended by the Shrimp to top during sex, yet he had no idea how to.
Which turned out to be.. a big issue. Like anyone would have expected.
The soft ghostly touch of those purple hands roamed around a rough orange body. Noticeably sweaty and shaky from both pleasure and nervousness. And no, im not talking about the shrimp below his close to be partner, im talking about the purple box on top of them.
"JEEZ. GET ON WITH IT ALREADY!!"
"Alright, Alright! I just-... i don't know how to start!"
Boxten looked... skeptical about all of this.. his hand roamed the body trying to see if he got any type of aroused reaction from the shrimp, but the constantly mad or annoyed expression did not help at all with the inside turmoil the box had inside his mind and the throbbing hard member he had between his legs, which desperately needed some, any kind of attention from absolutely anything.. But who was Boxten to know? His sexual education through his whole life was the bare minimum, close to nothing and incredibly unacurrate. His little box head couldn't understand how the other Toons ever discovered about this.. maybe Vee's amount of knowledge on any theme?
Anyhow, he was starting to get slightly impatient and increasingly embarrased by the situati-
"ARE YOU GONNA NOT DO ANYTHING?!"
..
Blink
"OH.. uhmhm... S-Shrimpo I've never.. i don't know?!"
Boxten is simply traveling his hands, ehm... around? He doesn't know what he's doing at all! Where is he supposed to go? What is he supposed to do?! Is there any specific place to make any feelings? He knows Shrimpo doesn't exactly have the same body as him, so he has the absolute ZERO clue of what to do...
"FOR GODNESS SAKE."
Shrimpo rolls his eyes in annoyance, His hands now clenched into tight fists that pull the music box closer to himself, and with the shrimp now letting his body rub against Boxten's, he felt even more nervous and pressured into doing something. He should've paid some attention when his Handler told him the bare minimum about this..
Just as he was about to do something, a certain "sneaky" hand grasped at the edge of his underwear, and all he could do agaisnt it was let out a shaky breath out of his nose, as if questioning his life choices.
The slow movements from earlier had made him almost go over the edge in probably less than 2 minutes, to which Shrimpo obviously complained about, and Boxten immediately felt ashamed about it.
The idea that his "partner" was gonna continue with, probably something similar, was nerve-wracking.
The same small orange hand from before desperately and without any care pulled Boxten's last piece of cloth down. the, if not average then really close member sprung into the open, hard enough to stand up really noticeably between the two toons. The box's face tinted a dark purple at the sight, Shrimpo was still fully clothed after all, and he was letting the shrimp view him in.. such a vulnerable state he never imagined himself in. His sweaty hands were placed to the sides of the smaller toon, his body felt like it was burning at a high enough temperature to vaporize right there and then. And as much as he liked taking his time when learning or doing new things, he would rather to finish with this as soon as he could. The thoughts inside his box shaped mind were abruptly interrupted by Shrimpo moving around, by himself pulling his underwear off to be equal with his "friend" The shrimp pulled Boxten slightly back so he could position himself comfortably in the other's lap, their bodies grazing each other in a wet touch, Shrimpo with his mind down the drain enough to barely think before pulling himself slightly upwards, his clothing he didn't fully take off making it difficult to move freely, but he didn't care, he was desperate and this stupid box was not doing anything to help him with it.
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