SquidBob ff: 7 hours in heaven
Disclaimer: This part contains 18+ scenes, read only if you are 18 or older.
Chapter 5: Crossing the line
Squidward never expected SpongeBob to open up to him like this. He didn't expect him to speak at all… About this. How many times had Squidward tried to expose him, but Robert had always remained devoted to his optimism. And then he lost ground so abruptly. What has changed? And why is he suddenly asking him such things?! Squidward didn't want to know! How he wished he were somewhere else right now! Octopus is used to avoiding all such conversations, but now he won't be able to escape. And still… Since this conversation was destined to happen… Squidward decided that he had to put an end to it once and for all.
"SpongeBob, I.".. I don't know what you're talking about. Apparently you drank expired milk for lunch and that's why you're talking such nonsense. Do I like you? You?! Ha! Hahaha!! — Indignation, so familiar, boiled up in his chest again, and he raised his voice. — You, SpongeBob, are my main problem in life! You're noisy, annoying, arrogant, and stupid! You're pissing me off! Just looking at you gives me a headache. You always flash in front of my eyes, even if I close them! "Hop-skip, skip-hop, I'm SpongeBob!" And so it is constantly, day after day and night after night! In fact, I can't think of anything else but you and how much I hate you with all my heart! And I can't stand you so much that I'm willing to do anything to stop bothering me! Yes, I actually-"
"I... I got it, Squidward!… You can already.. Put me down..."
"What?.." in his passionate speech, designed to mark the boundaries and draw the line between him and Spongebob once and for all, Quentin, on the contrary, almost crossed it, without noticing how he wrapped his tentacles around Bob and almost pulled him tightly to himself. His eyes adjusted to the darkness, and he could make out his colleague's face very close. He seemed to have blushed a lot, but his usual silly smile was gone, instead there was only a strange expression…
The cashier hastily unclenched the tentacles in which he was squeezing sponge's shoulders and moved back with an expression of confusion on his face, breathing heavily. What just happened?!
He didn't realize how, in a fit of emotion, he grabbed Bob and almost strangled him in a tight grip. Their faces were too close at that moment, as if…
A new, completely different awareness of feelings hit the head, and then went through whole body. The reason for the inexplicable trepidation, irritation, and anger suddenly loomed large. And she wasn't at all what Squidward was desperately trying to imagine her to be. And then suddenly it became very scary. The warehouse seemed to have become even smaller, and she and Bob were even closer than before.
The two stared at each other in silence for a very long time. Just as Squid took a deep breath of water and moved slightly to say something unintelligible, Bob moved with exactly the same impulse. They froze again, not saying a word, just staring into each other's eyes.
And that said it all.
The very next moment, the cook's hands tightly grabbed the shoulders of the cashier, whose tentacles convulsively stuck to the square outlines while their lips met in a hot and passionate kiss. It was as if they had gone crazy at the same time, eagerly exploring each other for the first time in this way.
"Oh, Squidward… I… actually, I meant exactly what I said. I've loved you... for a long time, Squidward…"
"Bob, this is… not right…" Pulling away, Squidward tried with the last of his strength to make his voice at least a semblance of severity. But the needy intonation was evident in his words. He hadn't realized until that moment that he needed exactly that.
"We can't do this… But the octopus couldn't finish, because a new, more demanding kiss took him by surprise. A colleague pinned him down, forcing him to press his back against the wall more and more, but such a vulnerable position did not suit Squid. Leaning forward, without breaking the kiss, he now pressed Bob against the wall, again insistently squeezing with his tentacles, only now more consciously.
"Oh, Squiddy.. You're amazing… You can do anything…" Robert whispers, barely catching his breath, right into the lips of the one he has been dreaming about for so long. There were so many hints, so many hidden confessions… so now the cook is literally distraught from the fact that this, probably, another dream did not end. And there are so many thoughts and conflicting feelings raging in Squidward's head… However, as always, when he was next to this obnoxious sponge...
"Why…?" Why me? Squidward whispers, pulling back to regain some much—needed personal space. After all, next to the sponge, he began to feel unbearable heat…
"Because you are the one with whom I feel calm and confident. You are the one who always inspires me… You're amazing, Squidward.."
"I like seeing you every morning... go to work with you and work together…"
"Mgh... SpongeBob, that's enough…"
"I like your jokes... And I like your voice, even though you can be rude to me…"
"I like every part of you… Your eyes, your nose, your soft tentacles.. Yes, I like holding your tentacle like this…"
"SpongeBob!!! It's… It's…"
"Yes, Squiddy? — Even in the dim light, Bob noticed how embarrassed his neighbor looked, pressing both tentacles to his reddened face. — Oh, I'm sorry, I embarrassed you with all these revelations at once… I know you're not ready for this yet…"
"It's not a tentacle!" the octopus barely managed, "It's not that tentacle..."
It's only now that the sponge has realized. But at the same moment, Squidward abruptly pulled away and squeezed into a corner, hugging his legs to himself.
"If this is a dream, then let it end right now… I can't stand it anymore… Here.. It's too hot!!" Squidward began to panic at how quickly events were unfolding.
"Squidward, don't be nervous… You need to relax!"
"Relax? Here with you? W-w-what are you implying?"
"Well, we can catch imaginary jellyfish or blow bubbles…"
SpongeBob gave the confused and confused cashier a long look, and then changed his tone to a completely unusual one:
"Don't be silly. I want to help… We have to be here until morning…"
Squidward's stomach turned over at the change. Only Robert could do that. Sometimes he behaves absolutely infantile, then, when you don't expect it at all, he shows his adult character.
Although the octopus's legs seemed to be tightly folded, it didn't take much effort for Bob to spread them apart and touch what he mistook for a "hand" again. Squidward was breathing hard and fast. The sponge's palm moved up to the glans and gently squeezed it, starting to massage, while the cook himself pressed against the trembling body of his colleague, reaching under his T-shirt with his free hand.
—Spongebob… huh.".. Sponge… Bob… — Squidward really wanted to say how wrong he thinks all this is, that you can't start a relationship like this, that it's completely crazy, and that his reaction is just a reflex of the body in response to an irritant… But all he could do was sigh the name of his beloved neighbor, unable to continue the sentence. Well… Now he will consider him a pervert… after all, he literally melted from the coveted caresses of his hand. Quentin would never get rid of such a disgrace… This wasn't how he wanted to appear in front of someone he loved!
Meanwhile, his tentacles did not lose their grip, entwining around SpongeBob's body, squeezing him in time with the movements of his hand.
"Do you like it, Squiddy?.. You probably didn't even know how I could do it…" deft fingers pressed on the sensitive scrotum, drawing a line between the testicles, then slightly squeezing them and at the same time passing the second hand along the entire length to the head and back.
Squidward barely stifled a groan, biting one of the tentacles and arching his body. It was all new to him, because the last time had been too long ago to take into account. And Robert leaned closer to him, sliding his hands further under his colleague's shirt, squeezing his smooth body.
"How are you feeling…?" Bob kept asking, looking into the half—closed eyes opposite.
"Shut up…" now the kiss was initiated by the octopus himself, insistently and greedily, and his free tentacle sank lower. He felt not only his own excitement, but also someone else's. Grinning into the kiss, he wrapped his hand around both of them and squeezed, moving his hand faster and faster.
"Aaaah! S-Squi-Oh! — sponge couldn't stand it for a long time and bent back himself, gasping for water, — I love you very, very much! Oh Neptune! It's so good!"
Soon SpongeBob couldn't stand it and finished with a loud groan, which was drowned in another kiss, and then Squidward did it, biting sponge by the cheek and squeezing him hard.
They were both lying huddled together, hot, kissed, and not knowing what to do now.
"Squidward" sponge called out, already half asleep.
"Since we're friends again... Can I call you Squiddy?.."
"I'm not sure if we're friends anymore… — Squid said slowly, still not fully understanding. — But okay."
"Hehe.. Then, good night, Squiddy~" Bob giggled, kissed him on the cheek and settled down next to him, hearing the displeased grumbling, but not seeing the happy silly smile that Tentacles could not suppress.
7 hours later
In the morning, Mr. Krabs saw an interesting picture after unlocking the warehouse… Two of his employees were lying in a mess of sagging shelves and piles of ingredients for krabsburgers.. in a very close position.
"Did you really spend the whole night here?"
"Yes, sir! The door closed and we were trapped inside!" SpongeBob replied.
"It was the worst night of my life." Squid muttered unhappily, leaving the warehouse.
"But there's a button on the wall inside to open it..."
Squidward's face should have been seen.
SpongeBob just looked innocently at Krabs, blinking in surprise.
So the last part has come to an end! Did you like it? I hope there weren't too many mistakes in the text and it was nice to read this. The translator made many logical mistakes, but I tried to correct those that I could find.
