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Boosfer’s eyes widened as he stared at the obsidian box he just got teleported into by the imposter. “Fuck…” Frantically searching his inventory, he remembered that he had temporarily lended his diamond pickaxe to Andres, making him curse out loudly. Staring at the clock and sighing, he begged that the next twenty-eight minutes would pass quickly.
Getting into the most comfortable position he could, he sat down and threw his head back against the hard rock and a small pain erupted through his skull, making him wince momentarily. He gasped as he saw a player flash in his vision but not enough to notice who they were except for the fact that they had a piece of gold armor on… maybe a helmet? Flashing again, Andres appeared on top of him, their faces inches apart from each-other. “Where the fuck am I..?” Boosfer rolled his eyes.
“An… obsidian cage. And, apparently, you’re not the imposter because why the fuck would you trap yourself.” Scoffing lowly, the other just snarled at him. Shuffling a bit, he tried to get to an angle where he could mine the obsidian with the diamond pickaxe he had gotten from Boosfer but there wasn’t enough spacious. “Please, tell me you can mine us out.” Crossing his fingers, the green man held his breath as he awaited a response.
Awkwardly, Andres cleared his throat. “Uh. Slight issue.” Groaning loudly, Boosfer nearly sobbed at that, not wanting to be stuck in a cramped space with someone else for half an hour. They sat in tense silence for a bit, not being able to see anything due to the darkness. “Do you have any torches maybe? Can’t see a single thing.”
“Can’t exactly open my inventory… not enough room to really move.” Andres didn’t answer and just tried nodding which Boosfer felt more than he saw. He hated it. “Stop fucking moving. This is weird enough.” Immediately, the other backed himself up by saying he was trying to not feel like he was breaking his bones. “God, there’s not even enough space to hit you and send you back up to spawn. Ugh!” Growling, the green man frowned and tilted his leg slightly to the left since Andres was sitting right on it, making it ache.
“What can we do to pass the time?” Not having any ideas, Boosfer instantly retorted with an aggressive nothing, evidently not wanting to be here. Accidentally, Andres briefly brushed their noses together and they both snickered in mutual agony. “I hate my life. So, now that you KNOW it’s not me, fucking blaming me for no reason, who do you think it is?” The green man shrugged and the other hummed lowly.
The air was hastily getting stuffier and warmer due to their natural body heat. “Well, fuck you too. I’m tryna have some small talk, make time go faster, but you can be a fucking prick if you really want to.” Taking a deep breath, Boosfer apologized breathily and just stated that he really didn’t want to be trapped here. “What, and you think I WANT to?” The green man stayed quiet. “Exactly.”
When he finally un-tensed his body and let his head droop forward slightly, he made contact with Andres’ and shrieked, slamming his head back with a little bit too much force. This alone made him realize just how enclosed the space they were in was. Hissing, he ignored the wheezes from the other. “Jesus Christ… you, uh, alright?” The smile in his voice was obvious and he could tell he wasn’t trying to hide it.
Inhaling shakily, he muttered, “I hate you.” Hearing a likewise from the other, he suddenly wished that he was stuck here with literally anyone else, even Dev would have been better. Trying to move his hand up, he realized that he could only move his right hand at the moment, so he squirmed around a bit before finally getting his left hand free as well.
Andres huffed. “So much for not moving.” Boosfer would’ve kicked him if he physically could but, sadly, he couldn’t. “Welp. This REALLY sucks. And we still have twenty-seven minutes left.” Even Andres seemed depressed now. Realizing that only one or two minutes had passed, the green man complained to himself mentally.
In sync, the two exclaimed in panic as they felt a gentle shove, only forcing them even closer. Right, the imposter could give anyone a little push whenever they wanted to and they didn’t even have to be near the victim since it was done by, what seemed like, air. “This imposter is a fucking CUNT.” Boosfer froze when he felt the other’s literal breath on his own lips.
It took a few extra seconds for him to process the other’s words. “Yeah…” He didn’t doubt that Andres came to the same realization as him as soon as he opened his mouth. For some reason, this brought a wave of nervousness over him. Soon after, he heard a small agreement.
“I mean… we could make-out to pass the time.” Giggling straight after, Andres joked light-heartedly to try and raise his spirits. The green man blurted out for him to shut up before he had even finished his sentence which only got the other to laugh even louder. Eventually, he calmed down and started again, “No but, seriously! Kissing people releases a chemical that relaxes you! It could help pass the time.” Andres sounded serious this time, concerning Boosfer but mostly filling him with curiosity.
Rolling his eyes, the green man denied this. “That’s not how making-out wor—…” Without a second of hesitation, the other pressed his lips against his. Shock bubbled inside Boosfer’s stomach. His heart rocked inside of him so harshly that he thought it might burst. To make matters worse, his chest felt like it was burning up with every passing moment, but it didn’t hurt, instead, he invited the feeling in. Relaxing into the kiss, his hand traveled to Andres’ cheek and he almost hesitated at the hot flesh but rested his hand there anyway.
Light-headedness was creeping up on him now as his whole body felt floaty. He couldn’t describe the feeling. All he knew is that it was… amazing. Yes, he had kissed people before but this was a whole new level. Their combined body heat, close proximity, the way they fit together was perfect. Pulling away to pant, neither of them had any words. “Trust me baby, it works.” The green man paused at that before wrapping his arms around the other’s neck with minimal effort and connecting their mouths again.
Boosfer could taste everything. He could fully taste all of Andres, and he loved it. Feeling him absolutely devour the green man just turned him on and he pushed further into him. Breathing in messy, rushed breaths, he let Andres trail small pecks down to his neck and he was surprised that he could in the tiny space they were in. Swallowing, he tried his best to ignore the buzzing in his limbs. His hands were starting to shake but he didn’t let that stop him and continued to make it easier for the other to lead the way.
Sucking in a breath rapidly, he moaned when Andres bit down, nearly whimpering. “Andres… What the fuck…” he choked out, his speech wobbly and distorted. Nibbling on a spot that made his head hazy, he melted into it eagerly, his eyes fluttering closed involuntarily. Not stopping at any comment he made, Andres pursued, sucking on a few spots on his collar, occasionally sinking his teeth in, but not enough to draw blood.
Collapsing his head on the other’s shoulder, he mumbled into his shirt, mostly only consisting of sweet nothings. Rare whines escaped his throat as Andres only moved to more sensitive areas, making his whole body feel weaker with every touch. His throat vibrated lowly, showing his enjoyment further. “Are you fucking purring?” The other temporarily paused his actions to speak, definitely gaping at him even though they couldn’t see each-other. When they both didn’t say anything for way too long, Boosfer began to get impatient.
Without a word, he pushed his neck back to Andres’ lips, hoping that he would get the hint. “Please...” Chuckling softly, he muttered and called the green man desperate before resuming, following his wishes. He concentrated hard to not fall unconscious right then and there from the pure bliss in his body at the moment. The other pulled away slowly before digging back into his lips, kissing him aggressively.
Groaning loudly, Boosfer reciprocated the touch, pushing into Andres’ mouth as well. Shifting a bit, he felt a hand travel up to his head and stroke his ears gently, gaining a mewl. “Oh?” he mumbled, intrigued by the pleasured noise. Embarrassed, the green man scoffed and rolled his eyes but the other just continued petting his ears and making-out with him.
They continued like this for god knows how long before they got teleported somewhere, causing Boosfer to fall onto grass with a quick yelp. Sitting and getting up to his feet, he took a few deep breaths before looking around and noticing the stares of everyone else, glancing between them both.
“And where have you two been… since you both look…” Ruined. “…interesting.” The green man didn’t respond and Andres just dusted himself off before clearing his throats and explaining how the server glitched and they were both stuck in an obsidian box together where they couldn’t mine it because the other person was in the way. Nodding, Boosfer was glad he didn’t have to add anything on because he knew his voice would be broken.
A few of them were still darting their eyes between them two but they didn’t look like they even wanted to ask why they were in the state that they were. “…Right. Well, we lost, couldn’t finish the wither off in time with TWO missing teammates.” Kier phrased it like it was their fault but they both simply shrugged, inquiring that they didn’t deserve the blame because they were literally trapped with no way out.
The two shared a secret glance at each-other, staring into their soul before snapping their heads away, flustered. Boosfer opened the console rapidly and shut down the server, kicking everyone off.