Cold Wubbox x Air Wubbox

Chapter 1 - A Craving

This story will have slow pacing. It is not a one shot. Enjoy.

   
    Thoughts about catching up with the rest of the wubbox clique raced through Cold Wubbox's head all the time nowadays. He still hasn't lost his virginity, and he frequently wonders if it's finally time to do so. Every wubbox has experienced the seemingly exhilarating rush that came with having sex... except Cold. He often considered having sex, but he didn't realize until recently that he didn't even know how to begin with. If he had any idea, who would he have sex with anyway...? All of this was so confusing. How does one with no romantic relationship propose sex with somebody?
Quickly dismissing that last thought he had, Cold started getting ready to wind down for the night, but he hesitated, as he began to think up a rather spontaneous idea. Cold's close friend Air is the most knowledgeable when it comes to matters like these. You'd think that Earth Wubbox would be the one to have the most knowledge about sex since he was the one bragging about it most, but Air, being the lovable whore that he is, had the most... well, experience. Let's just say, he was known for sleeping around. Perhaps, Air would be willing to provide some advice on what to do to catch up with the clique and finally experience the feeling the wubboxes were constantly boasting about. Cold knew that being the only virgin wasn't a bad thing, but he was so intrigued about the sensation of being aroused and the wonders of having sex with someone. There was a strange craving rising inside of Cold that needed to be fulfilled, and quickly.
Finally, as he rose from the edge of his bed, Cold decided that he was going to give Air a brief visit before it got too late. Air was typically up very late anyway, being a natural night owl, so it was probably alright to drop by. Just at the thought of randomly visiting his beloved friend, his core skipped and fluttered in his chest.
Cold walked to the door of his bedroom, opening it and descending the stairs in deep thought about what Air could say or do. He left the castle, letting the bitterly cold winds from Cold Island strike his face. Being the Cold Island Epic Wubbox himself, these below freezing conditions were obviously something he was fond of and used to. He shivered with delight as a nice burst of energy spread throughout him in response to the freezing air.
Air Island was close in proximity to Cold Island, as it was the island meant to be completed after Cold Island. As a result, it didn't take long for Cold to cross the bridge separating the two Colossals. After simply crossing the barrier, the frigid wubbox had arrived on Air Island. The second he stepped onto the island, he felt himself begin to thaw out. Though he wasn't scared of much, he had to admit that the island was very eerie at night, with strangely cold drafts of air, most likely from Cold Island, flowing every which way. The gears of the steampunk themed decorations creaked as they blew around, making the empty ambiance even more unnerving. The shadows of the decorations only seemed to accentuate and distort more as Cold stepped closer to the entrance of the Air Island castle. Despite the off-putting feeling of such an upbeat place being so empty and dark at night, Cold felt strangely at peace, knowing that the island was home to his dear friend Air. The little Air Wubbox was always a ball of enthusiasm that could seemingly never run out of energy, reflecting the high energy of his respective island. If he had never-ending energy during the day, then... how did he stay up so late all the time? Who knew, honestly.
Since it was quite late, the door was locked for security reasons. However, Cold could easily bypass this security measure by simply knocking on the door and being invited in. Genius! After Cold gently tapped the door with his metallic knuckles, a tired looking mammott opened the door with a confused expression on its face, probably wondering what the Cold Island Epic Wubbox was doing on Air Island so late. It shrugged, figuring that the two wubboxes were close, and opened the door with no questions. Cold gave a quick thanks to the monster as he began to make his way up toward Air's room. His mind had been running in circles thinking about what they would talk about the whole way there.
But before Cold had the chance to lay a single finger on Air's door, oddly enough, the door already began to crack open.