Y/N x Spongebob

This is actually intended for Grace, but in a format where anyone can immerse themselves in this heated tale of love, 100 legions beneath the deep blue sea.

I emerge from my peaceful slumber suddenly, feeling a tingling sensation on the back of my neck. Blinking away the sleep from my eyes I see two brilliant, thickly bordered lenses peeking around the corner of the bookshelf. Who could it be? No-is it? "Spongebob?" I question, unknowingly aloud. A soft sound of surprise escapes his lips.

"What are-what are you doing in my room?" I ask him as I sit up in bed, becoming more awake and alert. His eyes stare into my soul and he says "I like to watch you sleep" a gentle laughter flowing from between his teeth. "Spongebob why?" I ask, not knowing how to feel. "It's calming" I barely hear his answer that he says below his breath. I feel a slight panic in my chest "Spongebob if my dad found you here-"

"WHO THE HELL IS THAT?!" My father bursts in and I turn my back on Spongebob trying to place myself in the middle.

"Dad please don't hurt him" I plead for Spongebob...and for my heart.

Father brushes past me like I'm nothing, uttering a simple "I'll do whatever I want" before reaching my Spongey love.

He slams Spongebob against the wall and I feel my stomach fall to its lowest point. In a gruff and menacing tone I can only watch on the side as he threatens my lover "Listen here Spongeboy-"

"It's Spongebob" Spongebob interrupts my father and I don't know how to feel. He's so brave, and so foolish, and I'm so in love with him.

I can feel my father's anger rising as his voice deepens "Do I look like I care?"

Spongebob stutters out his reply of "uh-no-no sir" allowing my father to resume lecturing him.

"If you watch my daughter sleep one more night. I will personally - end you." He stares into Spongebob's eyes that are less than three inches in front of him, watching, waiting for Spongebob to reply.

I'm certain my love is frightened as he answers with a resolute "ok".

My father takes his hands off Spongebob and I catch my breath only for him to holler "NOW SCRAM" and throw Spongebob to the floor. Seeing him hit the floor my heart stops and I barely register my father stomping out of the room and slamming the door. My instinct to shout is suppressed by my lack of breath and I'm left pitifully speaking to a closed door and a pair of closed eyes "Dad - I - oh my - Oh my God- Spongebob.. Spongebob are you okay?" I lean over Spongebob, looking down upon his pitiful appearance with one hand resting against his arm. The other brushing across the rim of his big, thick, hard, black lenses. He looks up at me. Our eyes meeting. "I'm okay y/n"

I don't know what to say besides "ok...good".

I don't know why his eyes seem bigger until I can feel the slight chill that comes from his lips as he dazedly repeats "...good". The reason his eyes seem bigger is because as I've become lost in them, his face has become so close, that I can feel the tip of his nose brush against my own.

I tilt my head to the side, letting his nose slide against the length of my cheek as his lips meet mine for a soft kiss. A kiss that quickly escalates into something more.

His teeth graze against my tongue and back into his mouth, absorbing my saliva into his awaiting yellow crevices. The sight of my fluids disappearing into his flesh sends chills up my spine, and a flood of heat to my rapidly moistening love hole.

My body craves more, but the knowledge of my father still somewhere in the house, and my lack of courage, stops me from taking things any farther.

My mouth does it's best to convey the desires of my heart without speaking a single word. Then our lips separate. Leaving me gasping for breath and him, unaffected, heatedly staring at me and the bead of saliva I have glistening against the corner of my lips.

"Spongebob I don't know what came over me I've never even kissed a guy before"

"Sh sh shh y/n - I've kissed enough for the both of us" he whispers, his finger pressed against my lips as he looks deep into my eyes.

My heart can't help but skip a beat as I stare straight back, afraid to blink, afraid that this is all a dream and I never actually woke up.

All of a sudden I hear a banging noise and look out my window to see Patrick, good old Patrick. He looks up and waves at the window. I see Spongebob out the corner of my eye wave back, and he gets up to leave me. He opens the window and sets one foot outside casting a wink back in my direction. "Tomorrow night y/n, meet me behind Bikini Bottom Driving School in Ms.Puff's favorite boat...I'll be waiting".

The warmth of his body leaves the room, but that doesn't mean that my heart is any less warm as my eyes remain glued to his figure until I can no longer see him in the distance.

I can't wait for tomorrow...

Part 2?