As you know, Map and Backpack are remarkably good friends. But what about what you don't know? When Map and Backpack are alone, things get a tad crazy...
"M-Map-San, what are you doing?" Backpack asked somewhat loudly, covering his eyes with his small, meaty hands.
"Backpack-Kun, just look at me. Just take a small peek." Map responded seductively, unrolling himself and showing Backpack the tremendous X on his slim frame.
Backpack moved his hands from his face, eyes trailing all over Map's petite, paper body. Backpack began blushing immensely, relishing the sight before him. Map took a few steps closer, pinning Backpack to the wall behind him.
"Backpack-Kun, c'mon, be a good boy. For your daddy." Map muttered near his ear.
Backpack let his eyes wander, studying the other's body. He reddened as his eyes spotted the large X on the Maps lower half.
"Oh, Backpack-Kun, you know you want my delicate paper body inside of your firm pouch." Map said with a smirk, watching as Backpack's face proceeded to grow redder each time he said something sensuous. He loved it.
"M-Map, you don't understand. We are supposed to stay family-friendly! For Dora!" Backpack spoke fastly, not wanting to scar his favorite person.
"But, Backpack-Kun, Dora won't be here for another hour. That gives me plenty of time to make every article inside of you spill right out."
"Oh, Map!" Backpack moaned out.
"How can you say such things so carelessly?!"
"Backpack, Backpack!" Map murmured his name hotly, extricating a lewd wail from the other.
Map allowed his hands to meet Backpack's thick waist, moving his hands around in a circular motion in hopes of arousing the other.
"Come on, Backpack-Kun, let me deep inside of your cute pocket." Map spoke with a groan.
"Map-Kun, do it! Do it, Map! Shove yourself into my tight little pocket!
