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I just joined the “good boy” trend I’m back now of refreshing my brain too long
Hope everyone had a good thanksgiving!
We kept the CO tradition alive and went on our 3rd annual thanksgiving ski day. Best way to kick off the ski season and this one was the best one yet, the powder was fluffy and the company was great.
I can see us keeping this tradition going for many years, maybe even bringing kids one day and renting a condo for the weekend.
We’re treating tomorrow like thanksgiving tho and doing a turkey trot in the morning and then hosting friends in the afternoon. So many ppl are coming I’m not even sure we have enough plates or places to sit, what a good problem to have
Swooning For Him | Skiico
Rico had forgotten when it all started, it had been too many cold spent nights to remember. Yet recently somewhere deep inside him had chosen to take quite the liking to his leader. It was a warm fluffy feeling, one he knew well enough to recognize the instant he felt that heart wrenching twist in desire, a greater admiration higher then all the respect combined he had for Skipper.
It was eating him from the inside out, the explosion of sudden lust every time he simply glanced at his commander's handsome face. He didn't know how to handle it, what to do with it, or how to express it. And that, is why he was watching a classical romance movie at three AM.
Rico watched in awe every time the man pulled a smooth move, obliviously taking down metal notes on every sly comment. But once the movie had brought them to a drive in theater the horror film began rolling, and Rico couldn't have been more glued to the TV as the women clung onto the man's arm, soon their attention more so in each others eyes. "Oo la la~" he cooed with a smirk as they shared a steamy kiss under the glow of the screen.
He wanted that, desired the passion carried through their touches. Yet an abrupt sound made him look around the room, but upon finding nothing within the shadowy background of the HQ he turned back to the TV with a shrug. But that's when he least expected to hear...
"Rico?" A deep and raspy voice spoke out, his words carrying around the room in whispers.
Practically jumping out of his skin with a hushed yelp Rico turned around to face the slumped over figure. His eyes widened, his face casted darkly in the dim light from the TV, burning heat rising to his cheeks as he realized exactly who was stood before him.
A flipper reached up to rub at his eyes gingerly as the other stretched out before scratching against his stubble in a soft groan. As his tired baby blues opened Rico could see the slight flush on the older penguins cheeks from where they hid just behind his curled wing tip. And Rico couldn't help but let his gaze fall down to those orange edges of Skipper's beak, swallowing hard.
"Thought you might be up." Skipper yawned, waddling towards him and sitting rather closely.
Rico's heart pounded against his rib cage, practically trying to rip itself out as he sat still, unable to move a muscle comfortably. The movie continued on, yet somewhere near the end Rico had felt a sudden weight on his shoulder; upon looking down he found Skipper, once again sleeping with sounds of soft snores while leaning up against him. He was warm, warmer then he'd ever felt him and it oddly felt right, like Rico thought this was how it should have always been.
After taking a few moments to steel himself, he slowly started stroking Skipper's back with a quivering wing, his rough feathers running across the others as naturally as a river over smooth stone, and the surface felt so new to him; almost too right, too good. The feeling was calming yet his heart was beating so rapidly it stung. It was so bitterly sweet. To feel how good it could be this close, and yet to remember how far away this reality truly was.
The more he thought about it the more his shoulders slouched, causing a stir in the older penguin resting on him. No, no this wasn't right. It felt too pleasing to finally fulfill even a small amount of his craving for him, barely scraping the top layer and yet somehow it didn't make sense at all the more he pawed lower. Ah, lower...a place Rico could never get out of his head no matter how hard he tired. Maybe just a few seconds weaving his flippers through plush folded heaven wouldn't hurt, right?
So close, he was so close until; "Ah~ mmm..."
Twisting away awkwardly Rico's skin crawled with anxiety, so eager to coddle his commander yet too scared to even squeeze his small tipped tail. That was it, the final straw for tonight; he simply couldn't bring himself to lay a wing on him. So for now, the sleeping Skipper had won. But Rico promised himself it wouldn't stay that way as he gently scooped his leader off the cold floor and practically poured him onto his bunk.
A pleased smile grew over Rico's beak watching Skipper doze so peacefully, but after a moment more of simply getting lost at the sight of his captain Skipper began to weakly punch at the inner wall of his bunk. Rico wanted to chuckle at the view he had, it wasn't often you saw Skipper having a dream, but by the looks of it, it must have been a hell of an exciting one.
His flipper brushed the softest part of the smaller males body, his beak hovering above his face, only inches away from his mouth...but his stomach churned at the thought, at the image. His chest ached, he didn't want this, it didn't feel right to think about doing this. Yet his mind told him otherwise, his heart was urging him to follow its whims...as was his body. "Ahhhh..." A soft groan slipped past his exhale as Rico closed the distance between them, pressing his nose against the soft feathers of Skipper's cheek.
The action made the penguin flinch and squirm, a quiet whimper leaving his throat, though he did relax slightly into it, nuzzling the soft fabric underneath him and allowing the sensation of Rico's breath to fill his ears and send a tingling shiver down his spine. "Mmn..." He hummed happily in response. Though it wasn't as meaningful as Skipper was fast asleep, his body simply reacting to the sensations on its own.
Rico backed away, feeling the guilt settle within his chest; yet something akin to joy slipped through along with all his mixed emotions. It was that light as a feather feeling again, like he was walking amongst New York's whitest clouds on a slightly breezy summer afternoon. Skipper always seemed to have that certain effect on him, and as hard as he searched why that was, the more he fell in love with his commander and still didn't quite know exactly why. Everything made sense when Skipper lead him through battles, missions, anything dangerous like the true leader he was; yet when Rico touched and truly felt their skin make contact his head was a puzzling mess, even more so then it usually was.
But then he remembered, the warmth, the sparks it ignited between his wing tips, quivering mouth and his flipping stomach as if Skipper had set fire to his insides. How he felt the rush of desire, the urge to just give in and kiss him. The temptation to press their bodies together in a hug like they were needed again and to hold him close for as long as the other would allow him. How he craved to be closer than he already was. Even now, with Skipper sleeping so peacefully and in the presence of someone he liked, all he could feel was the same overwhelming longing coursing through his veins just as the day he realized he had these desires for his captain. To run his flippers softly through his beautiful plumage, to brush his beak against his. All the realization waving over him gently tugged on his heartstrings, encouraging him to pull his eyes back open to stare lovingly at his leader.
Those same feelings coursed through him now, but he also felt nervous, like a solider on their first real mission. He didn't know what to do, he didn't know how to act, he didn't know what to say. All he knew was that he wanted to do it...he wanted to kiss him.
And so he did.
Skipper's eyes shot open immediately at the unexpected pressure as Rico pressed their beak tips together in the gentlest of kisses. It startled the older male, and he instinctively tried to shove him away, but it was already too late as his hand came up to touch the one cupping his jaw. He froze, his breathing coming to a halt for the slightest second as he felt a pair of gentle flippers trail lightly over his cheek. After that the tension drained from his entire body, the pain in his heart faded and he could breathe easier. Though he still held his breath as he heard a low moan escape the larger penguin.
Oh boy.
That noise alone was enough to make his entire being tremble, his wings shake, and his legs quake beneath him. This was wrong, they shouldn't be here, they shouldn't be doing this. His body was begging to pull away, yet his tongue stayed locked with his captor's, tasting the faint fishy tang of cod and grouper while a hint of kippers snuck through, all mixed with the salty taste of a few fallen tears and the musky scent of his feathers. But most importantly, he felt so good. So unbelievably good against his face that Skipper hardly was believing himself for letting this happen. But it was Rico, someone he felt he could trust with his life, and oddly he felt as ease with the situation, in some ways expecting for it to have happened even sooner then this.
And as Rico slowly backed away, he couldn't help but wonder if he was going crazy; when Skipper slowly released the squeeze of his eyes all Rico saw was passion. Raw hard passion. And that's when Skipper pulled his solider back in his personal space, crashing their beaks together as if starved and rolling Rico into bed with him. "Took you long enough," he chuckled softly between kisses.
Tonight was going to be a very long night...
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I join Lum no Love meme trend cause I’m bored nothing to do with.
I did last year Inktober 2023 of Skipper & Rico cigarettes kiss each other 😏
Came back once again with a new drawing..
I join Barbie and Ken mugshots Redraw trend
They went to Spencer (Skipper & Rico went back of Spencer)