Birthday Request Event - 2024

Gift 33 - Penguin/Shachi x afab

Gift Details ♥
Reader Style: afab
Character: Penguin/Shachi
Vibe: NSFW Consensual
AU: Cowboy AU
Prompt: Erotically Charged Fight

Summary: Interest and flirting with a couple fellow cowboys, you find yourself in a field fighting to prove a point.

Content Notes: sex outside, no onlookers, oral received, threesome, biting, Shachi and Penguin being menaces together

This birthday party is 18+, consensual unless explicitly stated otherwise, and BYOB

You pulled the rope tight, hitching the red head's wrists to his ankles even as he squirmed. You had started out flirting with him and his dark-haired friend, but the saucy quips snapped a little too much like whips a few times and the next thing you knew you were all three out in a field having a bit of a row.

Penguin is getting free of the quick and sloppy knot you'd put him in so you could focus on Shachi, but it wasn't meant to hold. Just to slow him down so you could deal with the red head one on one.

"You tied my thumbs!" Shachi cries, wriggling in the grass and trying fruitlessly to get free.

"S'harder to undo a knot without thumbs." You point out, pushing him onto his side before he hurts himself wiggling around like that.

Standing back up you square up with Penguin who is moving much more cautiously than before. The boys were certain they had more experience than you, in fighting and fucking, and whether they did or not was still uncertain.

What was certain was that you'd used their underestimation of you to your advantage.

Your problem now was that you were out of rope. Penguin had tucked the shorter length you'd used on him into his belt, and was slowly getting his own primary coil of hemp ready to go. Carrying two full coils wasn't much of an option, it was entirely too heavy to be practical, no matter how useful it could be.

"Point made." Penguin says, still moving and setting up his rope.

"... and yet." You can't keep the grin off your face. It's nice to have someone give you credit like this, but the tension in the air is getting thick.

"You haven't won yet." He insists, returning a grin that shows he's not angry, so much as he is entertained.

"There's still the other matter, after this one." You agree, stepping slowly away from Shachi. Even with him tied and turned aside, you're not so foolish as to think he can't - or won't - help Penguin.

"Mm." Penguin intones. He shifts and rushes toward you so fast you almost can't react.

Nearly stumbling to get out of the way you just barely manage it. Penguin, more sure footed at this point, turns and adjusts easily. You let your surprise carry you to the ground tumbling away to get a bit of distance, and you can swear you felt his hands brush against you.

You half crawl, half scramble when you get to your feet, moving toward him. Penguin has rope, and you've no doubt the two are just as good as you are in wrangling. Too much distance would be in his favor. You either need to get his rope off him, or tackle him bodily.

They're both taller than you, but the difference isn't enough to make it impossible.

There's a grind of rocks and dirt as Penguin stops short and you twist and rise, right up inside his space. There's another flurry of steps as you each try to get leverage on the other. Penguin's off-step, surprised by your sudden appearance right in his face, but he's recovering quickly. It's almost like a dance, the two of you trying to kick a foot out from under the other.

"THE ROPE!" Shachi bellows, and for a split second you aren't sure why until Penguin's arms move up, over and back down.

He uses the rope to pull you tight to his chest, stepping back and hefting you up in one motion. The rope has your arms stuck in place, and whether your feet are a foot off the ground or an inch doesn't matter. You've lost your leverage.

"We win." Penguin declares.

"The hell you have," you growl, wriggling in the rope. "You can't do anything but hold me, and if I can get free before the red-head," you insist, thrashing more. You keep trying to wrap your leg around his, and Penguin's shifting with you so you can't force him off balance. It would be hard like this, but not impossible, to bring him to his knees.

The ropes creak and Penguin pulls you up a little more. You gasp from the unexpected shift and before you can recover his lips are hot against yours.

Your eyes go wide for a split second, and you're returning the kiss before you've really registered the entire situation. The soft moan stays in your chest, but you're pressed right up against him and even if he doesn't hear it, you know he can feel it.

There's little more than a soft breath of air, but your lips part and his tongue slips in. You lean into it, fuck the fight, your face is hot, and your mind is hazy, but it feels so good. He kisses so well. You tilt your head, and shift your gaze, catching the glimmer of blue eyes so dark and deep they almost look black.

"Fuck," you huff before leaning in for another kiss. Hands are at your thighs, holding you up as the rope goes slack and your arms wrap around Penguin's shoulders.

The heat of Shachi's chest presses heavy against your back as he and Penguin adjust. Each of them holding one of your legs, leaving their other hand to wander over you, moving you as they need. Shachi's breath is hot against your neck before he's pressing kisses into your skin.

The tug of clothes is met with soft words from you. Please and yes and more fall from your lips in desperation as the two slowly strip away the things in their way. Your pants are pooled at your ankles, and Shachi holds you as Penguin kneels down and pulls your boots and pants off. His hands against your bare feet forces a moan out of you as he puts your legs over his shoulders.

Another soft swear leaves your lips, hands holding onto Shachi as those impossibly dark blue eyes follow the lines of your thighs and focus on the pleasure already dripping from you. Shachi nuzzles into the back of your neck.

"Watch him," He commands, hands rough against your chest as he holds you in place. Red marks on your shoulders are already turning to bruises, circled by shallow lines of teeth marks from Shachi's greedy kisses. "Let us know when you're close, and I'll bite you so" He runs his hard teeth against your skin, sighing, "... perfectly."

Penguin licks your thighs as Shachi husks in your ear. His hat's pulled back and out of the way, the dark crop of hair pressing against your thighs as his face and mouth disappear into your slit. You squirm, moans falling from your lips as his hungrier kisses send sweet waves of pleasure into you.

"Feels good?" Shachi questions, nipping at the curve of your ear.

You nod, breathy moans dripping off your bottom lip. "Yeah... yeah." You gasp, holding onto him as the pleasure builds. Penguin's tongue is doing things you didn't think a tongue could do, and it's driving you to the brink.

"Imagine how good it'll feel," Shachi begins, hands idly teasing your nipples. "With both of us, stuffed," he thrusts his hips into you as Penguin shoves his tongue deeper. "Deep inside you."

"Fuck, fuck." You shake your head, breath coming out heavy and fast. "No, no, I'm gonna - I'm gonna cum, it's too much!"

Pleasure curls your toes and tightens your muscles, the rush ripping through you. Penguin and Shachi hold you tight, and the scream of pleasure caught in your throat is released when Shachi's sharp teeth sink into your skin.