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black-raine · 1 year

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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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#The penguins of Madagascar #penguins of Madagascar #penguins #The PoM #PoM #Skipper #Rico #skiico #Skico #Gay #kissing #sleepy man #getting attacked with affection in his sleep #Classic romance movie #sneakily watching TV at three AM #Skipper/Rico #Rico/Skipper #SkipperXRico #RicoXSkipper

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bayboyzone · 5 months

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penguins of madagascar log

#ummmmmm hi lol can you tell i want skipper so bad #penguins of madagascar #tpom #tpom skipper #tpom kowalski #tpom rico #tpom private #king julien #a little bit

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couldtheycatchkira · 3 months

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#Death Note #Madagascar #Skipper #Kowalski #Rico #Private

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sweeneydino · 3 months

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I like penguins.

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forgamers · 10 days

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Yes Rico, kaboom!

#video games #video game #video #game #games #gaming #gamer #gamers #PC #Helldivers #Helldivers 2 #Penguins #penguins of madagascar #Skipper #Kowalski #Rico #Private #funny #meme #other

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spajderserdel · 6 months

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penguins!!

#pom #tpom #tpom kowalski #kowalski #rico #tpom rico #skipper #tpom skipper #private #tpom private #pom fanart #tpom fanart #penguins of madagascar #the penguins of madagascar #kico

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slightly-gay-pogohammer · 8 months

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felt nostalgic. have some penguins

#penguins of madagascar #madagascar #dreamworks #humanization #skipper #private #kowalski #rico #my drawing #Penguins of manhattan

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adeliasecretfiles · 2 months

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has this been done before

#every squad must have the murderous one the murderous one the murderous one and the femboy #tpom #penguins of madagascar #tpom skipper #tpom private #tpom kowalski #tpom rico

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tangents-within-tangents · 2 months

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The Bad Batch as Penguins of Madagascar Quotes

Bc I’ve seen a few posts making this magnificent comparison and both of these squads are near and dear to my heart and bc I need a distraction from the s3 premiere ahhh

Tech: *mission relevant info* Hunter: Tell me something I don’t know! Tech: Without mucus your stomach would digest itself Hunter: … Hunter: Tell me something else I don’t know…something less disturbing

Hunter: (to Caleb) It's okay, kid. We're not going to hurt you Crosshair: *cocks his gun* Not true, Hunter, they did authorize lethal force

Wrecker: *absolutely decking his bros* You pillow fight like a bunch of little girls!

Crosshair: What part of "zip it" eludes you?! The "zip" or the "it"?!

Echo: I don't mind saying it, that guy vexes me. *narrows eyes* He's a vexer.

Hunter: Boys, no training tonight. It's game night! Tech: Trivia! Let's play trivia! I dominate trivia! Omega: Oh! Can we play Simon Says this week? Tech: Yes, Simon says we play TRIVIA!!

Crosshair: I find reason tedious and boring. We'll use force.

Echo: I'm sorry, boys. I sometimes resort to sarcasm when facing the unknown Tech: No doubt

Hunter: Oh I’ve seen accident prone, try Wrecker and Crosshair! With a Chandrilan lantern! And SIX BOTTLES of rocket fuel!! Tech: Worst talent show ever

Hunter: There's no such thing as too paranoid, Omega. Remember that, and forget you ever heard it!

Tech: SCIENCE! WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME?!?

Omega: I have an idea! But I'm not sure how safe it is Wrecker: I like it already!

Crosshair: *while fighting* You cannot win, Hunter! I am fueled with a boiling hate! A raging fury! Hunter: And a babbling mouth! *slaps him*

Omega: No! I swore I’d never use my adorability as a weapon again, and I meant it!

Echo: Wrecker, cover Omega’s ears, I intend to use my angry words

Tech: This red line shows the frustration level of a really smart person forced to take orders from some dunder-brained boob. As you can see the frustration just keeps rising and rising and rising. I mean, why don't they put the smart guy in charge, huh? IT DOESN’T MAKE ANY SENSE! SOMETHING HAS GOT TO GIVE, PEOPLE! AM I THE ONLY ONE SEEING THIS?!

Wrecker and Omega: *run in making incomprehensible panicked noises* Hunter: Anyone catch that? Echo: *nonchalantly interprets it exactly* The Batch: … Echo: What? I’m fluent in panic

Tech: Cool cars go faster. That's a scientific fact.

Cody, in his one episode: I believe now I know why “volunteers” ends in “tears”

Hunter: No batcher gets left behind, that’s why! Wrecker: What about Crosshair? Hunter: Okay, one batcher gets left behind Omega: and Echo? Hunter: Maybe two batchers get left behind Tech: Um… Hunter: *groan* Comparatively few batchers get left behind, okay?!

Omega: I thought you agreed this was a dangerous weapon! Wrecker: Which is the best kind! What good is a safe weapon?! Tech: He has a point

Hunter: Avert your eyes, young Omega, you’ll never be able to unsee this! Tech, recording bc that’s his freaking hobby: Don’t worry about it I’ll burn you a dvd!

Crosshair: *standing outside the Marauder* Hunter! I have brought you a hand drawn greeting card! It says “Roses are red. Posies are green. Sorry about Bracca, I was too mean. Your pal, Crosshair” :) Hunter: *walks out and shreds the card*

Hunter: Get up here. That’s an order! Tech: *salutes* Permission to defy order? Hunter: Permission denied! Tech: Then I deny your denial (sorry)

Echo: *watching Hunter and Wrecker, captured and surrounded by stormtroopers* Well this hardly seems fair Echo: *jumps in a walker and defeats them easily* Told you it wasn't fair

*Phee and Tech kiss* Omega: *eyes being covered by Hunter* awww Wrecker: Finally!

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daymemebeliever · 9 months

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Just another Penguins Barbie meme XD

#penguins of madagascar #the penguins of madagascar #skipper #private #kowalski #rico #barbie #the barbie movie #oppenheimer #meme #kenough

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11natrium · 1 year

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The LGBT community (in that exact order)

#penguins of madagascar #lgbt #shitpost #Private #Kowalski #Skipper #Rico #not art #Lesbian #Gay #Bisexual #Transgender #I AM NOT WRONG

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black-raine · 1 year

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With Our Feathers Tied Up | Skiico

Rico stared at the wall across from him, wings crossed grumpily, trying to focus on anything but what was happening to his own feathers up top. He didn't enjoy this, sitting through everyone's little giggles and snarky remarks while their youngest, Private, put a rubber band adorned with pretty flowers around his now constricted tuff of rebellious plumage.

"Oh relax, Rico. It's only you're pregenual anterior cingulate cortex expelling some rather...reasonable emotions," Kowalski bursted out laughing momentarily at his own joke that the other three simply rolled their eyes at, either because it sounded stupid or they honestly didn't understand; Kowalski couldn't tell anymore.

Rico grimaced, his frown only deepening with every burning second that passed as Private still had his grubby little flippers in his personal space. And if that wasn't uncomfortable enough, his leader was watching every minute of it all, seemly enjoying himself as he sipped on his coffee thoughtfully at the sight. Rico just knew that Skipper was making sure note of this, and it felt so odd to be having this done to himself right smack dab in front of his commanding officer.

"Here solider," Skipper soothingly said before handing Rico the red cup of joe off Kowalski's tray.

Rico nodded at him gratefully, yet when he looked into the dark steaming ripples of the black coffee he found himself getting lost in it. Only now faintly feeling Private's annoying touch, and it lightened Rico's frown a tad.

Skipper must've noticed, and before too long he patted young Private's head, nodding at Kowalski to remove the little nuisance. And as Private's big eyes glistened when Kowalski strolled away with him Skipper smirked, seeing Rico suddenly feel as if he could breath again.

Now alone and enveloped in comfortable silence Skipper took a much needed breath as well, yet distractingly finding his gaze drifting towards his only company; and he smiled to himself for a moment at the near sight of Rico swallowing down his hot beverage with those eye catching flowers on his head. It seemed as if it was a rare sight, or perhaps an odd one, but Skipper knew it's a memory he'd have to remember; seeing his roughest solider practically dolled up, even if just a bit.

Feeling his heart swell with something he wasn't sure how to describe, sweet words unexpectedly flew from his mouth saying, "you look cute..."

Rico's cheeked flared hotly at the sudden compliment, swiftly turning to catch a glimpse of his captain's adoring face before it tinted pinkly when he realized what he had said. Rico hid his burning features by looking the other direction as if he hadn't noticed Skipper spoke at all; yet after a few awkward moments Rico instantly felt tingles shooting straight down his spine at sudden contact by the older penguin's flipper tip carefully brushing over Rico's mohawk.

It was...soothing and yet thrilling at the same time. Finding the stroke of just a few of his own feathers was as if Skipper himself was playing his heartstrings like a big harp. It was enthralling, and he wanted to feel more of this...sensation.

Curiously Rico leaned up further into Skipper's reach, cocking his head upwards and seeing the slight surprised settle into Skipper's features. Yet after the moment they locked loving gazes Skipper could practically see through the small yet dancing stars in his soldier's eyes, as if they themselves were asking for more attention.

"Come here," Skipper cooed smoothly, a teasing tone hinting through his voice.

Rico obeyed perhaps too quickly to flip around on his knees and rest his head on the couch, betraying just how badly he wanted more now. And Skipper didn't waste a single second to caress the younger penguin's tinted cheek, rubbing small circles into his skin and soon he found himself fidgeting with the same pretty pink and teal flowers atop his head in a mess of plumage that had drawn him in at the beginning.

"Lovebird of my adoration," Skipper mumbled shamelessly under hushed breaths.

Rico practically purred at the comment, inching closer every time he felt the need to seize more of the moment. And suddenly he found himself less annoyed by the rubber band in his hair, maybe he even liked it now because of what it was doing for him. A miracle working that Private was, simply a miracle.

Skipper grabbed one of Rico's flippers squeezing the edge of the couch and slowly dragged him up beside him, handing once again his misplaced coffee over to him gingerly. "To whatever this mysteriously wonderful feeling is," he drawled, raising his mug above his head as if suggesting a toast.

Not knowing why Skipper reached his mug out so far away from him Rico leaned in much, much closer nonetheless. And as their cups satisfyingly clinked together in a happy sounding chime Skipper quickly pecked Rico's cheek, sweet and quick yet he could still feel the lingering warmth on his beak tip.

Eyes blew wide in almost a childlike wonder, he turned to Skipper whilst he practically was sitting in his lap. Softly Rico reached a wing to pet the bright pink bow atop Skipper's head, staring into the shimmering pools of his leader's approving eyes. Inching forwards and shifting to sit more comfortably on top of him, Rico hesitated to close the gap between them.

Skipper didn't, however.

Tugging at a wing Skipper pulled Rico in, closing the breathless air between commander and solider; and as their mouths met crashing into one another's everything immediately tasted of sweetly bitter black coffee. It was perfect. Feeling as if floating amongst the whitest of clouds on a beautiful summer day they smiled into the kiss, feeling the curve of each others beak perk up joyously.

Parting away they felt oddly indifferent, as if they already were assured this would become a more frequent activity. And they'd both be damned liars if either of them said it wouldn't, because once that wondrous feeling gets ahold of you...you hold on, tight.

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