Gift Details ♥
Reader: afab!Reader
Character: Shachi and Penguin
Kink: #14 Threesome #7 Ice cubes/hot wax
Prompt: #10 "Someone's gonna hear you." 

Summary: Those North Blue Boys can run hot and cold, and Shachi and Penguin are ready to prove it to you.

Content Notes: established relationship, pet name (little shoal), use of ice cubes, hot wax, begging, teasing, rough treatment, lil' light bondage, two doms one sub

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

Shachi is behind you, feet hooked against your knees, keeping your legs spread wide at the edge of the bed. He's leaned back a little, allowing you to lay against his stomach. Your hands were tied behind your back, and he's sweeping your hair away from your face, warm and tender fingers caressing your face.

Penguin is between your legs, running an ice cube up the inside of your leg, starting at your ankle and drawing a slow line up your leg. You squirm a little, not enough to knock the ice off course, letting a small gasp fall from your lips.

"Making noises already." Shachi teases. "Your voice is going to echo through the halls before we're done if you're not careful."

"I – I said you should guh-gag me," you struggle with the words as Penguin slips the ice to the back of your thigh. "At the start of this."

Penguin grins and you feel your pussy shiver. "But then you wouldn't be struggling so much."

You came into this relationship believing that Penguin was the sweet and gentle one, but he was more of a menace than Shachi. Especially in these situations.

Penguin kneels down and begins to lick the thin trail of water that the ice has left against your skin and your toes curl as you try to keep yourself quiet. You feel a cube against your other leg when he gets to your thighs, face between your thighs, smiling up at you as he massages the cold cubes into the back of your legs.

"We don't want you to get too cold." Shachi pipes up as you start shivering against him. It's not the ice cubes making you tremble, but you know he knows that, so there's no point in saying it.

"Let me know how it feels, (Y/N)," he says, holding a candle over your stomach. "I want to warm you up, not burn you." He has it almost three feet over your skin, and you're staring at the flame, mesmerized by it as he tilts the candle.

The first drip makes your body flinch. It's sharp and unexpected, but the heat doesn't linger too long, and it's not painful past the initial sting.

"W-warm," you manage, squirming a little as he drips another drop, having moved it just a little closer. "Ah – haaa, mmm... wuh-warmer." You admit.

"It's pretty cold in here as it is." Shachi says, looking at Penguin. "Lets warm you up properly before we really cool you down."

Penguin leans forward, burying his face in your pussy, holding your hips as you buck from the sudden pleasure. You hadn't seen him move because you were still watching the flame on the candle. You cry out for a second before Shachi pushes a couple fingers in your mouth muffling your sounds.

You suck and lick his fingers almost automatically, moaning against them as Penguin's tongue pushes deep inside you, his nose teasing your clit lightly. Shachi licks his lips, tilting the candle and trailing lines of wax over your stomach, enjoying your squeaks and grunts as he moved the candle closer and further from you.

Never so close as to burn you, but your moans took on a different pitch as the trailed up between your breasts.

"-Achi," you try to say his name with his fingers in your mouth, squirming and trying not to think about what he's planning. "Aaachi, eight."

"Eight?" He questions a grin in his tone as he pulls his fingers from your mouth. "Wanna try that again."

"W-wait," you stammer. "Don't, I mean, you're not going to, uh, drip wax, there, right?"

"There?" He muses, leaving a line across the tops of your tits. "Wherever could there mean, I wonder?"

"My nipples, you – Hhnnnnggh!!" Your body tenses as Penguin shifts, suckling your clit and pushing two fingers into your vagina.

"That's where you want it next then?" Shachi muses.

You shake your head. "No, no, I – ahhh – I, want-nnnngh!" Penguin's fingers flex, nearly making you cum. "I'm guh-gonna – cum if you do that!" You cry the words, unable to move much with Shachi's free arm holding your shoulders against his stomach, and Penguin keeping your hips in place. With your legs still held open by Shachi's feet you were effectively trapped.

"Well, if it'll make you cum," Shachi muses, knowing that you weren't talking to him. He runs a line along the curve of your breast, as Penguin pushes pleasure into you. You watch the trail, nervous, enamored, and on the verge of orgasm.

Penguin leans back and gives your soaking cunt a rough slap as the hot wax hits your nipple and you scream, buck, whimper and moan all within a single second. The rush of pleasure was like a jolt, sending electricity straight to your core, but over too quick. You came, but you didn't have time to really enjoy it.

Penguin kisses the insides of your thighs as Shachi teases your unwaxed breast idly. "The whole ship really is going to hear you, if you screech like that." He teases.

"It's your fault." You pout. "You're both too mean."

"Too mean? You came, didn't you?" Shachi coos, setting the candle aside.

"... barely."

Shachi laughs and Penguin grins, teeth against your skin. "Well then, let us cool the sting of those words, little shoal."

You whimper. "Why's my nickname gotta be something penguins and orcas hunt?"

Shachi lifts you up a little, teeth and lips teasing your neck and shoulders. "It's because you struggle," he begins, twisting your nipples a little, crumbling the wax away from the one, smiling when you gasp softly. "And squeak, and you're delicious."

Shachi's legs pull yours wider, and you squirm when you see a bucket of ice cubes in Penguin's hands.

"You're not -."

"We said we'd cool you down." Penguin interrupts, running a single cube along the line of where your thighs meet your torso. "You're so heated about the earlier treatment." He grins running the cube down your slit.

"C-cold!" You gasp, bucking as Shachi holds you tightly.

"Gonna get a little colder." Shachi promises you, nipping at the curve of your ear as Penguin pushes the ice cube into your vagina.

You swear, hissing and gasping the words, but you don't get a chance to say much else as Penguin pushes two more ice cubes into you one right after the other. Then another. It's cold, it's so unbelievably cold, but the ice is already melting, you can hear and feel the water dripping out.

"Geez," Penguin hums. "Gonna need more to cool you down." He picks up two cubes in hand, pushing them in quickly and pushing his fingers in behind them. Your breath catches in your throat at first, before you let out a shaking and shivering whine, body trembling against Shachi.

"Cold! Too cold! Penguin, please!"

"I'll warm you up, slower this time." He hums, leaning down and licking against your clit as he pushes two fingers inside you. His fingers feel almost hot compared to the frigid cold of the melting ice, pleasure distracting you as his tongue works against your clit.

Shachi's hands are all over your skin, fondling your breasts, rubbing your arms, hugging you tight against him to warm you up a little and distract you. His lips and teeth danced along your neck and shoulders, hot breath falling over your skin.

Penguin stands up, pulling his fingers out of you and releasing a small flood of melted ice onto the floor in a splatter. You could feel your body heating up in embarrassment as the two of them chuckled.

"Always so wet." Shachi purrs into your ear.

"It's on-only because," your stammered sentence dies on your lips as Penguin moves his tied off boiler suit out of the way, revealing his thick cock. You can't think of what you were going to say, your mind was already mush from the push and pull of the temperature changes, and now you just wanted Penguin inside of you.

Certainly, his – certainly he would warm you up.

"This is why we call you little shoal." Shachi murmurs, hands gently teasing your body as Penguin rubs his tip against your slit. "You always give in when you know you're properly fucked."

A/N: this has awoken something in me and I did it to myself. I have no defense.