The plot is simple, Rise Leo is trapped in the prison dimension, unlike the movie Mikey could not create the portal and get him out of there along with Rapha and Donnie.
Months pass and Mikey is still in denial and trying to get Leo back on his own, in the end he manages to make a portal but being a beginner he ends up getting the wrong Leo
Leo 12 ends up in the Rise dimension, Mikey takes him to the lair and lies about how Leo got there (since Leo's memory was affected and he didn't remember what happened) Donnie is in charge of creating a machine to take him back to his dimension, while that happens, Mikey spends time with Leo, but begins to have an unhealthy obsession with him.
Mikey start seeing him as HIS Leo
Things obviously don't end well later on as you can see.
And yes, Mikey had feelings for his Leo before the whole movie disaster, but he was never able to confess.
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Listen... This concept from the very beginning was planned as the funny one, with all my deep love to chaos and humor... but every time I try to think of something funny, they... they don't laugh, they have nothing left, they can't lie to themselves no more... This story in my head right now is pretty short one and looks like this...
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This time I have a plan, 4 traumatized turtles and an infant
II’ll say right away that I’m afraid that there will be a happy ending only for one person
However, I'm gonna need some huge effing stockings because I lack the proper restraint to write something snack sized 🤦♀️🤷♀️
So... No promises that I'll get everyone stuffed. 😂
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The Key to Christmas
How in the world had you found yourself in this predicament?
It was Christmas eve, and Leonardo had come over to help you set up your Christmas tree last minute - since you had been so busy with work lately.
Instead, he was setting your legs up.
Over his shoulders.
"Oh God, Leo…" you breathed out as his tongue found its way to your glistening heat.
You were only supposed to be friends.
To much of your internal horror, you had gradually begun to notice your blossoming feelings over the past year. Leo was sweet, kind, and unbelievably patient. He had a boyish charm about him, and his serenity did wonders for your anxious mind. Admittedly, it was becoming harder and harder to hide them with each flirty smirk he tossed in your direction and every soft-spoken conversation you shared.
And try as you may, having continually stuffed those unruly feelings deep down, you had finally broken… Tonight.
It had started with some harmless flirting and playful banter. And some really terrible puns.
The pair of you had lost the clip that held the tree stand together, and you SWORE Leonardo had put it in his pocket at some point.
He argued with you until you yanked him by a belt loop and shoved your hand in his front pocket, accidentally grazing his big banana.
A sultry smile crept across his face as you feigned ignorance while deliberately skimming him again as you pulled the clip out.
"Well, lick me and call me a candy cane," he cooed, searching your flushed face as he grabbed the clip.
Shit.
You had been caught.
Attempting to save face, you rolled your eyes and turned away from him, mumbling, "I'll lick you like a candy cane," and thinking it was soft enough that he wouldn't hear you.
But boy, were you wrong.
His hands were on your waist, and he had spun you to face him, "Not if I lick you first," he husked, pushing you back toward your living room furniture.
Now here you were, practically pinned in your living room armchair. The blue-clad turtle had one hand under your hip bone while his other hand gently rubbed your opposite thigh from knee to hip, up and then down again, very leisurely.
With his tongue buried in your folds.
"Mmmm," he moaned as if you were the most delicious thing he'd ever tasted. Quick flicks followed by slow laps had you panting and squeezing him between your thighs.
The man was an absolute god with that tongue of his.
You reached between your legs to caress the side of his head, pressing yourself closer in an attempt to assist in your pleasure.
He stopped the moment you moved, and his eyes met yours. With a quick quirk of one brow ridge, he moved his hands to your hips, effectively trapping you in place.
Leo was now in complete control of your pleasure.
He leaned forward again, and after a few exquisite laps, he wrapped his lips around your pearl.
Then he took things from zero to one hundred.
Maddening, gentle suction and feather-light grazes using just the tip of his tongue had you praising him through profanities. The leader had thrown you into orbit within seconds.
He pulled back with a smug grin on his face, licking your essence from his lips.
"That didn't take much… Did it," he purred, winking as he stood to unbuckle his pants.
You blushed at his implications. But that was nothing compared to the full body flush you felt when you saw his excitement for you.
"Homygod," you gasped as he freed himself.
He stepped out of his trousers and bent down to help you pull off your top.
After running his huge, calloused hands from your knees and up your thighs, he scooped them under your ass, picking you up in one fluid motion.
You wrapped your arms around his neck as he strode towards the bedroom.
"Kiss me," he commanded in a gentle tone.
Butterflies erupted in your stomach with the look he gave you upon voicing those words. You leaned your body closer as you cupped his face with your hands and sealed your lips to his.
Good lord, his lips were so soft, his kisses desperate and possessive.
He laid you on the bed, breaking the kiss only to trail down to the junction of your neck and shoulder to mark you as his.
You gasped at the pleasurable pain he induced as he switched between leaving love marks and biting the supple flesh of your chest, one hand pinching and tugging a hardened bud while the other was busy between your thighs.
His lips made their way back to your ear, teasingly whispering about how good he was making you feel and asking if you wanted more.
“Yes…” you hissed, giving him the consent he needed. His large finger breached your entrance, massaging the sensitive tissue inside your walls, causing a new rush of excitement.
“Good girl,” he purred as he slid his finger out, using his slickened hand to coat himself with a few good strokes.
He moved, standing between your legs, and dragged his tip up and down your outer petals before easing himself in.
S l o w l y.
He kept his gaze transfixed on your expression as he slid in. His jaw clenched as he exhaled hard yet controlled, an intense look on his face. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head for a moment, right as he hilted. A shudder of relief wracked your body as you locked your eyes back on him, catching him with a smile tugging at one corner of his mouth.
Then he started moving.
Painstakingly slow.
Out… In…
Out……. In……
Out…………. In…………
Out…………………..
In……………………..
His long, drawn-out glides felt incredible with his size, but you needed more.
Much, much more.
“Leo, please,” you begged him.
But instead of giving you more, he stopped.
Keeping himself snug inside you, his thumb returned to working your pearl as he stared down at you with a naughty, knowing grin.
Circle… Circle… Glide.
He was relentless, even as you squirmed and rasped. Finally, you grabbed the sheet on either side of your hips and took your pleasure into your own hands.
He tsked and put his opposite hand on your lower belly, halting your actions as you tried to move up and down his shaft. Praises, pleas, profanities… you were an absolute moaning, writhing mess as he brought you right to peak again.
He pulled his hands away before you could finish, though.
You shot him an exasperated look and gave him a good internal squeeze, pulling a frustrated grunt from him.
“Oh?” He chided, a brow ridge quirked, a stern look on his attractive features.
“Oh,” You sassed him, returning the same expression.
His grip tightened on your hips as he looked you dead in the eyes and said, “Better hold on tight, Love.”
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You were sitting at the dinner table in the lair with the brothers and their father after finally getting the tree up.
And after taking a quick shower.
“You give it to her?” Raph asked Leo, causing everyone to stop eating and look at the pair of you.
You felt the heat rise to your cheeks as you looked up at Leo, eyes bulging from their sockets.
Leo looked down at you and smirked, “I gave it to her alright. Right before we set up the tree,” he said.
“Well? What’dya think?” Raph asked with a sly grin, everyone else smiling mischievously along with him.
You floundered for a few moments before Leo decided to save you, “Oh, she hasn’t opened it yet. She’s waiting until Christmas morning,” he told them.
They all pouted at this new information but went on eating their meals with lively chatter and, thankfully, without any further questions.
Once dinner was cleaned up and put away, everyone exchanged small gifts, and A Year Without A Santa Claus was watched, courtesy of Don.
“Merry Christmas” was exchanged amongst hugs and cheek kisses as you bid the mutant family goodbye and thanked them for an amazing evening.
Leo slipped his hand in yours as he walked you through the underground tunnels and then back to your apartment, laughing as you scolded him for the suggestive comment and nearly giving you a heart attack.
He crawled into your living room window after helping you in from the fire escape as you inquired about his brother’s questions at dinner.
Leo smiled at you tenderly and turned you around toward your lit tree as he helped you remove your jacket.
Sitting under your little tree was a small green box with a silver ribbon tied around it.
You looked back at him, eyes wide.
“It’s 12:32… It’s technically already Christmas morning,” he whispered as he glanced at the clock on your wall and then back at you.
You smiled and sprung for the small box, plopping yourself down on the couch and patting the seat beside you so he'd join.
You opened the box to find a stone turtle necklace. The turtle's body was black, and its shell was a pretty blue.
You took the paper out that was sitting under the turtle and read Leo's handwriting:
Black Onyx for protection and strength
Blue Lace Agate for peace, love, and happiness.
You looked up at him as he was reaching down to tuck some of your hair behind your ear.
"It's been a long time coming," he confessed. "I've had feelings for you for over a year now. I've tried so hard to remain your friend while you were busy stealing my heart. And… I can't do it anymore. We can't be friends. I give up," he told you, tears in his eyes.
He took the stone turtle from you and popped the shell open. Beneath, the shell held a tiny key that was secured inside with little metal prongs. He carefully handed the turtle and key back to you, his hands trembling as he let out a shaky breath.
"When we were kids, my dad gave us each a key to keep safe. He told us those were the keys to our hearts. When one of us hurt one of the others, we were forced to give them our key. We had to earn trust and love from them before we could get it back," he shared.
"You have earned my trust and my love. The key to my heart is yours," he said softly.
Tears spilled down your cheeks as you clicked the turtle closed and threw your arms around his neck.
"I love you too," you whispered in his ear as his arms wrapped around you, holding you tightly against him. "And I have for a long time," you confessed.
You felt him let out a sigh of relief.
"So I'm not just a candy cane you want to lick?" He asked, pulling back and looking down at you with a sparkle in his eyes.
"Leo, I'm gonna be licking that candy cane all year round, for a looong time," you declared with a smirk.
"And as I recall, I still owe you a sample," he reminded you with a promising wink.
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