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Breaking Point | College AU (the hockey AU) | Kirishima X Reader
Starting college after a tragic event is hard to handle, as anyone would expect. It's why you mostly kept your head low and hung around by yourself. That didn't stop you from being a kind person though, offering your shower to the guy with bleach on his head when his roommates locked him out. A stranger that quickly wiggled his way into your life, and simultaneously, your heart.
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Along For The Ride | Kirishima X Reader
You accidentally marked that you'd be bringing a plus one to your snobby cousin's wedding and, rather than correcting the mistake, your best guy friend, Kiri, tells you he'd go with you if you don't have a S/O or a date by the time of the wedding. When that wedding gets moved up, you're out of time, and before you know it, you're traveling to America with Kiri... on a private jet no less...
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She Lit A Fire | (the dad AU) | Kirishima X Reader
In an effort to outrun your past you were sitting on a park bench one warm evening, taking a short break from job hunting. You were trying to get out of the hero life but that didn't take away those instincts when you saw a little girl in trouble and no one around to help. You went to her, helped her find her father, and parted ways shortly after. But, you hadn't been able to get either of them out of your head for a whole week. When a villain attack has you hurtling down a valley, wreckage from the train you'd been on tumbling around you, a Pro Hero rushes to your aid, but, you didn't recognize the hero, you only saw the man who'd been terrified he'd lost his daughter that day in the park.
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@valen-yamyam16 ,"hello how are you? I hope you're well, for days I have the idea of the f!reader with donatello taking care of a mutant baby turtle that they rescued from the TCRI or something like that donie and reader can be two fools in love who haven't confessed yet. Hehe(also I imagine the newborn baby maybe 2 weeks old,and I don't know if you want the others to interact with the baby?)"
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first off, the tiny tike for a reason unknown to anyone, is that they only seem to stay calm when Donnie and you are in the same room, but you BOTH have to be there! No exceptions!
it's like they know on some cosmic level that you two like each other, and are trying to get you both to hook up by playing some pseudo game of house
Mikey once joked that they're like you're little cherub, and you couldn't have shoved a pillow fast enough over his face to stop him from blurting your crush on his brother to the world
Donnie on the other hand thinks it's some kind of taunting joke the universe is playing on him for all the endless pinning he's felt towards you
but if anyone ask, he uses science as an excuse, saying that the baby mutant most likely imprinted on you and him as you both were the first to find them in a TCRI lab
Whatever the case is, you two work as a team to care for the little one
Donnie does everything he can to make sure they’re at optimum health, and you help with that by providing nutritional foods
They might be mutant, but no way are they starting life off on just pizza!
You learn so much about turtle health from Donnie, and he ends up learning a lot about taking care of children from your own experiences with human kids
Donatello gets extremely excited about picking out clothes for them, and you find his excitement very adorable
Part of you wonders if it’s because he didn’t get to have much of that option growing up, and so have no qualm with indulging in buying cute articles of clothes that your closest friend picks out for your little one
Donnie nearly dies when you two show up in matching onesies, and just about ascended to a different realm entirely when you present him with one as well, hand crafted by your own hands!
that baby is the safest baby in the world you best believe!!
not only do they have three amazing uncles and super bad ass grandpa, but neither you or Donnie would ever let any harm come to that child
Since the baby turt is so attached to you, everyone thought it best you live with the brothers and Master Splinter for the time being
This leads to many nights falling asleep in the lab or Donnie’s room since the small bab really wants to be near him as well
Just like with the four brothers Master Splinter collects baby pictures of the newest addition to the family
His favorite by far is one he took of Donnie and you huddled together next to a makeshift crib with the baby being cradled by you both, each one of you fast asleep in the others embrace
fluff? Idrk, gn reader, romantic (established relationship)
“DONATELLO HAMATO.”
“Oh sweet Galileo, help me..” Donnie muttered to himself before pushing his goggles up and turning to face you as you came in and stood in the doorway, “Yes, my dearest Y/N?” He smiled nervously.
“Did you yell at him?” You were holding a pouting Shelldon to your chest like he’s a toddler. Well, he basically is.
Donnie gasped and looked between you and his little drone, stammering, “I-…I- ok, yes, I may have. But- but he broke my-“
“No buts! He’s just a baby!” You huffed and patted Shelldon, who gave a fake sniffle and nodded in agreement, on the ‘shell.’
“A baby?! He’s on version 13!” Donnie crossed his arms.
“I don’t care!” You huffed again and turned your back to your boyfriend. “It’s ok, Shelly. He’s so mean to you, isn’t he?” You cooed, gently petting Shelldon’s head.
“So mean, dude.” Shelldon agreed and gave another fake sniffle.
“Oh, puh-lease. Spare me.” Donnie scoffed under his breath. “Y/N, you don’t understand-“
“Now, apologize. What do you say?” You narrowed your eyes and held Shelldon out to him, who glared at his ‘father,’ “Yeah! What do you say?”
Donnie’s jaw dropped as his incredulous gaze flickered between the two of you again, “You’re taking his side?”
“He doesn’t know any better, Donnie.” You hissed, but your gaze softened as you looked back down at the little turtle drone in your arms, “How can you be so cruel to my sweet little baby?” You purred, rubbing your cheek on Shelldon’s head.
“Yeah! How could you, Dee?” Shelldon agreed, nuzzling your cheek.
“Wh-?! I-..you-…” Donnie stammered in disbelief and offense.
“Have you learned NOTHING from Dr.Feelings?! Where is Mikey? MICHELANGELO-“ You turned and walked out, Shelldon making a noise like he was blowing a raspberry at Donnie over your shoulder.
Donnie jumped out of his seat to follow you, “NO, Y/N, please don’t tell Mikey!”
hii! i have a hurt/comfort idea with pro hero bakugo where basically his pro hero wife (or gf) comes home looking like shit after getting called to save civilians from a flood caused by a villian (but her quirk doesn't have to do with water) since the other aquatic heroes weren't available n basically shes upset with herself since she wasnt able to save everyone :( anddd bkg comforts her and cleans up her wounds
ive had this idea for a long time and i thought youd execute it perfectly 💙💙
“i made dinner! you better like it because i lowered the spice level for you!” katsuki yells from his spot in the kitchen.
you shut the door lightly. there’s a hollow expression on your face, dried tear streaks covering your skin.
you can’t find the strength to reply to him.
“hey, did you go deaf on patrol??” he calls, voice getting closer as he rounds the corner.
he stills at your sullen face, his fingers twitching.
“baby? what’s wrong, what happened?” he says in a whisper, trailing over to you.
your empty gaze stays glued to the wooden floors of your shared home, unable to look at him.
he immediately goes into protection mode.
“can i touch you?” he whispers softly.
you offer a small nod, letting him know you won’t flinch or get uncomfortable.
he brushes his hand across your cheek before moving down to grab you from under the armpits.
he pulls you to him and you gently wrap your limbs around him, a small sniffle escaping you.
“shhh i know.” katsuki comforts you, starting to walk to the couch with you still tight in his hold.
he sits you on the couch and gets on his knees in front of you, grabbing your foot to unlace your boots.
when he’s done he stands and places your boots in the front hall before returning in front of you.
he grabs your hands while still just kneeling there for you.
“ready to talk?” he asks slowly.
your brows furrow and you shake your head.
“okay, let’s go shower.” he says before lifting you again. he’s never pushed you to talk in situations like these and you’ll have to remember to thank him for that later.
the walk to the bathroom is silent. he strokes your soaked hair and rubs your back over your equally drenched hero suit.
he wants to ask what happened, wants to tell you he’ll be able to help you once he knows what it is.
he sits you down on the toilet seat before grabbing the first aid kit and resumes his spot in front of you.
“you need to take your suit off baby.” he says gently.
you look down at your suit covered in blood and soaked with water and tears.
sniffling, you grab the zipper on the front of your suit. you tug on it gently and it won’t budge. tug on it a little harder, frustrated tears burning in your eyes. you rip the zipper as hard as you can and start to tug on the fabric of your suit. you feel constricted and claustrophobic and hurried sobs rip from your throat.
“hey. hey. stop. i’ve got you. katsuki’s here.” he mumbles grabbing your wrists and peeling your hands off your body.
“i can’t- it won’t come off! i can’t do this.” you whimper, squirming in his hold.
he shushes you gently, caressing your face to wipe the tears.
“i got it, okay?” he assures you, reaching for the zipper and pulling the trapped fabric that stopped the mechanism from working before freeing you from the suit.
you continue to sob as he takes your suit off and once you’re free there’s a myriad of kisses pressed into the skin of your face and hands.
he waits with you. doesn’t rush you by immediately cleaning your wounds, he just waits. letting you cry while he rubs your thighs to keep you warm and kisses your face.
once the tears slow he presses a last kiss to your forehead before pulling back to his spot on the floor.
“can i clean you up now?” he asks softly.
you sniffle, wiping your hands down your face and nodding.
“okay.” he says sweetly, opening the first aid kit while assessing your wounds.
the alcohol he uses to disinfect your cuts stings, but every wince you make disgusts you compared to what the victims of the flood endured.
he finishes disinfecting your wounds and makes a note to himself that there were only small cuts and bruises, they should all heal quickly.
“okay, we gotta shower now baby.” he says, grabbing your face in both hands to make you look at him.
“kay.” you nod and stand on shaky legs to remove the last of your clothes.
katsuki does the same after turning the water on, the pitter patter of the water hitting the tiled floor mimics the white noise in your head.
you feel katsuki wrap his hand around yours, pulling you into the warm shower.
you sigh deeply at the feeling of the water against your skin.
katsuki starts to clean you up, top to bottom. shampooing your hair before grabbing a loofa and dragging it down your arms and stomach, careful not to irritate any of your cuts, then gets back on his knees to scrub your legs.
a whimper makes break his focus. looking up at you, he watches as you break out into wailing sobs, echoing off the walls of the shower.
“i know. just let it out.” he says, continuing to clean you off.
when the tears don’t stop he puts the loofa down and look up at you.
he’s never seen you cry like this before.
standing from his spot on the ground, he drags his hands up your body, caressing you with care.
“it’s over now. you’re safe.” he whispers, arms wrapping around your head to pull you close.
“they’re not safe.” you mumble uncomfortably.
he looks down at you, trying to be eye level.
“who’s not?” he questions.
“i couldn’t save them. i was drowning. the villain covered the city in water and-” a choked sound rips from your throat.
“windows on the apartment shattered and all the bodies… they all got swept into the water.”
katsuki’s eyes widen, he didn’t know what to expect but it definitely wasn’t this.
“it’s not your fault baby, you did everything you could.” he soothes, kissing your face in a desperate need to convince you.
your eyes meet his for the first time tonight, you look broken. it’s like the light from your eyes has been drained.
“i know it’s my fault katsuki.”
your words suffocate him, he doesn’t understand how to help you and it’s killing him inside.
“and they know it’s my fault too.”
your eyes bore into his skull and he tightens his grip on you.
“what? what do you mean, what happened?” he’s desperate. desperate for answers. desperate because he couldn’t help you. desperate to get his girlfriend back.
“the woman’s husband. the boys mother. the little girl whose mother died because of me!” you’re desperate too. you don’t deserve to be held and comforted after what you did.
you struggle in katsuki’s grip but he doesn’t let you go.
“you didn’t do anything wrong. this wasn’t your fault, and you did everything you could. this isn’t a villain you should’ve been sent to deal with, especially on your own. you can’t punish yourself for things that were out of your hands. you stopped the villain, okay?” katsuki says firmly, voice not wavering once.
you stop struggling, knees going weak in his hold. he picks you up and lets you koala around him, the vibrations from your whimpers and sobs echoing off his skin.
“it wasn’t your fault.” he whispers into your ear.
he shuts off the water, taking you outside and wrapping a towel around you.
you’re shivering. partly from the cold and partly from guilt and sorrow.
but katsuki’s there. to hold you up, to keep you from falling apart.
“i’m here.” he whispers as he lays you down in bed, not caring about your wet hair and choosing to forgo getting you both dressed.
he climbs in next to you, pulls the covers over your cold body and wraps his arm around your waist, the other coming to play with your hair in a final attempt to soothe you.
“i love you. more than anything, okay?” you nod, silent tears streaming down your face.
“i’m so proud of you.” you sniffle, inching closer to him to tuck your face in his warm chest.
you both stay like that, his fingers running through your hair and your steady puffs of breath hitting his chest.
Synopsis: Erza comes home after a long day at the guild, having to babysit Gray and Natsu for hours, and wishes to have a nice dinner with her loving girlfriend. However, Y/n seems a little more sleepy than usual when Erza gets home.
Note: This is my first time attempting to write the reader in a Lesbian relationship, but I had a personal request from someone I care about and decided I would try my best for them <3
Edit: Forgot word count, capitalization
It had been a long day for Erza; there weren't any high-paying quests on the board today, so she spent most of the day in the guild babysitting Gray and Natsu; she hadn't even had a chance to Requip into something comfortable upon leaving the guild. She missed her girlfriend. Y/n L/n, a beautiful girl with long h/c hair, smooth skin, and E/c eyes that you could get lost in as they lit up in excitement from whatever she was talking about. Y/n wasn't a wizard, but she was brilliant; she helped many local businesses with finance and accounting.
Erza loved her very much, and the best thing about going home to her was whether it had been a few hours or months. There was always a happy beaming Y/n with a fresh plate of warm food and cuddles waiting for her when she returned. Today was the same, aside from Y/n looking more tired than usual. When Erza entered the shared home, she was not greeted with a hyper hug and gentle kiss to the cheek; she was greeted with a delicate wrist pull into a sleepy hug, fresh food on the table, and no book, just papers strewn about.
"y/n, are you alright?" Erza did tend to drop the tough girl side of her around y/n, and seeing how tired her significant other was caused her some concern; using her observation skills, she also noticed the coffee cup on the table and the significantly more empty bag of coffee grounds in the open cabinet. "Y/n, you need a break from whatever is making you like this; this can't be good for you," The other girl whined, knowing she needed to get it done and not wanting to stop. "But that" Tati- she never used that nickname unless she wanted something out of erza.
Erza huffed, gently picking up y/n and placing her on their shared bed. "You need a break. Sit here, and I'll clean up. Get some rest, N/n," The female huffed, watching erza walk off and begin to clean and organize the papers; she ate her portion of the food and got a warm blanket with some hot cocoa for them. Finally getting a chance to stop, erza requires more comfortable clothes, a loose t-shirt, and some shorts before returning to her girlfriend.
"erza, you don't have to worry about me," Y/n sighed in defeat as the red-haired female snuggled beside her on the bed and gave her the hot chocolate. "Y/n, all you do is care and worry for me; let me do the same for you; what kind of woman would I be to you if I didn't?" Y/n sighs and snuggles into her lover's side, resigning to the female's words, knowing she has a valid point.
Two women cuddled through the night, enjoying many cups of hot chocolate, tea, and other soothing drinks, and as they relaxed, they soon fell asleep in each other's arms, resting their eyes for the evening.
╰┈➤ ꒰🍓💌🌶 ┊Katsuki fucks like he can’t live w out you
『♡』 unprotected sex, spitting in mouth, cum eating, pussy licking, creampie, squirting, f!reader, reader has acrylics, biting
Katsuki fucks like he’s going to die without you. His hands shake despite his rough grip on your hips, yanking you down onto his cock. You gasp and moan every time he does it, fingers desperately searching for something to grip onto.
His mouth finds yours, tongue invading your mouth, like he’s hungry. It’s like he’s trying to devour you. He wants to take your soul and keep it. Make it his- make you his.
“Fuck fuck fuck-“ He gasps, face tingling and shaking with pleasure.
Your pussy is squelching, frothing at the base as slick juices run between the two of you. His thick hand reaches to your jaw, thumb pushing between the plush of your lips.
He pries your mouth open and spits, a long string of saliva drizzling into your mouth. Your head throws back against the mattress and you squeal. The coil in your stomach begins to grow taut.
Your hand reaches to blond hair, tugging him lower and you push his spit back into his mouth with your tongue. He groans into the kiss before pulling back.
Katsuki snatches a pillow from his side of the bed, hooking his arm under your knees to lift your ass. It’s placed under your lower back and he shoves your knees to your shoulders, folding you in half.
The angle makes your eyes roll to the back of your head. Thick, hot, heavy dick slamming into you with long strokes. He’s got to be in your stomach- you can feel it. The head pushes against the spongey spot inside you and squirt gushes from your pussy onto the both of you.
“Give it to me, y’feel like- oh-“ Katsuki babbles, watching you frantically nod your head.
Your pussy clenches around him and he’s on cloud nine. Acrylic nails dig into his shoulders, your teeth clamp down on the side of his throat. It’s raw- needy and desperate.
He can’t get enough of you. Stray hair sticks to the side of his face, sweat beads at the nape of his neck. His muscles are almost sore from fucking into your tight cunt. And he can’t stop.
He’s addicted. You begin rambling between moans and gasps, telling him filthy things. How he’s god, that you’re in love with him, no one’s gonna ever compare. And the coil in your tummy snaps.
Because he presses his cock against that special spot and stays. As much as it pains him he doesn’t move, waiting. And you explode, clear juice spurting from your pussy and all over his cock and pillow.
Your head throws back and you scream, tears beginning to form in the corners of your eyes. He’s the closest to heaven he’ll ever be when you tell him to cum inside you.
And god, he does. His fingers dig into the plush of your thigh and he clamps his jaw, teeth marking your shoulder. His hips stutter and he slams his length into you. His entire body goes taught and he fills you. Katsuki starts whining at the thought of what he’s doing.
He can feel his cock head pressed against your cervix now. If there was a way, he’d go further. But for now his cum fills your pussy, drenching the inside of your walls. He pushes your hips up.
“Don’t let it out, fuck- don’t.” Katsuki rasps, fingers running through his hair to move it out of the way.
He laps at your pussy and you squirm in his grip. He’s slurping his own cum out of you like it’s his last meal on this god forsaken earth. Licking at the squirt on your ass, his white ropes, sucking at your clit. You buck up and fuck into his mouth a bit, trying to ride his tongue and escape all the same.
You cum like that, shaking and writhing. He leaves a smack to your ass and shoves his cock back into you, fucking the cum that’s left back in. He’s got one more in him.
You get flipped over to your chest, where his cock is bullying that same spot again. And you just can’t stop squirting. It’s everywhere. The bed is soaked, you’re soaked, he’s soaked.
He finishes in you again after you’re drooling all over the bed and desperately begging for it. He thinks about another round. He doesn’t know how long he can go without you.
Cause to him you put the stars in the sky and your pussy tastes better than water to a man dying of dehydration.
authors note: wellllllll, here’s some major fluff! hope you all enjoy ;D
warnings: angst, hurt to comfort, fluff, lil jealousy, lots of blushing, unedited so excuse any grammar mistakes
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previously. . .
Leo came back in the room, "Donnie's a little tied up at the moment in his lab, so he told me to go ahead and take you, that's if you don't mind..." Tied up quite literally. Mikey jumped up heading to the lab with his phone in hand, opening up the camera app. You stood nodding, "Okay" hopefully April was right. "Goodluck Y/n!" April called as Leo portaled.
“Sooooo,” Leonardo cleared his throat as the two of you made your way towards your home. He had asked if you rather walk and you agreed, not wanting to end the journey that quickly. You were gonna need to work up some courage if Leo didn’t manage to.
“Yes..?” You said wanting him to continue but as you looked at him he was staring your way with a helpless look on his face. “What is it Leo?” you said nervously. “Well I- I just wanted to apologize. I had a plan for today and it all went downhill after I left you,”
He was taking the blame for you and April randomly running into some bad guys? (More than bad they were pretty scary evil) “Leo you can’t put that on your shoulders! No one is to blame for what happened except for that psycho!”
Leo didn’t look convinced as the two of you kept walking. The roads were empty on this side of the city, it was 3 in the morning but you weren’t tired. In fact you felt fired up now that you knew what Leo was thinking. He couldn’t possibly believe that it was his fault. “Leo, the future is unpredictable and even though chances would have been slimmer if me and April had just stayed on the rooftop, I don’t wanna live my life like that, in fear of going out..” You chose your words carefully. Hoping that Leo would see it your way.
He nodded, understanding where you were coming from. “But if I-“ you stopped him right there, “Leo” then he cut you off right back, “I don’t know what I would’ve done if you had been hurt Y/n.”
You stopped walking. So did he. “Donnie had been yelling and everyone was trying to piece together a plan. But I wasn’t ready for that, to hear that you were in danger. And nothing like this has happened to you until I came in your life.” Leo was on a roll, ranting and simultaneously warning you.
You crossed your arms, “what are you trying to say..” you didn’t like where he was taking it. “That maybe I shouldn’t have talked to you that night in the first place and you wouldn’t have been in that situation.” Leo sighed heavily, it was his darkest thought, it hurt his heart to even imply that but he didn’t want to be the reason why you ended up on the other end of a barrel.
Your arms uncrossed, instead you wrapped them around yourself for comfort. “You don’t want me in your life anymore?”
Leo could say something horrible, horrible and untrue to make sure that this never happened again. But as the thought crossed his mind, it must’ve shown on his face because you sucked in a strangled breath.
“Leo, I’ve been in dangerous positions before meeting you.” Your fingers curled around the fabric of your hoodie. He shook his head. “Listen to me!” you said letting yourself go and reaching out for his hands. He didn’t pull away but he was looking down at where your fingers met his own.
“I was kidnapped when I was in elementary. Someone came to school posed as a family friend and I followed.” You squeezed his hands, “you are not the reason why I was in danger tonight.” You repeated what you had said earlier. “It happens all the time, whether we like it or not, bad people are out there,”
Leo’s shoulders slumped, hearing what you said made it impossible for him to lie now. To say he’d rather not have met you. Because that wasn’t true at all, he counted all his lucky stars these past couple of weeks. Getting to know you, you wanting to know about him, it wasn’t something he could just throw away that easy, at least not anymore.
He pulled his hands out of yours, grabbed a sword with one hand, your waist with the other, “I’m gonna portal us the rest of the way,”
Once on your rooftop he put his sword back behind his shell. His other hand rested lightly on your hip. “Leo you saved me today, if it hadn’t been for you and your brothers. Me and April-“
He didn’t want to hear the what-ifs. He knew, he had ran through them all. “I know,” he said pulling you closer to him, you leaned up on your toes and wrapped your arms around his neck. He arms went around you holding you securely to him. “I’ll be there Y/n,” he said into your hair, “I’ll save you every time.”
Tears were in your eyes, you wouldn’t hold him to that statement. But if it made him feel better, if it meant that the two of you could stay in each others lives, then it didn’t matter. You stayed wrapped up in each others arms for a few comfortable minutes. “Even from April’s horror movies that she’s planning on putting me through?” You murmured next to his ear and you felt him smile against you.
“Especially from those scary movies,” he chuckled as he turned his face from your neck to plant a soft kiss on your cheek. Your face felt hot immediately as you pulled back astonished. He met your eyes, his own widening in astonishment at what he had done to.
“Uh that was for ignoring me back at the lair!” He harrumphed turning around and feigning annoyance. He was so embarrassed, did he really just do that?! Had you wanted him to do that?? Hugging was one thing, it felt so natural, but kissing. . .
His mind stuttered. “Wha- I- Well,” your brain was also shortcutting “April said it would help..” you said trying to walk around to where he was facing. But he kept turning as soon as you would stand in front of him. “You had been embarrassed of me at the lair!” You whined trying to make him stop.
“What?!” He remembered Mikey and Raph’s teasing, he muttered under his breath. “I just didn’t want you to feel uncomfortable and then they just-“ he raised his hand as if he didn’t need to explain anymore since you had been there yourself.
“So that’s why you were all over Donnie??” he raised a nonexistent eyebrow. “I wasn’t all over him!” You refuted, it was your turn to ignore Leo’s advances. “Oh yeah, all whispering in each other’s ears the entire episode, how could you possibly talk about the lights for that long!” Leo remarked as he followed your retreating figure to the rooftop door.
“We had been talking about you mostly!” You turned to face him, your skin flushed. He smirked at that, “Oh?” you were reaching for the door handle, then remembering you needed the key. “Do tell, what about me??” He was right behind you now, leaning down and over, next to your face. You froze with the keys in your hand, “about how absolutely annoying you can be!” you lied.
Well Donnie had said something along the lines of how annoying his twin was to which you hadn’t exactly agreed. “Hmmm, I think I’ll have to go ask Don Don when I get back to the lair,” you shook your head, wondering if Donnie would spill. Probably so if Leo planned on being impossibly aggravating to get what he wanted. He usually had his way.
“Y/n,” you kept your back turned, putting the key in the doorknob and jiggling it to unlock. “Won’t you look at me before you go?” He was whining playfully, and as soon as you started to turn he had you completely backed up against the door. “Leo!” you said in surprise, “you don’t like my twin as much as me right?” The question threw you off, just as much as his fingers playing with your hair. Pushing strands back behind your ear. “I just met him today! Don’t be ridiculous!” You scowled.
He only smiled at you, “you can’t like any of my brothers better than me, okay?” you really couldn’t tell if he was being serious right now. “okay okay,” you decided to appease him, then maybe he would back up a few steps so your brain would stop flipping out. He was way too close, it felt like he couldn’t stop with just your hair, his fingers traced down the side of your face.
“Are you getting back at me for the lair?” You said incredulously and his grin only widened. “Can I kiss you again?” He was such a flirt! Your mouth opened and closed like a fish. You wondered if you resembled a tomato as well. “Leo that’s not funny!” You didn’t want him to joke like that.
“I’m serious Y/n!” to prove his point he leaned in impossibly closer, your eyes widened as he asked again, “May I kiss you?” His tone was sweeter this time, you gave in, you wanted him to kiss you so badly!
It was passionate, and sweeter than anything you had ever experienced. His hands left your face as the kiss ended, going up over your head to turn into a fist on the door. He was in over his head, now that he had a taste of your lips he didn’t know how he would be able to stop himself from getting more every time he saw you next.
“Goodnight Leo,” you smiled looking up at him as he finally backed away. He had a goofy smile, like the cat who got the cream. “Dream of me Y/n,” he watched as you left, giggling at him.
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The organelles of the cells have been translated into human anatomy, so the nucleus is the brain, the vacuole function as the lungs, and the mitochondria is the heart since it’s the… you already know, I don’t have to say it ;)
a/n: Not a great title I know, but it's the best I could come up with... Anyways, enjoy!
Prompt: "You're my new pillow" "You look so cute when you're sleepy"
Warnings: none! Just really freaking fluffy
One in the morning. That's when Donnie decided to knock on your window and give you a heart attack. Grumbling and throwing your blankets off, you stomped over to your window to see a very excited looking soft shell.
You opened your window and let him in- within seconds of being in your apartment he started rambling.
"Now, dearest I know it's early, but I just had to come by! See, I was working on the new upgrade for S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N when-" he continued to talk as you stumbled back to your bed before flopping on it.
He tilted his head at you. "Love?" Donnie slowly made his way over to you, standing at the edge of your bed. "Is something wrong?"
As he spoke, you sat up, grabbing his face with both hands. He grunted but you stayed silent, bringing his head closer so you could study his face. A slight blush dusted his snout as the silence continued.
"Dearest, whats wrong? Something on my face?" You rubbed your thumbs under his eyes and he leaned into the touch.
"Yeah. Bags." You gave him a look. He stuttered and backed away out of your grasp.
"W-well, with all the stuff I need to work on, and S.H.E.L.L.D.O.N taking longer then anticipated, I guess I just haven't had time to... sleep...?"
You frowned at him and Donnie winced. Standing up, you stood beside him and gestured to the bed. The blush on his snout returned, but he complied with the unspoken request.
As soon as he sat down, you began littering his face with kisses, going lower to along his jaw line and a few on his neck. He sighed his appreciation for the soft touches and let his eyes close. Smiling at him, you pressed one more kiss to his snout before looking at his battle shell.
"Can you... take it off?"
He looked confused for a moment. "Eh- oh right, of course." Reaching a hand up, he pressed a button on the side of the shoulder attachment and with a click and a hiss it fell backwards onto the bed. Moving towards it, you picked it up and immediately huffed at the effort.
"Okay, how the hell do you wear this thing all day- Jesus Christ-" struggling as he watched you from the bed, you plopped it down beside your dresser.
Looking up at him again, he flopped onto the bed, wriggling around and relishing the way your soft sheets felt on his shell. Giggling at the sight, you walked back over to him.
"Better?"
Donnie nodded and opened his eyes to turn his sleepy gaze on you. Now slightly red in the face yourself, you climbed into bed. Once up by your pillows, you patted your stomach.
"C'mere, you big softie."
He made a small, low rumble as he got up and crawled over to you, laying down so his head rested on you chest and the rest of him was laying between your legs. Donnie nuzzled into your chest, a soft smile on his face at how warm it was. You looked down at him fondly.
"Gosh, you're adorable..." that seemed to get his attention. An indignant huff came from him and he looked at you as though mildly offended.
"Oh come on, it's true!"
You chuckled as he rolled his eyes and layed his head back down. Bringing your hand up, your gently rubbed the back of his neck, his mask tails brushing the top of your hand with each stroke. His expression relaxed and a small churr escaped his throat, despite his best efforts.
His eyelids drooped more as you made your way to the softer skin the connected his shell to his shoulders. You wanted to check first.
"Hey, Dee, is it okay if I touch your shell?"
"Go ahead, love." He yawned and stretched, all the way to his toes. You had to hold back audibly going "aww" at the cat like action. He seemed to have seen it in your expression though and snorted at you.
"You're my new pillow." He stated, shifting on you and nuzzling your chest again.
Once he settled again, you carefully hovered your fingers over his shell before pressing down gently, rub in the leathery surface. It didn't feel... Damp like you thought it would. God why did you think that??
Continuing, you gently rubbed downwards, tracing the spines that went down his back. Consumed with your task, your didn't notice Donnie melt into you, a happy smile stretching across his face, and his brows pinched upward at the sensation. Too tired to care, he churred freely, fully letting himself relax in your arms.
Glancing down at him, you saw his sleepy expression and chuckled. "You look so cute when you're sleepy..."
His only response was another round of loud churrs as you gently massaged near the top of his shell. He seemed tired enough to sleep, and you being exhausted yourself, you put a blanket over both of you, before continuing the gentle rubs. Donnie looked up at you.
If it’s possible, what does jealous sex look like with the guys? Things get a little steamier with that added spice (not that I condone the toxicity of jealousy)
Okay nonnie I’ll play. Let’s face it, these guys aren’t exactly human… they are exactly half animal and thusly territorial. That said any human male, or their very own brothers for that matter, could be considered a threat. Odds are there’s bound to be jealousy. Add in the fact that human men can give you a normal life where as the guys can not and you have one hell of an ego busting concoction. Thankfully though, I’m here to give you all the smutty deets on how these boys keep your attention strictly focused on them.
NSFW/SMUT/Language/18+ ⚠️⚠️⚠️
At first he acted like he didn’t notice… you had mentioned a new male intern at work in particular several times that had impressed you, much less the entire office, just in the first couple of days he had been working there.
“He’s a philosopher too.”
You squeak causing you beau to do something he rarely ever does. The two of you had been preparing dinner together and he had been chopping onions with a knife. You’re choice of words threw the inattentive turtle off guard causing him to slip and slice his thumb. You rush over to him immediately ready to aid him but he stops you.
He doesn’t just stop you… his hands grip your wrists tightly. Not with anger but with purpose, as his lips crash into yours. Your body falls limp against his advances as he hoists you up onto the counter, food, cutting boards and utensils slung to only god knows where. His icy glare is fixed into your eyes, a hand slipping to your throat, your favorite place he’d grip you. Idle hands tore your blouse from your chest and budged your maxi skirt up around your hips, scooting your bare bottom to the end of the counter.
His massive stance over you dwindled as his head began to sink down your body. His lips and tongue leaving behind a warm trail of kisses and nibbles as he made his way to your hips. His hands slip to your buttocks, thumbs slipping between your puffy folds and the apex of your thighs just as his breathe could be felt panting against your engorged lips.
He spreads you open, eyes flashing into yours just before they flicker down to view his prize.
“You haven’t stopped talking about Mark from work since you’ve gotten home from work. I wonder… can he do… this?”
His thumbs spread open your glossy folds as his tongue slips between his lips, flattened and warm, as he slowly laps the base of your anus all the way to the top of your clitoris, making sure to delve his tongue partially into your tight wanting hole. Your back arches into his advances, a slow satisfying moan slipping from your throat as you begin to beg for him.
“Baby… please… more. You can’t possibly think… he can’t mmmmm fuck!”
Your head slams back against the cabinets as you felt the tight pinch of your pussy wrapping around his skilled tongue. He pressed his wet appendage firmly and deeply inside you, your hips bucking and rolling in anticipation as his thumb swiftly and gently flicked and circled your perked bead.
“Mmmm sensei YES! Ohh fuck yes!!”
You moan to the rafters as ripple after ripple of tingles bolted through your body. You could feel the tight squeeze of your core pulsing around his tongue as you completely come unraveled.
Your chest is heaving heavy now, hair and blouse askew with your turtle Beau still between your legs gently lapping and puffing deep chuckles against your thick wet folds.
“That’s what I thought.”
He boasted, lifting himself up to you once more to give you no choice but to taste yourself from his mouth.
“Only I can make you moan like that. Only I can send your body into the abyss. Remember that next time Mark has anything to say.”
His hand returns to your throat, his free hand adjusting the waist of his trousers to release his throbbing member. Dark chuckles ring from his chest again as he begins to slap the steeled rod against the saturation of your slit.
“I can damn sure guarantee he can’t fuck you like I can. Let’s test that theory shall we?”
His husky voice sent shivers down your spine and his cocky attitude to boot was sending your hormones into overdrive. His hand wrapped around the base of his cock, aligning himself up with your molten core as another chuckle came from his lips.
“He can’t give you this.”
He purred as his sunk his thick lengthy rod deep inside your tight little cunt. Your mouth gaped open in a silent moan, the stretch causing your eyes to roll back and head to press even further against the cabinet. God he always made you feel so full. So complete. So wanted. His hips wasted no time with their pursuit, jutting forward with such force that your bottom began to lift from the counter top. Your screams and moans echoed throughout the entire apartment no doubt disturbing your neighbors or anyone else within earshot for that matter.
His hands gripped your knees lifting them up for even deeper penetration, pots boiling over and the roasted chicken began to start burning. He slammed your wrist up over your head, hips showing no mercy as your cries continued to deafen his ears. His cock stiffened even more within you, his bulbous head stretching past your cervix pounding against your guts had you reeling as you began to feel the strong pulse of his release, pumping you full of his seed right on the kitchen counter.
He fell forward against you, eyes still beaming into yours.
“So… you got anything more to say about this mark guy? Or can we get dinner ready?”
I have to thank @southernblossoms for this one, she got evil!Leo in my brain and he hasn’t left ever since.
TW: Violence, Gore, Blood, NSFW content below
Rated Explicit (18+ years)
“She said I'm looking like a bad man, smooth criminal
She said my spirit doesn't move like it did before
She said that I don't look like me no more, no more
I said I'm just tired”
Leonardo always knew there was an inch inside of him that was darkness.
If left alone and unchecked, it would spread. Fester like some disease and he feared that someday he’d allow it to course through his body so freely.
And let it win.
It seemed today would be that unfortunate day. A night like any other, just more bloodshed than necessary. But hey, who said they should go and kill his father? Torture him to such an extent and string up his body for his brothers and him to find.
In that very moment that inch had grown in his soul to a degree that it blinded him. All he knew was to destroy, to hurt and erase those who had done this. He felt so cold, hands cupping his fathers motionless bloodied feet, the gentle tapping of blood and the cries of his brothers echoing in his ears.
So when Leo stood, bloodied (not bathed in his own), holding the head of the monster responsible, how could he regain peace? This had only brought a momentary second of reprieve and it was so fleeting. He looked into Shredder’s lifeless eyes, numbness spreading but a need that had started out as an inch. A need to kill everyone who had been part of this, directly or indirectly.
They all deserved so much worse.
They all deserved death.
Slow and torturous.
He had disappeared after that night. His brothers knew that this was the end of their leader, of their beloved brother who wanted to believe that good in this world could prevail.
For them they never imagined that Leo would just let the darkness take hold of him, nestle him with such a loving embrace. For him to embrace it right back felt justified, for his brothers it painted the gory picture of things to come.
They never expected to meet him in the opposition. To view him as foe and not family. Leonardo had quickly taken hold of the scum of the earth. He had molded the darkness to serve him.
Raphael thought Shredder was their worst enemy.
He never expected to have Leo claim that spot in a matter of months.
The Foot had fallen under his ruling, and he wasted no time in setting examples, and the bloody path those examples left behind never seized to churn the brothers stomachs.
There was no means of bringing him back, and perhaps it’s for the better.
Because whatever has eaten away inside of Leonardo cannot simply be flushed out of his body, nor ripped from his very soul. The body counts too high by now as he strays further and further away from what he was taught.
From what his father taught him...
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You run with the unsavories. An eat or be eaten mentality that has caused you to survive years and years of gang wars and mutant freaks. Not like you’d throw about that last bit, much less when you’re standing single file, close to pissing yourself because he’s there.
And Christ he’s a sight to behold.
A rumor, a legend, a monster.
You tell him you’ve got valuable info, you know where to follow the trail that’ll lead to success. Even when your partner tries to push his chin up in front of Leonardo, you’re already wincing at what his demise will be shaped in.
Leo really loves cutting heads off.
A strong emphasis on loves.
You swallow, eyes flying anywhere but the rapidly growing puddle of blood that approaches your feet. Even then, your eyes stray towards the newest leader of the Foot, Leo punctures his katana into the head, a crude skewer as he lifts it and examines the severed body part as if answers lie in the gush of blood that falls. Those dark blue eyes move on you, you swallow.
He walks over to you, blade in hand, blood tap tapping onto the ground “Your information” Leo’s voice is weightless, bored almost. You motion towards your pocket, the crumpled up note with a poorly drawn map the key to your salvation. Leo reaches his hand in and you’re still, stiff and frightened by the intrusive touch and his proximity.
He pulls the note out and examines, the ghastly expression of horror on the decapitated head so close you can smell the coppery scent. “Can you get more of this? The coordinantes?” You crane your neck to look at him, his stature imposing. “Yeah, I’m your girl for that shit, swear on it” He flicks the blade and the sound of the head rolling makes your stomach flip flop along with it.
You feel the tip of a bloodied katana on your chin.
“Don’t make me cut off such a pretty head, hm?” You want to nod but the blade digs and Leo’s mouth twitches in something akin to a smirk. The small cut to your chin stings, but you wonder why other parts of you vibrate.
The danger, the adrenaline, Leonardo.
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Your next meeting doesn’t quell your nervousness. Leonardo is an impressive sight as always and it’s imposible to ignore that maybe you won’t make it out alive every time you both meet. Unless proven useful, which you take to heart. You bring all sorts of information, names, rumors, possible gangs wanting to take him on, the police. Any word you heard in regards to him.
“It’s possible they might try to meet you half way, catch you off guard” The warehouse is chilly, that fall weather starting to hit but Leo’s unfazed, the black tails of his mask move with the gust of winds. “Stupid of them to assume that” The second floor of the warehouse seems to be his own, leaving the rest of the crew bellow. He sits on the windowsill, cloth running up his katana, it had been bloody when you were brought in.
“I’m just repeating what I heard, I’m sure you’re more than adept to take them on” You stick your hands in the pockets of your jacket, you’d been frisked not like you were stupid enough to bring a weapon to this.
But then again, the more he polished that sword, the more you wished you had something.
“What else have you heard? Any word on Karai?” The woman in question had appeared to have disappeared into thin air after Shredder’s death and Leo taking command of the Foot soldiers. Wether she planned to reclaim what was hers or if she had simply quit was beyond you and anybody else. “Nothing on her, she might’ve skipped town or the country” You offered, eyes following the sword as Leo placed it on a nearby table.
“She strike you as the type? A coward?” He walked over towards you, his expression so eerily unreadable.
Yet, your eyes wandered over him. Over muscle and scales. Overs scars and bruises. That illogical part of your brain making you wonder and fantasize, because fear could be exciting.
There was something exciting about Leonardo.
“Well?” He was in front of you, looking down at you. It hits you how minuscule you must look to him.
“Probably plotting? You did murder her dad” You find his eyes, you swallow.
“Well he murdered mine. Eye for an eye...” He spoke gently almost.
“Makes the whole world go blind” You finished for him, and maybe that was stepping on a line but you noticed the corner of his mouth twitch up. For a brief second you catch his eyes scan yours, move across your face and settle at your lips.
Passed your neck, towards your breasts.
He turns around and grabs his sword.
“One week, find more info on her, your pay is downstairs” You’re dismissed and before you process anything a Foot soldier is ushering you downstairs and shoving an envelope in your hands.
That night you dream about what your lips might feel like against reptilian scales.
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Karai’s whereabouts are practically unheard off. If there was a trail it had run cold months back and judging from the word of mouth being passed around there wasn’t anything sustainable. You dig up anything and everybody. Every dirt bag with an agenda, ex Foot soldiers, opposing gangs, the mob and just about anybody you have in your radar.
It yields nothing.
You can’t return to Leo with nothing.
Rubbing a hand across your tired face, you make your way through the back alleys of the city. Your one week was coming up and all you had were weak possibilities and baseless assumptions. In your line of business enough information to create doubt can go a long way, but this was conspiracy levels bad.
So you thought and you thought quick.
Pulling out your phone you called him first. Perhaps a dumb move but at the same time you figured it showed that you were trying. You asked if the two of you could meet, the line briefly went quiet before your text tone startled you. He hung up and you were met with the address of a building in Brooklyn and to go up to the roof.
To say you were scared was to put it lightly.
You were shitting yourself.
The roof of the building had a green house which seemed unused but it looked like it was being kept up with the vegetation still green and alive. Your hand made for the door knob but something you could only name as a sixth sense made you freeze.
Leo was there, the shift in the atmosphere was impossible to deny. Your turned and blinked.
Wherever he had been, it must’ve been worse. There was blood on him, a fresh gash by his arm and the steady drip drip of blood hitting the concrete. “Jesus are you...?” You knew he was ok, but whomever had been on the receiving end of this had it by far much worse.
“Inside, go inside” He motioned for the green house and you did. Your eyes scanned around hoping to find something to help with. There was a nest of sorts in a corner, several blankets and cushions, a table and a chair amidst the plants. You found what you were looking for near the bonsais, a shelf with a box of first aid. Leo went towards a counter with a basin and a jar of water, he went about cleaning the gash on his arm.
You approached him with the box of first aid, blue eyes were cautious as you took out antiseptic and gauze. Leo had turned to face you, giving you more room to work on his arm as you bandaged it. “You alright?” Your voice held hesitation, Leo’s questioning gaze turned to amusement. “I’m fine, what I want to know is why you wanted to meet” You finished bandaging him and took a step back.
Pick your words wisely, you thought with a slight shutter.
“Listen I’ve spoken with any and everyone who might have any clue but Karai is off the radar”Swallowing a lump in your throat you shrugged off your jacket, worry manifesting in heat. “I know this isn’t what you wanted and I’m really fucking good at my job but this bitch is either underground or who knows! Dead for all I know!” The exasperation and worry was clear as day, he either took this the right way or the wrong way.
Wrong way being you end up pushed off this very building, at best ironically enough.
Leo swallowed the information, clearly bouncing it around his head. The dry specks of blood scattered across his green flesh. An odd silence fell amongst you both and even when he rose in all his imposing glory you kept your eyes focused on him. Getting a read on that cold calculated gaze of his was hard enough.
Your throat feels painfully dry once he has you backed up against the wall. Something about dying alone with not even an audience to witness it didn’t sit too right with you.
But then again, Leo’s large hand gripped your neck, nothing too tight but enough to alert you to its presence. Those blue eyes looked haunted but just beneath that laid something you couldn’t just place your finger on. The tips of his fingers lightly caressed you, one of them fascinated with your quickened pulse. You can’t blink, unsure what may happen and when he dips down your adrenaline makes you flinch.
Leo halts his movement, his blood feels like it’s pumping loudly enough for you to hear. Wide eyed you lean up instead and ghost your lips against his, Leo sighs through his nostrils and it stays that way. A pull but not enough of a push because there’s still fear in your blood and a hesitation that you can’t put a name to from Leonardo.
Your phone going off startles you, nearly making you jump out of your skin and to a fraction of your dismay Leo takes a step away. One of your contacts name flashed on the screen which meant there could still be some good news. Your turned away to speak, pulling a marker from your pocket you write down some information on your forearm. It’s a quick conversation and once done you turn to see Leo putting together his gear again.
You bit your lip, whatever was about to happen would just have to take a back seat. ‘Fucking coward’ you can’t help but think about yourself.
“One of my guys says he might have it on good authority that Karai is still here” You watch him turn his head to listen, even if he’s got his back/shell to you. “Well?” He pushes while adjusting his swords.
“He says she might’ve just met up with...with one of your brothers” Tense doesn’t even begin to explain what his body did, the mear mention of his family was a sore subject and you had been warned to not even attempt to open that can of worms. Swallowing and feeling your throat stick from how dry it felt you see him pull out a key and toss it to you. “Send me that address, you’ll get your money at the warehouse” You barely manage to catch the key to the greenhouse, but still you raise a brow at the offering.
“Come back here when you’re ready” Is all he says about it, confusion is painted on your face but when he moved to leave he takes a moment to hold your chin. “Don’t make me regret this” He says and before you can attempt to ask he’s gone.
You stay there, twenty minutes or so in nothing but your thoughts and his words swimming around your mind.
Feeling heat between your legs and a lick of frustration consuming you.
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Two weeks you contemplate the key in your pocket.
Two weeks you let your thumb hover over his number but never press down.
For two weeks you find your pillow between your legs, trying to reach the sensation he managed with just his body close to yours.
But nothing.
It’s not enough.
New York is covered in rain as you make your way through the sea of people. Regardless of the many umbrellas you still get soaked and by the time you’re up on that roof, hand digging out the key to the green house you’re drenched.
Inside you shake off the excess and remove your jacket. The cold hits you and you can’t help but feel silly that you’re here, maybe this is his way of taking you out, you’re not needed anymore by now you assume.
You turn on the few lanterns that are scattered through the room. Kicking off your boots you rub your arms and shiver, flesh breaking out into goosebumps as the door creaks open once more.
Leo’s equally drenched when he steps through, the black tails of his mask sticking to him. The two of you just stare at one another, steady drips of water and the rain outside picking up more strengh.
Carefully you watch him begin take apart his gear, leaving his katanas by the door. He’s trying to keep your apprehension at low levels, his steps slow and soft. You let your arms fall to your sides and as your heart tries to hammer out of your chest you don’t flinch this time, even as his hands go for the hem of your long sleeve. You take a deep breath as his eyes wander across your now exposed flesh. The fascination goes straight to your core, feeling yourself warm up as his hands rest on your stomach.
With trembling hands you unbutton your jeans and step out of them and the inhale Leo takes as he closes his eyes makes you reach for him. He holds you against him and sighs, large frame shuddering at the feel of your skin against his reptilian one. He buries his snout against your neck, breathing harder as his hands run all over your back and rear. Leo grips and kneads the flesh and a groan escapes against your ear that makes your wrap your arms around his neck. He feels the softness of your breasts against his chest, he’d be a liar if he said he hadn’t been dreaming about them for months now.
You can’t wrap your head around it but he feels just as you fantasized about him. The roughness of his flesh, the edges of his shell and god his teeth nip at your neck with a growl. Wiggling out of his hold you start to undo whatever else needs to be taken off and Leo can’t help but smirk at your frenzied movements. He allows you to undress him, he’s gutted when your hands land on his waist as you start to kneel before him.
“No, no, kiss me first” He cups your face and presses his mouth against yours and that’s it, you’re done for, you’re hooked and can’t go back now. His kiss is possessive, forceful and it drowns every thought in your brain.
You pressed against one of the tables with the many Bonsais when Leo’a tongue slithers into your awaiting mouth. He sits you down on the table and nudges your legs apart to fit himself in between them, you crane your neck up losing yourself in his kiss. He can taste rain water, feels the sweat and rain mingle on your skin. God he wants to run his tongue all over you, eat you whole if he could.
It feels like forever when he pulls away, reluctance in his body. Blue eyes search into your e/c eyes, he wants to see something maybe your fear so he denies himself falling into this rabbit hole. Your hands press against his plastron and gently you run your nails down the hard plates, you shake your head fascinated by the texture. He’s rough but strong, a marvel of a species.
With some difficulty you managed to push your underwear off and spread yourself again for his viewing pleasure. “I want you,” You nodded, eyes falling to the hard length between his legs. Leo wraps a large hand around it and pumps slowly, body shivering at the sensation. “God I fucking want you so bad” You feel him come back to you, mouth on yours in yet another harsh kiss.
The tip of his cock nudges against your wet heat and he bites your lip at the sensation. Leo pushes into you so frustratingly slow, even as his girth stretches you to a point you’ve never been before. You want him inside of you now, and Leo couldn’t agree more. He bottoms out inside of you with a lengthy groan, head thrown back in ecstasy. “You feel... so fucking good” He growls out through gritted teeth, hips picking up speed as you wantonly take him in. You press your lips to his chest and moan with each slow but pronounced thrust of his hips.
His hand finds itself at the back of your head, grabbing fistfuls of your hair to keep your gaze on his. The slight tug burns so good and you can’t help but keep your pleasure filled gaze on his own. Lips parted you let him rock into you steadily until his thrust start to slam into you. The sensation spreads all over your body, little shocks of pleasure rocking your body.
“Mine, you’re going to be mine and only mine” He voices lowly, a threat laced in his passion. You’re too far gone to speak, nodding aimlessly at his every word, moans falling from your lips. “Nobody will own you like I do, nobody will touch you, Y/N? You understand? I’m making you mine” He pressed his forehead to yours, lost in this feeling.
“Fuck yes, yours, I’m gonna be all yours” You lick his lips and when he reaches a hand between both your bodies your mind goes blank. A vicious shudder overtakes you as you muffle a scream against his jaw. He fills you up so good and so warm with a strange vibration that sounds like an endless growl. Each rope he pumps into you making his eyes roll back. You’re shattered against, limp and raw throat from the scream that leaves your mouth.
He watches your come down, hand against your cheek, thumb running across your lips. When he pulls out just enough to watch his essence cascade out of your pretty little hole, he pumps himself back into you. His eyes say it all, from here on out whatever your life was up to this point is over and done with. Leo nuzzles you still lazily pumping himself in you, blissful to the little tremors your cunt produces around his member making him harden once again. Picking you up, bodies still joined, he makes his way to the nest of blankets on the floor.
You hold onto him, all you can do is hold onto him.
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It’s rather odd to be in this position. With an entire year that’s passed it never seems to feel normal, not that you’re complaining though.
Being in a position of power by proxy has its fucking fun rewards.
For example nobody in this city will ever contemplate taking you out. Unless they want a very pissed off Foot Leader to set fire to the city and maybe even the world. From opposite points to now standing at his side. No one is to address you as below them, or touch you or let alone breath the same air you do.
You can still hear the bones that were cracked when one particularly unruly Foot soldier made snide comment about you. Each crack of the mans arm being slowly twisted until his arm broke still rang in your ears to this day. Leo hadn’t flinched, hadn’t even scowled even as the twist turned to pulling the limb off.
He did in fact fuck you hard against the glass windows of the hotel suite he had you both in. The copper scent lingering on his scales, but enraptured with the heat enveloping his cock.
With the city at war everyone had began to run amok to do their own barbaric things. Each part of the city divided between gangs, mobs, mutants, police and civilians. You were out on active Foot duties, you were still free to do as you pleased but with protection and Leo demanded your whereabouts on the hour due to possibilities of abduction.
He knew you were a weakness.
But did he give a shit? Of course not. Let them try, he hasn’t needed an excuse for his tyrannical acts thus far, but if harm did ever befall you, you only wished you could witness what his methods would be to exact his revenge.
And he was so familiar with revenge after all.
You admire yourself in the full length mirror, examining the body that training under Leo has provided you. The mutant terrapin in question comes up from behind you and wraps his strong sculpted arms around your waist. You can’t help but smirk as he rest his chin a top your head. “We’re heading out in half an hour” He mumbles against your hair, enjoying the scent. You watch through the mirror as his hands rub up and cup your breast, with a sigh you rest against his strong build. “What’s on the agenda tonight? Purple dragons?” You feel him shake his head, fingers dipping inside the cups of your bra. “Mob,” Is his sole reply.
You bite your lip, gripping his wrists. “We’ll be late” You try to muffle a moan as he tweaks a nipple, he grinds against your backside. “I’m killing them regardless, and I much rather have the scent of your cunt on my hands while I listen to their boring excuses for parley” Your knees buckled when you felt his hand slither inside your underwear, finger already parting your lips and humming as he feels how wet you already are.
You feel his other hand wrap around your neck, keeping you upright and your gaze on the mirror as his finger dips into your welcoming heat.
He engulfs your every thought, every sensation; and what’s the fate of the world when you’ve got him? He chose you just as much as you chose him. You’ve never considered yourself good, scumbag street rat who just happened to make a living amongst the other scumbags. But this? With Leonardo and the trail of bloodied heads he’s left behind, it’s hard not to be excited to see gasoline be poured on the city. He trails his lips to the shell of your ear and you can’t help but grin.
“Mine” He says.
Burn everything.
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