Been following your comic from the start and love your style and characterisation of the boys! I get excited at every update.
If possible is it okay to see any more indie Leo angst? Maybe waking up from the coma or the bros reaction to that period? Recovering Leo is a weakness of mine and you draw the expressions so well! If not no worries!
I know it's a little late, but it's still Easter where I am, so I'm sending you to dreamland with something sweet (and spicy 😘) with our big boy in blue 🙌🥳💙
This actually started out as an ask from @leosgirl82 but I decided to give it a cute little spin that I hope everyone enjoys!
Reblogs only, please!
18+ content - for mature audiences only
Leo's Easter Special
Prompts requested:
1. Never tease me like that again.
7. You have no idea how much I want you.
28. I love seeing you so flustered.
Quote: "I don't know what you're talking about…"
Oooo-eeeee! Was he in a MOOD today!
You just got off the phone with Donnie, begging you to come and visit Big Blue. He's been in a shit-ass mood for the past week - since his favorite teapot mysteriously fell and smashed from its usual home on the stove.
No one dared fess up, either - less they wish an early grave for themselves.
So, Donnie called you, knowing that you, Leo's best friend, would be the only person who could pull his head out of his ass, respectfully.
However, it was Easter Sunday, and you had other plans.
You were supposed to meet up with your cousin, an aspiring boudoir photographer. You both agreed Easter morning would be easiest, seeing the annual family Easter Dinner and egg hunt were later that afternoon at her house, anyway.
So, you told Donnie it would have to wait until tomorrow.
You grabbed your bag of "Easter Treats" for your photoshoot and headed out to your cousin's house.
During the 45-minute drive to upstate New York, you kept getting texts from Don. Of course, because you were driving, you had your Google Assistant reading your texts for you. And as hilarious as it was hearing her say 'Fuckwit' and 'Asshat', you were starting to get upset. And not with Don, with the way Leo's shit-ass attitude was ruining his family's, and now your holiday.
With a few deep breaths, you reminded yourself that Leo must be incredibly upset to act out like this. You knew that his teapot was as important as his katanas - which is why you had found an identical one on Etsy - the second Master Splinter called you in a panic, telling you he accidentally knocked Leo's pride and joy to its untimely death. The teapot had come the next day, but you'd been so busy you hadn't been able to get it down to him. Honestly, you hadn't seen him in a couple of weeks, to your extreme displeasure, because of work and getting ready for this party and the photoshoot.
You missed him. And not just because he was your best friend.
For the last few years, you had slowly gotten to know the saint of a man Leo was with his unwavering patience, cool and calm demeanor, and serene energy. Shit, the man could put a monk to shame.
He was kind, supportive, practical, and absolutely perfect in your eyes. But he had mentioned early in your relationship that he wasn't really interested in dating anyone.
Whomp, whomp.
And as hard as you tried - no matter how many times you attempted to talk yourself out of it - you had finally given in and accepted that you had fallen for the blue bara.
It was hopeless.
So, you kept yourself on a leash. A very, very short one. And it was getting hella hard to keep your flirting in check.
Especially when Leonardo was the biggest flirt on the planet. You swore to the good Lord above that you were dealing with Prince Charming himself.
You knew it was just in his personality to flirt. It was harmless. He had always been a flirt with you. And the more time that passed, the more it was killing you.
What you didn't know is that he's wanted you for just as long. That comment about dating? That was his attempt to tell you he wasn't interested in anyone else, just you. And that clearly didn't go over how he was hoping.
Whomp, whomp.
And you were killing him with the subtle, featherlight touches, the secret sultry glances from across the room, and the sweet little notes and gifts you'd leave all over his room to be found after you'd left for the night.
He was pretty sure he was in love with you.
But he wasn't gonna mess up what you two had, because he'd rather continue the harmless flirting and lingering touches, than make things weird, and lose you completely.
So here you were, both crazy for each other, and neither of you realizing.
Whomp.
Whomp.
You turn into the long driveway of your aunt and uncle's giant house, park your car, and grab your stuff. You head right to your cousin's newly built studio above the two-car garage.
*Squeal* "You're HERE!" she squeaks. "Hurry up and go get ready, Billy is waiting in the dressing room for you!"
"Billy?!" You panic, you didn't want a dude seeing you in next to nothing, and in provocative positions. Talk about awkward.
"Yea, Billy? She does hair and makeup for all my shoots…"
"OH! Billy! Oh Lord, I forgot her real name was Willamena, I'm so used to calling her Bean," you giggle.
You go into the dressing room to change into a white lace and satin corset with matching panties. You are given sheer white thigh-high stockings that clip to said corset to add to the look. Blue heels, and a matching ribbon go around your waist. A cute little blue bow tie around your neck, being worn like a choker.
After finishing your makeup, Billy gives you a beautiful updo, a reversed French braid that starts from the nape of your neck and lands the rest of your hair on top of your head. She curls all the loose strands that sit at the top and adds sparkles with some baby's breath, clipping in tiny strands of curled blue ribbons. Bunny ears and a fluffy bunny tail are added at the last minute to pull the look together.
You have an absolute BLAST with your cousin and Billy as they put you in some serious pinup-girl positions and change out different props. That is, aside from your damn phone blowing up almost every five minutes.
"Sheesh, you are VERY popular today," Billy comments.
You frown, "No, it's my best friend's brother."
"Ooo! There something going on between you two?!" asks Billy, grabbing your phone from the table by the door.
"Oh, God no. She's hopelessly in love with her best friend," says your cousin who is scrolling through the racy pictures of you that she just shot.
"Shut up!" You hiss, turning red.
"She's been head over heels for him for like three years now," she tells Billy, "and with all the stories she tells me, I'm pretty sure he wants her too. But she's too much of a chicken shit to make a move."
Billy stops next to your cousin, "What's his name? Maybe we should go into her phone and text him… Put her out of her misery," Billy says with a teasing smirk.
"What the hell, you two!" You jump up off the floor from your current laying down position, where you're surrounded by pastel-colored rose petals.
"Calm down," giggles Billy, walking toward you once again, "I love seeing you so flustered. It doesn't happen very often."
Your cousin chuckles, nodding in agreement.
"However, I do hope these photos 'accidentally' find their way into his hands," Billy says, wiggling her brows and handing your phone to you.
You let out a huff and grab the phone from her hands "Never tease me like that again," you pout.
Swiping open your phone, you see that you have 27 missed texts.
12 from Don
8 from Mikey
5 from Raph
And two from… SPLINTER?!
Oh Fuck.
"Guys, I need to leave. Like, Now!" You exclaim.
"Everything alright?" Asks your cousin.
"Uhhh, I'm not entirely sure. I don't think I'm making dinner today, though," you panic, grabbing your stuff as you run to the door.
"No worries, doll! We'll cover for you!" yells Billy, as you fly down the stairs and to your car.
You toss your stuff in the passenger's side and climb into the driver's seat, scrolling down to see what Master Splinter's messages say.
ROUS: Please come to the lair.
ROUS: As soon as you are able.
That was twenty minutes ago.
You text him back: I'll be there ASAP.
You turn your engine over and throw your car into gear. The 45 minute drive takes you 25 minutes (don't try this at home), luckily without incident or officer.
As soon as you're parked, you grab Leo's new teapot, that is sitting on the seat next to you - still in the shipping package - and head directly to the lair.
You run into the lair, hearing a very angry Leonardo yelling and… Scolding? Probably his poor brothers, because nobody ratted out their old man, so now they're all taking the blame for the teapot incident.
You walk around the corner and into the common room where all four guys are standing. Splinter nowhere in sight.
Leo's back is to you, all three of his brothers' eyes popping out of their sockets at the sight of you.
Raph lets out a long, low whistle, while Donnie stands staring at you with his jaw somewhere on the floor.
"Looks like Leo's gonna have a good Easter…" comments Mike with a sultry look on his face as he smirks at you.
You look down and realize, you never bothered to change, your face flushing a deep shade of crimson.
"I don't know what you're talking about…" Leo grumbles, and Donnie points at you.
Leo slowly turns around, eyes going wide as he rakes his gaze down your body.
The three brothers see their opportunity and sneak out before Leo can form a coherent thought again.
"Hi?" You say softly, with a shy grimacing smirk, offering him the box.
Leo just stands there, muscles tense, gawking at you.
Well, may as well test your cousin's theory.
You tilt your head down, and look up at him through the long, luscious eyelashes that Billy had put on you a few hours ago. You stalk towards him, slowly, giving a quick spin before you get to him, so he gets the full effect.
Leo lets out a hard breath, his hands tightening to fists as he swallows hard and licks his lips.
You walk right up to him, cradling the box between your arm and your hip, using your other hand to walk two fingers up his plastron to the leather strap for his katanas.
Pulling him down so he's close enough to feel your breath on his lips, you whisper, "Come. Unwrap your gift." And you turn, swaying your hips - ever so slightly - as you walk to his room.
It takes him a second to snap out of his trance but as soon as he does, he's at his door before you, pushing you in, then shutting and locking it.
He spins to see you completely bent in half.
"What are you doing?" he asks, his voice husky, as you retrieve your phone from the floor, thanks to his unexpected shove - giving him an amazing view of your ass.
You stand up slowly so as to not topple over between holding the package and picking up the phone, and turn to wiggle your phone at him.
"That's not what I'm talking about," he states, approaching you and moving a couple of curls out of your face, his hand trailing down your neck slowly as he tries to steady his breathing, his eyes full of emotion.
"I was told you were having a bad week. Thought you could use an Easter gift," you tease, deadpan.
He pulls the package from your hands and places it on the dresser. He yanks you to him, putting his hand behind your head, and crashes his mouth to yours.
You gasp as you put your hands up to his plastron, moaning into his mouth as he walks you backward to his bed.
Breaking the kiss he growls "I hope this is my gift, because…" he undoes the blue ribbon from around your neck, before continuing, "You have no idea how much I want you."
He lifts you up onto his bed, and lays you back, pulling your core so it's up against the huge bulge in his pants, grinding into you and earning him a sensuous whimper as you thrust back in response.
He bends over you, trailing kisses from the swell of your exposed breasts up to your mouth, stopping here and there to nibble and suck on the sensitive skin of your neck.
All of a sudden he stops.
"Is this ok?" He asks softly and swallowing hard, his face hovering above yours, as if what's happening had just registered. His fingers paused at the seam of the satin panties in between your thighs, as his eyes search your face for any awkward discomfort.
Your hands grab the edge of his carapace to pull him closer to you, "Leo, I've wanted you since we met," you whisper.
"Thank, God. Me too," he confesses pressing his mouth to yours as his thumb finds your sensitive pearl.
You moan, moving your hips against his hand, trying to assist in your pleasure, feeling the band in your belly already tightening, but Leo holds your hips down to the bed.
"Let me do it," he whispers into your mouth, pulling his hand away from your soaking wet core.
He stands and makes quick work of removing his pants and gear.
Gently, he peels your panties from your smaller frame, his eyes enjoying every curve your body has to offer. Tossing the thin piece of fabric to the floor, his large hands wrap around your ankles and glide up your legs with agonizing sexual intensity.
Reaching your hips, he slides one hand under your sacrum, and lifts just a little so he can comfortably line himself up to your sweet warmth. His other hand wraps around his shaft right under his tip, and he drags his weeping member up and down your slit, pushing just the head in and taking it out every time he meets your entrance.
You can see the tension building in his lower abdomen, as his eyebrow ridge furrows. He moves his hand from behind your lower back, his thumb helping itself to your engorged clit. His other hand guides himself into your pulsating core, stretching the walls of your body, a wicked thrill igniting a fire in your veins.
He stands there for a moment as you adjust to his size, continuing his onslaught to your sensitive bud. You decide to give him a good squeeze inside of you, drawing a throaty, lascivious groan from the leader.
You give him a naughty smirk as he looks down at you, "mmm," he hums, raising an eyebrow ridge and thrusting into you, eliciting a shocked grunt.
Both hands now on your hips, he is in complete control of your pleasure, purposely rubbing the bottom of his plastron against your sensitive nub.
"Two can play that game, love," he purrs, driving his throbbing erection into you over and over, hitting that special spot with each pass.
"Holy shit, Leo, you're gonna make me…" you gasp as he bends down covering your mouth with his, tongues searching for one another in desperation as waves of pleasure come crashing over your entire being.
Back still arched and coming down from your high, his erratic thrusts race to a white-hot eruption as he spills his seed inside of you, mumbling a string of loving praises with each spasm.
With a contented sigh, he pulls out his softening member and climbs up onto the bed with you, pulling you into an embrace.
"That was the best gift I've ever received," says Leo quietly, as he kisses you on the forehead.
"Sex?" you ask.
"No, you, love. I've wished for you for a long time," he whispers.
"Me, too," you say, cuddling close to him.
After a few minutes of comfortable silence, he asks, "So, what's in the box?"
and @eve416 thank you all so much for being part of the raffle.
(especially you @mytigerlifelove and @digitalvoidheart you two waited so long I am still so sorry)
I hope you all enjoyed your dance with Lord Xyrus and have a blessed day <3333
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