*cough* what that tail do? Dark Donnie?
(It’s literally illegal that there isn’t more spicy stories with the dark clone turtles, ESPECIALLY DARK DONNIE)
A/N: I knew the day would come for Dark Donnie’s tail, and it is finally here!🖤💜 But I agree! I’ve never been able to find anything spicy with the dark turtles, and when I’ve finally found something, it has always been Leo (not that I’m complaining. I am a Leo girl after all). But the others need some attention tooooo!🖤💜
All characters are aged up.
Warnings: DDD (Dom Dark Donnie), dirty talk, fingering, unprotected sex, cowgirl, anal, double penetration, a good damn long tail.
You couldn’t help but stare at it, watching as it mindlessly moved around, making soft circles as it curled. The swing of purple never failed to capture your attention, even at the most inappropriate times. For long, it had been the focus of many of your fantasies, curling in your head as you thought of the things it could do to you. But that was just it. It had only been fantasies. As so far, it did not seem like any of those fantasies would become real.
Whenever you and Donnie had gotten intimate, there had never been much action from his long tail. That was not to say that he wasn’t a good lover. No, the Kanabo clone proved to be more than just good in bed, he was the best boyfriend and an absolute freak in the sheets. He was strong, fierce and wild, with a joy for acting as if he was hunting you around the bedroom before he finally caught you. But never, had he brought his tail into it. It never stayed still during your intimate encounters, at times gracing your skin by accident. And each and every time, you couldn’t but wonder what unspeakable things that tail could do to you.
And as you sat on the couch in the living room in the darkness of the night, nestled between your purple boyfriend’s strong legs with his arms around you, the movie on the television long forgotten, you couldn’t stop looking at Donnie’s tail, as it mindlessly curled on the seat beside you as Donnie watched the screen in front of you. The tip of his tail wiggling against the red fabric of the cushions, flicking against your ankle every once in a while, and once again you found yourself creating images in your head. Images that made you clench your thighs together with a small movement.
Donnie’s arms shifted, tightening them around your torso as he brought his beak down to the crook of your neck, taking in your sweet scent.
“You’re not watching the movie”, he whispered calmly against your ear, his breath fanning over your skin, causing goosebumps to appear from the top of your neck, all the way down to your fingertips. “Anything on your mind, (Y/N)?”
“Just… things”, you muttered, playing with the three fingered hand that rested on your stomach.
“What things?”, he asked, resting his beak against the side of your head, a small teasing tone in his voice. He was on to you. He knew your thoughts were taken up by something important, and now he wanted to know what it was, his curiosity taking a hold of him.
You bit your lips, not sure how to tell your boyfriend about your growing fantasy about his long appendix, that seemed to have its life on its own. How you had been thinking about his tail for several days and nights now, wondering and dreaming of the pleasure it could bring you. But how could you tell Donnie these things? How could you tell him that you often found yourself daydreaming about getting fucked by his long tail? You weren’t sure, and just the mere thought made the depth between your thighs heat up.
The rumbling sound of Donnie’s churr erupted from his chest, his sharp fingers lightly tracing over the soft skin of your stomach, just under where your big shirt exposed a small part of your flesh.
“I can smell you, (Y/N)”, he growled, his lips against your ear with a feather light touch. “Are you thinking about something good?”
The small sound that left your lips made the clone smirk, his fingers playing with the hem of your night shorts, his other hand finding its way under your shirt and up your side, aiming for your chest. You sighed and rested your head back against his shoulder, wishing his fingers would continue their travels north and south.
“You’re thinking about something specific, aren’t you?”, Donnie hummed, his left hand so light right under your left breast, and the tips of his fingers on his right hand dipping into your shorts. You wanted to squish your thighs together, but Donnie pried them open, booking his legs around yours in order to do so. “Can’t do that, (Y/N)”, he chuckled. “If you want me to touch you, you have to tell me what you’re thinking about. What do you want, (Y/N)?”
Your breath hitched when his fingers started tracing over your damp underwear, while his other hand started doing slow soft circles around your left areola. There was no way out of this situation. Donnie loved to hear you beg, and he would not stop his teasing until you gave in. So when he slowly made a soft bite on your shoulder, his sharp teeth creating a small pain that edged the line of pleasurable.
“Your tail!”, you gasped almost involuntary, grabbing on to his arms. “Your tail, Donnie”.
Donnie’s jaw let go of your skin and his fingers halted. He stayed quiet for a moment, wondering if he really heard right. “My tail?”, he asked, his long tail starting to do jerky movements by your leg, at times curling up under your thigh. You wondered if he even realized he was doing it.
“Yes”, you answered, feeling your cheeks heat up.
Donnie let out a small huff in a chuckle, one finger slowly moving back and forward over the top of your areola. “How long have you been thinking about my tail?”
“I- I’m not sure”, you stammered, your mind spinning and your skin tingling under his touch. His tail slowly sneaking around your ankle.
“But a long time?”, he asked, once against smirking at the way you reacted to his small touches, along with the growing smell of your arousal, and the dampness of your underwear.
“Yes!”, you blurted out, trying to raise your hips up against Donnie’s fingers, but he tightened his strong toned legs around yours, keeping you down on the couch, wiggling against him. You gasped when you felt his tail sneak up the underside of your calf, closer to the back of your knee. “So long!”
Donnie chuckled once, both hands cupping your areas, yet not putting any weight or pressure on the places you wish he would, his tail wrapping around your thigh. “Have you been dreaming about my tail holding you down while I fuck your brains out?”, he asked. “Or-”. He grabbed your chest and put pressure against your still clothed clit. “-have you been dreaming about tail fucking you all night long?”
“B- both!”, you whimpered louder than you intended, your hands clenching around Donnie’s arms as he rolled your nipple between his fingers and his big index finger started rubbing circles on your begging clit.
Donnie tsked at you, shaking his head lightly against your ear. “Naughty girl”, he rumbled. “Not only have you been dreaming about my tail, but now you’re getting loud. You have to quiet down, otherwise I can’t give you what you want”.
Your eyes widened, his words slowly registering in your head. “A- are you saying y- you’ll let me try your t- tail?”
“Only if you can be a good girl and stay quiet”, Donnie hummed against you, his fingers pushing your underwear to the side, giving him access to your dripping folds and your dripping heat. “Don’t want the others to wake up and see you getting fucked by my tail, do we?”
Donnie’s words made you shiver as you shook your head, feeling his index finger going further down your night shorts, finding your aching heat through your soft folds. Donnie started placing kisses up and down your neck, making your skin rise in goosebumps once more. You bit your lower lip, keeping your mouth closed as Donnie’s finger slowly made its way into your tight hole. You sucked in a sharp breath of air through your nose as his thick finger stretched you out ever so slightly.
Donnie smiled at your reaction, pressing his face against your cheek. “You like that, don’t you?”, he asked, knowing very well what his words were doing to you. “You love it when my fingers stretch you out. Do you think my tail would stretch your sweet pussy the same way?”
Your legs clenched up as you the wonderful pleasure from Donnie’s finger moving in and out of you, his tail stroking your thigh. Every sound you wanted to make got choked in your throat, all in the strong will of getting what you wanted; the tail that was now pulling at your shorts.
“Would you look at that”, Donnie whispered into your ear, his fingers still working on your most intimate areas, enjoying your squirming in his grasp. Your eyes looked on the tip of the tail that was curling around the fabric of your shorts. “Looks like it wants you as badly as you want it”. The tail pulled at your shorts, revealing a little more of your skin. But before it could go any further down your legs, Donnie removed his hand from your chest, using it to turn your head towards him, capturing your lips with his in a heated kiss. While you were distracted by the feeling of his lusty lips against yours, Donnie unhooked his legs from yours, letting his tail pull your shorts down your legs in one shift move. You gasped as his tail flung your shorts through the room, letting them land somewhere near the entrance, before Donnie suddenly turned you around in his grip so that you were facing him in a straddling position on his hips.
Donnie pulled you in for another sloppy kiss, holding your head close to his while the other hand roamed around your body, groping your side and chest while his tongue danced with yours. A small tug on your underwear alerted you to the return of Donnie’s tail, now pulling at your thong, sliding it down your ass.
Donnie pulled from the kiss, lifting your right leg to make it easier for his tail to get the pesky thong off of you, letting it hang on to your other leg.
“Be a good girl and ride my cock, and I’ll let you have my fucking tail”, Donnie growled, untucking himself from his cloaca, holding his erection up against your burning heat. It wasn’t unusual for the Kanabo clone to act fast in moments like these. By nature he was impatient, having a hard time waiting for things he really wanted, like your cunt around his cock.
You eagerly rose from his hips, letting him line himself against your entrance. You shook when you felt the tip of the rounded head of his appendix make its way into you, before you slowly slid down the long shaft. You whimpered, fighting to keep quiet as you made your way further down, grabbing on to the back of the couch and Donnie’s shoulder for support.
The purple turtle groaned under you, watching him disappear into you with his mouth agape, his hands coming to rest on your hips, holding tightly onto your flesh.
“You feel so good, baby”, he groaned. “Now move, show me how badly you want my tail”.
And so you did with a small shriek in your chest, raising yourself up his now slick covered rode, before lowering yourself once more, letting his head hit the spot deep within you. You then repeated those movements, picking up speed with every move.
Donnie loved the sight of you on him, your chest beginning to bounce under your shit with your rise and falls. The redness of your face and your focused expression brought him pure joy. He loved watching you, especially when he or any part of him brought you pleasure.
Small choked sounds escaped you, echoing in the living room along with the sound of your skin smacking together.
“You want it?”, Donnie asked, his claw like fingers sinking slightly into your skin. You gasped, using both of your hands to support yourself on his broad chest. “You want my tail?” You nodded frantically, still fighting to keep yourself quiet. “I need an answer, (Y/N)”, he said, starting to lift and lower you with his hands, making you bounce harder and faster onto him.
“Yes, Donnie!”, you choked out. “Please, I want it!”
With a smile Donnie pulled you down to him, wrapping his arms tightly around, thrusting up into you. You cried out against his chest, wanting to protest. Where was the tail he had promised you? And then you felt it, sliding up your thigh, over the underside of your ass cheek. You gasped as you felt the point of his tail wiggle against your tight unused back hole. You grabbed onto the sides of his plastron in anticipation, already feeling extreme excitement from the feeling of bouncing on Donnie’s cock, and how it buried itself deeper and deeper into you.
“You’ve been so good”, Donnie hummed against the top of your head, a smirk playing on the corner of his mouth. “I’m gonna give you what you wanted”.
Donnie had to cover your mouth with his hand, as the tip of his tail pushed into your small hole. It was thicker than you had expected, stretching your anal cavity further than Donnie’s cock ever had. It wiggled inside of you, touching places that you had never been touched before. And then it started thrusting.
You cried out against Donnie’s hand, the pleasure of his two appendixes making your heart spin, stars forming before your eyes, and the walls of your insides clenching around him.
“Already getting close?”, Donnie asked you. “Loving my tail fucking your ass that much?” You frantically nodded, feeling the build up of pleasure bringing you closer and closer to your peak, his now heightened speed making you shake and moan in his grasp. “Then cum for me, (Y/N). Be a good girl and cum for me”.
And so you did. Crying out against Donnie’s big hand, you came around his cock, the muscles in your lower region contracting around the two appendixes that continued their work on you, riding out your high.
Once you got down from the top of your peak, Donnie gave you no time to recover. Pulling out of both holes he pushed you back onto the couch, his hands holding your wrists down against the cushion, his legs keeping your thighs open, and his tail and cock once again lining up with your entrances, a bright smirk forming on his face once more.
“We’re not finished yet”, he said, seeing your shocked expression paired with your still blown out eyes. “You’ve been wanting my tail for so long, so I’m going to give it to you all night long”.
And true to his words, Donnie fucked you through the night on the penthouse couch, taking you to your shared bedroom when the rest of the residents started waking up, leaving the other turtles confused when they found your shorts still laying in the middle of the living room.
