#future leo x reader

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[kishi07]

What happens if I kiss Leo on the cheek...?(つ･･)つ

(Sorry if I disturbed you too much...)

I couldn't not draw both versions. Recalling how young Leo was always so "EEW!" whenever he saw people expressing romantic love, But I imagine him being king of confidence as an adult.

[fishsticksloser]

Hello! I loved your mini scenario of Drunk!Reader x Rise!Raph! Can you do it with Rise!Leo, pls? If you don't want, you can ignore this 😉

And also Happy New Year! 🎆 (Early)

Drunk!Reader

Leo x gn!reader

Warnings: alcohol, drunkeness, short

A/N: Happy New Year

He's a heavy drinker

But it take a lot to get him to feel anything

So he's trying to stay away

However, he watches over you

He thinks it's cute when you're drunk

He teases you just to watch your face redden

Leo has teased you so much so often you refuse to go home with him sometimes

Easy enough to deal with though

He just picks you up and carries you

He'll kiss your cheek once he's tucked you in

Making sure to tuck you in tight so you don't go wandering around

He'll leave you water and medicine the next morning for your hangover

He'll also make you a hangover remedy breakfast

Plus lots of cuddles you didn't get the night before

[fishstixloser]

Ik you've prob done this before but may I request a raph(optional) x fem!reader fic where she's in bondage, and maybe he uses the ropes to tease her (again, raph is optional, if you can't imagine him doing this any other turts would do 🫶)

Bondage

f!RotTMNT x gn!reader

Warnings: bondage, smut, sex mentioned but not described, short

A/N: I couldn't really decide who or what I wanted to do... I hope this is alright

Donnie

He loves bondage

He'll not only use his robotic arms

But he'll use whatever he has around

Donnie can't get enough of having you at his mercy

One of his favorite things

He does have a safe word

Something like Quantum, something sciencey of course

Leo

He can't get enough

He not only loves tying you up

But he also loves being tied up

Whenever, whatever

Leo won't even fight

Unless you want him to

Mikey

He's a fan of bondage

Not as much as the previous two

He doesn't mind it though

Especially if he's the one tied up

Mikey prefers it this way

Being at your mercy

Letting you have your way with him

Raph

He's not really a fan of bondage

He won't really be against it

Raph would prefer he's the one tied up

Just because he feels bad tying you up

He won't fight it either

He'll gladly lay there and let you have your way

[chatzcharlotte]

⚠️SUGGESTIVE⚠️

Today Will Be Showing My New Tv [Future Leo x YN]

[bbootyyyshaker9000]

From this post!

My dear anon I finished with your request!! Sorry it took a while I just started school 😭 well my vacation went by QUICK. If that’s okay I went with Rottmnt Leo this is kind of like headcanons mixed with a fic so yay

I’m still trying to experiment with like suggestive stuff and if it’s like bland I will improve on that

Future Leo is absolutely the kind of husband who acts like he is calm and collected, but the second you do something even slightly risky to his eyes,his protective side comes out.

He tries not to hover, but he definitely hovers.

You could be standing on a chair to reach something from the top cabinet, and he would appear behind you like, “Absolutely not. Down. Now.”

He says it like a command, but his hands are already on your waist, carefully helping you down before you can even argue.

If you tease him and say, “You know I’m not made of glass, right?” he just gives you that serious Leo look and says, “No, but you are important.”

And that shuts you up immediately because he says it so softly.

Domestic life with him is a mix of peaceful routines and him being dramatically overprotective about the smallest things.

He makes sure the doors are locked every night.

Then checks them again.

Then acts offended when you point it out.

“I’m not paranoid,” he says while checking the window latch for the third time.

He is very much a “text me when you get there” kind of partner.

Even if you are literally just going the other room.

Even if you are going to walk around.

Even if you are with one of his team of soldiers.

Especially if you are with one of his brothers, because according to Leo, “Raph is responsible, Donnie is distracted, and Mikey enables chaos.”

He loves quiet mornings with you the most.

He likes when you are still sleepy, walking around in one of his clothes, hair messy, voice soft.

He pretends not to stare, but he absolutely does.

You’ll be making your brews and he will just lean against the wall, watching you like you are the most precious thing in the world.

When you catch him, he simply smiles and says, “What? I live here.”

He loves when you sit beside him while he sharpens his swords or checks his gear.

You do not even have to say anything.

Your presence alone makes him relax.

Sometimes he will gently rest a hand on your thigh or your knee, not even thinking about it, just needing to know you are close.

Future Leo is not always openly clingy in public, but at home?

Completely different story.

At home, he is touching you somehow almost all the time.

A hand on your back when he passes behind you.

His chin resting on top of your head.

His arm around your waist while you are washing your face.

His fingers brushing against yours under the blanket.

He is very subtle about it, but he likes knowing you are there.

After everything he has survived, peace feels strange to him sometimes.

So when he gets to come home to you, to food on the heater. He gets quiet sometimes because he is overwhelmed by how much he loves this life.

And when you ask him what he is thinking about, he usually says something simple like, “Nothing. Just you.”

He is so husband-coded it is actually insane.

If you fall asleep on the couch, he will carry you to bed without waking you.

If you are cold, he gives you the blanket and pretends he was not using it.

If you forget to eat, he notices.

If your mood changes, he notices.

If you say “I’m fine” in the wrong tone, he immediately knows you are not fine.

He can be playful and teasing, but when he loves you, he studies you.

He knows how you like your drinks.

He knows what snacks you reach for when you are stressed.

He knows the difference between your tired silence and your upset silence.

And he takes all of it seriously.

His protectiveness can be a little intense, but it comes from fear of losing you.

Not because he thinks you are weak.

Actually, he thinks you are incredibly strong.

That is part of why he loves you.

But loving you also makes him softer and more scared than he wants to admit.

Sometimes, when the two of you are lying in bed, he pulls you close and holds you like he is reminding himself that you are really there.

If you gently trace the marks on his arms or shoulders, he gets quiet.

Not uncomfortable, just vulnerable.

He lets you touch the parts of him that most people only see as battle scars.

With you, they become part of the life he survived to reach.

And when you kiss one of those marks softly, his whole attitude changes.

His teasing fades.

His voice gets lower.

His hand tightens slightly at your waist.

He looks at you like you are dangerous in the gentlest way.

Leo is very big on slow affection.

Not rushed.

Not careless.

He likes the build-up.

He likes standing behind you in the kitchen, arms around your waist, murmuring little comments against your shoulder.

He likes kissing your temple, then your cheek, then pausing just long enough to make you look at him.

And when you do, he gives you that little smirk.

The one that says he knows exactly what he is doing.

If you get flustered, he gets smug.

Not mean about it, though.

Just very pleased with himself.

“Oh?” he says softly. “You were bold a second ago.”

He loves when you try to tease him back.

But the second you do, he gets that calm, amused look and suddenly you remember that Leo is very patient when he wants to be.

He will let you talk all confident, let you act like you have the upper hand, and then he will lean in just close enough to make you forget what you were saying.

He is the type to murmur, “You done?” with the most unfair smile.

But he is also incredibly gentle.

Even when the mood turns more intimate, he always pays attention to you.

He checks your face.

Your tone.

Your body language.

He wants you comfortable, safe, and wanted.

Especially wanted.

Because for all his teasing, Leo loves making sure you know how adored you are.

He would never let you feel like an afterthought.

There are nights when the teasing turns into something quieter.

The room light is dim, the world is asleep, and you are both standing too close.

His hands settle at your waist.

Your fingers rest against his chest.

Neither of you says much because you both already know where the moment is going.

He kisses you slowly, like he has all the time in the world.

And when he pulls back, his forehead rests against yours.

His voice is barely above a whisper when he says, “Tell me to stop, and I will.”

But you do not.

You just pull him closer.

That is usually when he forgets about the papers, the meetings and every other responsible thing he was pretending to care about.

He lifts you carefully, making some smug comment about how you should really stop distracting him.

Even though he is the one who started it.

The rest of the night becomes soft, private, and full of whispered affection behind a closed door.

And afterward, because he is still Leo, he gets you water.

Fixes the blanket.

Makes sure you are comfortable.

Then pulls you close like he has no intention of letting go.

He kisses your forehead and says something teasing like, “See? This is why you need a bedtime.”

And when you smack his arm, he laughs quietly and holds you tighter.

Deep down, Leon loves it because it proves something to him.

That you’re here.

That he’s here.

That love did not disappear from the world.

And every time he sees you sleeping beside him, breathing, that warmness that you bring him to a calm state, he feels like maybe peace was worth fighting for after all.

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WE LOVE PEPAW LEO

He’s still got it tho

[oozedninjas]

No Hard Feelings~

Warnings: NSFW | Explisit Smut | MDNI | 18+ | Friends with Benefits trope | Breeding kink | Slight Dumbification | Dirty Talking | Use of the word "Daddy" twice. | Daddy kink | Dry-Humping | Slight Bruising | General (animated verses) strongly leaning toward 2007, for that one line lol. | Leo is in his early 30's

A/N: This piece has been my baby for over two weeks now. Hope you like it! Mixed two requests, one for the "daddy" thing and other who asked for fwb trope. Enjoy, my dirty hoes! 💜

It was supposed to be a one-time thing. But his kiss was a blaze in the dark, igniting something primal within you. You watched him from afar, his muscles stretching as he trained—the soft swing of his two katanas in perfect harmony. Strong hands gripping the hilts as firmly as they had held you.

You looked aside as if running away from the memories of his palms on your hips, holding you still as he fucked his cum back in, growling in your ear how good you could take him. 

“Come for daddy, baby. One more time, I know you can,” his voice hoarse, fighting not to tremble with his high approaching. Fuck, you loved to have him like this, sensitive, dripping, pussy-drunk. 

How could it be just a one-time thing?

A loud clang of metal jolted you from the heated memory. You pressed your legs together to relieve some tension, your breath catching as Leo tipped a water bottle over his head, dousing himself to cool down. His plastron gleamed, immaculate under the water.

He glanced at you, shooting a sidelong smile—confident, self-assured, and irresistibly flirty.

“What?” he teased. “Want some?” He jostled the remnants of the bottle toward you.

You reached him in two swift steps. “Yeah, but what if I want to drink from here?” You ran your palms over his chest, your nails grazing the edges. He gasped, his strong hands gripping your wrists. Desire poured from his gaze as he eyed you.

“We agreed not to cross the line again.”

“Hmm, but how can I keep my word when you look like this,” you muttered, pressing yourself against his crotch, driven by an unashamed need to have him closer.

Leo let out a rough breath. “Careful.”

“Why? afraid you’d catch feelings?” 

He let out a sexy laugh. Leo drew you into his arms, trapping you between himself and the cold wall of the lair’s training room.  “I’m afraid you might,” 

“Try me,” you said, lifting your face toward his, lips barely brushing.

Leo caught your mouth in a searing, intense kiss that stole your breath. He hauled you onto a chest of drawers. Your legs wrapped around his torso, pulling him as close as possible. You ground against him, caring little about your pathetic desperation.

Noticing, Leo followed your movement, grating a hot, tingling sensation that spread from your core through your body. You moaned. 

"Feels good?" he smiled, eying you with burning desire. 

Yes. More. Skin against skin. You were dying for it. Yet, all that fell off your mouth were small sighs and moans, as he rubbed over your clit so fucking good even through the fabric the contact weakened you.

Leo captured your gaping mouth, and his tongue found yours shortly, It was a fierce, almost violent melding of lips, each seeking dominance. The intensity of his kiss was intoxicating. Suddenly, he was more essential than air itself. 

You don’t know how, but he managed to peel your pants off just in time to meet the shirt you discarded on the floor. Your underwear met them right after. He panted as the heat of your body pressed against his ever-so-cold one. His hands roamed your back, taking his time to memorize every curve on it. It would be romantic if it weren’t for the frantic way in which he was still humping his hard, dripping cock against your core. 

The smooth and creamy texture mingled with yours made it heavenly. You could feel the coil inside your lower belly tightening along with each muscle in your body. 

“Leo- I’m…”

“I know,” he breathed, pulling your hair to tilt your face towards his, “look at me.”

You tightened the grip of your legs around him, not allowing a single inch of space between your bodies. Gazes locked only for the brief seconds before your orgasm crashed over, and then your eyes rolled to the back of your head, mouth gaping as you came loud and long. The hot throbs of bliss spread from your sensitive nub through your body to your temples, numbing you in tingling ecstasy. 

“You’re so hot like this,” he panted. 

You hadn’t come down from the afterbliss when he thrust into you, all the way in, in one motion. It knocked the air out of you, but he stretched you so well you couldn't help but curve your little mouth into a drunk-like smile. 

“Shit, I can still feel your cunt throbbing. You’re such a whore for Daddy, aren’t you?”

You panted something, it came out trembly and almost faint. Leo chuckled against your pulse line. What’s the matter, sweetness? Can't talk now? Feels that good?

You embraced him tighter, with both legs and arms, enjoying the deep, brutal pace he picked up. The filthy sound of skin slapping filled the room alongside your moans. Suddenly, you didn’t give two fucks if any of his brothers walked in, not even if Splinter heard you. It was all about Leo allowing you into that special place so close to heaven. 

“Fuck, I can’t stop. You’re so tight, so— warm,” 

Your muscles tensed in anticipation of the high that was coming. 

“Baby, come inside me, I— I want you to fill me—, I want it, I want it, I—” 

He moaned. Strong hands gripped your thighs as he relentlessly abused your cunt, hard and hot until you felt his cum painting your insides. His cock throbbed inside your cunt which each new load, his voice broke a bit as he came. It triggered your release. You fisted his blue bandana, enjoying every drop of him inside you, adoring the way pleasure spread from your core to every corner of your body.

In a few moments, you managed to catch your breath. Leo turned to look at you, his gaze locking with yours. There was a glint in his eyes, subtly altered from before, now more intense. It held a curious blend of astonishment and something else, elusive and difficult to pinpoint.

You could still feel him connected to you when for a fleeting moment, it almost seemed like he might lean in to kiss your nose. Panic surged through you, not because of the action, but because you caught yourself yearning for it.

"What's with that look, huh? Don't tell me you're falling for me..." It came out bluntly, unintentionally tinged with mockery.

Leo halted.

"No," he muttered, forcing a stiff and brazen smile to his lips as he pulled out. He grabbed a towel from the dojo's rack, his movements mechanical and devoid of their usual grace. "Of course not."

[trashlama]

ROTTMNT RAPH X READER, ROTTMNT FUTURE LEO X READER X LEO SKETCHES

- Did I mention that I have a thing for muscles?

- May color this later

- I got so much to color...

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