Warnings: Stockholm syndrome kind of, kidnapping mention, NSFW, SA mention.
Summary: Loosely based on the film Red Eye. Ava thinks she’s found a way to escape after her failed seduction attempt, but the streets of New York can be more dangerous than she anticipated.
A/N: Sorry it took me so long to get back to this one and writing in general. This one is NSFW to make up for it.
Back at the hotel and your breathing was still ragged. You had walked there with Donatello at a comfortable pace but the way the night had gone has shook you up. For once you were happy to see those cream walls with sage green accents, it didn't feel like a cage anymore, it felt like security.
Donatello lead you to the couch and sat you down, he disappeared for a few moments but came back with a new shirt for you, one of your pyjama ones. In all the commotion you hadn't realised that one of those fuckers had ripped your shirt. You thanked him and took off your old shirt, discarding it across the room as you put on your new one, Donatello's eyes watched you intently.
"I'm sorry" you began "But...thank you. You didn't have to come and rescue me"
"What else was I meant to do? I have a job here" he said matter of factly but his voice was soft, his eyes never leaving your face. His eyes looked kind again, like the first time you'd seen him in that coffee shop. Was this all part of the act, still? Or was he extending an olive branch?
"Even so...Thanks." You didn't know what would have become of you had those men gotten their way. Without realising what you were doing, you placed a hand on top of Donnie's in an act of gratitude. He placed his other hand on top of your and rubbed your hand with his thumb in a comforting way. His hands were smooth and strong, you could feel how much resistance it took to not put pressure on your fragile fingers. His restraint was admirable.
You didn't fully know what you were doing, but you leaned in, your head resting against his shoulder. You let out a deep sigh and closed your eyes. As you drifted off, you felt his lips on top your head. A gentle kiss on the temple of your forehead. Then succumbed to sleep.
When you woke, it was light out, you were still of the couch but you were warm. You raised your head slightly to look around. You'd fallen asleep practically in Donatello's lap. His arms around you, encasing you like you were something precious his head leaning against you as he slumbered.
Not wanting to wake him, you stayed there, letting him hold you for another few minutes. Eventually you gently shook his shoulder.
"Donnie" you whispered "Donnie wake up, it's morning" his grip around you tightened slightly, pulling you in as he nuzzled against you.
"mhhm?" he murmered
"It's morning" you repeated
"Ok, pretty girl" he groaned, groggy from being still half asleep
Was this a new nickname or was he just so out of it he didn't realise he was talking to you? It was possible that he'd forgotten your name because this was just a job for him, you were just dollar signs in his eyes. You couldn't help, however, remembering the tenderness in his voice last night, the way he looked at you like a wounded puppy on the side of the road he was rescuing, how gently he held you as you sobbed. No! you thought. There's no way, he's going to kill my dad and then me.
Your inner monologue was disturbed by Donatello shifting on the couch next to you, he was in more of a lying position now, fingers caressing your waist as you watched his eyelids flutter in half sleep. Without thinking, you reached down and softly touched his face.
His eyes opened at that and his free hand reached up and placed itself on top of yours. A weak smile spread across his mouth, sheepish, almost. You stayed like that for a few minutes, regarding each other and allowing the affection between you both to linger in the air. He sat up, one arm still draped around your midriff, the other finding its way to the back of your neck. He leaned in, as did you, and your lips met.
He was restrained, you could tell, in how he kissed you. Testing the waters by ever so slightly parting your lips with his tongue, deepening the kiss. His hand moved up to your hair, tangling itself within your locks but never pulling, part of you wanted him to though. A deep, animalistic part of you wanted him to take charge, the way you knew he could, and ravish you there and then. As if he sensed this desire in you, things moved father.
Donatello shifted his weight so that your back pressed against the seat of the couch and he lay on top of you, trailing kisses down your neck, nipping at your throat slightly. Closing your eyes and tilting your head back to give his better access, you allowed a pleasured sigh to escape your parted lips and wrapped your legs around him. Seeing this invitation, he pressed his lips into yours creating friction in your most vulnerable place, the sigh turned into a gasp which spurred him on.
Bringing himself up to his knees, he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you up with him before sitting with you straddling him. His hands travelling to your hips to push you down onto him, you ground yourself down into his lap and a small "fuuucck" escaped his lips. Lost in the moment, he tore at your lower clothing and discarded it across the room, now naked form the waist down you reached for his belt buckle. Your fingers fumbling with it, you snorted at your own incompetence before his hands found yours and helped, You reached inside, gripping his thick manhood to relieve it of its clothed prison.
He lifted your chin to make you look at him and held his open palm in front of your mouth.
"Spit" he winked at you. You obliged before he coated himself in the slickness of your saliva. you raised your hips and, with his guidance, sank yourself down onto him.
His size was impressive to say the least, every movement creating an ecstasy of sensation, your hands travelled over his chest as you moved, feeling every muscle in his well toned torso before settling behind his neck.
He leaned in, grunting and moaning for pleasure. His face finding the crook of your neck and settling in there as his hands stayed on your hips, guiding you to a pace that was beneficial for you both.
"This is so wrong" you panted, your thighs beginning to sting from exertion, "So fucking wrong".
"We can stop if you want" he smugly mumbled into your neck, knowing full well that wasn't going to happen.
Decadent, wet noises filling the air as you picked up the pace, chasing a high you were both so close to. His lips found your once more, you held him close as if his entry into you wasn't close enough. You wanted to be consumed by him.
He reached between your thighs, rubbing circles on your most sensitive part. It felt like fireworks were being set off inside you, galaxies compressing and erupting within your body. He knew you were ready, with a gentle nibble to your ear lobe he whispered "C'mon, pretty girl, cum. Show me how hard you can cum."
With his permission, and a gratified moan, you slumped against him climaxing hard. It sent ripples through your body, you felt like you were going to overflow. Resting your foreheads together, you both panted in the aftershocks of something so explosive. His thumb caressing your lower back guiding you back to your senses.
What had you done? You'd just fucked the man who'd kidnapped you and was holding your father's life in his hands. Were you really that selfish and hedonistic?
As if reading your mind, Donnie broke the silence between you.
"Don't worry about a thing, gorgeous. A few more nights here, and you're free to leave. Back to your normal life" He spoke softly, genuinely. "But, for now, lets get you cleaned up" he said with a wink, nodding his head towards your thighs which were slick with what he'd left inside you.
always had his headphones in while running, cooking, doing just about anything
volunteers a lot, mainly to keep up appearances but part of him actually enjoys it esp if it's to do with kids
Super into pleasure dom stuff, like tying his partner up with a vibrator to their clit and a gag on and just leaving them there for a while while he watches
took self defence classes as a teen
was closest to Splinter which was a double edged sword in many ways- he got to lead his brothers in their organisation but he also feels the pressure of the legacy his father left behind and wants to achieve something of his own
Looks out for Mikey the most, he knows a little of what he's been through and feels responsible for him since he couldn't protect him from it
This guy is all about pleasing his woman, very selfless in bed and eats pussy like a champ
drink of choice is a martini with as many olives as the bartender will give him
Mob! Raph
The most selfish lover you'll ever meet but, still, somehow good in bed
loves to cook bbq but doesn't do much else, when they have a family get together you best bet he's man-ing the grill
kind of obsessed with how he looks, like super insecure so he makes up for it with fancy suits and colognes
more muscles than brains but always gets the job done
secretly very caring, like would do anything for his partner but doesn't want them to know how tight a grip they have on him
super into dominance through force and power, like size kink, rough sex type, brat taming type dom
loves to sit there and watch his partner do their makeup, like it's his fave part of going out just watching them getting dolled up
pretends to be a lone wolf but would be lost without his brothers
drinks too much
Mob! Mikey
Oh the most traumatised of the lot
and yet, kind of the sweetest in a way
absolutely insane, don't get me wrong, but sweet
wild card of a man, like you never know what you're going to get
boobs man 100% and it shows
all trauma stems back to childhood when they were trapped in an underground freakshow
good with a knife, better with a chainsaw. cutting people up for days with those things
body disposal is his part of this operation
has a sensitive side but you need to be fucking him for it to come out
genuinely looks up to his brothers and loves them so much
the type of lovers where you're tired the next morning because he wouldn't let you sleep at all
crazy sort of energy where he can just go for hours on end
Mob! Donnie
Our fave sociopath
believes in the arts very much and donates a lot to keep art programmes alive in schools
all about bondage and degradation and just putting his partner in their place when they fuck
trained, certified and registered doctor and surgeon
king of torture
never shows his emotions and is always 3 steps ahead
feels everything incredibly deeply, however. almost everything is taken as a personal slight against him. very sensitive.
very resentful, has such a chip on his shoulder from the arguments him and Splinter used to get in. feels like he has something to prove.
takes on jobs outside of his brother's organisation because he likes to get his hands dirty (and piss off Leo)
How would the Mob! Turtles react if their wife/girlfriend tried to leave them or break up with them after a nasty argument? Ik they can be assholes but I’m curious. 😭
Oh you *know* they're going to be the biggest assholes
Mob! Leo
"I'm done! I can't take this anymore. We're over!"
Tears streaming down your face, this was the worst argument you'd ever had
"fine!" he hissed back
"But good luck finding someone else to put up with your shit! I'll make sure no other man touches you, that you can't get a job, can't get a home, fuck, I'll make sure you can't buy a fucking coffee without my say so!"
he meant it
in his mind this wasn't just the ending of your relationship, it was the end of your life as you knew it
he'd spent your entire relationship making sure you needed him, that he was the one to clean up your messes no matter how small or big
your life was over as you knew it if you left him
in a month you'd be back to beg his forgiveness when the money had dried up
he would take you back with conditions
Mob! Raph
"I'm done, I can't take this anymore! We're over!" you scream
you meant it too, for the first time this was more than you could take
he goes silent
nothing good happens when Raph is lost for words
his huge frame slowly walks towards you
towering over you
"you mean that?" he asks, eerily calm
"y-yes" you're not sure anymore
"Fine. Go. See what happens. I'll make it so you don't make it home on the freeway. Your family will be asking what happened, your nieces and nephews crying where's their auntie... Fuck, I'll give the speech at your funeral. You wanna test me, great, see how that ends for you!"
He was dead serious.
You always knew Raph was possessive but you didn't think he was this crazy.
"or" he begins "you can shut that pretty little mouth of yours, and make it up to me?"
you don't really have a choice
Mob! Mikey
"I'm done I can't take this anymore! We're over!" tears gush down your face
"NO!" he bellows back at you
"NO! We're not over until I say we are!"
He grabs you by the hair and throws you down
"Look, sugar, I didn't want to have to do this but you leave me no choice! You think you can end things with me? You think this is how it works? No, no, no. We're not done. I'll keep you here until you come to your senses!"
You spent 3 days in that room
begging, pleading, crying
Mikey occasionally coming in and mumbling, you're not sure if he's talking to you or himself
cursing occasionally and yelling sometimes. Not making much snese at all
you have him in a state
you just want to leave
eventually you made a deal
you stick around and be good for him, he lets you have the life you built together back
There's no leaving this
Mob! Donnie
"I'm done! I can't take this anymore! We're over!"
you feel the fear the second those words leave your mouth
"ok" he replies
plain and simple
that can't be good
you hurry out the house, scared to look behind you
when you get home, suddenly everything starts going wrong
your cat goes missing without a trace, you get the feeling you're being watched everywhere you go, your bank accounts freeze, suddenly there's an eviction notice at your door...
It doesn't take long
you need him
you need the security that comes with being with him
Hiiiii <3 can you do a do how the mob boys would treat you after getting a abortion or if your not comfortable with that period pains / cramps? Thank you ❤️❤️❤️
don't worry, I am comfortable with this. Will defo be writing a how the mob! boys react to you getting your period as well, though.
Mob! Leo
Knew it was for the best
you guys always used protection but 4 months into your relationship you were 2 months pregnant.
you didn't know each other well enough to move in yet alone have a kid together.
He drove you to the clinic, was willing to go in with you but the doctors wouldn't allow it
he would have though.
after it's done he thanks you, says how he knows that would have been difficult to do but it was the right choice
he pampers you for the few days you have to rest afterwards
all your fave foods, drinks, shows, movies, flowers...the works.
he really tries to take care of you
he lets you cry if you need to, he lets you get angry at him if you need to
he kind of just rolls with whatever strong emotion comes up
he won't let you blame him, though
"Takes two to tango" he always says when you get a bit accusatory.
he'll just hold you and talk, about anything. The weather, your plans over the next few weeks, ask the odd question so you're not just sobbing in his arms
he tries, he really tries.
Mob! Raph
oop he should have seen this coming
he isn't exactly great and remembering to use condoms....
it's a long conversation when you decide to terminate the pregnancy.
he kind of wants to keep it, be a dad and all, but you both decide that it's not the right time.
He waits in the car for you, not really wanting to go inside since he wasn't 100% on board with it anyways
when you get in the car, you immediately burst into tears.
"we did the right thing" he says but even he doesn't sound sure
it's more like a question
he isn't the most attentive at first
kind of avoids you a little
but when he see's how much you're struggling he steps up.
takes you out on a nice date night to remind you why you're with him in the first place.
you have a great time, Raph is fun, always has been
you almost forget why he's brought you out
as you're heading home he says "you know, there's always time to, y'know... Have one. Now just isn't the right time"
He wants a future with you and that means a lot to you
Mob! Mikey
He kind of freaks when you tell him you need an abortion
he thought you were at the point where you'd start a family
once you explain the extenuating circumstance as to why that wouldn't be a great idea right now, he's half on board.
not going to make an effort to be a a part of this, though
he isn't bad to you after the procedure...Just the same old Mikey
that is until he wakes you to you curled in a ball on the floor, your hormones all over the place making you sob
then he's better
he tries to talk you through it but he isn't the best at that
"I'll knock you up again now if you want, just stop crying. please?"
that is...not the right thing to say
Mob! Donnie
practically tells you that you have to get one
"you're not ruining my reputation and trapping me with some bastard child!"
Does not drive you there, doesn't want to be seen outside that sort of clinic, just in case
it's only when he sees how badly it's effecting you he's even a tiny bit nicer
((Only because he see's this as a good opportunity to get what he wants, he's evil...)))
you wake up to flowers on your bedside table the next day and the smell of pancakes wafting up the stair, he's made you breakfast
"you know, now that we've been through this, we're stronger" he begins
he wants devotion, your undying loyalty and your soul if you'll give it tbh
"this will only make us closer"
he's all you've got really, your family didn't approve of this relationship and they defo wouldn't approve of you having an abortion...
Hi, I hope you're doing well. Could you write how and when the mob!boys killed for the first time? I'm sorry if it seemed confusing, English is not my native language, I love your writing so much!
just a quick warning for this one, they were *all* children when they killed for the first time. Their backstory is being held prisoner and forced to perform in an illegal underground freak show until they were freed by activist, and later friend, April. This one will also, by the very nature of the question, be super dark (esp Mikey's) so if kids killing or murder or descriptions of violence makes you feel bad things, please skip this one x
Mob! Leo
He was about 13 when he killed for the first time
it was during the scuffle to free them and forcibly disband the freak show they were being held in
the activists had come with weapons and liberation equipment but the people running the show weren't gonna let their main act go without a fight
It was the save his father, Splinter, that he killed
he didn't mean to, he was only 13
Splinter had to fight his way out once the alarms sounded and people realised they were getting free
3 of the security guys were trying to take on Splinter, he'd gotten 2 of them off and knocked them unconscious but the third one was on his back, wire around his neck, choking him
he couldn't get him off
Leo, seeing his father failing, picked up a piece of broken glass and ran over
he plunged it into the guys side over and over
he didn't realise it punctured his lung in several places
filling with blood, the guy started spluttering and rolling around in agony
Splinter rushed Leo away and got him and his brothers out before the guy actually died but that was Leo's first fatality
Mob! Raph
Again, he didn't mean to
he just gets so angry!
it's like he sees red and then his brain doesn't connect to his fists and then hell breaks loose
it was one of the acrobats apprentices, their new trainee
Raph was about 8 at the time
and always had a short fuse when it came to sharing or being poked fun at
so when we was outside playing and this teen (yes the apprentice was a teen, maybe 15?) came over and started calling him every name under the sun and kicking at the rock formation he was building, Raph just lost it
the final straw was the kid leaning in a sneering "you know they're gonna make you fuck your brothers next, right? That'll be your new act!"
he picked up one of the biggest rocks there
and smashed it across the boy's temple as hard as he could
yelling "fuck you! fuck you! You're a liar!"
it caved in the kid's skull
Raph has never known his own strength
Mob! Mikey
((another warning, poor baby has a horrid backstory because I'm evil))
he was 5
bless him he was 5 years old
he wondered into a tent because he couldn't sleep and the lights were on past curfew
he just wanted to make a friend
they were filming something
it's mostly a blur to him, his brain's way of protecting him from the memory
she was so pretty
and her hands were soft and warm
she stroked his cheeks and smiled at him, no one else ever smiled at him
then there was yelling
and screaming
and a knife
and the camera was still going
and someone was pushing his hands...
the next thing he really remembers he's being held by Splinter, his tears wiped away (he doesn't really remember why he's crying) and there's blood all over him
he hasn't let go of the knife
Mob! Donnie
He kind of knew what he was doing
he knew he wanted to hurt them, hurt them bad
he knew he didn't want them to get back up
but he'd never really been close to human death before
the animals the show runners made them kill for entertainment were different
he was just coming up for 12 years old
some of the other acts at the freak show were constantly tormenting him and his brothers
the last straw for Donnie was them getting Splinter whipped within an inch of his life for standing up for this sons and them giving Leo a bloody nose when he tried to stop the whipping
they had this one security guy, a sadist, he dealt out the punishments
seemed to like getting his hands dirty
he snuck into the guy's trailer after picking the lock one night as he was sleeping
tried him down
whipped him, cut him and then shoved the handle of the whip down his throat and left him there
he didn't realise the guy would choke to death, honestly he didn't think about it
he didn't really care either
Splinter gave him shit for it after the news got round the guy was dead
said Donnie shouldn't be meddling
"you didn't give Leo shit for-"
it didn't matter to Splinter, Donnie fucked up and that was that.
