#2 Mating season💜
This chapter follows Donatello!
General Pov:
Don was busy on surveilance duty, until he hacked a coffee shops cameras due to some small time crime taking place there. What he saw...no who he saw. A female in full ninja gear, in the dark, she had a silvery white fluffy tail!??? When he saw her take the mask off , his brain shut down for a moment. He came back to earth when she put her mask back on, a silvery white kitsune was what he saw.
Don Pov:
I can not believe it, the culprit was her??. Well well, looks like I have myself a potential mate just as smart as myself.
As I arrive on the rooftop, I see her then follow silently. After she reaches her apartment, I decide to go in. Once inside, I note the surroundings and check for any immediate threats. After a brief time,"So you been following me?." Was what she asked me.
"Well such a lovely lady, intelligent as yourself has many admirers right?." I thought to ask her. Watching her adorable yet confused expressionsent shivers up my shell to my tail.
"Eh?? What you on about now?. How the fuck you know of my intelligence???." She questioned me.
All I did was show her the surveilance video, and her expression was priceless.
"If you don't want this to accidentally get leaked, then I have a suggestion. We partner up to protect New York City. Not harm it." I waited for her answer patiently. She eventually yielded and nods her head slightly.
General pov:
He pats her shoulder lightly then left as quickly as he had come.She was now wondering if it was all just a weird dream. Now sitting at her desk, contemplating how to fulfil this stranger's desire to help the city. Long few hours later, she was showering to try and relax a bit. The sound of the window opening and closing alerted her that she has a visitor.
Upon entering her living area wrapped in nothing but a towel, she realised it was this stranger again. "Ok dude, what's your name?. This is kinda getting weird here-." Her words cut short as he kisses her passionately. His touch seeming to melt her to her core, she forgot that she was even in a towel. He took her to her room immediately and tears the towel off her. Looking over her sleek figure and silvery fur. He could not help, but kiss her all over her neck, chest and even thighs. He started leaving his mark on her inner thighs then on her chest. This was Donatello making sure that she was his and his alone.
The next morning she wakes up sore all over, looking herself over all she could see were hickeys at certain spots of her body. She was starting to think that stranger was serious now. Looking at her bedside cabinet there was a not and number, turns out the stranger had a name too. Mitsuri regrets questioning this Donatello of his intelligence, even though she felt like she was aching in a different way now...a needy way.
