Idea: Raph is under the truck working on it (helping Donnie) and y/n walks in and is blissed out looking at his body hard at work—touches, kisses & blowjobs, etc.
A/N: honestly can’t remember if I ever posted this one, if I did, there’s a few changes, if not…it’s probably still trash. Finally had a little time to write before I head off to work…I hope you enjoy it! *ps…SPICEY!*MINORS DNI*
Clutch
“Yo, Don! I need the –,” his loud request was cut short by the feel of metal tapping against his knee. He rotated, putting more weight on his right side to see a red swoosh of fabric, a pale set of shins that led to a small pair of sandals strapped over black-painted toes.
“Here ya go, big guy,” her words came with more gentle taps against his knee, signaling for him to move from beneath the large vehicle above him. Rolling out from under the truck he was welcomed by an ornery smile, her eyes gazing down at him with that familiar twinkle that had his mind racing. His eyes trailed down, tracing the dip of her shoulders, the curve of her waist where her hips jutted to one side. His eyes continued to roam until she held up a bag filled with snacks.
“Don’t get too excited, Mikey caught me and took the two cases of orange Crush,” she explained, attempting to be deadpan but he could hear the smile in her voice as he grabbed the bag and wrench from her hands, setting it down before gripping behind her knees and pulled.
With a surprised gasp, she fell with his grip, landing exactly where he wanted her, straddling his hips as his feet lay solid along the concrete floor to stop the sled from shifting with the added movement.
“Too late, already am,” He gruffed, hands sliding up to grip the fold of where her ass meets her thigh and the thin layer of her dress falling deliciously on either side of her spread thighs.
“C’mon, your hands are all greasy!” She giggled, thumping his chest in fake disdain but made no move as his hands began to tickle with swiped stripes over the smooth expanse of her inner thighs.
His only response was a growl as he tipped her hips and she came crashing into him which granted him access to the pulse point below her ear and the sensitive skin along her jawline. Her immediate response had him growling his want into her ear before sucking the gentle lobe between his teeth.
“Ooh,” her breathy gasp paired with the way her body wiggled atop him had all the blood rush south, his vision going foggy. Especially when he shifted for better access and a familiar wetness settled upon his hard member that was still sheathed below his thin shorts. With that knowledge he crushed her to him in a searing kiss, his fingers grazing along the crease of her knee before traveling up in rushed swirls before tickling her lips with the back of his knuckles. She was already a gaspy, twitchy mess atop him, and the way her body reacted to him so freely caused his heart to race even faster.
“Actin’ all innocent,” his voice was so deep and scratched that itch she’d been craving. She wasn’t about to squander this because this was the first time they had been alone for longer than five minutes in just over a month.
“Yet, you show up here,” with every few words his hands moved even slower in longer, intricate swirls along her soft flesh, spiking her heart rate, and causing her breath to catch in her throat.
“With no–,” he didn’t have to finish his sentence because he made his message clear by swiping over her slick heat and she failed to keep her hips steady. She rolled atop him and it must have been the final straw because before she knew it, she was horizontal with the large brute atop her. His shell provided a shield yet the desire in his eyes burned brighter than the surrounding garage lights.
.
.
“Are you crazy?” Her hushed words were immediately swallowed as he pushed her back against the side of the truck. She’d be lying if she said she didn’t fucking enjoy it when he used his immense size to cage her in before he did what he pleased. Especially with the way his eyes would darken and that god-forsaken smirk would utterly ruin her resolve and her body would go limp and act like clay in his hands.
“For you.” He pushed his body further into hers, hips tilting to allow her to feel the answer rather than hear it from his lips. The smirk was permanently plastered to his face as he leaned forward and they both knew that they wouldn’t be leaving the garage without getting a taste of each other. It was an unspoken, unanimous decision and her fingers were itching to touch him, to drag along the edge of the waistband of his shorts before diving just below the taut fabric over his stiff cock. Feverish hands moved as clothes fell away and their inhibitions fell to the wayward side. Before her overheated brain could process what he was doing, her dress was bunched up at her waist, thighs spread over his hips as she felt his slick tip push past her opening. Her body lurched forward, her arms wrapping tight around his neck as she felt his hips adjust then begin to move.
“Fu—,” her teeth sunk into her closed fist in an attempt to muffle her moans as she felt him bottom out and they both froze as the door leading into the garage from the main area scrapped open.
“Raph?” Donnie’s voice echoed in the open space as his boots moved closer to the vehicle. Raph was thankful that they had moved out of sight from the door.
“Uh, yeah. What Don?” He had to grit his teeth as the little minx he was fully engulfed in started to grind and wiggle her hips, her walls tightening like a vice around his engorged dick. He could hear his brother asking a question but he wasn’t completely following along as the woman tested his patience and self-control. Her movement began to slow, hips rolling slowly then she’d grind one, two, three times then back to rolling. She knew what she was doing to him by the smirk that was plastered on her face as her grip tightened around his neck to keep herself up. He could tell she was getting close, especially holding herself up against him so he needed to think of something to get rid of his brother, fast.
With gritted teeth, he pulled agonizingly slowly from her body with a subtle pop, rotating her in his arms until she was back on her feet, facing the truck wall. His hand covered her mouth, but not before she took his middle digit into her mouth, teasing the bed with her teeth before giving a deep suck. Before he allowed her to think she had the upper hand, his other hand trailed down to the apex between her thighs and began to swirl her swollen pearl, loving the way she’d flex when she thought his finger was going to slip back past her opening. Donnie was still rambling on about something and Raph heard the familiar sound of Don rummaging through tools and papers; so he took that as his cue to tilt her hips, her back arching as both her arms braced against the truck wall, the angle allowing his still-hard cock to be sucked back into her welcoming heat. It took all of his control not to growl at the way her teeth sunk into his finger in an attempt to stifle her moan.
“Then we still have to connect the–,”
“Donnie.” Raphael’s voice came out more strained and irritated than anticipated, but he’d apologize later. He loved his brother but with his current company, he just wanted to satisfy the woman whose vagina was pulsing from not being fully satiated…yet. The subtle, involuntary movements of her body were driving him insane and he was going to lose it if he didn’t get rid of Donnie soon.
“Oh, yeah, sorry. You just hit the communicator so I figured you needed something.” Oh shit, Raph blanked, glancing down to where his locator was fastened to the shorts in a heap near the back tire.
A grunt was his only reply as a soft intake of breath was all he could muster before he felt her hips start to roll up, down, and back again in such a slow way that left him swallowing back a groan by fastening his lips over the exposed edge just below the juncture of her throat. A flurry of names from the New York Mets roster over the past three years started to stumble and bounce around his brain, in an attempt to not have this end too soon.
“You’re good then? I’m headed out with Leo to grab another carburetor since the other blew and Mikey is with Master Splinter.” Raphael barked out his reply and played it off that he almost stripped a bolt which satisfied Donnie’s curiosity enough. His voice became more muffled and with a final farewell, the garage door finally closed again. Raphael unleashed a deep breath and with a thrust of his hips, his control slipping slightly as his cocked was sucked back fully into her needy cunt.
“Shi–,” Raphael’s words were cut off as she arched up, hips twisting before shimming off of his cock. His resolve faltered yet again at her breathy request, “please, I need to see you,” and with a brief pause, and a flurry of movements, they reconnected in a heated kiss, twisting their tongues as she fought for dominance. With a growl she pulled back, pushing his cheeks together to force his eyes to be completely on her as he watched her lick her teeth and grin with determined eyes.
“Fuck. Me.” Her heady words drenched in lust and despite not usually being one for orders, he couldn’t find it in himself to disobey. With a gurgled grunt and a needy smirk, he shoved her into the thick wall of the truck and began…
