“Think bout it” Raphael tapped the side of his head with a finger. “Sam is like a cat out of hell. One false move n’ she can shred ya in ta pieces or bap tha shit outta ya from what I’ve seen. She guards her personal space n’ doesn’t like ta be touched by just anyone.” He rubbed his chin as he remembered being punched straight the face making that mistake just once years ago. He still felt that punch!
“At least, not without her permission n’ patience yeah? Like a very feral cat.”
“Bruh, what are you on about??” Michelangelo confusingly asked.
The muscular turtle rolled his shoulders and sinked into seat. “Point is, you, my bro” He pointed at Mikey. “Have met quite a few feral kittens throughout yer life but they seem ta warm up ta ya pretty quick cus of yer kindness n’ shit. Like ya have that magic words or magic touch.” He smiled as his younger brother nodded slowly. He was still confused where he was going with this but he kept going.
“Mikey, yer like a pussy whisperer too.” Raph gave a grin. “Tho fer ya it also works on actual cats too.” He chuckled, amusement coloring his eyes.
Mikey laid his head into his hands with a struggled sigh as he tried to stifle back a laugh in his palms. Lifting his head back up to give a look towards Raph. “D-Dude what the fuck.” Trying to keep a straight while his brother laughed. “Bro you crazy-and what do you mean I’m one ‘too’-actually nevermind.” He raised a hand to stop him from answering the when he immediately knew what the answer would be. “Don’t answer that.” He finished with a chuckle.
Raphael smirked at his younger brother.
He knew how Raph was like. And he knew what Sam was like too. One whiff of this conversation and his brother will have to sleep with both eyes open. He knew Raph was joking but man…sometimes this dude was wild with the jokes. Like himself in some ways.
“Aye my little firecracker-I see ya been talkin’ bout me with tha mun. Trust me when Ah say I haven’t stopped thinkin’ bout ya as well.” Raphael had a toothy side grin. “Whatcha been up to?” He asked curiously. (Room-of-torture)
At the sound of the deep and gruff voice she paused as her heart skipped a beat. Was her mind playing tricks on her again? There had been a few times where she thought she had heard him only to see no one was there. A sign that he had truly made his way into her thoughts.
But this, this was real. Not only was he huge in size, but his presence was something else. She could almost feel his regard on her.
“You might have come up in conversation a time or two.” She turned as she spoke and finished with a smile on her face as soon as his large form came into view. It seemed there were a few constant reactions to him. One was smiling and another was grasping for some kind of equilibrium. “How about a little tit for tat, hmm?”
She strode over to him and twisted her finger in the red bandana tail hanging over his shoulder. When her green eyes lifted to his amber she bit the inside corner of her lip. “I’ll tell you something I told your mun, if you tell me one thought you had of me.”
“Do not forget little brother that I can still kick yer ass.” Raphael remarked while his large, muscular arm was wrapped around Mikey’s neck. Head locking him as they walked together.
Mikey struggled but elbowed his brother to let him go. Chuckling with a lopsided grin. “And don’t YOU forget big bro, that I am the fastest one in the group an’ I can still get away from your headlock!!” He stepped on Raphael’s foot, making his brother loosen his grip to help him slip out.
Raph grunted but grinned that his little brother managed to escape. “Bitch.”
“You the bitc-”
“Goodmorning Gentlemen”
Sam interrupted calmly with a deadpan expression. As she usually did since this brotherly interaction was nothing new to her, especially from Michaelangelo and Raphael. Infact, at times their relationship reminded her much of her own interactions with her and her own brothers. Insults and roughhousing.
It was all in good fun and never nothing personal.
The two quickly straighten up at being surprised by Sam’s sudden presence. Mostly Mikey did, as the familiar voice made the orange masked turtle perk up with excitement. Getting to see her out of her stuffy office “And a very Goodmorning to you too Sammy!” He said brightly. His voice might’ve been higher then how he wanted it to be so he quickly coughed to clear his throat. Deepening his voice on purpose. “I mean, Goodmorning Sam.”
Sam couldn’t help but raise a brow and smile at Mikey.
While Raphael rolled his eyes but quickly smiled at his younger brother’s attempt to hide his excitement at seeing Sam. Knowing 1000% the bozo had been thinking about her all morning.
Turning his attention back on the said tall brunette, Raph raised his head in a nod. “Yo”
Sam glanced over to the red wearing turtle and bowed her head to return said greeting. Looking down at the folder she held in her hand and flipping it open. “As you know-we are having a small dinner party with a few important guests later this week. Me and Gabriel convinced my Uncle to add some of your and your brothers’s favorite dished to the menu so we can accommodate everyone’s tastes.”
The tall woman pulled a pen out that was slipped into her dress shirt pocket and scribbled something in the folder she held. “I want you boys to be comfortable and not deal with food you dislike while having this important meeting. That would be unfair, wouldn’t it?”
“Coo. Ya know tha deal, Boss. You n’ Gabe already know what I like n’ how I like it.” Raph nodded in agreement. “…Thanks.” One of the few times he agreed with Sam, was when she considered his and his brother’s wants and needs as well. Not leaving anyone out, nor focusing on just one person to kiss ass to. Actually, she didn’t kiss anyone’s ass for that matter nor did she treat others differently based on status and that was something he quietly respected of her.
He couldn’t say the same to Ol’ Headass. He didn’t give fuck about him and his brothers. He treated them as they were beneath him always even if the old fuck said out loud that he “Cared for them”. No, he didn’t. It was always just business, money and power with that asshole.
Sam nodded and wrote in Raph’s Skillet Garlic butter steak and shrimp usual on a side sheet. “Very well.” Pointing the end side of her pen towards Mikey. “The usual for you as well Michelangelo? Honey bbq Baby back ribs with a side of crab mac and cheese?” Her brown eyes raised from her folder to look at the turtle for his answer.
Noting the soft and warm look in his eyes as he stared at her. The brunette immediately averted her gaze and ignored the heat that colored her cheeks lightly to try and focus on her task.
Mikey noticed this and his smile grew more. Taking a step closer to Sam as he leaned forward. “You got it.” He did a look around them to make sure the coast was clear before giving the brunette a quick wink. “You know us best, Boss! You know exactly what I like in my mouth…I can’t wait.” A slow grin spread across his lips.
“…Right.” Sam cleared her throat as she did her best not to out loud react to the turtle’s bold flirting. Glaring at him at bit as he quietly chuckled.
Though Mikey and her had a hidden relationship, there were times where this asshat could slip in a tease or two when out of public. They always caught her off guard when she didn’t expect them.
Sam finished writing in their dish preferences and shut the folder closed. Settling it under her arm at her side before bowing her head once more towards the turtles. “Thank you, I will let Gabriel know right away.” She said with a straight expression.
After the large terrapin’s said their Thanks once more, the brunette walked around the behemoth turtles and began to walk away. Remembering something she immediately stopped in her tracks. Clearing her throat once more. “Pussy whisperer, hm?”
The two mutant brothers froze in place from taking another step. Taking a moment to let sink in what Sam said, Raphael was the first to glance back with a surprised look on his face. Quickly hiding it with a fake confused expression since the brunette kept her back to them. “Wha? What tha fuck is th-“
“A feral cat, eh?” Sam once again interrupted. The corners of her lips perked up as they curved into a smile and she kept her dark eyes forward towards the hallway. Moving her head side to side, in a way agreeing with half that statement. “Feral…I suppose yes but, cat? I’m not sure about that one, boys.”
Raph and Mikey were silent now. The smiles they had were long gone now. Mikey’s eyes were wide when he realized that Sam somehow had heard that conversation he and Raph had from a few days ago….They were in trouble weren’t they?
Oh shit.
Michaelangelo slowly turned to look back at Sam who stood not too far from them. Not looking directly at them as she spoke. His Sam, the oddly calm one who hardly reacted to things but when she was mad she didn’t hold her tongue back.
Boy, she really waited when it was just the two of them and her to strike. Took her time and was oddly calm with it. She was beautiful as she was scary!
Sam brushed long strands of her dark, almost black, hair from her face and moved them behind her ear. “I’ve been here longer before you boys were brought here. You aren’t the first to have been around with…the women around here.” She finally turned slightly to the side and gave them a sharp glance. Smile still present. “I may not be the last but-“ The brunette’s eyes narrowed when her smile grew. “-you certainly aren’t the first.”
Turning a little more to face the turtles, she was quietly amused by their wide eyed stares. Mostly by Michelangelo’s, whom is quick witted and was all flirtatious just a minute ago.
Fascinating what few words can shift someone’s mood real quick.
Thinking of her words carefully and licking her dry lips. “Listen closely from someone with better experience with Satisfying women…Just words alone won’t please and make a ‘feral pussy’ happy-Actions do. So shut your yaps y pongase a trabajar. Especialmente esa boca tuya, como me dijiste tortuga.” Her eyes glanced towards Michelangelo and this time, she was the one to give him a wink.
The brunette hummed smoothly before turning back to the direction she was heading and walked away. Making a bit of a show by swaying her hips, mainly for Mikey’s eyes only, until she was out of sight.
Time to tell the girls. Sam chuckled to herself.
Mikey blinked a few times as he repeated Sam’s words over and over in his head. Though she went after the both of them, those last words were directly thrown at him. God that smile of hers…that wink she threw back him and the fucking sway of her hips could’ve had him running and pouncing her if they weren’t out in public eye.
Raphael had also watched the tall woman walked away out of view before glancing slowly over to his brother. A grin appeared on his scar lips as he nuged him with a elbow. “Luckily she didn’t cut our dicks off but-“ He glanced toward the hallway again while rubbing his chin. “-it seems like we got our work cut out fer us, Mike. She told us ta get better or shut up.” He laughed once more.
At times he forgot Sam was here before them. Some of the women he himself has been with has spoken their experiences with her and they were never bad ones. Some says she was very disrespectful-but in a very pleasant way.
Well excuse the fuck out of him and excuse her for jabbing at him like that. He knew his shit too. The fuck!
Fully turning to Mikey whom was still frozen in place and nudged him once more. Trying to snap him out of his trance. “Translate fer me romeo, I got the first sentence as ‘get down to work’ but what did she say in tha second?” Raphael asked curiously.
Almost forgetting his older brother was next to him for a moment. Michelangelo swallowed thickly before parting his lips. “She said…’Especially that mouth of yours, as you said to me.’” He answered, not removing his eyes from the now empty hallway. He was about ready to lock himself in his room for the rest of the day.
He needed some privacy asap!
Raph let out a laugh while patting his baby brother’s shell. He was throughly amused by the whole situation now that it ended. Truthfully he wasn’t scared of what would’ve happened to him if he was in trouble. More like, sucks we got caught but it’s whatever type of situation.
But the larger terrapin couldn’t help but be tickled at his younger brother’s position. Not a scent of worry now but something devilish replaced it. Boy was horny now! HA! Who was horn-dog now, bozo! “Best cool it off first before ya rub one off, bro.” He chuckled.
Mikey groaned before rubbing his hands over his face. “Broooo, shut uuuup.” He muffled out a whine, embarrassed that his brother knew. Damn our fucking strong mutant sniffers!
“Hope the little humans on here have been behaving well while we were away.” Donatello raised a brow while taking a sip of his drink.
“Ah let em misbehave Donnie.” Raphael moved forward in his seat and leaned his elbows against his knees. A wolfish grin spread across his lips. “Tha troublemakers are more fun ta play with on tha chair.” He chuckled.
“Tch” Raphael smiled at the question with araised brow bone. “I may not go as long as years with a ‘s’ like ol’ Donnie-boy here but a year n’ a half tops is how long I can live without sex.” He shrugged nonchalantly. “I know some of y’all think of me as a horndog…n’ in some way I am but I have my reasons.” He chuckled honestly. “But there is more ta me then just sex n’ I can last quite a while without it. I got hobbies, family n’ some kind of life ya know?” He grinned.
“But when it comes to a partner…I am in tha same boat as Donnie.” He nodded slowly as he slipped a toothpick between his teeth and toyed with it. “When ya really feelin’ ya partner ta tha point that ya can’t get enough of them then…a week-maybe two is tha most I can handle before I want to see em again.”
Raphael, would you tell me something about yourself sexually that not many know about?
“Firecracker, but wouldn’t that ruin the fun if I revealed it? Wouldn’t it be betta ta join me later ta find out yerself?” Raphael’s scarred lips curled into a slow lopsided grin. Picking up his favorite cigar and tapping the top of it with the pad of his index finger before bringing it to his lips. Inhaling the smoke and slowly exhaling the cloud around him. “I had this one experience with a partner where they surprised me in tha shower n’ rubbed me down with their hands…Blowed me while havin’ me pressed against tha wall was-fuck I did enjoy it.”
The large terrapin rolled his shoulders and breathed a heavy sigh through his nostrils at the memory.
Pushing himself to stand from his seat and walking over to partner. Nuzzing his beak through her hair to bring his lips to her ear. “Riled me up pretty fuckin’ good that I didn’ let em leave tha room until they struggled ta walk out of it.” He chuckled deeply against her lobe. “Kissin’ n’ bittin’ tha sides of my exposed torso as well as tha inner part of my thighs gets tha blood pumpin as well…” @waterstar2016
What is the punishment the turtles and Sam have to face when they date clients?
Goodafternoon!
Well…Y’all not gonna like it because this is one of a few reasons why they feel fear comes in. Headmaster is a messed up man when it comes to my boys or anyone who is not Sam. Remember, he may act like he loves them but on the real-he doesn’t. At all. They are his puppet toys to show off and control.
Obviously, both parties get punished yeah? The clients get their contract terminated and, yes and, they will be tied up, blindfolded and dropped off in a area that is in the middle of nowhere without a phone or anything besides the clothes on their back. Miles and miles away from anything. (They will be untied when dropped off) If they make it, and if the Headmaster gets a SNIFF that the ex-client is trying to expose them to the authorities…then death to them. No ifs or buts.
Punishment for the turtles was a burn mark on a part of their body where no one can see unless they are seen naked and up close. On the inner thighs or the side of their torso-close to where their armpit is. And, yes and, they are locked up in the basement for a week with nothing besides some water. He doesn’t want to kill them-he wants to keep them alive for his own gain after-all but wants to make sure they learn their lesson.
In the past it only used to be a day thing and HM didn’t inflict burn marks on the turtles but-throughout the years this man has gotten progressively more fucked up in the head. Mainly Leo and Mikey had received these punishments-and sometimes Raph has too but not as much. (HM is nervous around the brute.) But Donatello, he has received the LEAST and has never been inflicted with a burn mark. It has been years since he’s gotten any type of punishment because HM doesn’t want to go anywhere NEAR that boy. Donnie doesn’t take any of his shit and knows his game.
For Sam, clients and anyone who works within the business was a big no for her to date. Only a slap on the wrist such as a lecture, suspension and has been warned once that he will kick her out if she did continue to break the rules. (Lie from HM because he would never rip up her contract but it’s part of his manipulating tactics to keep her around.) Anything worse like what he does to the boys would drive her to go against him. He doesn’t want that, he wants to keep her close…like the fucked up possessive man he is. Sam didn’t know anything about the punishments that the turtles use to receive, and originally thought that they were punished the same way like she was. That’s how much I’ll say about that!
So I’m guessing doesn’t want/like being in a relationship?? Let’s hope he doesn’t break Immogene’s heart 😭.
Hi there nony!
I wasn’t sure who you were talking about for a second until you mentioned Gen. LOL Look nony, I’m not gonna sugarcoat my answer and lie that some hurt won’t happen. (My friend @waterstar2016 understands what Raph is like and knew what she signed up for. Love your face friend) There will probably be some hurt because Raphael doesn’t let just anyone go past his walls. He will push away because he’s scared and angry. He will be harsh if pushed. Trust issues dude-they are no joke! He is in a similar boat like the others to having anger and resentment towards humans because they hurt them too many times.
So in a way, yes, trying to get in a relationship with my Raphael will not be easy because he would rather stay far away from that.
