Something nice for America’s 250th Birthday. The boys love their home, and they love the celebration even more.
Characters include: Leonardo, Raphael, Donatello, Michelangelo, April and Casey.
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The sun had disappeared nearly an hour ago, leaving New York glowing in red, white, and blue lights from every direction. Inside the lair, Michelangelo had somehow decorated half the living room. Paper stars hung crookedly from pipes. A tiny American flag had been taped onto one of Donnie's monitors. Another sat tucked into a pizza box.
Raphael looked around with a deadpan expression,
"I leave for twenty minutes..."
He looked up at a string of lights wrapped around a support beam.
"...and suddenly we live in a party store."
Michelangelo threw both arms into the air.
"It's called atmosphere."
Donatello didn't even look up from the wiring he was adjusting.
"Actually, it's called a fire hazard."
Mikey slowly looked toward the blinking lights.
"...Is it?"
Donnie sighed
"...Not anymore."
He clipped one final wire
"There."
The lights stopped flickering. Leonardo stepped out from the hallway carrying a stack of paper plates.
"I thought we agreed no fireworks."
Mikey held up both hands innocently
"Those aren't fireworks."
A beat…
"They're festive lights."
A knock echoed through one of the maintenance doors leading into the subway access. Raph immediately stood one hand rested near his sai.
Leo gave a small nod
"I'll get it."
Moments later, the door opened again. April stepped inside first, carrying two grocery bags. Casey followed with three pizza boxes balanced against one shoulder and a cooler hanging from the other hand.
The second Mikey saw them his entire face lit up
"YOU BROUGHT FOOD!"
April laughed
"I knew that would be your first concern."
"It should be everyone's first concern."
Casey set the pizza boxes down.
"I also brought burgers."
Mikey froze
"...Wait."
His eyes slowly widened
"Burgers..."
He looked at the pizza
"...And pizza?"
Casey nodded once
"Figured with it being a holiday."
Mikey pointed dramatically toward Casey.
"I take back every mean thing I've ever said."
Raph walked over, opening one of the boxes.
"You've definitely never said anything nice."
"I said I take it back."
April began unpacking everything she'd brought, potato salad, corn on the cob, watermelon, brownies she'd picked up from a neighborhood bakery. Nothing fancy. Just things that reminded her of Fourth of July cookouts growing up.
Donnie looked at the spread
"...This is significantly more food than six people require."
Mikey was already reaching for his third burger
"I disagree."
After dinner, they climbed the fire escape to the roof of April's apartment. It wasn't the tallest building in Manhattan. It didn't need to be. From there, they could see bursts of color blooming across the skyline in every direction.
Not one big fireworks show, dozens, Brooklyn, Queens, The Hudson. Even tiny neighborhood displays lighting up rooftops miles away.
Mikey leaned both elbows on the ledge. His eyes reflected the colors exploding overhead.
"...Whoa..."
For once...he didn't have another joke. Raph settled against a brick wall, arms folded.
"...Not bad."
Casey glanced sideways
"That's high praise."
"...Don't push it."
Donnie had brought a pair of modified binoculars. Not because he needed them. Because he'd adjusted the lenses to reduce the brightness. He quietly passed them to April.
"The red spectrum is particularly impressive tonight."
April smiled
"You really made fireworks scientifically better."
"I optimized the viewing experience."
Leo stood near the edge of the roof, not watching for danger for once this month. Just…watching. The city looked different tonight, families gathered on balconies, children pointing toward the sky, boats sitting along the river.
For one evening... New York looked peaceful.
April stepped beside him.
"It's nice."
Leo nodded
"...It's good to see everyone celebrating."
"You ever wish you could?"
She immediately regretted asking. Leo was quiet for several seconds. Another firework bloomed overhead. Gold this time.
"I used to."
He smiled faintly
"But..."
He looked back toward his brothers.
Mikey was trying to convince Casey that sparklers could probably be improved with nunchucks, Raph had already told him no, three times. Donnie was explaining why that was an objectively terrible engineering decision.
"...I think this is enough."
April followed his gaze
A smile slowly spread across her face
"...Yeah, it is."
Another firework echoed across the city Mikey suddenly pointed toward the sky.
"THAT ONE LOOKED LIKE PIZZA!"
Casey looked up
"...That looked absolutely nothing like pizza."
"It was pizza-shaped in my heart."
Raph groaned the rooftop erupted in laughter. Even Leo laughed quietly this time. For one night, they weren't hiding from the city below they were simply watching it celebrate. Not from the middle of the crowd... but together.
Leonardo would appreciate what the holiday represents more than the celebration itself. The idea of people gathering peacefully with family, feeling safe enough to celebrate late into the night, reminds him why he and his brothers protect New York. Watching the city enjoy itself without knowing they're being quietly watched over would be enough for him. He wouldn't envy the crowds as much as he'd appreciate seeing the results of their work.
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Raphael
Raphael wouldn't care much about the history or traditions, but he'd appreciate having an excuse to relax without feeling guilty. Good food, being around his family, and hearing laughter instead of alarms would be enough. He'd complain about the noise of the fireworks, joke that they sound like explosions anyway, but secretly enjoy sitting on a rooftop watching them while pretending he isn't paying attention.
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Donatello
Donatello would be fascinated by the engineering behind fireworks, the logistics of citywide celebrations, and the technology that makes such a massive event happen safely. At the same time, he'd appreciate the rare opportunity to spend an evening with his family without someone needing his inventions to save the world. It would be one of the few nights he'd willingly put most of his projects aside.
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Michelangelo
Michelangelo would love nearly everything about the holiday. The food, the decorations, the music drifting through the city, and especially the fireworks. More than anything, he'd love the excitement in the air. Even from a secluded rooftop, he'd soak up every bit of it, treating the whole evening like one giant party and happily making memories with the people he cares about.
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April O'Neil
For April, the Fourth of July would be less about fireworks and more about making sure the turtles get to experience traditions they would otherwise miss. She'd enjoy putting together a simple meal, bringing dessert, or finding a quiet rooftop where everyone could watch the city celebrate together. Seeing the brothers relax, laugh, and simply be themselves would make the holiday feel worthwhile.
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Casey Jones
Casey would appreciate the straightforward parts of the holiday: grilling if he could, eating too much, watching fireworks, and spending time with people he considers family. He's not overly sentimental, but he'd quietly value nights where nobody has to fight, nobody is getting hurt, and everyone can just enjoy each other's company. To him, that's what freedom should feel like.
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Splinter
Splinter would view the holiday through the lens of gratitude rather than patriotism. As someone who has spent years hidden from the world while raising four sons, he would appreciate seeing them laugh freely, share a meal, and experience moments of peace together. Watching them grow into honorable young men with trusted human friends would remind him that, despite the hardships they have endured, they have built a family worth celebrating.
Way to make a turtle want it all night long. Literally.
What started out as a regular movie night turned into a night of burning and sensational passion. In so many ways, you started it, but he enhanced it in a sense.
Of all nights to wear those tight booty shorts, you had to choose this one. He relished everything you had to offer. You basically served yourself to him on a silver platter.
To think months ago, he saves your butt from being abducted only for you to diss his appearance. He could tell you were a hoodrat with more mouth than Mikey. You assumed he was in a costume, dissing his appearance.
'Thanks for the save, but is the costume necessary? Seriously dude, break yoself and go kicks rocks while ya at it!"
You were more than sassy, you were feisty and fierce. He liked your flame. How it burned.
"Chicks got guts. Spunk." He watched her walks away, that booty swaying back and forth, he bites his lip,"And moxy.:"
Now here you are, on all fours, butt naked, on top of the large island in your kitchen, getting devoured from behind from your savagely hungry terrapin.
She thought she was slick walking away from him, preparing a hot fudge sundae for the occasion. She didn't have to shake it like a salt shaker for him to leap off of that couch and get his own dessert. Her shredded shorts and sports bra lie on the floor, inches from his feet. His tassels lying along side her clothes. He stroked himself gently, squeezing your cheeks, teasing her nub with his long, slimy tongue. He sucked it carefully, then released her.
"Ya knew dang well what you was doin' puttin' them lil shorts. Ya knew I'd be lookin!" He spanks her firmly, she jolts from the sting.
"I ain't hear ya complain when ya got here! You know you wanted dis from the start. Besides, them tassels you was wearin' had me drippin." She teased, he started tickling her pearl with his tongue. Then he stopped. "Whatchu stop for? I ain't cum yet." Her whining turned him on, but he wanted to try something else. He had a hunch. He plunged his tongue into her hole, she rocked her body into his head.
"All that sass will get ya somethin' else. Keep runnin' dat pretty mouth of yers and you'll find out real soon." The gruffness in his voice made her body tremble.
"Is that right? Whatchu gon do?" Her question was met with a response as she felt his tongue run up her slit to her other hole. She jerked a bit, biting her lip.
'Hes...really going for it. I didn't realize I was so sensitive. His tongue is working me so hard!' Her thoughts were loud, her whimpers and moans were louder.
'Nice response. Lemme try this......!' He engulfed her upper hole with his mouth, eating out your anus.
She continues to shriek and tremble at his ministrations, her toes curling til they cramped. That literally silenced her sassy nature. He mentally pat himself on the shell for making her body tremble at his feet. He sucked and slurped so audibly, running his tongue from her slit back to her twitching ring. His meat dripped with pre-cum from her constant moaning. His instincts enhanced as he reached up with one hand to squeeze her behind, while the other caressed her folds.
That island was a mess from her leakage, slowly dripping down her legs. Raph didn't wanna stop but he wanted to see her face.
"Come ere, girlie. I wanna see da look on ya face when ya squirt!" He grunts, pulling you down from the island, pressing you against the wall. He went from playful pleasure to aggressive hunger, getting down on his knees and sucked her pearl. He lathered his finger, then plunged it into her tight ring, eliciting stammering yelps and shrills.
"Raph, that's so much. I'm bout to lose it!" She warns, her body rolling for him to keep going.
"Not yet, hang on!" He plunged his finger deeper passed the knuckle, sunk his tongue into her quivering kitty, then used his thumb to press on her pearl, working her body to the max.
The amount of sensations was unimaginable. She looked down, stroking the head of this large reptilian warrior, pulling out all the stops so her release leaves her shaken and at his mercy. Her mind was clouded with lust, her body saturated in sweat, his tongue wiggling inside of her had her rest her leg on his shoulder to keep a good leverage.
She begged for him to keep going. Not wanting to relent until she felt the overwhelming pleasure of her sweet release. He slithers his tongue from her core. She couldn't put any words together, her body spoke for her. He heard it loud and clear.
"Yer almost there. Come on! Come on!" He orders, finger screwing her tight hole faster, her leakage spewing out,"There it is! That's it!" He breathes out, watching in awe her come squirting out onto his plastron. He still worked his finger inside her other hole even as she was coming. He could see her ribs as she arched her body, she kept squirting until she was drained. She muttered how much she adored him, telling him that was the best orgasm she had ever experienced. He slowly removed his finger from he tight ring.
Her eyes find his member, disappointed.
"You didn't come yet?" She asked, her voice was hoarse but he understood what she said. He shrugged.
"Ladies come first." He spoke, licking the slick off his lips.
He watches you lay upon the ground, massaging your breasts, making a request.
"Drench me! Cover me in that turtle nut. Gimme all of it!" She cooed, he could not believe after all that, she still wanted more. He smirks, standing up on his feet, her essence dripping down his body, hovering his form over her body.
"I gotchu, Babe! Want me ta bust a nice, big load for ya?" He barks, stroking himself with the help of your cream. She nods, gently rubbing her folds.
The woman below him was not only his lover, but his full course meal. She wanted to prepare a dessert for him. When she was the dessert all along. He grunts from each stroke, he had been edging himself without even realizing it. Now he wants to give her all the business. His fist tightens, his teeth grit, his eyes focused on her.
"Mmm Hmm. Gotta good one for ya too, Baby. Betta be ready for it!" He jerks faster, breathing heavily at the build up. He groaned as he was reaching his limit, he pointed his tip directly at her mouth, releasing his stream of come.
He shot into her mouth, grunting as he covered her whole body in his jizz. Splattering.
Mouth to the neck.
"Haahh."
Breasts to her naval.
"Mmm, you look so good when you bust. Gimme dat nut!"
Giving the last spurt to her mounds. She felt it pooling on her folds, dribbling down her pulsing holes.
He exhaled as he finished. Still breathing hard.
'His steaming hot come is all over me. Who knew turtles nutted so much. It's so hot it almost burns.' She sighs, sitting up, his come sluggishly running down her body.
"Now dis is a Hot Fudge Sundae! Just the way I like it!" He chuckles, collecting some of your cream from his chest, tasting it with a smack.
She giggles,"Bon Apetite, Raphie!"
His eyes darken again, wanting her all night long.
Warning: Fluff, a lil suspense, F2L, cloth sex, light smut
Getting back to the lair was like going through a maze of mouse traps. Ducking and dodging multiple police, ambulance, and fire trucks rushing to end the war and save any who were caught in the crossfire. The turtles and Master Splinter hopped the buildings, while April, Casey, and Vern took the truck back.
The entire time they made their way back to the lair, Donnie had you on the brain. Hoping you were okay, hoping you stayed put, hoping what you posted does not come back and hurt you.
He didn't want the last time he saw you to be the very last nor did he want the spark you shared to end.
Then theres the mystery person who practically saved the day with their interference.
'April must have done a full 360º to put herself in that suit. It's performance was unlike the tests I've done when I had her wear it. The armor did well ricocheting throwing off the bullets. The scratch proof feature is astounding.' His mind kept going over the many features and weapons that he specifically added to make the user fight like a ninja.
Although, he was puzzled because April looked different in it than the last time she wore it. He recalls how serious she was when she said she would never wear it again.
"Let's hurry up and get back to the lair. Suns up. The rest is up to the authorities." Leo reminded, getting back to their go-to manhole in Manhattan.
The turtles get there before April, Vern, and Casey.
Mikey went to his phone and immediately checked social media for updates. Raph plopped on the couch, placing his hands behind his head to catch his breath. Leo joined Donnie near the monitors to check police scanners and the news for any reports and updates.
"Guys, check out the drama going on in our neck of the woods." Mikey hooked his phone to Donnie's monitors so they can see it all on the big screen.
What they saw shocked even them.
A mob had formed thanks to the video you posted. A group of people going after any members of the mob and Purple Dragons. Videos of people overwleming the Dragons. Destroying the mob's hideouts and having the police on them in minutes. A few of these bold individuals took advantage of the citizen arrest method.
Many of these individuals consisted of a few young adults, older veterans, outraged and heartbroken mothers, and fathers driven by anger towards what this war has done to the city.
"Whoa, the people are really rising up and taking charge of the situation." Leo murmured, nodding his approval.
The videos got more thought-provoking and jaw dropping.
One video said it all when an angry mother confronted her son who is a member of the Purple Dragons himself. What took the cake: It was your ex-boyfriend!
Raph's smirks turned to all out chuckles as he watches the angry mom slap her son blind for being a gang member wrecking havoc in the city.
"He will never get over this humiliation! His face is all over social media! Hes not even a gang member anymore! Hes done!" Mikey mocked, laughing even harder when the mom slapped him again. Raph and Leo thought the mom asking him where she went wrong was absurd.
"Remember that saying you told me about after you saw those 2 girls fighting in the alley, Raph?" Leo nudged him, Raph grumbled.
"It always starts at home!"
"That is right, my sons." Splinter passes them, sitting on the couch to rest from the fight. "It ALWAYS starts at home." He emphasized on that very thoroughly.
The videos kept coming in. A few of them thanking you for that push they needed to take action.
"Your girl really is a shining star, Donnie." Raph slaps Donnie's shell.
Then it came to mind of where you may be. He rushes to his room. You were not there. He panicked.
"Shes not here! Where could she have gone?" Raph sighed as it started to come back to him.
"I got back here to calm down. Before Sensei and I left is when we realized she snuck out." Donnie's heart sank to his bladder at what his brother just told him. "We checked her crib, it's a wreck. We checked a few otha spots. Nothin."
"We searched the best we could before making our way to the rest of you." Splinter added, his head lowered.
"So she could still be out there! I have to find her!"
Leo grabbed Donnie's shoulder,"The suns out. We can't leave now. We have to wait it out. Hope for the best!"
Donnie hissed,"That woman gave us a fighting chance and you want me to wait to hear that shes dead!" He lashed out. The atmosphere shifted in an instant from Donnie's outburst. Even Leo was caught off guard. Donnie had never lashed at him that way before.
"You go out there, you may as well get arrested too. We took enough risks to last us a decade. It's out of our hands!." Leo reminded him. Him and Donnie were chest to chest at this point.
'This seems familiar. Is this what it's like havin' to watch Leo and I fight?' Raph wondered as Leo and Donnie stared daggers at each other.
"Leonardo is right." Splinter cut in,"We must be patient and hope she. did not get caught in the crossfire. Any rashness on our end could result in dire consequences." He warns, Donnie waltz to his monitors, slamming his fist on the desk.
"If anything has happened to her, I......."
That's when they heard the sound of the sewer walls shifting open to allow the tartaruga truck to return. The turtles and Splinter went to meet their allies. April and Casey hopped out of the truck to greet them all.
"Guys, did you see the news?" She asked.
"The news? Check out social media! It's booming with people taking on these gangs. They're doing more than the cops have done in days!" Vern commented, showing clippings of more people cleaning up the streets.
"We seen. It seems to be all over." Leo commented. Donnie begged to differ but before he could ask about you, he started bombarding April with questions.
"How was the suit?" He started,"From the looks of it, it functioned very well. Was it snug enough for you? Did the jets I installed cause any friction against your skin? I see the armor was a success. Where did you put the suit?" He kept going on and on. Leo was just happy he settled down after his outburst prior to the other's arrival.
April looked at Donnie, confused.
"What are you talking about, Donnie?"
"April, you put on the suit I designed for you. The one you said you wouldn't wear again. Which I'm happy you changed your mind." He quickly replied. Mikey started snickering on the side while Raph and Leo were just as confused as April.
"I hate to say it, Donnie." She began,"I haven't changed my mind. That wasn't me wearing the suit."
Donnie tilted his head, dumbstruck.
"So that wasn't you flying around, kicking butt and savin' our shells?" Raph joined in.
Casey jumped in,"Someone was in that suit, but it wasn't April."
"Yeah, she was too busy recording the police and the locals dominating the mob and the Dragons." Vern added, confirming April's claim.
"If it wasn't you, then who........."
That's when the mystery hero flew into the lair through the open hatch.
"Ah snap, dudes and dudettes. It's the hero!" Mikey quipped, pointing at the flying person hovering a few feet away from them, gently and wobbly landing on their feet.
Donnie is shocked and curious as to who took his invention and used it for their own. Leo stepped to the person who has yet to say a word.
"We appreciate your assistance up there. We are forever grateful for your deeds during this war. However......." He circled the person,"You have invaded our lair. We demand to know exactly who you are!"
"Me especially. Though I am glad the suit is working accordingly and functioning wonderfully. I'm forever grateful for your added assistance. It's still my work. So do you mind returning what you stole?" He only made it awkward with that statement. The person tilted their head. Shrugging their shoulders, slowly taking off the helmet.
The reveal made Donnie rethink every calculation he has ever thought of. Along with the many theories he has yet to confirm.
"I just borrowed it. I'm sorry. I was gonna give it back. Promise." You eked out. Fluffing out your locs.
"Wow. Wasn't expecting that." Leo commented, feeling a little bad for how he addressed you.
Mikey and Raph nudged one another from the reveal.
"If I knew how to scrapbook, this would totally be in there. The Mystery Hero of the Night: Y/N! Donnie's Eternal Flame. His Ebony Valkerie. The Night Avenger! The....."
Raph smacks him upside the head.
"We get it!!! Shut it already! Don's brain is still rechargin' ova here!" He points at Donnie. Standing there like a deranged scarecrow waiting for the right moment to move.
'It was her!!!!!????? She's the one.......she...saved us! Again!!!!'
April looked at Donnie as he had the goofiest look on his face as everyone overwhelmed you with different questions. Splinter found this turn of events quite amusing. He did not foresee this sudden reveal much less the one who helped his sons once, helping them again. His ears twitched as he approached you.
"It would seem you have a knack for heroism." He spoke.
You shook your head,"I was worried about Donnie and the others. I didn't want to sit around, doing nothing." You started,"I know sneaking out of the lair was careless. But, if I didn't, Donnie would have been......." You pause, not wanting to finish. The mention of his name snapped him out of his trance as he approached you.
"I was not expecting you to borrow my equipment." He looked you over, amazed that it fit you so well, also checking to make sure no bullets penetrated the suit, since you were shot a few times during the battle. "No marks. Not a scratch on you." He mumbled, looking into your eyes. You rubbed the back of your neck, feeling bashful all of a sudden.
"Yeah. April said she wouldn't use it so I......yeah." You pushed the last word out, slowly.
Mikey rolled his eyes at the awkward shyness of the conversation,"Dude, she saved us again. We were kinda outnumbered and she stepped in like superwoman!" Raph agreed.
"Shes cool in my book."
Leo and Splinter gave silent approvals. What you did was risky, dangerous, and you could have been seriously injured. But, if not for your interference, they all would have been goners.
During the battle, you were literally getting to know the suit. Next thing you knew, you were flying about, knocking thugs out like a beast.
"Since she knows the suit so well now, you should let her have it, Donnie." April spoke, Donnie jolted at the idea.
Casey nodded,"Yeah. I mean, if April doesn't want it or plans on using it. Give it to someone who will."
Vern threw in his 2 cents,"Such technology and skill shouldn't be left on the shelf."
Leo placed a hand on Vern's shoulder,"I think he gets it. Look at him." They all look at Donnie just gawking at you. It would've been weird if he didn't know you like that but you've known him for a year.
"The suit works like a charm. I know I should've......given the situation.....I just......" You paused as Donnie raised his hand.
Donnie processed everyone's suggestion, took a deep breath,"I want you to have it. As a gift for what you've done for us." He stepped closer to where you chests almost touch,"For me."
The atmosphere shifted to that of peace and certainty for the future.
"Question?" Vern asked,"Glad we're alive and all, but are you 2 a thing or something?" You and Donnie turned to the wannabe hero,"I mean, the vibe is like......more than friends."
Raph wanted to deck Vern for the comment. Leo rolled his eyes turning his head. Mikey just made it worse, running his mouth again.
"Of course their a thing! Look at how Donnie puttin' on that smooth criminal move. Y/N twisting her locs, so shy. He has so many of her videos saved on his computer, he had to make 4 folders just to store them all!"
April and Casey had to pull Mikey away to shut him up, while Raph herded Vern away from you and Donnie. The others getting the vibe as they too left the area and regrouped from the violent battle they were in.
It was just you and Donnie staring at one another. The vibe went beyond anything professional. It even went beyond friendly. You saved him and his brothers twice since you've met them. In return, they allowed you to stay at the lair after you were attacked by your ex and those goons. It started getting a little awkward as Donnie cleared his throat.
"Here. Come to the lab. I'll help you take off the suit." He choked when he realized his choice of words, raising his hand defensively,"I mean, if that's okay. I don't want you to think I'm weird in asking, but......."
You gently placed your finger over his lip, shushing him,"I do need help taking this off. It's a nice fit but it wore me out using it. I don't mind you helping me take it off." You cooed, flirtatiously.
He eyed you as you waltzed to his lab, he shut the door, watching you remove the straps from your shoulders. He kindly offered to loosen the straps around your waist while you worked the rest off of your shoulders. He gulped as he felt the heat of your skin kissing his digits. He was so close to your body, he could taste you.
The straps had been removed without much trouble, He was about to reach for the zipper on the jumpsuit when he paused. He pulls away only for you to grab his wrist, bringing them back to the zipper that hugged your collarbone.
Your eyes gave him silent permission to keep going. His breath hitched, the veins in his wrist pulsing, as he pulled the zipper down your body at a snails pace. Passing your cleavage to see you were wearing a sports bra underneath. He felt himself about to drop in his pants as the zipper went down to your naval.
The heat was striking you too. All that time of getting to know him. Taking him into your home. The last time you kissed. Sweat trickled down his forehead.
"I think I got this part. Or maybe, you want to....." He worked the suit off from your collarbone to your waist. He caught a familiar whiff.
'There it is again. That scent. It's coming from her. She smells so sweet.... so strong.....'
You worked the rest of the suit down, letting it pool at your feet. Showcasing your melatonin skin in only a bra and purple underwear. His brain was going over every curve and crevice of your body. Stumped on what to do next.
'If I was going through rut, I'm not sure she would survive.....' He thought. You could tell he was overthinking by how hard he was staring at you.
"We don't have to do anything right away. We were just in a nasty scuffle with the cities top 3 crime organizations. And lived." You placed your hand upon his cheek, stroking him gently,"We have all the time in the world for a victory reward." You reminded, he placed his hand over yours.
"So many things are going through my mind." He starts,"I won't lie, one of them goes beyond a kiss." You smiled harder with him then in any of the videos you've posted. You leaned into his chest, you embrace one another, nuzzling.
"You know I've had a thing for you since we met that day, right?"
He chuckled, pressing you against his body, harder,"I hope it's not weird for me to say this, but I've had a thing for you since I started watching your videos. You are sensational. Onscreen and off." He felt like he grew an extra pair with that statement. Hes hated Mikey for that day he messed around on his computer, setting up the unexpected meeting in the first place. Now, after everything that's happened, hes mentally thanking Mikey for practically hooking the 2 of you up.
"No, Donnie." You pulled him down to reach your lips,"It's not weird at all." His hazel eye flickered at how close you were to his face, he took a chance, closing the gap, kissing you with a hum.
Wrapping your arms around his neck, he hoisted you up to straddle his waist, holding you tight as he continued kissing you. He snakes his hands through your thick, flowing, braids. Documenting every inch of you.
'Maybe just a little......' He kisses your neck,'Just a little.'
He rocks his hips into yours. Your heart pulsed at how good he was rocking them trim hips. Those hips you kept eye-balling during your video chats. He kept grinding against your core, raising the heat higher and higher. He laid you down. Pressed his hand on your face. Your aura driving his instincts up the wall.
Maybe emotions were high, the situation was still fresh, but you wanted to drink in as much as you could before any updates came in from the streets.
He pressed his body against yours. His chest plate felt nice against your skin. Your lips did not separate from his nor his from yours. All that time of worrying about him, made you crave the closeness. You whimpered in his mouth when you felt his tongue exploring you like a science experiment. He starts getting more handsy as he reaches down to cup your mounds, you gasp coming up for air.
"Oh, Donnie. Pretty feisty for a nerd." He takes your hand, kissing the palms.
"There is more to me than nerd stuff, I am still a man. A man who wants you. Every part of you." He growled as if he was losing his senses. He licked a streak from your naval back to your mouth, savoring your flavor like the sweetest honey.
He massages your mounds, forming wet streaks in your panties. You wanted to feel him too, reaching down to grope his junk. He sighed, as if he wanted you to touch him so badly. Your body responded as you rolled into his hands, you watched as he curled his lips from your caresses. He was enjoying it as much as you were.
He positioned himself above you, his one hand beside your head, his right knee against your core. He looked at you with love in his heart and a lust he didn't know he harbored within him. He took your hand, pressing it against his clothed hard-on, whispering in your ear.
"Touch me more."
You and him touched each other sensually. Your whimpers carried unspoken promises. His grunts a sign he was still breathing. Your combined passion for each other heightening as he went harder. Faster. Time escaped the both of you as you enjoyed one another. Lust overwhelmed him as he released you, settling himself between you legs and just humped you.
You moaned his name, he kissed you, sinking his snout into your neck. Engulfing you with his body as he thrusted. He wasn't inside you but you wanted him to be. Your panties were ruined, as was the front of his cargos. He churred as you wrapped your arms around his neck, keeping him close. He gripped his left hand onto the wall, his right hand nestled beneath your left knee, raising your leg up.
"Y/N....." He whispers.
"Mmm, Donnie." You whisper back. His thrusts got desperate when a voice outside his door breaks the vibe.
"Y/N! Donnie! Hurry up with the smooch fest, come out and check out the videos! You're famous!" He starts banging on the door in excitement but doesn't open it after the last time he walked in unnanounced.
Donnie didn't get up right away. he looked at you, sincerely. He was ready to leave the lair to search the entire city for you. To have you in his arms, in his bed, was his assurance.
"We better get out there, huh?" You chuckled. He nodded, his lower body giving you a reminder that this wasn't over, pressing his groin against you.
"I know this wasn't done in proper order but....." He started getting bashful all of a sudden, as if he wasn't about to take you right there in his bed,"Y/N, Will you be my girlfriend?"
You sat up to meet his gaze,"Be the girlfriend to a mutant ninja hero?" He snorted at the comment, you gently took him by the chin,"Absa-frickin' lutely!" You kiss his lips, sharing your tongue with him.
You put on the clothes you collected from your place, watched him brush himself off, you both exit his room to join the others to watch the monitors of the many news feeds and social media posts that have been flooding.
You both were met with a few stares from the others. The turtles could smell it, their human allies could tell from your facial expressions and attempts at avoiding eye contact with them. Mikey just snickered.
"Ya gotta see this! I can't stop watching it. Raph either." Mikey pressed a button on the keyboard to show the many videos of people taking down the gangs. You started laughing as he showed you the video of your ex getting schooled by his mother.
The videos continued to grow. There were a few edgy moments where gangs tried to fight back, but the people rose up against them. So many of them good. A few videos giving you shout outs for speaking out and giving people the strength and courage to clean up the streets.
Unfortunately, The Foot has not been broadcasted due to them being ninjas themselves disappearing into the shadows. For all your sakes, you hoped that stayed there.Especially since you knocked Karai into the middle of next week.
"Who would've thought posting social media encouragements would save a city." Leo spoke, arms crossed but impressed.
"Yeah. It's the trend, man." Vern chimed,"basically the news station's extra eyes and ears."
"What is this so-called 'social media platform?" Splinter asked, you found his question and curiosity adorable.
"This one is called 'Tik-Tok." You explained, pointing at the video that was recently posted,"This is also the platform I use to post my videos." You paused and looked at Donnie,"Also, how Donnie and I met."
Mikey cut in,"I was the one who set that up. Thank you. Props to me!" He quipped, Raph shoving him.
"Do you ever shut up bout anything?"
"No. But, love has a way to bring lovers from different worlds together, doesn't it?" He clapped back. Everyone shared a laugh. You and Donnie exchange a look no one addressed.
"You helped us. We helped you. You came to the rescue for us. I think that's enough to call you a reliable ally." Leo states, giving you a respectful nod.
"It's one crazy family. What do you say, superstar?" April says, standing in front of you with a smile,"Wanna be apart of it?"
You looked around to see the welcoming smiles and puppy dog eyes Mikey didn't need to give,"I love crazy. Count me in!"
She hugged you, explaining how she appreciates what you've done, expressing how sexy you looked in that suit, wishing she had video of you kicking butt. Then a thought came to mind during the mushy moment.
"Oh my goodness!" You exclaimed.
"What is it?" Donnie asked.
"My place is trashed. Who knows how long it'll take to fix up. I have no blood relatives here." Your face slumped. Donnie took you by the hand.
"I may have a solution to your situation. So long as my brothers are fine with it." He announces.
"I think I know where this is goin." Raph mumbled, but at this rate he was down with anything after what you've done for his family.
"You did more for us than humanly necessary. What ever the solution, we're okay with." Leo made it clear, you looked around at the faces staring at you. Splinter brushed his whiskers with a smirk.
You looked back at Donnie, he squeezed your hands.
"Stay here with us. With.......me."
The offer was a lot. You took a risk you didn't have to take. For a being unlike anyone you've ever met.
"Before you answer, look at it this way...." Mikey came to your side, placing his hand on your shoulder,"You saved us from certain death. Rescued my dear brother from the foul pits of garbage. This place is filled with cool spots to shoot your videos. Even Donnie's truck." Donnie blushed at the image, recalling what you and him almost did,"There will be drama, action, suspense....."
"Okay now your starting to sound like a crazed fan going over suggestions for her next video." Leo pointed out.
'He really does.' You thought, giggling.
"The point is, you would have a place here where we got your back 24/7. And of course rent is going up from what April mentioned a while ago. So this saves you money too."
He made a strong point. Donnie's face hasn't left yours as everyone awaited your answer.
