Afterglow

Rated: T

Summary: Making love for the first time seemed to be the epitome of Raphael and April's relationship. Little did they know it would only be the beginning. Pre and Post Drabbles centered around 'One Year'. Shameless 2k12 Raphril.


These are drabbles set in the One Year Universe. Could range from K to M depending on my mood. Hope y'all enjoy them. xoxo. Onward to Chapter 1!


Coffee

Chapter Summary: The morning after...


It was at least three days before she could walk right.

Ah hell, it was worth it though.

At least that's how April felt the morning after her and Raphael finally consummated their over one year relationship.

Waking up to his strong arms wrapped so tightly around her, his soft breath along her forehead and cool lips pressing lingeringly against her face.

It was wonderful...

For a grand total of five seconds.

That was when the most painful, uncomfortable, and all around, unpleasant burning exploded around the vicinity of her nether regions.

For now, April bit her tongue, trying not to let Raphael know just how much pain she was in was proved to be quite the challenge. Every time she shifted to try and make the pain a little more tolerable just caused more agony to lit across her groin and her spine.

Were those nerves and muscles even connected somehow?

Opening her eyes to his smiling face made her kinda want to kill him for the pain she was experiencing. While not exactly up to murder, she still wanted an opportunity to beat the ever-loving crap out of him for causing this, but she supposed that could wait until after a cup of coffee.

Seconds later, April couldn't help but smile seeing how happy and downright, for lack of a better word, 'Perky' Raphael seemed to be this morning. It was now she realized Raphael probably needed to let laid even more than she did. She didn't think it was liable to change his whole personality, but she quickly summed it up to being the rise of endorphins running rampant through his system.

April wasn't gonna deny that even though her entire core felt like it was on fire, she still felt rather upbeat. As a matter of fact, the longer she looked at him, the more the kernel of love she felt toward the green eyed terrapin continue to grow. Something definitely shifted since last night and she felt utterly changed by the whole experience. Her lips were soon drawn to his and he more than happily obliged, quickly rolling on top of her. Inwardly groaning in pain at that action, the agony was quickly forgotten when he proceeded to kiss her until she was nearly breathless.

Once their kisses slowed to a lingering end, Raphael pulled away and smiled at her in a way she never saw before. His eyes were nearly sparkling and the drawbridge he usually put it up had been torn down as if it had never even been there. She could easily see every emotion he was feeling and more importantly, she knew her eyes reflected the same thing - no words were necessary.

Raphael uncharacteristically and rather affectionately, rubbed his snout along her nose and pecked her lips before finally speaking for the first time that morning,"Hey, since ya did such a bang up job wearing me out last night - how's about we go ahead and skip training today?"

April's smile fell before she attempted to slap him aside the head only for him to dodge it.

"Hey, that was a compliment! Besides, I was just kidding, O'Neil. Frankly, ya can barely turn over without flinchin'." Raphael continued as April's face proceeded to turn redder than a beet.

"Well, whose fucking fault was that - OUCH!" April said, realizing sitting up probably wasn't the best idea, but her mistake was caught a little too late.

In the span of a second, Raphael steadied her, sitting next to her on the bed.

"You okay?" he mumbled softly as his fingers brushing along her flushed cheeks and he intensely studied her face. April remained quiet, his scrutiny taking away her ability to form words as the desire she felt for him warm in the pit of her belly.

"Yeah..." she whispered in a barely audible rasp as she lifted her hand to brush a tumble of hair behind her ear.

"Good. Ya know, even though ya did kinda ask for it - cause screaming and askin' for 'harder' and 'faster' probably ain't the best things for a first timer..." he spoke with a wiggle of his brow ridges only to get slapped in the face.

"Hmph! I can't believe I ever wanted to sleep with you!" April growled, trying to shimmy out of his hold.

"Aw, come on, April! I was just joking!" Raphael mumbled, holding her closer to him. "Don't be mad at me, babe... C'mon..."

April pouted at him, slapping him along his plastron for good measure. April nearly jumped when she suddenly felt his hand cupping her groin.

"What in the actual hell do you think you're doing!?" April seethed.

April tensed but relaxed when she felt his fingers gently massaging the tender flesh between her legs. She met his eyes and her anger instantly melted away when she saw the concern lacing those beautiful green eyes.

She never could manage to stay mad at him for long...

"I'm sorry... I admit, that was really stupid of me to say... Please. I'm sorry..." Raph muttered, leaning over and kissing her on the forehead. "Listen, just let me help ya feel better. Can I get ya anything?"

April swore she was dreaming. While Raphael was nice (to her anyway) most of the time, he was never really nurturing per-say. To see him looking so concerned and offering to take care of her was nothing she was fully prepared to see.

"Huh?" April asked for lack of anything else better to say.

"What can I get for ya? How about some pain killers and uh - maybe a cup of coffee? I don't know how you drink that nasty crap, but I could try and take a crack at makin' it for ya if ya want."

"Really? You'd do that - for me?"

"Hell yeah. I'd do anything for ya, April. Ya know that."

She smiled, leaning over and kissing his snout. "Well if you're offering, a cup of coffee does sound pretty great and since a morphine and demoral drip doesn't seem to be available, I guess some pain-killers would work."

"Sure." Raphael replied, rubbing her tender flesh just a few more times and kissing her lips soundly before standing to his feet and making his way to the kitchen.

"Don't forget to wash your hands first."April sneered cheekily to his retreating back.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah..." Raphael mumbled in response.

April couldn't help but smile at the back of his head as he left the room. She gingerly laid back against her cool comforter and once in a position that wasn't laced with horrendous agony, she closed her eyes. The sounds from the kitchen carried over to the bedroom. Listening to Raphael's heavy footsteps making their way into the kitchen, the sound of him bustling around, doing mundane things such as making coffee made a warmth reverberate throughout her chest. It felt so comfortable and what she could only describe as 'homey'. It was this moment she realized that she never wanted to wake up anywhere else. This felt so perfect - so right - so wonder...

"AW, SHIT!" Raph screamed from the kitchen nanoseconds before a large crash of what could only be the sound of her father's $2,000 espresso machine hitting the floor, reverberated through the house.

April put her face in her hands, the wonderful visuals of her beloved boyfriend bringing her breakfast in bed wearing nothing but a frilly polka-dot apron quickly dissipated.

"What the hell was that?" April muttered through her hands, wondering why she was bothering to ask.

She was rewarded just a moment later when Raph popped his head back into the room with the look of sheer doom plastered on his face.

"Hey, April... Um... Due to unforeseen circumstances, yer coffee might take awhile before it's ready." Raphael spoke a moment later, a nervous smile on his face. "How about I make ya something else in the meantime? I know! How about cereal? I don't think I could screw that up."

April peered at him through her fingers and gave him a dry glare. "If anyone could, it'd be you, Raphael."

"Aww, I'm glad you think so highly of me, O'Neil. One bowl of cereal coming up!" he said, a cocky smirk lighting up his face as he disappeared from the doorway.

April sighed, her fingers dragging down her face, really not wanting to see the mess her boyfriend made but knowing she better go in and stop him before he had the chance to further destroy her house. She reached over the side of her bed and put on her fluffy yellow bathrobe and matching slippers before walking in her kitchen only to find a very guilt-ridden Raphael sweeping up the remains of the machine into a dustpan.

Approximately an hour later, the kitchen was clean. Her father was going to have a cow when he found the shattered remnants of his beloved coffee machine stuffed into a closet, but April was hoping Donnie would be able to help out with it before her father returned from his business trip. If not, she already planned an elaborate story of the Kraang ransacking the apartment and stealing it for the copper tubing. It was a stretch, but with the crazy shit they were always getting into - that story wasn't completely outside the realm of reality.

The worst part the grim reality facing her was having to live without a coffee pot until it was fixed or replaced - or until she convinced Raphael to put on a disguise in order to pick her up a cup of coffee from the Starbucks down the street. But really not wanting to wait until hell froze over, going coffee-less was not too bad. Sure, the lack of caffeine would affect her sooner or later, but as of right now, April wasn't going to complain.

Currently, she was fully medicated with the strongest Tylenol she could find and the excruciating pain in her nether regions below was now nothing more than a dull ache.

Yeah, she'd be hobbling like an ninety year old lady for the next few days, but as she lay propped up against Raph's plastron and enjoying a bowl of overly sweet cereal with her terrapin boyfriend while they watched a terrible horror movie on Netflix, she couldn't find it in herself to even give a damn.

The coffee could wait...

For three hours until Raph, who in hot balmy summer weather, was stuffed into: oversized sweatpants, huge khaki coat, hideous fedora hat, boots and gloves returned with an venti iced caramel macchiato.

The pout on his face did nothing to ease her pain as she erupted into a fit of uncontrollable laughter as she watched him struggle out of the tight clothes.

After her giggling died down, Raph was glaring at her from the edge of the bed, the condensation from the iced coffee dripping upon his lap. April bit her lip and scooted over to him. He seemed as cuddly as a porcupine with PMS right now, but he was so fucking adorable that April couldn't help but throw her arms around his neck and kiss his cool lips. While stiff and awkward at first, she was soon able to entice the reptile to kiss her back. Smiling against his lips, her hand pulled the cold drink from his grasp and placed it on the night stand next to the bed.

"Thank you for doing that for me." she whispered, removing the hat he was still wearing and throwing it atop the pile of clothes on the floor.

Raph tensed when he felt her hand suddenly cupped his groin.

"Now let me make it up to you."

...

Twenty minutes later, Raph lay back on the bed, his eyes nearly crossing from the pleasure his girlfriend had just given him. He groggily looked over to where she sat propped up with pillows against the headboard; her eyes glued to the screen ahead of her. He found her pink lips puckered as she eagerly sucked the melting iced coffee through the straw awfully distracting.

"Wow. What was that for?" Raphael mumbled breathlessly.

April pulled away from the straw for just a moment to look down at where he lay next to her. The edges of her lips tilted up slightly as she smiled at him.

"Gotta have my coffee."