This is super short to begin with, but I wanted to get it started to help me stay motivated.
The door to his bedroom was thrown wide open. It bounced off the wall and closed itself once more, but a figure had managed to slip in quickly before that happened.
"Wha?" Leo slurred, shooting straight up in bed. Out of instinct he reached up for his katanas, only finding air. As the fog cleared from his abrupt awakening, he recognized his brothers figure. "Raph?" he squinted at him in the darkness. Raph stood stock still starring at Leo. His eyes slightly unfocused. "What's wrong?" Leo pushed himself farther up. His brother never had come to him at night before. Something must be wrong. When Raph took his first step forward, it hit him like a wall. The stench of alcohol rolled off his brother in waves. "You've been drinking," Leo acknowledged. Still not responding, Raph moved even close until he was standing next to Leo's bed. His mouth opened and closed a few times. It was as Leo made to swing his legs out of bed that Raph made his move. He flung himself on top of Leo and pressed their mouths together. Raph's mouth slid sloppily off of Leo's, thanks to the alcohol, and instead latched onto his neck.
Leo gasped at the sudden sensation. He couldn't think. Couldn't breathe. Couldn't move. Couldn't... The person he wanted for so long was sucking on his neck. No, not a person a turtle. Not just any turtle, his brother. He gave his head a shake. What was he doing? Nothing. He was doing nothing. Except he was. He was enjoying it. A churr was ripped from his body unwillingly as teeth bite down hard on his shoulder. "Enough!" Leo's brain screamed at him. Throwing his brother off of him usually could be a challenge, but since he was drunk it made it much easier. He flew to the other side of the bed as Leo rolled out from under him to stand. "What the hell," he gasped, trying to settle his breathing and hide his own arousal.
Raph ignored him, as he hung his head over the side and began puking.
"Seriously?" Leonardo grumbled.