Omg, it's not tcest!
I really wanted to write something from a character I have nothing in common with. Angel fits the bill perfectly.
Oh, and, please imagine her at an age where her having sex isn't totally squick-worthy, which probably means this happens a few years after the series. Enjoy!
All of a sudden Angel has a really terrible idea, and she clamps down on the thought before it can grow and change her body language. With the thought safely frozen, she excuses herself to the bathroom, slams the door, and thinks furiously.
Okay. It's spring. Mating season. She knows that. April had an embarrassing talk with her last February on what to expect from the guys and how to deal. And it was pretty much what she'd already learned about boys just from being a young girl who used to hang out with Purple Dragons. The main difference is, the turtles have things like honor and discipline. She's pretty sure she'd rather be locked in a small room during mating season naked with one of the guys than in a big room holding a knife with a Purple Dragon who's decided he wants her. The turtle would turn around and maybe even offer her his mask. She almost giggles at the thought, and then gets her mind back on track.
Mating season. And it's really tough this year, for some reason. Sometimes it's just worse, April told her, after Leo and Donnie nearly took each other's heads off last week, scaring her half to death. And this year it's worse.
So. The idea. Angel's not a virgin, and she trusts the guys with her life. With her safety. With her… body. She could ease their suffering. She shivers at the idea, then makes herself think it through.
It would have to be all of them. Of course. That's the whole idea. Okay. She can… probably handle that. And… she'd probably have to have them keep it from each other, at least at first. There's no way she could walk into a room and say, "Hey guys! Have at me!"
She giggles again, and then checks the time. She can get away with a few more minutes in here.
She'd definitely have to keep it from April. And Casey. Hoo boy. Definitely those two. Especially Casey. If he ever finds out…
And that's when she knows she's going to do it. She's really going to do it. She thinks about that. And smiles. It's a pretty good idea. She wants to help them, release some tension and give them something they'll probably never get otherwise. Her intentions are good, so what could possibly go wrong?
Famous last words, she thinks, and chooses to ignore the saying about hell and good intentions.
The first one she approaches is Mikey. He's easy going, playful, and feels like the closest to her own age.
She decided earlier that the best approach is seduction. Asking them will almost certainly result in rejection. Probably. They're honorable, but they are still boys. Truthfully, she started with Mikey because she's a little afraid of what Raphael or Leonardo will do. Well. Not that kind of afraid. But still…
So. Mikey. His eyes are wide, and she steps forward to hide her trembling, shedding her shirt as she does so, leaving only her bra. Mike swallows and steps backward, bumping into her side table. She finds that funny. She's never had a guy back away from her before. She smiles.
"It's okay, Mikey," she says soothingly. "Don't be scared."
But he keeps backing away and soon he's gone, having climbed out the window. Angel stares after him, and then sits down on her bed, frowning.
After that is Donnie.
Mikey won't look at her now, but that's okay. It's not like she's going to push him. If he doesn't want to, then that's fine.
Donnie actually tries to talk her out of it. She finds that sweet, but in the end he leaves too.
Raph, then. And he actually lets her kiss him. She manages to shed a few clothes, and then he shoves her away, a little roughly, and shakes his head helplessly. She really tries, then (she's never had to try before, and she's shocked to discover she doesn't really know how), but it's no use, and he leaves too.
Leo comes to her, but not for that.
His brothers have all told him what she's done, and he tries to understand, to dissuade her. She lets him speak until she is sure there's no use in trying, and then she tells him to shove off and walks out on him. She can't stand seeing another shell retreating from her.
Then April comes to talk to her, and she shuts her out, literally slamming the door in her face, more hurt than she can put into words that this has backfired so catastrophically. It had seemed so simple back there in the bathroom, so charitable. Why did they have to go and make it so complicated?
She knows then what she's going to do, and she desperately wants someone to talk her out of it. But April has left already, and her Grandma is out, and Ryan is too, and so she puts on her jacket (the short one), walks out the front door, down the street, through the alleyways and to the club. She stands for a moment across the street, looking at the flashing lights and listening to the music thumping, wishing she felt like crying. She moves to take a step forward, and then a hand is on her shoulder. She whips around, and it's Mikey, looking at her softly. The tears do come then, and he envelops her in a hug, and she lets him lead her away.
Complicated or not, they're family. And family takes care of each other.