Under Wraps (TmnT 2014 Universe Based)

Rated M - explicit adult situations / Raphael

"Fuck! I can't take this much longer!" Raphael growled and chucked a sai across his room. It struck an old boom box and shattered the speaker before crashing to the floor. He had been pacing around and trying to distract himself for the past two hours, to no avail. Even sparring with his brothers proved to be useless as it did not take away his anxiety. If he didn't do something soon, he would go insane. He peered down at his bed, sheepishly contemplating doing it the normal way, but that only satisfied him temporarily and there was no way he'd ever find a partner to reciprocate.

At thirty-four years old, he was way past his teenage antics of jerking off. He so desperately wanted to experience the real deal, but no human would ever consent to that. Not even a close friend. Raph tossed himself into bed and stare up at the ceiling, twirling his other sai as he shut his eyes and pictured his close lady-friend April. He'd only ever seen her in a bathing suit or yoga apparel, which gave him a nice view of her figure. Even when she was pregnant with Casey's child, he found her attractive. However, he would never bring up such a delicate topic or even suggest sleeping with his best friend's wife. That would be complicated and April would never go for it anyway. Casey would kill him! Still, he couldn't help how he felt about females and still found himself wanting companionship, including a one-night stand if he so chose.

Raph spun around the sai a few more times before dropping it on the nightstand. His thoughts of April caused a stirring in his stomach and he found his hand slowly wandering down to his belt and loincloth. Before he attempted to undo the buckle, he stopped himself and swore up a storm, pissed off and annoyed that he couldn't have what humans did and resorting to teenage antics made his anger much worse. He pulled himself upright and jammed his sai back into his belt and fetched the other, ripping it out of the boom box. He marched out of his room and into the open living room of the lair where his brothers resided. They were busy. Leo was practicing meditation, trying to reach a place that their father had when he was alive. Michelangelo was busy running around on his Omni, eyes covered by an Oculus rift, and screaming at a video game. Raph couldn't understand how Mikey could play so much, but at least he got exercise on the Omni and that headgear prevented him from seeing his brothers and bothering them. Donatello wasn't in the living room, but Raph figured he was in the lab as usual.

Casually, Raph crossed the room, intending to go to the surface, before Leo managed to come out of his trance and stop him.

"Where you goin'?" Leo asked.

Raph cringed briefly, but kept his composure. "Above…for a run."

"Want some company? I haven't been out the last two nights."

"No. I've been itchin' to get out and take a walk by myself."

Leo frowned, "Suit yourself. Stay out of trouble."

Raph smirked and pulled the tiny toothpick from his teeth, "I always do, don't I?"

The frown on Leo's face turned into a half smile, "Sure… like last time when you busted a store robbery, nearly had your photo taken, and sent the burglar to the hospital for a fractured pelvis. This time, just stay on the roofs and let the police handle the petty thieves, hm?"

"Whatever, Splinter-junior…" Raph replied and hastily moved for the ladder.

Out in the cool night air, Raph always felt free. The rooftops were his territory and he'd be damned to let anyone stop him from enjoying his alone-time above. This was the best distraction he could think of to get his mind in the right direction. As he leapt from building to building, he thought about his brothers and how they always appeared capable of keeping themselves in check. He was most certain that behind the scenes they griped about not having partners or dreamt of taking the plunge one day. It was something they never discussed out in the open except for the time when their father explained the birds and the bees to them as best as he could. Being the only sentient turtles on the planet made it a difficult conversation, not to mention the boys were really uncomfortable and shy to discuss it at the time. The closest anatomically correct being was the human after they were mutated and so the boys had looked at a science book while Splinter explained the nature of human sexuality and reproduction. Raph never said a word that night, avoiding questions, unlike his brother Donatello who looked at it from a scientific point of view. Leo and Mikey were red and occasionally asked a question. It wasn't to say that the topic didn't interest him, but he did a pretty good job pretending he didn't care.

Deciding to take a breather, Raph stopped on an apartment complex and relaxed against the brick wall. He peered out at the city and watched the lights flicker, the honking of the traffic below, and the chattering of the people below. He was never fond of humans, but had to hand it to them for providing his family with necessities for survival. Some of them were okay…

A good twenty minutes passed and Raph figured it was time to move on. He tightened his do-rag and prepared to jump for the next building until he heard the sound of human cries, one that seemed pained and desperate. He withdrew his sais and prepared to look for the human in trouble. He ran around the roof of the building and determined the cries to be coming from a balcony below. He leapt over the side and landed softly on the cement, just mere inches from the window where the cries erupted. It was important to remain stealthy and judge the situation before rushing in. Decades of impatience and mistakes taught him to retain a more patient fighting style, something Splinter periodically tried to teach but he did not learn until he nearly got himself killed. Oh well, better late than never. He prepared to attack and quickly peered into the window…

There was a sheer curtain shielding him from the view of whoever was in the apartment, but he could clearly see the occupants…and he was immediately stunned.

There was no attack going, in fact, it was quite the opposite. Raph's jaw dropped when he saw the lovely visage of a woman's face in the heat of the moment. She was sitting atop a man, grinding her hips into his and bouncing gently as he penetrated. For a split second, Raph was mesmerized and then backed himself up on the balcony in panic. Luckily the couple could not see him from their angle, but he was shaken none the less. He took a breath and closed his eyes, embarrassed at what he'd just witnessed and quickly replaced his sais in his belt again. He relaxed against the brick wall, deciding that this was clearly not where he should be, but his legs refused to move for some reason. Even though his eyes were closed, he could still hear the woman moan and gasp. Occasionally she would speak about her partner's attributes, which weirded Raph out, but he really liked how pleasant her voice sounded. Suddenly he felt that odd sensation in his belly again and it was ow traveling to his groin. "Fuck…" he muttered.

It was absolutely necessary that he leave before he risked getting caught. The last thing he wanted was his brothers calling him a peeping tom, but the woman's cries kept him put. Then it couldn't be helped. Every time she made a noise, Raph pictured himself as the cause of her moans. He saw an image in his head of a girl lying underneath him, scratching at him, digging her nails into his shoulders as she moved from phase to phase of rapture. A symphony of noise pleasured his ears as she would react to every one of his caresses and thrusts.

Raph was brought back to reality when he heard the woman scream in utmost satisfaction and he quickly looked back into the window and saw her head back, breasts protruding towards the man who was now finishing up inside her. Oh how Raph envied that guy and he watched as the couple cuddled, almost looking as though they were preparing for round two. He was suckling at the woman's breast and she was raking her nails among his back. Raph couldn't take watching any longer, feeling like a huge pervert. He ditched the scene when he realized he was getting off on it.

A safe few miles away, Raph was reeling from what he just witnessed and took it easy in an abandoned warehouse. He was trying so hard to bring his thoughts elsewhere and fight off his painful erection which was begging for his attention. No matter how tempting it was, Raph ignored it. He was stronger than his primal urges! He had to be!

Of course his mind had other ideas and he found himself returning to the imagery of nude women, particularly that one from the apartment. Sometimes he visualized April's face on that girl's body and made his internal struggle a pain in the ass. To distract himself, he tried punching a few beams of wood, shattering them, and taking out a few old doors, but it didn't help. In minutes he found himself sitting up against a wall, touching his length and preparing to masturbate until he released his frustrations.

"No!" he shouted and let go of his cock. "There's no fucking way I'm spending the rest of my life a virgin!" He growled as he climbed to his feet and immediately went to the roof of the building to start scouring the area. From the fire escape Raph looked down at the buildings nearby. Humans were filing out and he began studying every single female that exited. Obviously they were all businessmen and women and not likely ones who spent much time in a fighting situation other than a few visits to the gym a week. He looked at all the potentials.

"Christ, women are so skinny these days," he sneered at a couple of blonde women who exited a retail establishment. He didn't like how the media portrayed a "perfect" figure and how these crazy women strived to look like toothpicks. He'd take a full-figured gal any day. He continued to stare at the ladies as they filed out of the buildings to head for home. Some he dug, others he didn't. After the crowd thinned out, Raph had focused his attention on one woman and he kept pace with her as she moved along the street, occasionally jumping a roof to keep up with her. He really liked her long thick hair, brown with nice auburn highlights. He determined her body type to be thick, judging by how her clothes fit. She carried a large bag, likely for work and she held a planner in her hands. She was staring at it. Probably planning her next day. This woman had a little wiggle in her walk, one that he really liked.

It was around ten by the time the women arrived in a much quieter neighborhood. Raph thought she'd never reach her destination and waited for her to enter her home. She had a nice place. The lawn was well cared for and she had lovely rose bushes lining the trim. It appeared she had no car. So she favored walking.

Raph climbed down the building and made sure there were no other humans around. At one point he almost lost a visual on the girl, but her super pale skin shone in the moonlight and disappeared again as she entered her house. Raph crept up to a window sill and peered inside, seeing her drop her belongings on a chair before kicking off her shoes. Her coat came off last and she dropped it on top of her bag, so now he could clearly see her figure. That pencil skirt of hers clung tightly to a nice set of hips and her rear was lush. He was practically drooling at the sight and found that his erection had come back stronger tun ever. His mind battled with his body about what to do with this predicament. He told himself over and over to just leave, but his limbs disobeyed. As soon as the woman disappeared into another room of her house, Raph slid a sai into the sill and pushed the glass up slowly until he was able to get through. Then he chose to hide himself in a room adjacent to the living room, waiting for the girl to reappear.

At one point he had to wonder what he was doing there. Why was he doing this? Before more questions were asked, he heard her and slinked back into the darkness as she appeared in the living room, now dressed in a tank top and nylon shorts. She moved towards her kitchen bar and reached for the newspaper sitting on top of the pile of mail. She flipped it open and retrieved a bottle of water from her fridge. Her eyes didn't leave the page after she sat down on a stool and Raph felt he could make his move. In a flash he threw his sai at the ceiling light, shattering it and darkening the room, startling the girl. She was now off her chair and panicking, crying out questions like "Who's there?!"

His eyes were adjusted to the darkness and he amusingly watched as she stumbled around the room until she found the light switches on the wall. Frantically she tried to turn on the light, but it was no use and she then rushed back to the kitchen. Raph quickly leapt from his hiding spot to catch her before she flicked on the kitchen lights and he grabbed her arm. She instantly screamed and his hand flew up to her mouth to silence her. Her legs flailed wildly and she was attempting to dislodge herself from his grasp. He could feel her fingernails digging into his forearms but it was nothing. He almost laughed at her feeble attempt to get free, but instead he commanded her to stop.

"Enough!" he shouted, scaring her temporarily. The boom of his voice was overwhelming and she was damn near putty in his arms for a moment. Then he felt her starting to shake and figured he'd attempt to ease her fears. "I'm not gonna hurt ya," he said softly, but it did very little to calm her and she kept shaking, "I just…wanna have sex…"

Even though he didn't like that he terrified her, his inner self loved every second of this. He kind of liked overpowering this girl, as wrong as it was. But he was true to his word and would not harm her physically. With one arm, he gripped her around the waist and lifted her, bringing her into the kitchen. He told her to retrieve duct tape, which she pulled out of a drawer and under his instruction, she unwound a piece. Raph easily ripped through the tape with a sai.

Upon seeing the weapon, she struggled a little again, not believing him when he said he wouldn't hurt her. She attempted to scream but Raph brought his weapon within her sights again and told her to quiet down. Afterwards, he slapped the piece of tape over her mouth. Now that her screams were muffled, he could take both her arms and push her forward. It was a one story house, making it easy to find her bedroom. She tried to make their short walk as hard as possible for him, but he simply picked her up and carried her forward. Once in the room, Raph tossed her on the bed and with the duct tape still in hand, he quickly climbed on top of her before she could escape and taped one of her hands to a bed post. He felt a swift knee to his stomach and then a groan released from her throat. She'd hit his plastron and wound up injuring herself. She'd have a nice black and blue mark for a while and he continued to wrap tape around her foot. Once two of her limbs were secured, her left foot and right hand, he went straight to work on her.

Her shirt ripped apart easily as he yanked upwards with a sai and he really liked what he saw. A red sports bra. "Very nice, sweetheart," he commented and reached for the zipper. He wouldn't dare rip up a garment bearing his favorite color. He tugged the zipper gently, exposing her bare skin to the cool air. In her shame, she squeezed her eyes shut and turned her head, sobbing and sniffling. Raph could see the soft curve of her breasts and while he was shy at first, he touched her skin just below the soft mounds. He swallowed hard before bravely moving his hand upwards, letting his fingers explore and squeeze while he listened to her every sound. She cringed and tried to pull away with every touch. It was obvious she was pleading and for some strange reason, Raph was getting a bit of satisfaction having complete control over the situation. He brushed her loose hand away for the third time and scooted himself down so his face was parallel with her chest and he decided to take the plunge. He dove for her chest, latching onto her breast.

Her hand flew up to his neck and she tried to push him away, but he only grabbed her wrist harshly and pushed it into the sheets. He was crushing her body underneath his, likely outweighing her by over a hundred pounds of pure muscle. Escape was an impossibility and she knew this.

The girl's tears fell, trickling down the sides of her face and disappearing into her hairline behind her ears. She looked at her attacker, but could barely see more than his huge silhouette. From what she could make out, he was possibly bald and wearing a mask and a backpack. His strength was overwhelming, not human at all. She was too ashamed to look any further down, because he was thoroughly enjoying her body. His hot tongue was running all over her flesh, making her body quake and betray her. Regardless, she would never allow her feelings to submit to his whims and so she tried to put her mind into a safe place. It wouldn't last…

She gasped when he suctioned his lips around an areola and tugged gently. It was more of a squelching sound since her mouth was sealed and her sinuses were going crazy due to her tearful plight. Her breathing picked up out of fear and for good reason.

Raph was reaching for his sai once again, backed up off her, and he buried the metal underneath the fabric of her shorts, catching her undergarments as well and he yanked hard, splitting the material enough so he could remove it easily and toss it aside. As dark as it was in the room, Raph could just make out the juncture of her legs and she was cinching her legs together as best she could, having one tied with tape to a post.

For the moment, her free arm was flailing around again, to his amusement. She attempted to hide herself by haphazardly covering her chest. With Raph sitting on her legs, there was no chance in hell she could prevent him from accessing the rest of her body. He shifted his position and took hold of her free leg, hooking her knee and pushing it towards her chest, slightly maneuvering it so it was pointing at an angle towards the ceiling. Her nether region was exposed to him, terrifying her. Her hand shot out in an attempt to strike him as he lowered his plastron to the mattress between her legs, but he caught it and intertwined his fingers between hers as best he could with only three digits. He held both her hand and leg tightly before bringing his face down to her skin and breathing in her scent. It was musky and pleasant to his senses. After a few more breaths of the aphrodisiac, he could no longer contain himself and let his tongue slide out. She was wiggling fiercely, but not for long…

His long wet muscle started at the very bottom of her vulva, tickling at first and then he lay the entirety of his tongue's surface on the whole slit and dragged it upwards. She froze, unsure if it was from sheer terror or extreme desire. Then she felt his tongue again and the heat of his breath for a second time, beginning in the same spot. Only this time, he dragged his tongue partially up and dipped it into her folds, exploring as though he'd never had the opportunity before. She tried to squash her legs together again to make it stop, but his grip refused to humor her. In fact, her movement made it worse as he pushed her leg even farther to the side, opening her legs wider. She was groaning and crying, hoping that he might take pity and end this torment. Instead, she received even more tongue penetration. He was having a power trip on every sound she gave off.

After a few minutes, Raph started to taste something unusual and realized that her body was finally reacting to his advances, whether she liked it or not. In fact, so was his. Once again, his erection was standing tall and hard, waiting at his beck and call. For now, he would ignore it since he really enjoyed lapping at her. Eventually, she flooded his mouth and the fluid trickled down his jaw and neck. His tongue could only go so far inside and out of curiosity, he wanted to see what it was like inside. Since the girl was no longer thrashing about, he released her leg and wedged it beneath his elbow. Then he pushed a solitary finger inside her and felt along her soft walls.

"It's like…velvet. No. Pillows?" he muttered and twisted his digit around some more. The moisture coated his finger and made its reentry so easy. When he withdrew it, a good amount came with. Her leg was moving again and she tried as a last resort to push him away by kicking at his chest. "No go, girly," he said calmly and recaptured her foot. He released her hand, allowing it to move about while he reached down to his belt and undid the clasp. Once it was apart, he unwrapped it from his body and dropped it and the loincloth aside. Nothing else stood in his way. His cock was screaming at this point and he figured, what the hell? He reared up on his haunches and took hold of her captive leg. He ripped the duct tape with a good yank and hooked both of her legs in his arms while pressing forward until her lower back curled slightly. His member rested on her pubic bone and he was prepping himself until he noticed her face. She was staring up at him, squinting, trying to get an idea about who he was. It was impossible to see her eye color or her full expression, but her silence said more than enough. She wasn't happy and something told him she was going to make this as hard for him as she possibly could.

He had no intentions to harm her, like he said earlier, but nothing would stop him from scaring her a little bit. He reached for his belt nearby on the edge of the mattress and pulled a sai out. He brought the weapon up to her face and dragged the cold metal down her cheek while he pulled the piece of tape away from her mouth. "Don't scream," he said in an even tone.

Once the tape was removed, she immediately barked out, "Fuck, why are you doing this to me?!"

"I'm not gonna answer that, because even I'm not sure. I know for one thing though, I freed your mouth for a good reason." He then readjusted his position.

"What? Why?" she asked, worried that something was going to happen to her jaw.

"This!" he said quickly and drove his entire length into her hot and soaking wet cunt.

She cried out in temporary pain, not used to a member of this magnitude. It stretched her so wide…

"I wanted to hear you wail as I entered you for the first time." He paused for a moment, ignoring her cries as he took in her heat. She surrounded him like a warm silky blanket. She was so slippery as he moved in and out slowly, just to get an idea of how this worked. The moonlight was very minimal, but peeked through her curtains and a splotch of light illuminated the edge of the bed. He wanted to see…

Raph grasped her hips and turned her body towards the light. Then he had it all…

"Oh…wow. So that's…incredible," he said, peering down at their joined bodies. His long dark length had been swallowed up by her. Her soft and slick folds hugged him, kissed him, embraced him. When he moved slightly, her petals stretched a little and then scrunched back up when he entered again. He had to know, wanted to see, feel it…

The poor girl didn't like to be gawked at and she was begging for him to stop, but he was insisting. She dropped her hand down to her genitals, attempting to hide herself, but he took her hand in his.

"Ain't nothin' to be ashamed of, sweetheart."

"I don't want this," she sobbed.

Raph held onto her hand as he started thrusting. The friction brought him so much pleasure and excitement. He kept his sai in hand in case she decided to make a sudden move, but it was more of a scare tactic really. He could control her with or without the weapon. "Just try to relax. I promised you earlier I wouldn't hurt you."

"You think this isn't hurting me?" she blurted out. He ignored her and continued, much to her dismay, "You're still holding a weapon to me!"

That got Raph to stop and he dropped the sai on the floor. "Better?"

"No! You're still….UGH!" Her voice was cut off when his hand pushed against her throat. She wasn't completely cut off, but it was difficult to breathe and she was frightened. Then her attacker leaned forward, pressing his weight on her again and they were face to face, his hot breath on her cheeks. She shook her head back and forth and squeezed her eyes shut.

"Look at me, now," he commanded and ran his fingers down the side of her face. He entwined them in her hair as he waited for her to obey.

Afraid that he would be cross, she cracked her lids a little and saw a terrifying image before her. They were so close that his every facial detail was visible. He clearly was not human, as she'd guessed. Was he a demon? She did have some beliefs in the supernatural, so perhaps he was an incubus? She said to herself over and over again to not piss it off, otherwise it may try to kill her. Tomorrow she will wake up and all of this will be gone. Too afraid to move, she waited for his next demand.

There wasn't one…

Raph then did something he never thought he'd have the chance of doing. He pressed his lips to hers, half expecting her to bite him, but that never came. Her body was still shaking but she was actually reciprocating! Did she figure out that she wasn't going anywhere and it was just better to give in? Either way, he kind of liked it and pressed for more. Taking full control of the kiss, Raph coaxed her into parting her lips and letting his tongue slide in.

No longer was he the one to lead every single move. Her hips began meeting his and he picked up the pace. It was only a matter of minutes before he felt that boiling pot of emotions preparing to explode. She appeared to be in the same place, so he continued his thrusts until he felt her shudder and heard her release. Her mouth fell open and she sucked in huge breaths of air. It almost sounded as if she couldn't get enough oxygen to sustain herself. She ended her high with a feminine groan, one that forced him to finish. Like a normal session of private time at home, Raph felt his rush of cum shoot through his groin and spill into her body. Extremely satisfied for the first time since his initial masturbation as a teenager, Raph fell to the side, tired.

The girl remained on her back for a moment, trying to take in what just happened. Now would the creature leave? She didn't know. He was just lying there on her comforter. She looked at the tape surrounding her wrist, cuffing her to the bed and she started to fiddle with it. Eventually she managed to slide her hand from the binding and slowly she swung her feet over the edge of the bed. Perhaps she could make a run for help now that the creature was resting. She carefully pulled herself to her feet and then made a dash for the door.

She didn't get far. Raph had her around the waist in a split second. "You're rambunctious aren't ya? I suppose a thanks in in order?" he said. "But since ya in a hurry, I think I'll just take my leave." Without a second thought, Raph used his fingers and pushed on a pressure point in her neck, causing her to keel over. Once she was in her deep sleep, Raph carried her back over to the bed and lay her back down. He needed to take care of her, clean her, and do a once over of the room to remove any evidence that he'd been there. He removed all traces of tape on her bedposts and her body. Her washed her down with a cloth he'd taken from her closet, particularly around her genitals and thighs. Her shredded clothes on the floor would go with him and he redressed her in an outfit similar to what she was wearing when she was preparing for bed. All of his gear was back in its rightful place on his body and he took a plastic bag to stuff her ripped garments in. A wipe down of the surfaces in the house he'd touched and a quick check on the girl later, he exited the same way he entered and made sure everything was left exact. A couple of blocks away, he disposed of the clothing and cloth in a dumpster and took off for home.

It was nearing 1 a.m. He was tired, but feeling satisfied, though his mind held a bit of guilt. He just forced himself on a human. He wasn't fond of them, but he had no right to do what he just did and had he been human himself, he probably would have turned himself over to the police. The guilt alone would likely eat him alive, but he was considering talking to Leo about the incident. What would his older brother do? Sure as hell would not send him to a police station. He could see being punished for a year in the hashi. Ugh…how he dreaded that. Splinter used to make them all do that!

Raph found the nearest manhole cover and pulled back the lid. Maybe he should talk to Don first? As the second eldest brother, Don was a bit more level headed and would probably refrain from kicking the shit out of him right away, not that he didn't deserve it.

The walk back to the lair was long it seemed. He trudged through the sewage, shoulders slumped and his head hanging. "Oh fuck, what've I done?" There was no way he could face his brothers again if they found out, so he decided to keep this hidden from them.

End.