Well it's TMNT ©. And ya know what everyone says: I don't own them… Pity.
About the whole thing: It's going to be sort of a set of oneshots, short stories and drubbles based on plots, ideas and thoughts I dont' want to turn into complete stories. PProbably, most of them will be 'adult themed'. ^_^ Different genres if I'll manage to... Hope you'll enjoy it. And as always any tips and comments are welcome, cause It's important for me to know your opinion. Thank You for reading!!
What it takes to confess: Raph&Don. Sometimes perverted lizards are necessary to let your feelings be acknowledged by the one you desire... ^_^ Silly... I know... Sorry for that.
WHAT IT TAKES TO CONFESS...
"Raph…" Don's voice was quiet and calm. "Who… Who did you imagine back there?"
Red masked ninja grasped the edges of the bench tighter, staring at metal floor and desperately hoping to hear the sound of siren that would mean they were about to land or a warning about approaching meteorite ready to hit this spaceship or heavy footsteps of guards intending to drag him out of this small cell and use as practice dummy to waste some time… Anything just as long as it could give him opportunity not to answer.
"Why?" Raphael asked hoarsely.
"Well… You seemed to like it…" Donatello shrugged, looking into illuminator and not turning around. "And I'm just wondering who you were thinking about."
Hothead swallowed, locking his gaze on one spot. They all had been caught by some alien lizards and brought to this ship that was now heading towards lizard's home with few more different creatures from different planets. All prisoners were separated in pairs and locked in small cells, just like he and Don. They hoped Leo and Mikey were also together.
"Some… Some girl… Like one from TV show." Raph grunted, forcing himself to speak. "It doesn't really matter. Let's just forget it, ok?"
Genius hummed softly, his palm pressed against the wall near illuminator. Dark green mutant just hoped his brother was satisfied and didn't want to continue this talk, because he personally didn't have such wish. Lizards were quite bored with long flight and moved from one cell to another making prisoners entertain them. Unfortunately, they had very specific tastes… When they had appeared in the aperture of their cell, Raphael and Donatello had been prepared for everything; well they had thought so, because obviously order to get onto knees and give 'awesome blowjob if they don't want to see their brothers dead' hadn't been on turtles' expectation list. Lizards had been too fastidious to have such an intimate contact with some 'alien scum', but they definitely had desired to watch so it had ended with Raph's shell pressed against the wall and Don's mouth on his throbbing flesh…
Don's hot, wet, amazing mouth that is…
"Girl…" Donatello tilted his head slightly. "Hmmm… Then why did you moan my name when you came?"
Oh crap… Crap, crap, crap…
Raphael's heart thumped so loudly in his chest that he was afraid Don could actually hear it. Why had he moaned? Because he had been lusting after his brother for what looked like damn eternity, that's why! Raph gritted his teeth. Because he was fucking sick pervert, that's why! Hothead let out quiet frustrated growl. Because when he had felt Donatello's harsh breathing on his member he had forgotten about cursed grinning lizards, spaceship and everything around, that's why!
Oh Shell, Don was probably horribly disgusted with him…
"S-sorry…" Raphael muttered hardly audible.
Where's that damn meteorite when you need one?!
"They said I acted convincing, trying to pretend that I liked it. And that they will come again to watch." Donatello said still not turning around. "Idiots…" He rubbed the wall lightly, tracing some scratches with his finger. "I didn't pretend."
It took Raphael ten seconds to realize the meaning of Don's words, almost a minute to believe it and much longer to remember again how to breathe after that. He was still gasping for air when genius went to his bench, laid down and turned to his right side, facing the wall.
"But don't expect me to do this all the time only because I had been dreaming to do it for the whole eternity." Donatello muttered slowly. "Next time – you're on your knees."