So, I have no idea how much story we're really gonna get here...but if I'm inspired enough, I'll continue.

"Hey guys!" April greeted as she entered the lair for movie night, plastic bags in tow.

"April!" Mikey, who had been reading in the pit, leapt up from his magazine to embrace his friend and eye her bags curiously. "Whatcha got there?"

"Popcorn and movies, like I promised." April smiled, trying not to seem anxious as she noticed the other turtles weren't in the room. "Where are your brothers?" She asked, breaking eye contact with Mikey so he couldn't detect her bashfulness. However, the normally oblivious turtle was rather perceptive when it came to emotion, and a huge grin crossed his features when he realized who April was really looking for.

"Donnie is in his lab, but Leo and Raph are in the gym. Why don't we split up to get them?" April was blushing madly now and set her bags down on the couch.

"Good idea, I'll go get Donnie." She volunteered, heading in the direction of the lab. Mikey chuckled to himself as the human teen practically raced to get to her boyfriend.

"That's adorable!" He gushed to himself when she was out of earshot.

...

As promised, April found Donnie in his lab, sitting at his desk and going over different notes and blueprints. Doing her best to be quiet (thanks, Master Splinter!) she crossed to the room, aiming to sneak up on him from behind.

"Hey there, stranger." April wound her arms around Donnie's neck from behind, dropping a kiss to his cheek. "Fancy meeting you here." April internally cheered when a gap-toothed grin lit up her favorite scientist's face, and the excited turtle grabbed her around the middle and pulled her onto his lap.

"Hey there." He nuzzled into her neck.

"What are you working on?" She asked, looking over the notes spread out over his desk.

"Just some upgrades to the T-phones." Donnie pressed his lips to April's pulse point. "I missed you." He whispered lowly into her soft skin.

"Donnie," April chuckled. "I just saw you yesterday, remember?" She hummed happily as more kisses peppered her neck.

"Well of course I do, I'd been missing you for a whole week." Donnie squeezed her a bit tighter. "Doesn't mean I didn't miss you." April hummed her agreement. Last night had been nice, even if her aunt had come upstairs for bed when their kissing had become a little less than innocent. Man, that had been frustrating. They had only ever gotten to make out once aside from that, and since neither of them hadn't had any experience it hadn't really been the best. However, this only really made her want to practice more, and having her aunt almost walk in was a total mood killer.

"I guess we didn't really get to spend a bunch of time...together, yesterday." April reflected, the meaning apparent in her tone. Donatello stiffened.

"I...no. I guess we didn't." He agreed, laughing nervously. In all seriousness, Donatello loved kissing April. Thankfully, it was something they could actually do, since his DNA decided a human mouth was the best fit for him, so dropping little pecks to her neck, or nose, or head, or cheeks, or lips was something he could do easily. But... at the same time, though...he barely had any lips. And...his mouth and tongue were kind of bigger than hers. So when it came to full on making out...he was just a tad bit apprehensive about kissing her. Really, he liked her face, he didn't want to suck it off accidentally (he knows that won't really happen, okay? But the potential for embarrassment was still pretty high).

"Is something wrong?" Donatello's train of thought was interrupted and he found himself staring into April's big blue eyes, eyes that always seemed to draw the truth out of him. He figured he may as well confess his fear; it's not like April would judge him.

"I'm just...we're...very different. And, full-on kissing, like, making out...would be..."

"Awkward?" April guessed. Donatello groaned and nuzzled into the crook of her neck.

"Yes." He admitted.

"Donnie-" April started, but was cut off from a timid knock on the door of the lab."

"Um...guys?" Came Leonardo's voice. "Are you coming to movie night? Raph's getting a little impatient, and he was on his way here but I figured you'd rather it be me...um, anyway, the popcorn and stuff is all ready, we're just waiting on you two. Unless you're...busy, or something...then I'll just...go..." April was doing her best to hold back her giggles; Leo's insistence on being gentlemanly was adorable, but he clearly couldn't stop thinking about what Donnie and April may have been doing to behind the door and it was flustering him, to say the least.

"Can't we just stay here?" Donnie whispered. "You're so soft, and we haven't cuddled much since last week..." April shook her head and lifted Donnie's chin with her knuckle so his face was level with hers and gave him a lingering kiss.

"Come on, Donnie. You've been excited about seeing Iron Man for weeks. We'll talk about this later." She hopped out of his lap and went to the door. "Hey Leo! Sorry we kept you waiting." The two began chatting casually and headed for the living room while Donnie tapped his notes into neat piles and then jogged to catch up.

"Finally!" Raph called when he saw them approaching. "Geez Donnie, you just saw her last night. That wasn't enough 'alone time' for you?" Donnie glared at his brother and sat down on the sofa, smiling when April sat on his lap and leaned against his plastron. He wrapped his arms around her with a contented hum; maybe he could get some snuggle time in after all.

...

"That movie rocked!" Donnie was gushing while he walked April home. "I gotta say, the script was pretty seamless, and I can even forgive a few of the scientific inaccuracies. I loved that part with the-" April was having trouble listening to his words; she was too focused on his bouncing steps and beaming grin to keep track of his lighting-fast observations and critiques. Donnie had seemed so beaten down for weeks, it was nice to see him really excited about something (other than her, of course). When his words finally slowed down she felt safe to interject,

"I'm so glad you liked it, Donnie, I really thought it would be up your alley." Donnie gave her hand a squeeze.

"You sure do know me well, April O'Neil." As they came to her bedroom window he opened it for her and stepped to the side, "I'm one shell of a lucky guy." April smiled and tugged on his hand once she'd slipped through the window, prompting him to follow.

"And I'm a lucky girl." She said lowly. "You really are something, Hamato Donatello." She changed the subject quickly, apparently ready to continue their conversation earlier (Well, Donnie figured, April had never really been one for stalling or putting things off.) Her sky-colored eyes were half lidded and sultry, a look Donnie had only seen once before.

"Uhhh, April..." He started to panic as she approached him. What if he did this wrong? How much movement was too much? When did he use his tongue? Where was he supposed to put his hands? "I thought we were gonna-"

"Donnie." She placed a finger over his lips, silencing him. "Calm down. The only thing I have to say on the subject is that practice makes perfect, okay?" She lovingly ran her hand over his cheek. "It's you, and me, and no one else. And there's no right or wrong way to do this. Just whatever works for us, okay?" She removed her finger and waited for protest, but there was none. Donatello simply nodded and reached out to hug her.

"As usual, you're right." He smiled. "So...you, you want to practice now?" April leaned up to his lips,

"Yes." She replied, closing the distance between them. Donatello began to relax, this was somewhat familiar territory. Should he just follow her lead? He supposed that was the easiest way to do it. So when she kissed him again, he kissed her too. They took it slowly, getting used to the way their lips interlocked and moved, until they found a rhythm of sorts. Donnie's hands began to wander, entwining in April's fiery red ponytail and then cupping her jaw. She moved her head, changing the angle of the kiss, and brushed her tongue over his lips. Almost instinctively, Donnie opened his mouth and fought the urge to gasp when their tongues brushed.

This was what he had been really nervous about, but he found it...not as messy and strange as he thought it would be. He could really taste April, something he hadn't expected, and offhandedly wondered how he tasted to her.

Wait. Waitwaitwaitwaitwait.

He was kissing...really kissing April. This wasn't that pre-battle rushed attempt at intimate kissing they had done before (not that he regretted that, because he didn't. Even if there had been way too many teeth involved in the process.), this was slow, and languid, and delicious, and them. This was the kind of kiss he had dreamed about for so long. He could run his hands over his back, hold her closer, hold her up for better access, just feel April in a way he never had. He had so many more options now, and just because he had opened his mouth.

But...he hadn't tried any of those things yet, and he wanted to, so really, he needed to perfect his basic kissing technique before he moved on to more advanced maneuvers. That was the way Sensei had taught him, right?

Practice makes perfect, doesn't it? And oh, was he going to enjoy the practice.

Ta da! Another chapter! Hope you all enjoyed. i'm debating about what the third chapter should be...it's probably boob-involved though, so the rating may change yet again. Anyway, if you want more story, please review, I'm having trouble staying inspired on this one.