Chapter 3

Rated: M

Pairing: Raphael x April O' Neil (2k12)

Summary: It'd been over a year since April and Raphael started dating, but her patience was quickly wearing thin. After winning countless battles and trampling so many foes - was finally losing her v-card to her red-banded terrapin boyfriend too much to ask?

I'm still shocked at how many of you lovely people like my story! You all are just too kind! :-) I hope this part satisfies what y'all were waiting for! I do hope I delivered.

Also, a shout out to the sweet, wonderful, talented fellow Raphril author, Diporae for proof-reading and being able to magically fix my awful English and grammar mistakes! If you haven't read her stuff, you need to NOW.

Enjoy! xoxo.

In seconds, both were feverishly kissing. Hands that were once timid were now more sure than ever as they brushed over each other's bodies in a crazed frenzy of hands and lips. This lasted all of thirty seconds, before things got so hot and heavy that they sensed the couch was not optimum for where this was heading. Raphael scooped her up, without breaking their lip lock, and ran toward her bedroom, being sure to slam the door behind him.

April didn't bother to stop the laugh that escaped her throat when he unceremoniously tossed her on the bed as she eagerly watched him ripping off all of his weapons, padding, and belt. Her laugh turned to a soft moan when he leapt onto the bed, placing himself over her while shifting his weight until he comfortably lay on top of her. His once timid hands rose instantly, so he could eagerly cup her clothed breasts and softly begin pinching at the hard nubs wrestling against their fabric prison. She sighed, pushing them further into his large hands, as her legs spread allowing her to shamelessly press her groin against his belt-free plastron.

April couldn't believe how wet she had become almost instantaneously. The only thing preventing her arousal from plowing into overdrive, as his lower scutes deliciously rubbed against her, was the damp thin cotton of her underwear and shorts. Her fingertips made their way to his face as he started kissing and nipping at her neck, his own hands still delightedly preoccupied with her perky firm breasts.

Skating her nails over the worn fabric, April quickly loosened the knot on the back of his mask. As his head lifted, she instantly locked eyes with the green-eyed terrapin. The smile that he gave her left her feeling utterly nearly breathless. She had never felt this way about anyone. Never had she even entertained the thought that it was possible to love someone so much that it physically hurt.

Without realizing it, she felt tears pooling in her eyes and Raph instantly began brushing away her tears, kissing the ones his hands had missed. As he looked at her with concern etched over his face, all she could do was smile as her thumbs brushed along his cheeks silently assuring him she was okay. Understanding the gesture, his smile returned and April finished removing the piece of red cloth from his eyes.

His mask strewn towards her floor, April wasted no time cupping his naked face before placing her forehead firmly against his. Enjoying both the soft tickle of his breath against her cheek and the feeling of his pounding heart against her own, guided her eyes closed of their own accord. She wanted to engrave this moment in her heart and mind forever; as bat-shit crazy as her life was, she never imagined it'd end up this way. Never in her wildest dreams did she think a hotheaded mutant turtle would become the most important thing in her life. Before her joy overwhelmed her to kiss his snout, she silently laughed at the wonderful absurdity of it all. A moment later April met his gaze, subconsciously biting her lip out of the pure bliss that came with having him on top of her.

Raphael didn't speak; he just kissed her, his fingers gently brushing through her hair. He had waited long enough. The torment of having to pull away from her throughout their relationship was excruciating. Hearing those words of love from her mouth made him realize he'd been so fucking stupid about this whole thing. He knew he should have told her sooner, but that didn't matter now. Now, he was ready. Finally ready to give all of himself to her.

Gently kneading those incredibly soft mounds of flesh upon their arrival, his large calloused hands left her beautiful face in bittersweet departure. Desperately yearning to feel her breasts without the obstruction of cloth yet simultaneously torn by wanting to enjoy the moment as long as freaking possible, Raphael's decision was made for him when he felt April's hands leaving their perch from the back of his neck to descend to where she could pull up her shirt.

Feeling his stomach shove itself into his dry throat, Raphael eagerly watched as her naked chest was finally exposed to his hungry eyes. Wasting no time after seeing those twin mounds of soft flesh, each highlighted with a hardened dusty pink nipple, his bulging erection nearly shattered his plastron. Valiantly Raph fought against the intense pressure – not yet ready to show himself to her just yet. Instead, he busied himself with the new flesh that was exposed to his ravenous eyes, mouth, and hands.

His hands were greedily running along her bare chest. The overwhelming softness of her breasts first shocked him into simply touching and handling them as if they were velvet glass, but upon hearing April's soft moans of encouragement, he quickly began kneading and caressing them vigorously. He'd never felt anything softer in his life, and couldn't help but place his mouth atop her breasts, kissing and suckling the stiffening nubs that eagerly beckoned him.

April didn't stop moaning at feeling his hot mouth and slick tongue on her chest. His previous soft brushes were nothing compared to feeling him kiss and lap his rough wet tongue along her now goose-pimpled flesh. She bit her lip, her head pressed firmly into the pillow, enjoying the sensation it was giving her. Picturing those talented hands and mouth going even lower crossed her mind; she had to force down the throaty groan that wanted to escape just at the sheer thought alone.

Broken out of her reverie, she squeaked when she felt one of his hands leave her breast only to cup her groin. The feel of his large hand cupping the most intimate part of her – not pressing – just simply laying atop of it, was almost too much to bear. Her eyes opened and she saw Raphael looking at her, silently asking for permission to continue. All she could do was smile, as he helped her shimmy out of her shorts and underwear.

Raph swallowed deeply as he watched his beautiful April take off the last piece of clothing. Her whole body exposed for him and him alone. Admiring her timidly as she lay back down after depositing her shorts on the floor, he watched breathlessly as she gingerly opened her legs to his yearning gaze. For just a moment, he couldn't help but gawk and stare. Sure, he'd seen videos and pictures of it before, but seeing the bright pink lips of her vulva and the dark red opening of her vagina peeking out from in between them made his cock stiffen painfully.

His eyes roved over her body from her cute tiny toes all the way up to her halo of red hair strewn messily across the pillow; he couldn't fucking believe just how lucky he was. This beautiful girl – no, woman – had chosen him. Looking deeply into her bright blue eyes, he knew he was never letting her go – never going to let her doubt just how deeply he felt for her. He lowered himself slightly to kiss her mouth. Immediately, she returned the kiss with ferocity, her tongue flicking eagerly against his own.

After a moment, he pulled back and refocused his attention on giving her all the pleasure she deserved. Wasting no time, his hand softly brushed over her lower naked mound curiously. She was mostly smooth, just a trimmed triangle of soft red hair just above where her slit started. As his fingers explored more, he enjoyed feeling the soft smooth lips against the tips of his fingers. He released a breath – he wasn't aware he was holding – and as he inhaled, he quickly recognized the smell of her obvious arousal. He knew that aroma well – he'd smelt it from previous occasions when they'd gotten a little hot and heavy – and now, as he felt her slit, there was a novel dampness he'd never before noticed.

As much as he hated to admit it, he had watched quite a bit of porn much like any sexually frustrated teenage boy going through puberty did. He never looked at it again after getting together with April, but through his limited education from pictures, videos, and mainly Wikipedia, he had learned of natural female lubrication. However, to experience her arousal and wetness first hand – knowing it was for him – he could barely begin to wrap his head around it. Gently pressing a thick finger against the slit before running it from bottom to top in one fell swoop, his fingers continued their exploration of her.

Raph couldn't help but flinch when as soon as he touched the hooded nub near the top of her slit, April jumped as if touching a live wire. He was worried he had hurt her, but after experimentally brushing it again, the pleasurable moan that left her mouth made it reverberate through his shell. Looking down at her wet nether lips, he smirked before lowering himself to his stomach. He prayed he didn't completely screw this up, but knew he needed to try. He wasted no time in kissing those slick smooth lips and tasting the musky liquid that was leaking out of the opening. It wasn't exactly a pleasant taste but being able to do this for her far outweighed the bitter, musty flavor. After a few moments, he became accustomed to the new taste and went at this task with a renewed vigor. It was so rewarding to know he was so far excelling at this task by the way his beautiful April was moaning unabashedly moaning and screaming during it all. Feeling her grabbing greedily at his shoulders while thrusting her groin deeper against his face was just another bonus.

April couldn't breathe. Digging her fingernails into his rock-hard deltoids, she moaned unheeded. She didn't care how loud she was – screw her neighbors. Never did she imagine that it would feel this good. His lips, tongue, and brush of his thumb and teeth over her clit was driving her out of her mind with lust. Fuck, she was overjoyed that she'd waited for him to be ready. She'd wait five more years and then some for this. It felt that good. Giving herself to someone she loved so much was worth every second she had to wait. Feeling his wide, warm wet tongue brushing over her again and again left her wanting to climb the walls out of mind-boggling ecstasy.

The soft nips of his lips and probing of his hot tongue continued uninterrupted as he lingeringly ate her out. For the first few minutes, it was all about just absorbing this experience, about exploring this new part of her body, and – for lack of a better phrase – milking it for all it was worth. It wasn't until she began softly mewling and grasping at the back of his neck that he began focusing on her clit and became more serious on his task of bringing her to orgasm. Hearing her wailing of pleasure suddenly fill the room, he finally gave in, allowing his penis to descend out of his body.

April's mind went completely blank when he pulled her clit into his mouth, using his lips and tongue to massage the small nub back and forth. Then, with one final soft nip, an orgasm shot through her body like lightening. Releasing a soft wail at the overwhelming feeling, she shook uninhibited as the pleasure continued to course through her veins. The aftershocks that followed continued to flood through her system making her vibrate with the sheer bliss that still pulsed through her nerves. She felt as if she was falling, the weightlessness of her orgasm leaving her gasping for breath and grasping for Raphael. Once she got control of her body, she managed to weakly tug on his arm and he went willingly, laying over her, his arms keeping the majority of his weight off of her as he pressed his forehead against hers.

Breathlessly, she kissed him, tasting her own slightly musky flavor on his lips but not caring in the least. She focused on the feel of his mouth and his body pressed against her sweaty chest and feeling his plastron against her bare pussy, which made a wet squelching noise when it made contact. The brushing of tongues and caressing of his lips as her heart continued to hammer in her chest just meshed into a symphony of pure euphoria. April tensed suddenly when she felt the tip of something wide and moist poke softly at her soaking wet entrance. A moment later, their kisses ebbed to a lingering end and Raph was nervously looking at her face for any sign of doubt in her lust clouded blue eyes.

Raphael didn't see any hesitation. Just pure trust and the love he still fucking couldn't believe apparent by the way she looked at him. Raphael never believed anybody would have looked at him the way she was now. Sapphire eyes scanned over his face without a trace of doubt, just unadulterated trust in him. He knew he didn't deserve it, but savored the moment anyway. Ready to gently start pushing inside her willing body, he was delayed when he felt her hands cup his cheeks, forcing him to stop.

"Please… wait. I… I wanna touch you first." She spoke softly, the first words spoken since she admitted her love for him, which now felt like years ago. He'd been so wrapped up in this new reality that he forgot how so speak. Hearing the words she uttered and trying to remember how to breathe, he was pulled back to earth when the gravity of what she was asking of him became clear.

April wanted to touch him – well, more accurately, his penis: the most private organ that lay within his body and only comes out for one sole purpose.

She wanted to touch it.

Of course, the request should have been expected, but he still wasn't sure what to say or do in response. All he did was stare at her, still perched atop of her ready to push inside of her body. Finally, he cleared his throat and nodded before slowly sitting back up.

This was it. This was the moment April was going to leave him. In the midst of her kisses and getting lost in the new found pleasure of just touching every part of her body, he forgot one crucial thing: he wasn't human.

Obviously, it still resembled a penis, but what April was going to see was nothing like male human genitalia. For starters, he was big – not with the intention to brag – it was just a fact. While not half the length of his body, like a normal turtle, he still had quite a few inches over a well-endowed human male. The girth was wider and thicker. He wasn't kidding when he said he didn't want to hurt her; he knew virgin or not, it was gonna hurt like hell. He still was unsure if her body was even prepared for the sheer size difference. The color didn't exactly help either; not green like a lot would believe, but a dark red – almost purple near the wide triangle-shaped tip.

But it was far too late to back out now. Instead, he looked away and just stood on his knees, fully aware she could see his penis exposed to the cool air around them. In the corner of his eye, he witnessed her rising up from her lying down position on the bed and sat up to get a better look in the dim light. Turning his face to her but still not looking straight at her, he waited for her recoil; he waited for the look of disgust to immediately fill her eyes. Waiting on pins and needles for her to yell at him to get out of her room and that she never wanted to see him again. After all of this to have her only reject him; he knew his heart couldn't take it.

Raphael visibly jumped when he felt soft fingers running over the slick top of his penis. Finally daring a glance in her direction, he simply watched in sheer amazement at April's curiosity and gentle prodding of his organ. He noticed her tongue flick out to wet her lips as she continued her gentle exploration of him.

April wasn't exactly sure what to expect. She had seen pictures online of turtle penises and wasn't gonna skim over the fact it freaked her out the first time she curiously googled it just months after meeting the turtles. It wasn't exactly the slightly different shape that threw her off, it was more just the sheer size that daunted her. As time passed, she really just became more curious about it, not really knowing how the mutagen would have effected this particular part of their anatomy.

Once she and Raphael began to date, her curiosity only intensified. Free to rove over her boyfriend's body, she realized they didn't have tails, which she had noticed before but simply assumed were tucked in somewhere. When April asked him, Raph just gave her a weird look. That was the end of that conversation. So even up to this point, she wasn't sure how his anatomy worked, but was insistent on figuring it out.

Her hands were now freely roaming and ghosting over his organ. The first thing she noticed was that it was slick and lubricated, which wasn't a trait of male humans. She was grateful for this because looking at the massive penis in her hand, she was going to need all the lube she could get. The tip was wide and flared slightly, but was still similar to a human's. The only other thing that vastly differed – other than the size – was the color, which was a deep reddish purple. Thus, the only unsolved question was where it was coming from. Her right hand gently cupped his penis and continued to follow the ridge that lead underneath his body. Her fingers tensed upon feeling an open slit underneath his body where there used to be bony armor earlier. This question must have been plastered on her face because Raph quickly cleared up all of her remaining questions.

"Those plates ain't permanent. We don't have tails, so we ain't like normal turtles. Instead, it just stays inside 'til we get all worked up, then the plates move 'til it pops out from that opening ya just touched." Raphael awkwardly explained after clearing his throat, still trying to remember how to breathe as April continued to handle him so intimately.

Seemingly satisfied with her mutant turtle anatomy lesson, April wasted no time in placing her mouth over the wide tip of his penis. Raphael couldn't help the girlish yelp that left his lips before he even realized what exactly was happening. The experience of feeling her hot mouth over the tip of his penis was mind-numbing. His hands were shaking as he moved to cup April's head in hopes to somewhat control her actions so he didn't completely lose his mind with pleasure and end this before it really had a chance to begin.

April softly suckled on the tip, not being able to push too much of him into her mouth. Her hands were grasping him along the base, gently stroking him up and down and just hoping she wasn't completely screwing it up. Reading about how to do it versus actually doing it were two different things but she wanted to try and give him as much pleasure as he had just given her. A few more moments of the satisfaction of being able to of listen to Raphael's breathy moans later, April felt his hands cup her shoulders and she reluctantly pulled away from his penis with a soft pop.

When April's eyes met his, she knew it was finally the time she'd been waiting for.