...And so, as I already mentioned, I was in Donnie's lab. It was late and the turtles were all busy with their evening routines: Leonardo - the Fearless Leader, was practicing his katas in the Dojo; Raphael was punching his sand bag strained from the ceiling in the living-room; and Mickey was playing the new video-game I bought for him today. Master Splinter, who instantly became a father-figure for me, was reading a book he requested from the library.

Everybody was busy, and that meant Donnie-time for me. Tonight he was working on something on his laptop, so he didn't really need any help, but he let me keep him company anyway, as he knew that would make me happy. That little teaser...

For some time I just sat there with my book in my lap, listening to the rhythm of his breathing and an occasional humming of some popular song. That was fun, and I don't think he was aware of that, to tell you the truth, which made it even funnier. I would gaze at him occasionally, when I thought he couldn't see, and check out his pose and the curves of his shell... and his ass... Sorry, where was I?

Today Donnie was so caught up with his laptop that he even stopped humming. I got curious and got up from my spot to take a look at what he was doing.

"What'cha doing?" I asked, somewhat Mikey'shly.

"Doing a study on amphibian biology and mating habits" - he answered absently, still concentrated on his work.

"I see..." - I said, getting up and approaching him from the back. Some very visual mating scenes were displayed on the screen, so I giggled and added: "Learning some new tricks?" - and immediately felt my face blushing at my own tactless comment. Don turned his face to look at me with surprise, but was met only with my forehead, as I turned my face down trying to hide my embarrassment. There was some long and awkward silence, when he finely broke it saying: "Something like that... I guess" - with some tremble in his voice. He wasn't making a joke or laughing at me. He seemed pretty serious. I shut my eyes, and took a few deep breaths calming down and pulling myself together, then raised my head to look at him. His stare was shy but intrigued. And it became clear to me that he too was blushing. Our eyes locked for a split of a second and I felt so good and so scared at the same time. He definitely didn't take offense at my comment... actually he even liked it! Taking another deep breath I grew a little bolder and, trying to break the tension, played it safe and initiated a massage session. I did that quite frequently, actually, massages. I really am very good with my hands and allow me to say the guys appreciated that a lot, especially after long practices and night patrols.

And so, I settled behind Donnie's back and gently placed my palms on his shoulders, eyeing the old scar, the mark which the arrow left in his skin the night we met. He got the hint and sat up straight, relaxing the tension in his body. I began massaging softly at first and then harder, moving from his shoulders to his neck and the back of his head and back to the shoulders. I won't lie, I loved touching him on any occasion... but to massage his muscled, wide shoulders was something I specifically enjoyed doing! Also, he seemed to enjoy it so much!

"Mmm... I love it when you do that!" - he murmured.

That's what I liked to hear! My heart started pounding faster as I smirked to myself. I kept massaging his rough skin, trying at the same time to calm myself down and not get too excited, when suddenly he caught my arms and gently pulled me close into a semi-hug, my whole body leaning forward onto his shell, while my left cheek nuzzled into his neck. I took his sent in fully. He smelled of fresh coffee and old books. I love coffee (who doesn't?!) and the smell of old books! ...obviously - I'm a librarian after all. His shell was hard against me but warm and his closeness sent sensations through my spine. My heart was racing as I felt the desire to be close to him like that since that day on the roof... And now he was holding me... so close. I relaxed and stretched my arms along his plastron, enthusiastically returning the hug. It felt so good! My hair fell over the side and he instantly caught it in his palm.

"Your hair is so beautiful!" - he said in a low voice, stroking it, "...and your hands are pure magic...", he petted my palms on his chest and continued: "thank you for that! I really needed it!" - He let go of my hair and my arms... so I was supposed to move away now, but... I didn't! And that's when everything went crazy...

I was so confused... I don't know how it even happened! All I remember is that instead of merely walking away to my previous spot and pretending to be reading again, I suddenly pushed my lips to Donnie's neck, placing a light kiss on his skin. I actually wanted to bite him, though managed to abstain and stop myself... The time froze in that moment. Feeling his quickening pulse upon my lips, I literally drank his intoxicating sent... Why in hell did he smell so good? So amazing!? It drove me crazy... I just wanted to lick him all over! But I felt so embarrassed and so out of place all of a sudden, I didn't know what to do.

The next thing that happened was already on the verge of improbability. It was crazy, more even than the fact that I just kissed Donatello's neck. There came a deep low sound from within his throat, a sound I've never heard before. It seemed to surprise him no less. Embarrassed, he pretended to clear his throat and quickly turned his face towards mine. I was still standing behind his back. I expected surprise, anger, confusion... whatever, but what came next was everything I could have imagined and wished for... and I did... Oh, how much I did! He stared at me for several moments, immovable in his place, then suddenly as if remembering how to breath again, his expression completely changed and I swear it even looked a little dangerous. I wasn't sure at that moment what it meant exactly, and didn't know what to do next, but then his face moved towards mine so fast and so close that we were literary an inch apart and I could feel his breath, and almost fainted at that moment. Donatello then pulled my face to his and locked his lips on mine in a gentle transient kiss... My mind exploded! At the first second I was so astonished by the sudden turn of events that I just froze there. My brain was racing, trying to make sense of all this.

The kiss ended as suddenly as it began, and now Don was waiting for my response, looking at me somewhat worried. Eventually my body, winning over my mind, was the one to save the day, knowing exactly what I wanted without any confusion. My hand touched his face, stroking his jaw-line, then brushing his upper lip with my thumb. So natural as if I've been doing that with him all my life... His expression changed again, he shut his eyes and placed his palm on top of mine. He was going to say something, but he didn't get the chance... My lips found his, and this time they were there to stay. He tasted so good! I can't compare it to anything... It was just so incredible! I knew it! And my body definitely knew it!

I wasn't sure at the time whether he had any experience, or not, but equally he was a natural. He caught right up when I sent in the tongue. I absolutely couldn't stop myself, he was just so yummy! To come clean here, I've had my share of fantasies about Donatello. This answered all my expectations! At some point I think I even moaned into his mouth a little, what resulted in him pulling me closer and turning me over, into his lap, as if I was made of cotton candy. The next thing I knew, I was sitting in Donnie's lap, and he was kissing the shit out of me! We were both soon out of breath and sheepishly smiling at each other, we slowly pulled our lips apart and locked our foreheads together.

"I've always wanted to do that! - he whispered in between short quick breaths.

"I can't believe I kissed your neck!" - I blabbed, without realizing what he just said.

"That was surprising, I'll admit... I didn't know you were so straight forward!" - he said, caressing my lower lip with his finger.

"Wait! You've always wanted to kiss me?" - I was literally so astonished I kinda' squeaked. Don slightly snickered in response: "Well, yeah!" - With a smile on his face he gently caught my lower lip in between his, then I felt his tongue and... Then I lost it again... OMG! What was happening?! His hands were suddenly all over me. Those freaking sexy, genius hands of his!

He stroke my back at first, then moved to my legs, groping all the way to my thighs... Oh... Damn! Then he broke the kiss in order to nuzzle and nibble at my neck. I was done for! My whole body was reacting to his touch as I stretched my neck and pulled my head back, allowing him easy access. I was getting super worked up by then! He kissed, imprinting a dodging line towards my collar bone, and sending electricity through every nerve in my body! I guess I whimpered a bit at some point, or something, 'cause he suddenly stopped. My brain screamed! Aaaa...What?! Don't stop!

"I'm sorry" - he shyly said, as if realizing a mistake he just made, his voice stuttered a bit, "caught up in the moment... maybe we should stop... We'll never have to even talk about this..."

Hello?! Are you kidding me?! I was literally waiting for this moment forever! - was running through my mind...

"Stop? Why would I want to stop?" - I said aloud, but couldn't recognize my own voice.

He just stared at me, astonished. Then I realized that he must've been freaking out at least as much as myself or even more. For all I knew, I was the only woman he ever... Taking him by surprise, I kissed him hard on the mouth again, to reassure my point. He immediately reacted with that throat sound again... Uuuhhh! It was so sexy! And his hands groped at my hair, catching my head and literary pinning gently my mouth to his in another long kiss. Point taken, I guess. When we started to lose breath again, I decided to take a risk and broke the kiss to trail-lick my way from his mouth towards his adam's apple and down towards the top of his plastron. Without taking my lips off his skin, I quickly relocated my legs and my upper body so that we were facing each other in sort of an embrace as I was sitting on top of his thighs. Donnie's freaking thighs! Now that he had his lips released, and realizing that I meant absolutely business, he mumbled: "Mmmnnngg... you taste and smell so amazing!" His hands were on my lower back. I was wearing some old jeans and a flannel buttoned top that his hands were creeping underneath now, the sensation of his touch on my bare skin driving me crazy. I needed to distract myself somehow or I might just explode...

"Is that a turtle thing?" - I mused, referring to his throaty sound he was by then producing non stop.

"Oh... that's embarrassing, but I can't help it!" - He pulled his hands away apologetically, "it's just that your scent... It does... things to me and..." - he trailed off.

"My scent?" What did he mean by that?

"Yeah... it's a turtle thing... " - he continued, "...the thing is actually, I can smell it when you are... well, aroused!"

Whaaaaaaaat?! I kind'a freaked there. What the hell?!

"I've always sensed it... I'm sorry! This is awkward..." - he added, seeing my expression, the mixture of terror and uneasiness. Then he explained apologetically: "Every time you've been alone with me, it was especially pleasant and also almost unbearable to remain calm and not ..." - he trailed off again.

"...and not what?" - I was super aroused by his words. I wonder if he could 'sense' it.

"...and not to pin you to the floor right there and ..." - his eyes suddenly widened and his pupils became tiny little dots, "...just have my way!" He sighed heavily and face palmed, shrugging nervously with an innocent smile upon his beautiful lips. I just couldn't believe it!

"Donnie... that is so HOT!" I actually wanted to say: YOU are so hot... but yeah... He gave a nervous giggle and rubbed the space between his eyes - something he always did when frustrated.

I grabbed his hands and returned them to their previous position on my lower back and whispered : "Then how come you never did?" I winked at his astonished expression.

"You just keep surprising me, Lin!" - saying that he squished me close and sniffed. Literally sniffed me. And in a matter of seconds his lips and tongue were at my neck again, sucking vigorously. I was loosing control all over again. It felt as if reality was playing games with me. How come the thing that was happening was actually happening?! My mind was trailing away... Donatello's hands, his lips and tongue, his smell and his taste... these ridiculous throat sounds, were all tumbling down on me. I was such a mess, not able to control myself - my body just reacting to his long awaited attention.

A little into the scene of the delight I was experiencing there, I managed to squeeze out: "Donnie..." in a desperate attempt of getting a little control. He immediately stopped and questionably looked into my eyes with his beautiful brown gaze.

"You know... I've never seen your face without your mask" - I continued... "Can I...?"

He smiled and nodded, so I raised my hands towards his bandana, slowly untying it at the back of his head and finally taking it off. His face was so beautiful! I gently trailed my fingers around his head and locked my arms at his nape. And those light-brown, smart-as-hell eyes, looked at me so hungrily, with I-am-not-responsible-for-my-actions-right-now expression, and just befuddled me. He was yet stroking my back with one of his hands, when the other started making its way up my shirt.

"Alright... my turn!" - I said catching the hint, and began unbuttoning my top. His eyes focused on my chest and his stroking hand twitched a little. He caught my palms with his when I was reaching half way and my bra was exposed.

"Purple!" - he whispered, gazing at my purple brassiere and slowly raised his eyes back to my face.

"Yeah..." - I sighed, sheepishly. What was I supposed to say? I like wearing your color under my clothes?! Wait till you see my panties...

He raised his hands to my shoulders and gently pulled my shirt down a bit to get a better look. Hesitating, he looked into my eyes again as if asking for permission. I took his hand, the same hand that I refused to let go that unforgettable night of our first encounter, and placed it on top of my breast.

"Your heart is beating so fast!" - he pulled closer and kissed me, awakening from his controlled state and stroking with his hands. His lips hungrily drank mine, but quickly trailed through my neck towards my breasts. My nipples hardened instantly inside their "fabric cage" at the sensation and Donatello didn't fail to take notice. His warm palms cupped my breasts through the fabric, while he placed hundreds of light kisses everywhere he could reach. I moaned when his finger felt about and circled one of my nipples. Encouraged, he kissed his way in between my breasts to the very center where the two curves met, while his hands reached towards my back in order to undo my bra. And I was astonished at what speed and accuracy he managed, for the first time, I believe, to click it open. But, let's not forget we're dealing with the brainiac turtle here. Still... he must have planned it for days... The bra was let loose and my lover - OMG! Don was so my lover! - biting very gently, caught one of my nipples between his teeth. Aaaaaaaa! My breath was cut short and I had to bite my lip not to scream. Noticing the immediate reaction and the awakening lust coming from the depths of my body, Don kept experimentally licking, sucking and biting. I lost it again and moaned loudly this time - what resulted in even more licking, sucking and biting - Lesson learned! Sparkles fly in the air! Way to go, Don!

Somewhere between heaven and earth, I was floating, not knowing anything apart from Donatello's touch and the current location of his mouth upon my breasts. My wondering hands naturally found bare skin, starting from his shoulders. I could feel the muscles of his hands playing, while he was caressing my body. As usual, I massaged his arms a bit, then I felt about his plastron and around the edges where at the sides of his body some bare unprotected skin could be found. This was the turtle's soft spot and they took very good care not let anyone get to it. At the very moment I brushed the back of my palm at his side, Don jumped in his place, instantly letting go of my breasts and focusing all his energy on the sensation of the delicate spot I've reached. His whole body shivered and for the first time I heard him moan a little. I definitely liked what I heard and was determined to keep that up and going.

"Keep focusing there and I will lose control..." - he warned, smiling teasingly, then readjusted me in his lap as if I were a delicate porcelain doll. He brushed my hair away from my face and stroked the length of my torso, admiringly, taking spacial care of my nipples. I squirmed between his strong hands and another moan escaped my mouth: "Mmmnngg! Donnie!" I counter-attacked his sides again, but this time I used my "magical massaging skills" and put my sole into it, while at the same time licking and biting his neck. I was determined to gain control! He lost it, arching his head backwards and moaning loudly - music to my ears! Trying to control his voice, he whispered: "I can't hold it in much longer... It's starting to be uncomfortable, but I don't want to startle you!"

At first I didn't understand exactly what he meant by that. So I just kept at my game and sliding down his body, trailed my tongue towards the forbidden spots, kissing and licking everything on my way. I hungrily sucked the soft skin at his left side, caressing on the right. Donatello shut his eyes and brought one of his hands to his teeth to bite on his knuckles, moaning continuously. And when, lowering down towards his thighs, I continued nibbling his tasty skin, - Come on! I've only dreamed of this forever! - he produced a new sound: something between the throaty one, to which I was already getting used to, and a combination of a moan formed into a single word: "Nnngggcanntholditanylonger!"

Something warm brushed my cheek. I turned to gaze at that something, and was overwhelmed to realize what Donnie was trying to tell me earlier... I found myself face to "face" with his penis. My eyes widened at the sight of that beast. I knew, of course, that it had to be hiding somewhere in there. It's a fact, that the turtles were pretty much naked all the time, but the natural way in which their shells worked did not allow anything to be out there, you know?! I mean, I've known the guys for some time now, but never had the chance to pick or sneak a look. Without a doubt, I knew it would be something new to me, but still it took me by surprise. So let me just tell you, it was majestic! Magnificent even... a true work of art! I've obviously never seen anything like that in my entire life. That was a thing of glory and grandeur and what not, and he knew it. He also understood - my sweet li'l genius - that its size, form and color would absolutely scare anyone at first sight. I literary had no way of coping with that! I mean, I've seen my share of dicks in my day, but never have I feasted my eyes on something as unique as this one!

Noticing my hesitation, Donatello tried to push it a bit away, as much as it was possible in the circumstance, but breaking away from my astonishment and coming back to my senses, I let out a long breath that was holding up inside my chest and softly circled my fingers around his gloriousness grabbing it. The moan that broke out of Don's throat was so deep and arousing, I almost dropped my pants right at that moment. That's when I realized how soaked I was down there. I wanted him so badly! And I just knew that he knew that... but was restraining himself for my sake. Such a gentle-turtle! I leaned in closer, never letting go of my hand, and licked the tip once. Salty! He tensed. My other hand massaged at his thigh, and his muscles just went hard as a rock. I looked up at his face from between his thighs and realized he was looking at me as well, all frustrated. He grabbed me and pulled me up, lustfully kissing me on the mouth and unmercifully pinching both of my nipples at once. Arrrrgggg... This was war! I screamed into his mouth, sucking at his lips and tongue as if my life depended on it. Magic was happening between my legs. My hands stroked back towards his lower plastron, determined to win this fight, and clasped, regaining the wonder. Studying his penis through and through, I began slow stokes. Donnie's breathing quickened and his hand slipped behind my back, straight into my jeans, bypassing my ass and going for the prize.

"Mmmhhhrrrggg! I smell your desire!" - he teased, nibbling into my ear in between quick breaths and moans. His fingers brushed at my entrance. I was so wet by now... There was no way back! Our tongues met again and again, and every time I drank him hungrily. I could feel my body moving in tempo of my takes on his incredibleness and his fingers stroking between my legs. That was it!

"Undo my pants!" - I commanded him. He pushed a bit away and looked into my eyes, soberly and seriously: "Are you sure?"

"Yes I'm sure!" - I acclaimed, not happy that he pulled away. How could he even do that?! Such control! I was literally holding his cock in my hands, and he went all are-you-sure on me... Come on! Seriously?

"I've been sure for a long time... Just do it... NOW!"- I screamed. And I didn't have to ask again. Don picked me up in his arms, got up and very gently placed me on the lab floor. It was cold and I began to shiver instantly. Noticing that, he quickly placed himself above me, embracing me and making me warmer.

First his lips were on mine yet again, then his palms stroke my hair, followed closely by his tongue on my neck, my breasts, my stomach and my thighs. My whole body was already shaking in anticipation. Then, I don't know how, but using only his legs and toes, he gently pulled my pants and my panties off, all together in a single movement. His arms never left my upper body, keeping me hot and pleased. How the hell did he even do that? Ninja boy!

I closed my eyes, relaxed and opened my thighs ready for literally anything. However, my lover did not seem to deliver the goods. He was busy with something else all of a sudden. I was forced to frustratingly gaze at what he was doing; and found him touching himself as if measuring whether it was even likely to be fit at all. The tip of his enormousness at my tiny entrance was indeed quite a bewildering sight. My body shivered with over-excitement and a bit of terror. I groped his hard chest plates, looking for something to grab, and found it alright. His belt, going around the waist and up over his right shoulder, turned out to be the perfect pulling mechanism! So I pulled him down closer and locked my arms around his neck, pinning his body to mine. Gocha'! No escape...

"You know that I will never hurt you..." - his low voice spoke into my ear, as he kissed up my jaw. He took very good care not to crush me with his weight and the hardness of his shell, balancing himself on his arms and legs. I looked into his eyes, saying: "I completely trust you, Donnie... you already know that..." He closed his eyes, re-positioning his legs and only whispered: "Breathe!" Then he very slowly and cautiously thrusted inside me. I won't lie... It was painful at first, but I was so wet and he was so careful and gentle. He locked his lips on mine, and that really helped with the pain and unnecessarily loudness. It was a mixture of pleasure and torture. When he was finally fully inside me, we both let out a sigh of relief and release.

"Are you o.k?" - he stoke my hair and smiled at me apologetically.

"Yeah... Although I must admit that yours is an exclusive tool indeed!" - was my answer. He grinned slightly and kissed me, "I just can't believe we're doing this!" Now it was my turn to grin and I mused at the whole situation. My wish was finally coming true... Me and Donnie together like this... What could go wrong?!

We stayed like this for several minutes, breathing together, he inside me, unmovable, to let me rest and adjust. All sorts of things were gong through my mind at these crazy moments of anticipation and fear, but only one stood out, and it was clear and powerful: my life was taking a turn that I was always waiting for! Donatello was mine now...