A/N: To make up for my lack of cest turtle-goodness in the last chapter, here's a bit of Donnie thinking about the reward he'll get for doing some work on a certain someone's motorcycle.
Warning: Turtlecest; brother loving brother in not-so-brotherly-way. Disclaimer: I do not own the turtles, sadly enough, or they would still be on the air, the show a lot darker, and tcest wouldn't be so 'taboo'.
Pairing: Raph/Don
Chapter 4: Wrench
Grease covered his arms and upper plastron, soaking him in the dark, slimy substance. Donatello reached out from underneath the shellcycle, seeing as the machine was wider then most normal motorcycles, hand patting at his tool box sitting patiently with his materials. His fingers brushed across metal and plastic before grasping onto a silver instrument and retreating from the box.
Coffee coloured eyes squinting against the dark smudges on his goggles, he raised the wrench up and tightened a loose bolt upon the frame. Making sure it was as tight as it could be, Donnie sighed and wiped a hand across his forehead, sending a messy grease mark across olive skin.
Yes, it bugged him to no end that he was again fixing and fine-tuning the fast-paced machine for his hot-headed brother. Even if instead of working on the other projects he had, he was working on this over-grown bicycle; he decided that it wasn't all that bad. Besides... it'd all be worth it once he got his reward...